Chapter 238: Zhao Donghan is the only exception

She moved gently, and walked up to the sofa.
I saw the man lying there casually, wearing a long white bathrobe.
The belt on his waist was tied loosely.
The slightly opened collar reveals a Adam's apple, and the delicate collarbone is looming.
One arm is bent, resting under the head. The other hand hangs casually on the sofa.
Under the bright light, his Qingjun's face was slightly ruddy.
Two long eyebrows, jet black and thick. But his brows were locked tightly, and he seemed to have encountered some inexplicable trouble.
The long and narrow eyes closed gently. Long and dense eyelashes quietly cover the eyelids.
Two thin lips pressed together tightly.
The facial features are still pretty, the outline is clear, the face is beautiful and the eyebrows are picturesque.
The long body is half arched, the left leg is straightened, and the right knee is slightly curled up.
He just lay down quietly, motionless, as if he was a perfect sleeping man.
While he was asleep, Zhao Donghan no longer hesitated.
He bent down his petite and thin body, put his hands on his legs, and held his breath.
His eyes fell unscrupulously on his face and took a closer look.
At this moment, I still can't believe it.
She has always only paid attention to the connotation, how did she become obsessed with this one inexplicably?
Suddenly, I saw moisture in his hair.
She straightened up, her eyes narrowed.
This man, instead of checking his injuries, he ran to take a bath first!
I don't know if he accidentally touched water on his wound while taking a bath.
Zhao Donghan looked down and looked at his arm hanging on the sofa, his eyebrows were tight.
The blood didn't flow anymore, but on the back of his hand, the skin and flesh turned out in a few holes cut by the glass, making it hard to watch.
She stretched out her bare hand to hold the man's arm.
I want to pull it over to check the injury on his arm.
No, the moment his fingertips touched his skin, the man suddenly opened his eyes.
At the same time, with a move of the big hand, she quickly grabbed her slender fingers.
Even if his hand was injured, the strength was still amazing.
She struggled, and found that she couldn't escape.
The man stared at her with his eyes widened, his muscles tense, and he stared at her intently.
The slightly cold eyes, like the dark night sky, were deep and frightening.
In the pupils, the girl's beautiful face was reflected.
Originally, Mu Yichen was falling into a deep sleep. Suddenly he felt that someone was about to grab his arm, and immediately opened his eyes instinctively.
The brain was not fully awake, and in a daze, he saw that the girl in front of him was Zhao Donghan.
It turned out to be her, then it didn't matter.
So he settled down. His eyes narrowed slightly, letting go of his guard.
Mu Yichen hated the touch of women, including his mother and cousin.
He wasn't sure, it was considered a sickness, but he didn't plan to treat it.
When he was a child, although he was a little colder than other children, he was not as serious as he is now.
It has become like this since that happened.
It can be said that Zhao Donghan is the only exception.
Only when facing her can he get along with her like an ordinary man.
Mu Yichen himself is also very puzzled, unable to explain the reason.
He only knew that he would be inseparable from Zhao Donghan in his future life.
When other women touched him, he felt disgusting and disgusted; and when he saw Zhao Donghan, he wanted to rush to do bad things.
For example, strip her clothes naked, caress her whole body, and blend with her.
The difference is so huge that it makes no sense.
Before, when there were no women around, he didn't feel anything wrong.
Later, I met Zhao Donghan and opened the door to a new world.
After the first time, the marrow knew the taste, and he began to worry about the second and third time.
Until now, I can't quit.
She is like a delicate poppy, as long as she is contaminated, it will make him more and more addicted.
Therefore, Zhao Donghan has become his life-saving straw, a detoxification medicine, the candlelight in the dark night, and no one can replace it.
In this case, how could he let her go again?
In fact, he did not defend her because he believed that she would not harm himself.
Zhao Donghan gave him medicine by himself and stabbed him with a fruit knife.
Just now, I slapped him.
He kept her by his side, and she was obviously unwilling in her heart. Her hatred was always on her face, never deliberately suppressed.
He understood that she did not like him.
He knows better that if she catches the opportunity, or for the family she cares about, it is completely possible to do something against him again.
He was willing to take off guard in front of her, not because he trusted her not to do anything to himself, but because he felt that everything didn't matter.
What she said today struck him decently, physically and mentally.
He gave her his heart, what is his fate?
She despised his sincerity, if she was interested in his life, then she would take it away.
He is here, leave everything to her, let her dispose of it at will.
Based on this consideration, he did not get up, and no longer exerted his strength.
Seeing him suddenly opened his eyes and looking at him with cold eyes, Zhao Donghan was startled.
As soon as he was about to explain, the man suddenly let go of his hand and let her go.
Immediately, he closed his eyes again.
Since coming out of the shower, Mu Yichen felt a little uncomfortable.
The company's business has not yet been processed.
He wanted to lie down on the sofa for a while, then get up and do something.
Unexpectedly, I fell asleep.
At this moment, he still felt that his brain was groggy. The wound is burning and I feel weak. I really want to sleep.
He simply tilted his head and continued to fall asleep.
She was stunned for a few seconds, then pursed her lips.
Rubbing the pinched red wrist, secretly relieved.
This man's vigilance is too high, right?
He was clearly asleep, and his awareness of prevention was still so strong.
As soon as someone approached, he woke up.
No wonder, she would fail if she drugged him.
Putting his hand out again, holding his wrist.
This time, he did not resist.
She smoothly pulled her arm closer to herself and watched carefully.
The wound on his arm was even more shocking.
On the surface of those holes, yellow secretions were piled up, and the wounds were reddened, for fear of purulent infection.
The white fingers on his wrist trembled slightly.
Seeing this, she felt distressed and angry again.
This man is really getting better and better.
After the self-abuse, not only did he ignore the wound, but he dared to take a bath, and then fell asleep here unconsciously!
Doesn't he want this hand anymore?
She suddenly felt that the heat under her fingertips seemed a little abnormal. He turned his gaze back to his handsome face, only to realize that his face was not right, and it seemed to be too red.
Put the back of his hand on his forehead and tried it, and suddenly felt that the temperature on it was terribly hot.