Translator: Lonelytree Editor: Millman97
Remember to change the bandage tomorrow morning. If there’s no obvious sign of infection, better keep the bandage on for another day.
Actually, now that I think about it, I’ll come check it for you tomorrow morning.
Also, I know you are obsessed with cleanliness, but you’d better not take a shower for the rest of the day.
Did you hear what I said…
Song Qingchun couldn’t help but raise her head when she got no reply from Su Zhinian. Her eyes met his, and he smiled at her.
The ‘or not’ that had reached her lips slid back down her throat.
He had beautiful eyes, his dark pupils as magnetic as black holes, pulling her gaze to fall into his eyes. It was as if she could lose herself in his gaze.
The atmosphere in the room tensed, and a sense of intimacy was unleashed. Su Zhinian’s smile on his lips slowly disappeared, and there was a rolling mist of carnal desire that blotted out his smiling eyes.
His breathing became heavy, and he leaned in closer to her face.
His breaths felt hot on her skin, causing her eyelashes to shiver uncontrollably. Her lips quivered from nervousness as she whispered his name.
Su Zhinian…
Hearing his name coming out of her lips stopped Su Zhinian. He closed his eyes and tried his best to suppress the carnal desire within him. After a while, he pulled his head, which was heading to her lips, away from her forcefully.
This wouldn’t have been the first time he had kissed her. Other than the two times he had gotten drunk and forced himself on her, the remaining times, the kiss was done when he had taken control of her consciousness. In other words, she had no recollection that he had even kissed her.
He almost lost control of himself and kissed her just now. It would have exposed the secret that he had been hiding in himself for so many years.
She continued to remain in a squatting position before him. The scent on her body kept assaulting his nostrils, causing the blood in his body to boil.
Afraid that he might lose control of his sanity, he removed his injured leg away from her face and rushed into the shower in a flustered motion.
…
Song Qingchun was frozen in her position. She mind was still stuck in the moment Su Zhinian leaned into her face.
For some reason, it reminded her of the kiss of life she had shared with her guardian angel who had saved her on the New Year’s Eve.
Even though Su Zhinian didn’t actually kiss her, the racing of her heart that she felt when he leaned in was very similar to the feeling she had felt that night.
How could two different people give her the same feeling, the same skipping of the heart?
This confirmed her suspicion that he was indeed the person she was looking for.
The door to the shower was pulled open, and Song Qingchun turned her head to look at the man who was exiting it.
As if surprised that Song Qingchun was still in his bedroom, Su Zhinian paused in his steps and stopped moving for a few seconds before continuing to head toward the sofa.
Song Qingchun slowly stood up from the floor, and her gaze remained fixed on his face. When he posited himself gracefully on the sofa, she opened her lips to ask,
Su Zhinian, have you had the experience of being blessed with a guardian angel who secretly protects you before?
