you are a star

The curtains in the utility room were drawn tightly, and a glimmer of light came in through the gap, faintly depicting the slightly raised outline of the bed.

Qiao Nan curled up on the bed and shivered all over, his closed eyes were wet, his brows were raised high, and he looked very painful.

His pale lips trembled, and he kept making indistinct sounds.

When she felt a big hand moving around her body, wrapping her tightly like a cold snake, she opened her eyes in panic and panted heavily.

However, when she saw a black fuzzy figure standing beside the bed, she was so frightened that her whole body went cold, and she cried out in a hoarse voice.

With a snap, the lights suddenly turned on, and Qiao Nan's extremely pale face appeared in Liang Feicheng's eyes.

Qiao Nan also recognized Liang Feicheng, her body trembled fiercely, like a frightened deer, she shrank back, opened a pair of red eyes, and said a few words on her pale lips : "Third Young Master, may I not...I'm a little tired..."

The voice is rough, not as soft as it used to be.

Liang Feicheng frowned, an indescribable emotion lingered in his heart.

No wonder she didn't go to the hospital. It turned out that she couldn't go out at all in her current condition.

However, in the next second, the panic and fear in Qiao Nan's eyes, the look that kept him away thousands of miles away, was like a gust of wind, blowing away all the emotions that were entrenched in his heart.

"Why are you pretending to be pitiful?" Liang Feicheng's voice was cold and cold.

Qiao Nan's bloodless lips trembled, and he said with a self-deprecating smile: "Even prostitutes have time to rest. Don't be in a hurry, Third Young Master. What I said definitely counts. I can do better after I recharge my batteries." Don't you serve?"

Her body was painful and hot, and when she laughed, the pain intensified a bit, and her vest was wet with sweat.

Liang Feicheng mocked: "Break time? MT's top card is not as expensive as yours!"

Qiao Nan's heart was stabbed by him. The moment she lowered her head, her eyes suddenly darkened. Liang Feicheng took a step forward, bent over and stretched out her hand. She froze in shock and suddenly looked up at him!
Liang Feicheng easily tore off the quilt covering her body, she retreated reflexively, and called out in a hoarse voice, "Don't—"

But she didn't have the strength to struggle at all. Liang Feicheng pulled her into his arms. Qiao Nan's bones and muscles seemed to have been dismantled and repacked, and he broke out in a cold sweat from the pain.

Liang Feicheng held her in his arms, his palms were wet with sweat, and it belonged to Qiao Nan.

He frowned slightly, pursed his thin lips, the person in his arms trembled uncontrollably, and the long black hair covered her side face.

Gritting his teeth, Qiao Nan said slowly, "Then I can only ask Third Young Master to be gentle."

Liang Feicheng's stern jaw line tightened, and his eyes narrowed.

She was wearing an old cotton nightgown from three years ago. In the past three years, she had grown taller and the skirt was very short. Liang Feicheng pushed up the hem of her skirt, revealing two fair and shapely legs and the He left imprints of varying sizes.

When he tore off Qiao Nan's underwear and saw her red and swollen wound, his breathing suddenly sank.

He saw bloodstains on the bed sheet last night, and then realized that his finger had accidentally scratched it. He never thought that those bloodstains also belonged to Qiao Nan.

Qiao Nan was shaking non-stop in pain. He could clearly feel Liang Feicheng's hand holding her slightly tightened, but he didn't make any further moves. He must have seen her wound.

Under such circumstances, any normal person would not continue, and Liang Feicheng would not be so perverted.

Whether it's embarrassment or other emotions, she doesn't want to be looked at by Liang Feicheng like this, and it's still with the lights on.

She is shameless...

The thin white and thin fingers slowly moved to the waist, trying to pull the skirt down, but Liang Feicheng grabbed it just as his hand touched the skirt!
Qiao Nan felt a chill down his spine, "I'm afraid I'll stain your eyes."

"You can speak eloquently, it doesn't seem too serious." Liang Feicheng let her go, but he put her back on the bed in a less violent manner than before, then straightened up and stopped looking at her.

Qiao Nan turned his head to look at the back of him leaving, his nasal cavity was sore, and his heart and eyes were numb and a little painful.

In the huge living room, the sound of the housekeeper instructing the servants to clean up the snow could be faintly heard. Liang Feicheng walked around the screen to the living room after leaving the utility room, and said to Xiao Jiu, "Get a gynecologist."

Xiao Jiu's dark face became hot, and her ears turned red.

After about three seconds of dullness, he realized that he had heard correctly, and hurried to make a call.

Xiao Jiu returned to the living room with his mobile phone, Liang Feicheng sat on the sofa, most of the cigarettes in his hand were burned, Xiao Jiu's expressionless face was black and red. Bring something here."

Liang Feicheng stretched out his hand to him, and Xiao Jiu quickly handed over the phone. Liang Feicheng raised his eyes and glanced at him. He understood, and quickly exited the living room.

Liang Feicheng raised his mobile phone, and said in a noble voice, "Tears, and fever."

……

"Spread your legs." The female doctor's voice was very gentle, and she patted Qiao Nan's shoulder lightly with one hand. It could be seen that the little girl was very nervous.

Qiao Nan was a little embarrassed and stiffened for a few seconds before slowly opening his legs.

The doctor shined a flashlight on her wound, frowned, turned around and put on disposable medical gloves, checked the wound, and said, "The wound is a bit long and needs stitches."

Qiao Nan's face suddenly turned pale, and he gritted his teeth and nodded.

The whole process can be said to be fast or slow. Qiao Nan still felt pain even though she was given anesthesia. When the doctor took off her gloves and took off the mask, she was already sweating profusely, her face the size of a slap was pale Bloodless.

The doctor looked at her, feeling compassionate as a woman, "It's not a serious problem, just rest for a few days and you'll be fine. Remember not to take a bath. Also, you need to strengthen your nutrition on weekdays. Seeing your complexion look so bad, you may It’s time to go to the hospital for a routine blood test to see if it’s anemia.”

The slender and curly eyelashes trembled slightly on the eyelids, and Qiao Nan lowered his eyes and hummed.

The doctor adjusted the speed of the drip, looked down, and saw that the person lying on the bed fell asleep in such a short time. It is conceivable that he had been holding on before.

How could such a beautiful girl commit such a crime?
She closed the door softly, walked to the living room, and said to Liang Feicheng who was sitting on the sofa: "I got three stitches, and I'm getting an IV right now, and I'm asleep now."

Liang Feicheng paused with the hand holding the cigarette, and the ash shook off, spilling it on the expensive and vintage carpet. He pursed the corners of his lips, and his voice was a little low: "Stitches?"

"Yes, the wound is a bit long and needs stitches." The doctor bowed his head and said.

If this was in the hospital, in her outpatient clinic, she would have already taught men a lesson. How much hatred would hurt a woman like this!
But the person in front of her was very noble. Although she couldn't confirm his identity, when the car that picked her up came in from the door, she clearly saw a gold-plated Liang character on the left side of the door.

She dare not scold such a person.