Forced to become his stand-in wife

Ling Qiu nodded, and replied in a hoarse voice, I got it.

His eyes wandered, as if he was remembering something from a long time ago.

He was brought back to the Qin family's ancestral house when he was seven years old, and he met Qin Muyang. From then on, he only wanted to follow his ass around.

When he was 14 years old, he begged Mr. Qin to send him to Qin Muyang to take care of him. This care lasted for six years. He knew that Qin Muyang didn't like him, but he was still willing to take care of him. He was unwilling to go to the old man when he was bullied. Say a few words.

Because he thought, these are what he begged willingly, and he couldn't go back in such a mess if he begged for them.

Mr. Qin said a few more words of concern for him on the phone, and asked him to hang up the phone.

Sitting aside and watching, Qin Muyang noticed that Ling Qiu's eyes were a little red.

Afraid of being noticed by others, he lowered his head to cover up, his drooping and curly eyelashes trembled slightly, gently provoking his heart.

Qin Muyang hugged Ling Qiu onto his lap, wrapped his arms around his waist, and whispered in his ear: "I will listen to the old man and take good care of you in the future, so don't be sullen, okay?"

He obviously said it in a deliberative tone, but when these words came out of his mouth, they were always coercive, making people afraid to refuse.

"We are still the same as before. Be good, and we will be good. After the holiday, I will take you back to the ancestral house to see the old man."

Qin Muyang has the bottom line in his heart, even if Ling Qiu doesn't love him, but he has a love gu in him, so he can't completely reject him.

As long as he takes good care of him, he will treat him well, and he will not hit him casually like before.

Ling Qiu has no right to choose, he can only walk back step by step with him.

Ling Qiu is now like a little pet kept by Qin Muyang, he will do whatever he asks him to do.

Obedient, well-behaved and sensible, the same as before, but he doesn't talk much anymore, and doesn't look at him much anymore.

In the past, Ling Qiu would look straight at him, not to mention how disgusting that look was, but now that he didn't look at it, he felt a little unaccustomed to it, as if he had lost something important.

There was always a void in his heart that made him want to find something to fill it.

That night, he threw Ling Qiu, who hadn't recovered yet, onto the bed.

Seeing Ling Qiu crying with red eyes and shouting his name at the top of his voice, the insignificant void in his heart was finally filled.

Qin Muyang tossed and endured for a few months, and finally opened the meat.

At night, Ling Qiu was so noisy that he couldn't sleep, and he just passed out like this. The next day, Qin Muyang rolled over Ling Qiu's body to check.

Ling Qiu was lightly sleepy and woke up with a start. He shrank his body and looked at Qin Muyang timidly.

Qin Muyang said with concern: "Let me see if you are injured."

Ling Qiu's nerves were tense, and Qin Muyang forcibly turned over to check the wound.

Originally, he just wanted to check it normally, but after looking at it, Qin Muyang felt that it was coming again, and immediately pressed it down again.

After crying last night, Ling Qiu's eyes were a little swollen this morning, his eyes were dry and he couldn't shed tears, and his throat was also hoarse.Qin Muyang knew that he was suffering, but he couldn't control himself, so he kissed his hot eyelids, as if to coax him.After finishing, Qin Muyang thoughtfully wiped the sweat off Ling Qiu's body with a wet towel.

He firmly remembered what the doctor told him not to get wet with injuries.

Dr. Zhang said not to touch the water, but he didn't say not to have intercourse.