Master Quan, come on, my little wife is excited!

A trace of surprise flashed through Quan Yu's eyes. He was young and looked harmless, but his words were very sharp.

Having clarified his relationship with the Su family in one sentence, he probably knew that the Quan family and the Su family were family friends, and his attitude toward him was somewhat alienated.

Playing with the handkerchief casually, Quan Yu chuckled, slightly mockingly: "Do you think I helped you today because of the Cui family in Suzhou?"

Cui Sanning didn't say anything. She didn't know that Quan Yu and her brother were young at this time. She only thought that he saved her because of his friendship with the Su family, and she didn't want to inherit the Su family's friendship.

The room fell silent again.

It wasn't until Assistant Liu came in with the doctor that the calm was broken.

Quan Yu turned around and left the room, not seeing the person on the bed following his figure closely.

After sitting in the living room downstairs for a long time, Assistant Liu and the doctor went downstairs together.

Quan Yu glanced upstairs and asked in a deep voice, "How is it?"

Assistant Liu said: "He lost too much blood and has fallen asleep now."

The doctor on the side also said: "Fortunately, the muscles and bones in the wrist were not injured."

He pointed to his brow bone again and said to Quan Yu, "The wound is quite deep and should leave scars."

Quan Yu didn't care. He still had few scars on his body. He didn't care. Assistant Liu sent the doctor away. Quan Yu leaned back on the sofa, closed his eyes, and finally relaxed his tense nerves. He thought of the extremely thin skin. The Su family all had a pair of skillful hands, so it was okay.

The mobile phone placed aside vibrated. When he opened WeChat, it was Su Mubai's message. His tone was urgent: "Third uncle, please look after Sangsang. We are on the way here."

His throat rolled: "Sang Sang."

It turns out that brother was calling Mu Bai.

After sitting for a while, he got up and went upstairs to rest.

When I passed by the door of the guest room, I saw the door that was not closed tightly. I took two steps forward and put my hand on the door lock and was about to close it tightly when I heard a faint sound.

After hesitating for a second, Quan Yu pushed the door open and walked in. Looking around, he saw a girl lying in the middle of the large bed, thin and thin, with long hair spread on the pillow like splashed ink.

A suppressed cry came from the bed. Without hesitation, he stepped forward and turned on the light.

She lay flat on her back, clutching the quilt with both hands, sweating profusely, and tears kept falling from the corners of her eyes and wet the pillow cover. She was not crying, but seemed to be suppressing it deliberately, making no sound, and her brows were knitted tightly. together.

She felt aggrieved, as if she had been greatly bullied. The veins on her slightly raised neck bulged, covered with a thin layer of sweat.

Thinking that she was frightened by the kidnapping, Quan Yu bent down and touched her forehead and called her name.

Looking at the person who had not woken up at all, he realized something was wrong. He saw her teeth clenching her lips and sinking into her flesh, bleeding. He pried open her teeth with one hand, and her index finger knuckle was bitten tightly by her.

His resolute brows furrowed, Quan Yu knelt on the bed with one leg, opened her jaw with his other hand, and took out his broken finger from between her teeth.

A low-pitched warning: "If you bite again, your teeth will be knocked out!"

As soon as he finished speaking, the man who was already in nightmare cried even more aggrievedly and was out of breath.

Quan Yu's brows were full of irritation and annoyance, but he had to coax him softly.

Recalling his previous experience of raising Jiang Xiannan, Quan Yu leaned over and took him into his arms.

One of his legs was still on the ground, so he leaned over and hugged her, his big palms wrapped around her back, and he patted her back stiffly, trying to keep his voice as low as possible to make him not look so cold: " Don't be afraid, Sangsang, Third Uncle is here."

"Don't be afraid"

The hand that was holding on to the quilt slowly loosened its grip, and grabbed the shirt of the person in front of him. His brows gradually relaxed as he said "Don't be afraid."

Tears kept overflowing from the corners of his eyes, and he cried in grievance: "Brother."

Watching her movements and expressions, he raised her chin with his calloused fingertips and said in a low voice, "Who are you calling?"

Only then did Quan Yu discover the clear fingerprints on her chin, which were his own. Her skin was really thin and fragile.

Looking down, the pinch marks on the neck, the strangulation marks on the wrists, the thin layer of skin, there will be marks with the slightest touch.

After a while, the frown between his eyebrows slowly relaxed, and the sobs gradually stopped. Seeing that she finally calmed down, Quan Yu let go of her and prepared to stand up, but was grabbed by his sleeve.

Looking down, his pale little face was full of uneasiness. With a low laugh, Quan Yu could only follow her movements and sit on the bed, his palms tightly held by her.

Tucking the hair from the corners of her eyes behind her ears, Quan Yu looked at her face: "Cat bastard, weren't you very arrogant just now?"

After another half hour, when he was sure that she was asleep, Quan Yu gently put her on the bed, sat on the edge of the bed and moved his numb hands and feet. Before, he felt that doing business was more difficult than his mission in the army. Now he feels that taking care of girls is harder than doing business.

He stood up, looking down at the person on the bed with a complicated expression.

How did Mu Bai take care of such a delicate ancestor? Offer it up?

Putting aside the messy thoughts in her head, she leaned forward and pulled the quilt to cover her. Because of the movement just now, the clothes on her right shoulder and arm slipped slightly, revealing her white shoulders and a jade-like collarbone. .

Only then did Quan Yu realize that her collarbone was stained with blood from his brow and had not been cleaned.

He stood up and got a wet towel, and gently wiped away the blood, revealing his original fair complexion.

He was about to put the towel on the cabinet aside, but he stared at the collarbone and stopped moving.

His deep and sharp eyes were motionless, bottomless and thrilling inside. Where his eyes fell was the exposed collarbone.

I saw a small cinnabar mole on the outer third of the clavicle on both sides, symmetrical to each other.

His breathing became rapid and heavy, and his movements seemed to be no longer under his control. His calloused fingers fell on the collar, and he slowly pulled it to the side, so that it could be seen more clearly.

The fingertips rubbed against the delicate skin, and the more they rubbed, the redder they became. The moment they were sure that it was real, Quan Yu stood up as if he had been stung by a bee and ran away.

After staying up all night, he stood on the balcony and smoked for a long time. He had no craving for cigarettes, but tonight, a person who was usually calm was confused.

He took an elective Chinese painting course in college, and the final assignment required them to draw a picture of a beautiful woman. In his painting, the woman stood upright and had two symmetrical cinnabar moles on her collarbone.

Quan Yu left before dawn. He had always controlled himself, and this time he would hide his unprecedented absurdity alone.

Cui Sanning woke up again, and the person guarding her was her brother.

I heard my brother nagging in my ears for a long time, how powerful this third uncle of the Quan family is.

She just looked out the window silently. It turned out that it was for her brother's sake that she wrongly blamed him.

His brother kept talking, but Cui Sanning didn't listen to anything. It seemed that what he said yesterday had offended him severely, otherwise he wouldn't have been able to leave overnight.