his kisses are sweet

Chapter 145 He Was Afraid Of Her Blunting The Word "Good"
Shengge wouldn't be stupid enough to ask him what his impulse was, she didn't even bother to lift her eyelids because she was so sleepy.

Leaning against the wall with eyes closed, I wanted to take a short break, but fell asleep unconsciously.

Rong Jin got up and looked at her by the light.

Although Sheng Ge's health was reduced at this time, his complexion looked better than when he was sick, and the contours of his face were not as thin.

The fluff on the face is clearly visible under the lamp, and the wings of the nose rise and fall with even breathing.

Raising his hand, his fingertips gently covered the hideous scar on his forehead, his eyes brightened.

Shengge in his sleep seemed to feel something, he tilted his head forcefully, avoiding his touch unconsciously.

Because of this action, his body fell to the right, Rong Jin took a tight breath, supported her slipping body, leaned over and hugged her onto the bed.

Shengge hooked his neck subconsciously, and murmured something subconsciously with her lips.

He didn't hear clearly, and when she listened, she stopped talking.

Shengge is not as vigilant now as before, and even asked him to take off his coat very cooperatively.

When he saw her fingers, his brows furrowed almost invisibly.

Shengge's ten fingertips were a little red and swollen, which didn't match her original fair fingers.

He thought of those corn kernels for dinner, but she peeled them off one by one?
Thinking of this, Rong Jin gently squeezed her fingertips.

Shengge frowned, and murmured unconsciously.

This time Rong Jin heard it clearly, and after hearing it, his face became a little unsightly.

What she said was: "Brother, I hurt."

Actually, he was regarded as Li Zhen.

His whole body froze, his fingers trembled, and he stretched towards her skirt.

Taking a deep breath, he slowly unbuttoned her.

Not long after, the woman's fair back appeared in front of his eyes, but his gaze was focused on the winding scar. Apart from this, there were even a few shallow scars on the waistline.

Shengge didn't deliberately remove the scar, and the new flesh from the healed wound showed a different pink color than the original one, which looked extraordinarily glaring.

No need to look any further, he already knew that apart from these few places, there were other scars as well.

Although she wasn't the one who died, it was true that she had a car accident, and it was true that she wanted to die.

He didn't know the circumstances under which Li Zhen saved her, but he believed that the truth was just like her unconscious murmur.

pain!
With so many staggered wounds, how could it not hurt?
It was as if at this moment, even breathing felt pain in his lungs.

Something repressed in his chest was about to burst out again, Rong Jin coughed softly.

But he held back, he was afraid that his movement would wake her up.

He liked the way she was sleeping now, peaceful and peaceful, as if nothing happened afterwards, like the sweet smile on her mouth when she made him spaghetti when they were on vacation in Greece.

He likes her like that, confident and flamboyant, even if life fools her again and again, she will fight back without hesitation.

She suddenly remembered the light rain at the airport on the day she first returned to Qingcheng.

He said, "One day you will beg me to marry you."

And the smile on the corner of her mouth mocked: "Why don't you say, one day you will beg me to fall in love with you?"

As the years passed, his words already had a plan, but her words became a proverb.

Should it be said that everything is fate?

Rong Jin has always been a person who does not believe in fate, but now for some reason his heart is a little more pious. He thought that if the request was useful, he would not be stingy with his knees, but it is obvious that this trick does not work for Shengge.

She wouldn't even admit it to herself.

And he was not willing to work in vain.

Rong Jin closed his eyes, silently helped her pull up her clothes, and then tucked in the quilt for her.

Not feeling sleepy, he got up and stood by the window.

He touched his pocket, but it was empty. She didn't like the smell of cigarettes, so he never thought of bringing cigarettes when he came.

He glanced at the sleeping Shengge, turned off the lights and went outside.

In the yard, the village head was sitting at a stone table smoking a cigarette, he was still thinking about the dead people in the village.

Rong Jin walked over: "Can I borrow a cigarette?"

The village chief didn't expect that he was still awake, so he hurriedly handed him a cigarette and lit it up by the way.

Inferior cigarettes enter the throat, the taste of nicotine is very strong, and the nose is uncomfortable.

But inexplicably, it was what he wanted.

After smoking a cigarette, he felt that the blocked feeling in his heart dissipated a little.

The village head looked at his legs worriedly: "Mr. Rong, are your feet okay?"

