Cannon Fodder: Forced Counterattack

The sky is getting warmer and warmer, and the sun has been shining brightly for many days, and it is clear.

As soon as the sun shone, the fog on Zhiyao Mountain faded a lot. Qingyou packed up early in the morning and waited in front of the main house. When the sky was not clear, the housekeeper came to inform her that Young Master Jing had ordered her to come this morning. Waiting, Qingyou couldn't help being happy when she thought that she would see Mr. Ao soon, but she heard that Mr. Ao was seriously injured and was unconscious all the time. Thinking about it this way, Qingyou felt a little sad.

The entangled emotions made her fingers involuntarily wrap around her sleeves, feeling a little anxious.

"Come on, prepare water."

A deep and hoarse voice came from inside the house—it was Young Master Jing, Qingyou hurriedly collected her thoughts, and replied, "Yes!"

Young Master Jing doesn't have many servants, but there are people in every place that needs to work, and they perform their duties.

Qingyou was led to recognize the land and people yesterday. She is smart, and she memorized them all at once. Now she is very familiar with driving.

After knocking on the door twice, she was let in inside. The furnishings in the room seemed simple, but the tables and chairs were extremely luxurious. Qingyou had been in the Jing family for many years and had seen a lot. She knew more or less about these precious things .

Lowering her head and not daring to look around, Qingyou walked in with a basin in her hand.

As soon as he walked in, Qingyou froze for a moment, there was an extremely sweet and extravagant smell in the room, Qingyou couldn't tell what it was, but it made people blush and heartbeat.

Just when it was strange, there was a muffled muffled sound from inside the room, and Qingyou suddenly became refreshed, it was Mr. Ao's voice.

but--

Isn't Mr. Ao unconscious?

With doubts, Qingyou stepped into the back room.

Frowning tightly, Mr. Ao, who was half asleep and half awake, was hugged by Young Master Jing who was sitting by the bed. His eyes and lips were red and swollen, his face was so pale that it seemed to be transparent. He was wearing pure white silk and satin. Undershirt, half-covered by a soft quilt, the exposed neck is covered with spots of red marks, and there are deep or shallow teeth marks, and there are circles of deep red on his white wrists. The traces are shocking to watch.

Qingyou's feet seemed to be nailed in place, she couldn't move no matter how hard she tried, she was shaking all over, the basin in her hand weighed as if it weighed tens of millions of catties, and she couldn't hold it anymore, It fell to the ground with a bang, the sound was extremely ear-piercing, but she ignored it.

Her gaze was fixed on the young man on the bed who used to have a dazzling smile and a gentle jade face, but now he was lying miserably in someone else's arms, with unresolved worries on his brows.

She is a maidservant who is ignorant of the world and has not read many books. Ao Ran taught her some of the words she knows, but no matter how young and ignorant she is, she also knows what is going on with those marks on Mr. Ao's body. The life of winking makes her sensible and precocious. She has never experienced many nasty things, but she has seen them before. Mr. Ao is like this, apparently last night, by Young Master Jing...

Qingyou didn't dare to think deeply, her hands were shaking, she didn't want to believe that this young man who was as bright as a warm sun was treated like this, and she didn't know whether he was voluntary or forced.

"Look at him again, I've gouged out your eyeballs!" The cold and cruel voice gave chills, "I can't do this well, so I don't need to do it again."

Qingyou hurriedly came to her senses, the warm water had already wet her shoes, and her feet were sinking a lot, she cared more about the person on the bed than those warnings.

Ao Ran's whole body hurts, there is a strange feeling in every part of his body, his eyelids are heavy, and his mind is full of those grotesque images that keep flashing through that he doesn't want to recall, despair, trembling, pain, There is no way for him to retreat, and he can't wait to die.

The sound of a heavy object falling to the ground really startled him like a frightened bird, but it also shattered those confused scenes. His eyelids were too heavy, but he still tried to open them. What caught his eyes was a slender girl, Ao Ran Squinting her eyes, the girl in front of her with a complicated expression and an unbelievable face was Qingyou.

In the next second, his expression was more terrified than Qingyou's. He cowered and wanted to hide himself. He didn't want anyone to see him in such a mess. The other party's expression clearly knew what happened between him and Jing Fan. What, he can still bear these things behind closed doors, but if everyone knows, he really wants to die.

Feeling his excitement, his whole body was stiff and still struggling, Jing Fan hurriedly hugged him and hugged him firmly, "Don't move around."

The strength of the opponent made him feel that all resistance was so powerless, as if he would never be able to escape this strong cage, despair made people crazy, and the emotions accumulated over the past few days burst out uncontrollably, Ao Ran bit Jing Fan hard. It seemed as if he was about to bite off a piece of meat in his hand, so hard that Jing Fan shrank his hand in pain, and the strength on his arm loosened a lot, Ao Ran took this opportunity to break free, turned around and pinched Jing Fan's neck, With a pair of despair, he roared in a hoarse voice, "Do you have to force me to death to be satisfied? Do you have to let me die to be happy? What did I do to you to make you treat me like this? You have already bullied me like this, what else do you want to do, let everyone know that you and I are like this...so...?" He couldn't say those words, his tears flowed down uncontrollably, big drops The big, red eyes are miserable and dazed, which makes people feel distressed.

Jing Fan was pinched by him, and he endured it silently without moving. His round nails sank into the flesh of his neck, but he couldn't feel the pain. In the end, the person who couldn't bear it and was helpless could only do his best. He liked him so much and wanted to give him the best, but it turned out that he was scarred a lot in the end.

Qingyou's tears fell at the same moment as Ao Ran's tears. The young man in white who she adores always has a bright smile. It turned out that there was such a painful time, she only enjoyed his tenderness and thought he was the sunshine, but never thought that he would also be in the dark, and would also have unspeakable sadness, and she never gave him any help.

Feeling the pain of suffocation, Jing Fan's voice was rough, "I didn't mean to insult you, she knows you well, I just want her to take care of you, you will be happier."

The explanation was extremely serious, without any perfunctory, Ao Ran felt powerless all over, all the strength he had just exerted seemed to dissipate in an instant at this moment, and he couldn't even grasp the other party's neck.

He was so sad that he couldn't control his gaffe.

Seeing him curled up and crying bitterly, Jing Fan's heart was pierced, and he gently embraced him, reaching out his hand to wipe away those tears for him, but his hand was scalding hot - it was burning badly!

Jing Fan suddenly became flustered, quickly put the person down, and comforted him, "Hey, lie down for a while, you have a fever, don't move around."

Ao Ran's consciousness was blurred, he looked at the people in a hurry in a trance, his eyes moved slightly, and saw Qingyou standing there crying, his hazy consciousness was also extremely complicated.

Sensing his gaze, Jing Fan took his pulse while coaxing, "It's my fault, if you don't want her to know, I'll kill her."

The fuzzy thoughts suddenly became clearer, and she grabbed Jing Fan's hand with the last bit of strength, "No, don't...don't kill her." She did nothing wrong.

The obsessive eyes made Jing Fan go crazy with jealousy, but he could only endure the killing intent and nodded obediently, "Don't kill, don't kill, don't kill if you say no, take a rest, you are too tired, I I will prescribe you medicine, the fever is too severe."

After comforting the man to relax, Jing Fan turned his head and glanced at Qingyou. He knew that this girl would not be here, and now it is neither killing nor staying.