Quickly wear the villain's sweet wife

Chapter 169 The Paranoid Boss He Doesn't Care (11)

After a long time, Si Jue seems to have changed it several times, staring narrowly at the canvas in front of him. In the painting, the woman's jade muscles are covered with scars, as if a few clouds with profound artistic conception have been added to fine porcelain.

Lifelike, it seems that you can feel the girl's helpless trembling.

Si Jue's thin red lips were drawn up, and the man's slender and straight legs were wrapped in loose slacks, and he walked towards Quan Nai.

The big palm avoided Quan Nai's injured place, and slowly picked her up.

Thin and cool lips were attached to her smooth forehead.

A very faint fragrance penetrated into the heart, and Quan Nai's white mouth trembled uncontrollably, and opened slightly.

"Good boy." Si Jue hugged her like a treasure handed down from generation to generation, with neither light nor heavy strength in his hands.

The man walked into the room and glanced at the open window.

Put Quan Nai on the soft bed.

Not even a waterbed.

Si Jue closed the window and drew the curtains.

Gently unbuttoned Kwon Nai's school uniform shirt with his fingertips.

Picking up the medicine box next to her, she gently dabbed the scars.

"Um……"

The soft cry of pain overflowed.

Quan Nai bit her lip, her prone body trembled slightly, her back was picturesque, her willow waist twisted slightly.

It seemed that the pain was unbearable.

Si Jue's deep eyes darkened a little, and the strength of his fingertips couldn't help but increase slightly.

Taking off Quan Nai's blindfold, his voice was flat, "It hurts?"

Quan Nai hadn't seen the light for a long time, but fortunately the light in the room wasn't too dazzling, his water eyes subconsciously narrowed, and after a while, they opened slowly.

The beautiful eyelashes fluttered like butterfly wings.

Quan Nai seemed unwilling to admit it, propped up his stiff body, looked back at him, "No."

Even if a pair of peerless fox eyes are soaked in pain, it is difficult to conceal the soul-stirring gleam of autumn water.

A bit of stubbornness is embellished like winter plum blossoms.

The bright eyes are good at gazing, and they are as bright as the moon.

Si Jue raised his eyes to meet Quan Nai's gaze, and was stunned for a few seconds.

The meaning of the uttered words is unknown.

He caressed the corners of Quan Nai's eyes, "Beautiful eyes."

I really want these eyes to remain as they are now.

His long fingers brushed restrainedly around her eyes.

The corner of the mouth slid over a beautiful arc.

"It's a pity that I don't need to wear blindfolds anymore."

Si Jue dipped some ointment and applied it to the injured corner of her eye.

Suddenly, the apex of my heart felt a little sour.

Collection, how can there be flaws?

His eyes flickered, his lips pursed slightly.

Today, he did not think carefully about things. A whip is a whip after all. Even if there is ointment on the wounds, it is inevitable that there will be no scars.

Thinking about it, the eyes gradually gathered haze.

Quan Nai raised his eyebrows and sat up slowly, wearing a thin gauze.

"Lu Chacha, Miss Lu." Si Jue sat by the bed, feeding her carefully.

Quan Nai's lips were moistened with white porridge, and his mouth, which gradually regained some color, opened and closed like a hamster, with surprise in his eyes.

"I heard he's a mentally ill patient." Si Jue passed it spoon by spoon as if nothing happened, but his eyes darkened a little when he saw Quan Nai's seductive lips.

"I... I don't know what you're talking about."

Quan Nai hesitated.

"I don't think it's nothing. Seeing is not believing, let alone just hearing."

Si Jue blew on the porridge in the spoon.

"The lunatic ran out for revenge. Unfortunately, he has no capital."

Quan Nai frowned, and one corner of his mouth was raised, adding flirtatiousness, "Mr. Si Jue, madmen can be of great use, especially...for people like you."

(End of this chapter)