As soon as he reminded Rong Jin, he felt a swollen pain coming from his calf. He pulled up his trouser leg and saw that the place where he was bitten by the snake had swelled up again, which was a bit shocking.

It should be because of standing for a long time today, the wound is a little infected and inflamed.

The village chief gasped.

He didn't take it seriously, looked away from his legs, and put down his trouser legs lightly: "It's okay, just rub some medicine and it will be fine!"

Rong Jin paused, then shifted his gaze to him: "The village chief wants to ask me something?"

The village chief sighed: "Mr. Rong, I just can't accept that the person who died is Mr. Zhou. After all, I saw her get into the car with my own eyes. I can't figure out why she died in the village."

"The deceased is gone, the most important thing now is not to let her die in an unclear way."

"Oh, I heard Teacher Xiao Zhou mentioned that her parents died young, and she was dependent on her elder sister. The police officer has already contacted her. If it is soon, she should come tomorrow. The only younger sister has gone. How sad it must be to be an older sister. .”

Rong Jin pondered for a moment, then slowly got up: "Yan, thank you very much."

The village head quickly waved his hand.

When he returned to the house, he didn't turn on the light, and the hazy moonlight shone into the house through the window, reflecting the things in the house clearly.

Shengge slept soundly, her body curled up under the quilt, like an insecure cat.

Rong Jin looked at her for a long time, and murmured inexplicably: "Yes, I'm very sad."

He went to bed, carefully hugged her petite body in his arms, and closed his eyes contentedly.

For the first time in more than half a year, there was no dream at night.

Compared to Rong Jin, Sheng Ge has not been sleeping soundly.

She had the dream that she had often had for half a year again. She dreamed of the child.

She looked very much like Rong Jin's child, she stood looking at her from a distance with sad and sad eyes.

Shengge's heart ached when she saw her, but he didn't dare to approach her.

She knew that as soon as she got close to her, she would disappear, just like every time in the past.

But she couldn't help it anymore, she took a deep breath and walked towards her gently.

I kept saying, don't be afraid, I won't hurt you.

Unexpectedly, when the girl heard it, the corner of her mouth curled up with a sneer that didn't belong to her age.

Then in an instant, she turned into a fuzzy mass of flesh and blood, which was shocking.

Li Zhen's angry reprimand came from next to his ear: "Gu Shengge, your child died a long time ago, and was killed by you!"

A chill ran down her spine, and panic surged from all directions, making her unable to breathe!
So sad!
In the distance, a panicked voice came: "Ge'er, wake up!"

again and again!
"No!" Shengge woke up from his sleep, his back wet with sweat.

It was just dawn, and this was not the villa she was familiar with. She stared blankly at the strange things around her for a long time before remembering that she was in Erli Village at this moment.

The hands around her waist tightened, and her body froze suddenly.

Turning his head tremblingly, as expected, he met Rong Jin's deep gaze, which flowed in darkness.

When Sheng Ge was struggling in sleep, Rong Jin had already woken up, and when she opened her eyes, it looked like she was trapped in a nightmare.

She struggled hard, with cold sweat on her forehead, and kept murmuring repeatedly: "Don't be afraid, I won't hurt you."

He didn't know who the "you" was in her mouth, but he could guess something from her sad expression.

In the days when Shengge left, he went to look for Rong Hao.

He is now fully aware of the circumstances of her illness.

In the past, he just liked children, but he never expected that this child would become her demon.

The traces on the body are easy to remove, but the demons are hard to get rid of, just like Shengge will never forget the pain of losing a child, and he will never forget the moment of panic when he learned of her death.

His demon is her.

Rong Jin's eyes deepened, he looked at her and said firmly, "You didn't hurt anyone."

Shengge glanced at him, removed his hand from her waist, and stood up indifferently, "Rong Jin, why bother?"

"What about you?" He smiled bitterly.

She ignored it and walked out.

Looking at her back, Rong Jin slowly said: "If you want, after returning to Qingcheng, I'll find someone to remove the scars on your body. Scars on a woman's body are always ugly." He paused: "After all, there is no scar on your body." How many men would like a woman covered in scars."

Shengge's footsteps froze, but she didn't look back: "No need."

After the words fell, Rong Jin's expression relaxed.

He was afraid that she would blurt out the word "good".

　Qian had a headache at night and couldn't write. She found medicine and took it to get better. This is even more like yesterday, and it will be updated as usual today.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)