Forced to become his stand-in wife

Qiao Ying's eyes dimmed, and she glanced at other places, pretending not to see it.

The more he pretended to be nonchalant on the surface, the more sincere and fearful he became in his heart. With the hickey marks on Ling Qiu's body, he understood what Qin Muyang was doing for an hour and a half.

Qin Muyang carried Ling Qiu upstairs to give him a bath. He didn't clean up his body, and he was afraid that he would get sick and have a stomachache the next day.

Qiao Ying followed closely, saw him enter the bathroom to turn on the water and asked, "Mu Yang, what are you doing?"

"Give him a bath, he's sweating, and he'll get sick if he doesn't wash."

Qiao Ying gritted her teeth and asked, "You bathe him? He's just a servant, do you need to bathe him?"

Qin Muyang turned around and saw that his face was stiff, and asked him: "What, are you jealous?"

Qin Muyang's indifferent attitude undoubtedly added fuel to Qiao Ying's heart.

Qin Muyang got up and came to Qiao Ying, squeezed his hand, and coaxed in a low voice: "I have you now, are you still afraid that I will touch other people? Besides, what is Ling Qiu? I just give him a shower and nothing else, he is the only servant left at home, if he gets sick, who will cook and who will take care of you, don’t you think so?”

Qiao Ying and Qin Muyang had known each other for so many years, he knew this person well, and decided that it would be useless for anyone to stop him from what he was going to do.

But he still couldn't stand it, Qin Muyang repeated perfunctory and coaxed him.

Qin Muyang pushed Qiao Ying's shoulders and took him out, "You should also take a shower, your whole body is sweaty after playing all day."

Qiao Ying kept silent, and reluctantly curled her lips after being silent for a while, "Come to my room after you give him a bath."

After he finished speaking, he turned and left, leaving Qin Muyang with a puzzled expression on his face.

Back in the room, Qiao Ying immediately put away the smile on her face, suddenly grabbed the pillow and threw it on the ground, her eyes were dark, "Ling Qiu, I won't let you go!"

After Qiao Ying returned to the bedroom, Qin Muyang picked up Ling Qiu who was lying on the bed and took off his clothes. Under the clothes, his body was covered with red tooth marks and hickey marks all over his neck. Zizi's traces are just an eyesore.

Qin Muyang never thinks about propriety when doing things, let alone the consequences, and only after he finishes doing things does he realize that he has acted a little cruelly.

There was a little bit of guilt in his heart, but he never apologized to Ling Qiu, Ling Qiu was used to being patient by his side, and he was also used to giving in to him, gradually his little sense of guilt disappeared.

Ling Qiu was not completely dizzy, he felt in a daze that he was being carried into the hot water and soaked in hot water, and then he was carried up again not long after, and he was put on the bed without any clothes on.

Ling Qiu could only feel his consciousness sinking uncontrollably, and gradually fell into a deep sleep.

Ling Qiu lay down all night, and woke up the next day feeling that his body was disintegrated, there was no pain anywhere, it felt like it was difficult to even amputate his fingers.

He rolled his dry eyes and looked around with dull eyes.

At this moment, the sound of opening the door came from the ear, and a magnetic voice rang in the ear.

"Ling Qiu, you're awake."

Ling Qiu turned his head and watched Qin Muyang walk over, he opened his mouth, his throat was burning with pain.

Qin Muyang walked over and stretched out his hand familiarly to touch Ling Qiu's forehead, the temperature was normal without fever.

Ling Qiu recalled what happened yesterday, and felt that Qin Muyang's hand on his forehead was like a knife resting on his head.

Make him afraid and let him despair, he has nothing but these two emotions, no resentment, no anger, not even a trace of resentment against him, Qin Muyang, this person, finally exhausted all his love , now only the initial fear and bottomless despair remain.

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