As a result, before she could stand up, Si Moli's uninjured hand stretched out, wrapped around her waist, picked her up and lifted her up.

Turn around.

By the time Liang Nianhe came to his senses, she was already sitting on his lap.

"You -" she was speechless, "Si Moli, you are injured like this, what else do you want to do?"

"The hand is fine."

"Oh, why didn't that killer hurt both of your hands? Why did he leave one to make trouble here?"

Si Moli slowly approached her, and their noses touched lightly.

"No one wants to kill me," he said in a low voice, "I caused this injury myself."

Liang Nianhe's eyes widened: "What did you say?"

"Are you surprised?"

"Are you crazy? Self-mutilation?" Liang Nianhe asked, "You made such a long cut on yourself? You..."

She touched his forehead: "I don't have a fever. Why are you so nervous? Si Moli, you don't have depression, do you? You suddenly couldn't think about it at night? Then you suddenly thought about it again and called me over." ?”

The corners of Si Moli's lips curled up: "Without this wound, I would have lost my virginity long ago."

Liang Nianhe was confused.

Lost?

Men... can also lose their virginity?

What's the meaning? She didn't understand.

"This body of yours..." Liang Nianhe looked down at that part of his body, "I don't know how many women I have passed. How can I pretend to be innocent now and not lose my virginity?"

Si Moli frowned: "Who told you that I have had many women?"

"Is not it?"

"no!"

"Okay," Liang Nianhe curled his lips, "Pretend I didn't say anything."

No matter how many women he had, it had nothing to do with her.

only……

Hearing his firm denial, Liang Nianhe felt a little happy in his heart.

She was so happy that she didn't even know she was happy.

What is she happy about? Si Moli has fewer women than women!

Si Moli tightened his grip around her waist and moved his lips closer.

Liang Nianhe put his hands on his chest and leaned back: "You... don't come here again. You are injured now. Can you take a good rest?"

However, Si Moli was still approaching.

His lips brushed her cheek and finally landed on her earlobe.

"Listen to me, Liang Nianhe." Si Moli's Adam's apple rolled, "I was hit by a love potion, and a woman can take it away. In desperation, I broke the cup and cut myself, using the pain to keep myself awake. , let the medicine take effect temporarily... Do you understand?"

All his breath sprayed behind her ears, tickling her.

"I would rather get hurt than touch another woman. Because I only want you...you are my woman and my wife. My physical needs must be solved by you."

"I drove her away and called you over..."

Si Moli's voice became increasingly hoarse, and Liang Nianhe was frightened when he heard it.

That's it!

She saw the glass residue next to the blood. She thought it was something broken during the fight. It was normal, but she didn't expect...

The truth is so surprising!

"Then, then your medicine..." Liang Nianhe stammered, "You haven't taken it yet?"

"No solution."

"But you should be able to control it. After all, you are all..." She swallowed, "You are all hurt so badly."

Si Moli bit her earlobe gently and sucked it carefully: "I suppressed it originally, but when I saw you, the effect of the medicine started to take effect again."

No!

She is so unlucky!

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