After being forced to be his husband's wife

A full moon hangs high in the sky, and the vast and endless night is dotted with sparse stars.

There was no light in the room. When Qiao Yuan woke up, he subconsciously put his hands under his body. When he realized what he touched, Qiao Yuan's expression suddenly changed.

The faint moonlight came in from the window, and when Qiao Yuan saw the man in front of him, he felt haunted.

Ning Xiuyuan's shoulders were numb, but he didn't want to disturb Qiao Yuan, so he didn't move.

Qiao Yuan got up, turned on the light in the living room, and saw that the sofa was full of messes, and the wound on Ning Xiuyuan's arm had scabbed over. He was wondering if there was a burglar at home, but he found that there were bruises in his fingers. It is dry blood.

Qiao Yuan's face turned red and then turned pale. Although he was annoyed by Ning Xiuyuan, it was not enough to...

Sensing his reaction, Ning Xiuyuan said, "Don't worry, I have rough skin and thick flesh, and I'll be fine in two days."

Qiao Yuan said coldly, "When have I ever worried about you?"

"...It's what you say it is."

"..." Hearing Ning Xiuyuan's tolerant expression, Qiao Yuan's face became even more ugly.

He found the medicine box in the house and handed it to Ning Xiuyuan.

"I'm alone, so it's not easy to deal with." Ning Xiuyuan took the medicine box over and looked at Qiao Yuan in embarrassment.

Qiao Yuan's face was full of indifference, "Find a way by yourself."

Afterwards, Qiao Yuan went to the bathroom. Ning Xiuyuan heard a sudden vibration in the air, and Qiao Yuan's movement of closing the door seemed to break the door.

Ning Xiuyuan: ...

Qiao Yuan squeezed a lot of hand sanitizer in his hand, then rubbed it into a foam, and washed the blood on his hands again and again, until his skin was rubbed and turned red, he was still not satisfied.

There were also some blood stains on his clothes, which looked very unsightly.

Not long after, Ning Xiuyuan heard the sound of water flowing from the bathroom.

Generally, when two people get along in a closed space, under what circumstances would they take a bath?

Ning Xiuyuan was a little distracted.

He injured his right hand, and his left arm is not very good at applying medicine, and it always applies crookedly.

Not long after, the door of the bathroom was opened, and a pleasant fragrance of bath liquid came out from inside. After Qiao Yuan washed his hair, water droplets dripped from the tip of his hair, slipped down his beautiful neck, and fell into his collarbone.

There was an open-fronted pajamas in the bathroom, and Qiao Yuan was barefoot, so he reluctantly took it because he didn't want to waste time getting slippers and pajamas.

Ning Xiuyuan was a little stunned, and swallowed his Adam's apple.

This look was too revealing. When Qiao Yuan noticed it, he went to the bedroom with a dark face, and when he came out, he was wearing a very conservative long dress and trousers.

Ning Xiuyuan was quite disappointed.

Qiao Yuan tried his best to maintain a good demeanor, "Can you go now?"

Ning Xiuyuan said, "I didn't drive here."

"..." Qiao Yuan clenched his fingers slightly.

In summer, there are always frequent thunderstorms. In a short while, I heard the sound of rainwater beating on the glass window, and there was a loud thunder outside, which clearly showed that there was no sign of rain before.

Qiao Yuan's body trembled slightly. At this time, he just wanted to wrap himself in the blanket.

Ning Xiuyuan said again, "It's not convenient to take a taxi now, and I didn't bring an umbrella."

Qiao Yuan frowned. Seeing that Ning Xiuyuan had already become ashamed, he said coldly, "Then you sleep on the sofa."

"Without a quilt, will I catch a cold?"

After finishing speaking, Qiao Yuan took out a quilt from the guest room and threw it on Ning Xiuyuan.

He didn't want to spend more time with this person for a moment.

Qiao Yuan went back to the bedroom, lay down on the bed, and wrapped his whole body tightly. From time to time, there was a "bang" in his ears, and the lightning seemed to split the world in two. At that moment, the dark night sky was as bright as daytime.

Everyone has their own weaknesses. Qiao Yuan has always disliked thunderstorms. The world is in chaos, so dark that people can't see hope.

The bedroom door was pushed open, Ning Xiuyuan said, "The quilt is too thick, change it to a thinner one."

As soon as he finished speaking, he saw the people curled up on the bed. The size of the bed was more than enough to sleep three people, but Qiao Yuan only occupied the farthest seat. For a moment, he seemed to see Cen Li, sleeping on the bed with him. When they are on the same bed, they only occupy such a small space.

Qiao Yuan wrapped his body in the quilt, but his hands were still cold. Ning Xiuyuan held Qiao Yuan's hand in his palm, as if he was afraid of scaring this person, and said softly, "Don't be afraid."

Qiao Yuan withdrew his hand in disgust, "Don't touch me if you haven't showered."

"..." After taking a shower, can I touch it?

Risking being struck by lightning, Ning Xiuyuan ran to the bathroom and took a quick shower to wash off the blood stains on his body. A scar is also a symbol of love.

Ning Xiuyuan consciously put on the pajamas that Qiao Yuan had replaced earlier. It was a bit small, but it didn't get in the way. It was better than being naked and being scolded as a hooligan.

Ning Xiuyuan returned to the bedroom and saw Qiao Yuan's face was as pale as paper, and a warm yellow light was turned on in the room. He lay down on the bed and hugged Qiao Yuan's back tightly.

North

冃.

Thunder and lightning flashed outside the window, but Qiao Yuan didn't push him away.

Now... both of them are awake, Qiao Yuan acquiesced in his hug for the first time.

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This chapter is quite sweet... the good days of the slag are not many...

The support of the crab fairies has made me full of motivation to update the article, there are many recommendation votes, and there will be an update on time at [-] o'clock tomorrow morning!An'an tonight ()