Kiss!Play heartbeat!Mr. Huo broke the precept and pestered her to coax her

As Huo Xizhou said, he glanced coldly at the ground beside him.

The strange man was beaten half to death by him, lying on the ground.

If it wasn't at Huo's house, if it wasn't... She was by his side.

Maybe, he thought... he would kill.

This scum, who dared to hurt her, should completely disappear from the world!

In order to restrain his killing intent, he tried his best not to imagine whether the little girl had been raped...

If the little girl has been raped, telling him now is equivalent to opening a bloody wound with your own hands, which is a secondary injury!

He can't hear, and can't.

Thinking of this, Huo Xizhou lowered his head slowly, trying to touch the little woman's forehead: "Miss Qiao, take a bath later, and then go to sleep..."

Before he finished speaking, Qiaozheng took a step back, resisting the pain all over her body, and asked mockingly, "Will you be able to clean yourself after taking a bath?"

Hearing this, Huo Xizhou noticed that the little woman was not in the right mood, and her thin lips moved slightly: "Miss Qiao..."

"Huo Xizhou, you don't hug me...you think I'm dirty, don't you?"

Qiao Zheng has shallow eyes, cries easily, and can't stop crying.

Without waiting for the man to answer, she asked again: "If I'm dirty, will you...don't want me?"

After asking Huo Xizhou a series of questions, his heart softened: "If I answer yes, what will you do?"

"I……"

For a moment, Qiao Zheng opened her mouth, a look of bewilderment flashed across her face, she didn't know how to answer.

It was Huo Xizhou who took a step forward, lowered his head through the darkness, and touched her forehead: "Miss Qiao, the dirty one is the scum, not you."

Qiao Zheng, whose face was full of tears, was stunned, couldn't help but raised her head, and brushed the tip of his nose.

The two raised their heads and lowered their heads one by one, shortening the distance between their lips and breathing together.

Under Qiaozheng's sadness, uneasiness, and loss of what to do, the man continued to answer her: "You are a bad boy I taught, why would I not want you?"

Can't see the man's face clearly, can't get the man's touch, Qiao Zheng can't help thinking wildly.

After thinking wildly, a heart is like being in a thorn, and it bleeds after being pierced.

However, the man calmed down her negative emotions with just a few words.

Even so, she was still a little aggrieved, and cried again: "But...you don't hug me...you don't touch me..."

Somehow, she was on the verge of losing control.

It stands to reason that she should be relieved that the man denied that he disliked her.

But she was filled with grievances, and she couldn't hold back anymore: "If it wasn't for disgust, why...don't you hug me?"

Asking like this, Qiaozheng didn't know if it was an illusion, but heard a slight sound of "tick-tick--".

Like night rain, dripping on the ground.

It's just... the sound dripped onto the floor beside it!

"Just don't hug, do you care so much?"

Huo Xizhou snorted lightly, but still didn't reach out, but slowly bent down: "Don't hug, just kiss, okay?"

His coaxing tone was like a steady elder coaxing a stubborn junior. The moment his thin lips kissed Qiao Zheng's lips, he successfully dispelled all her wild thoughts.

As soon as the kiss was over, Qiaozheng reached out and hugged him, wrapped his arms around his waist, and explained seriously: "You came in time, he hasn't touched me yet, I'm not dirty..."

Rao is mentally prepared, even if something happens, it is not her fault.

But hearing that the little girl was safe and sound, Huo Xizhou's coldness that had been lingering all over his body finally melted a bit: "Yes, I see."

After a pause, he looked around the bedroom, which was dark because of the power outage.

"Where is the power switch, I'll go and see."

As soon as Huo Xizhou said, Qiaozheng was a little scared, and hurriedly grabbed the corner of his clothes: "Don't leave me alone..."

She touched the man's arm, wanting to hold his hand.

Unexpectedly, Huo Xizhou dodged for a while, and Qiao Zheng realized that something was wrong no matter how slow he was.

"It's not convenient to hug, and it's not convenient to hold hands?"

Qiao Zheng asked tentatively, and heard a "tick--" again, and something fell on the floor.

Vaguely, she had a guess in her heart, but she hoped it wasn't true.

"My hands are not clean, I don't want to get you dirty."

Hearing what happened to the man, Qiao Zheng was stabbed in the heart by something, and even the pain on his body couldn't compare to it.

Suddenly, she grabbed his hand while the man was not paying attention.

The touch of the hand is a little sticky, vaguely... it's blood.

The door of the bathroom was kicked from the middle by a strange man, and there were sharp spikes on both sides.

Remember just now, when she came out, he reminded her to be careful...

She thought, she finally knew...why didn't he hug her, and didn't touch her anymore.

As long as he touches her, there will be blood, in his opinion... It's his unclean hands that will stain her.

But the blood was all to save her.

"A little injury, it's fine."

Although the little woman didn't make a sound, listening to her suppressed breathing, she seemed to want to cry again.

So Huo Xizhou knew, she guessed it.

"Just wrap it up and you'll be fine."

With such a sound, he wanted to pull out his hand, but Qiao Zheng grabbed his wrist instead: "Liar, it's been bleeding all the time, how could it be a minor injury!"

Qiao Zheng said, endured the pain, and pulled the man out of the room to the electric switch.

Sure enough, the so-called power outage was just turned off by a strange man, and after fumbling to turn it on, the light returned.

When the light was restored, Qiao Zheng was about to bow her head.

"Don't look..."

Huo Xizhou stopped him, but Qiao Zheng ignored him.

With just one glance, she looked at the man's hands, whether it was the palm or the back of the hand, there were some scratches, the wounds were big or small.

At this moment, his hands were dripping with blood, dripping blood from time to time.

In this case, how can he hug her?

It's ridiculous that she still thought capriciously... He despises her as unclean!

At the same time, Huo Xizhou also noticed an abnormality in one of Qiao Zheng's arms: "Your arm..."

"Dislocated..."

Perhaps when the pain reaches its extreme, it will become numb, but Qiao Zheng thinks it can be tolerated.

"Bullshit!"

It was Huo Xizhou, who was rarely cold to Qiao Zheng's tone, as if he had lost all warmth.

"Dislocation is not a trivial matter, you should have said it sooner."

Without caring about anything, Huo Xizhou gently held her arm and explored back and forth.

Following his movements, Qiao Zheng's snow-white bathrobe was soon stained with blood, like plum blossoms blooming on the snow, which was indescribably beautiful.

After being touched by him, Qiaozheng was in pain, her face became paler, cold sweat broke out on her forehead, but she tried her best to smile: "I'm going to the hospital for treatment, I'll bandage you first..."

"Qiao Zheng."

Before she finished speaking, Huo Xizhou suddenly called her name with a rare seriousness.

Seeing this, Qiao Zheng didn't know why, and asked after listening to him: "You always love to cry, why don't you cry now?"

He raised her dislocated arm and said word by word: "When you are hurt, you should cry even more. Who wants you to bear it?"