Chapter 221: : Don't be afraid, I am with you

Outside the house, Qiuchi and Mingyue were a little flustered listening to Chen Xiangwan's suppressed cry in the inner room, but they didn't know what to do.
Mingyue was a little anxious, "Qiuchi, you have always been the most minded. Auntie is obviously wrong today. Isn't she over-stimulated in this emotion? What shall we do? Just stare at me? Auntie is such a good master, I I never thought about it before. Now she has something, but I can't help. Qiuchi, think about it."
Qiuchi was also upset now.
Being urged by her is even more annoying. "I said you don't make trouble, we can only watch this matter now. What can be done, we don't have to wait until my aunt comes out."
"Oh, I haven't been there for too long, right? What can you encounter? Ah, Qiuchi, do you think the aunt... will she lose her body? Otherwise, how could she be so disgusted with her performance today? Did we touch her?"
Qiu Chi also thought of the scene where Chen Xiangwan had been reluctant to touch her after coming back today. Even if it was touching, she was trembling.
Thinking of this, Qiu Chi's complexion also followed the white. "This... don't guess."
"The son."
Mingyue originally wanted to say something, but she didn't think about turning around this time, she saw Murong Xiude walking here with an ugly expression.
Qiuchi also knelt in shock, "Master."
Murong Xiude waved his hand, "You leave here, I will go in and see Wan'er."
"It's the son."
With him, Qiuchi Mingyue quickly left with a crisp sound.
He tapped on the door Fei, but there was no movement in the inner room. On the contrary, there was Chen Xiangwan's uncontrolled crying. This mentality was crying with panic, and the heart of Murong Xiude who listened to it became a ball.
He turned around and walked to the window. After opening the window and crawling in from there, he saw Chen Xiangwan still hugging and crying in sorrow.
"Wan'er..." Murong Xiude felt distressed when he gently hugged her in his arms.
The body in his arms trembled. Soon it sank in the water, "Get out."
"Wan'er, it's me, not afraid, you still have me."
Murong Xiude did not leave, but hugged her tighter.
"I'll speak out."
The disgusted one shouted again with the sound of not being beaked. Murong Xiude's brows were gloomy, but in the end, he stood aside obediently, "Wan'er..."
"I said... go out." At this moment, the last thing Chen Xiangwan wanted to face was Xiao Jiu and Xiao Qi. All the relatives who care about her in life, don't want them to appear in front of them at this moment.
"Wan'er, I want to tell you one of my secrets, one thing that I didn't want to disclose when I was young."
"Go out, you go out."
Finally, Chen Xiangwan said angrily.
She turned around, her dark pupils were filled with anger, and water followed.
But the long-standing young man stood there indifferently, ignoring her mature and slender body, and lowered her head slightly, and whispered something from that year.
"Once, I was alone in the backyard, and then there was a mother with me.
I thought that I could keep growing like this. However, one day a middle-aged man came to our Jiaochi Garden. He said he was here to manage our place, so both mother and I have to listen to him.
At the beginning, he looked at me with weird eyes. But talking to me is very gentle. I am naturally alert, but still afraid of him.
So every time he coaxes me to eat, I will run away. One day, I was still watching the swimming fish in the yard, but he was carried into his yard. "
Chen Xiangwan, who had been scolding all the time, stopped screaming in a rare moment. Instead, he stared strangely at the man who was showered by himself.
He looked straight ahead.
The cold voice said the old things.
"When I was pressed by him on that table, he forcibly took off my pants, and he put a finger in the moment..."
"No... Xiao Jiu, stop talking, please, stop talking. My Xiao Jiu..."
Chen Xiang was panicked.
She jumped out of the bathtub, and she hugged Murong Xiude, who was still shaking, but hissing wildly.
"Don’t say it, please, don’t say it again. Xiao Jiu, you have me, you have me, I am with you, and we will always be together. That's just a dream, that's just a dream you did when you were young. It’s just an unpleasant dream."
She ran through his armpits, circling him tightly, constantly rubbing her head against his face, his nose, and his facial features.
Feeling his cold breath, but using his body temperature to warm him, and let him know her existence.
Finally, the boy was brought back by her body temperature.
He was hungry and kissed naturally with crazy comfort.
When she was supported by him by the tub and endured his crazy kisses, she had only one thought: Xiao Jiu, you can be fine.
For a long time, my lips are divided.
Murong Xiude panted heavily on the shoulders of the young lady.
He fingered her long hair, raised his head, slowly opened his eyes and looked at her carefully.
At this moment, she was a little confused by the kiss, her eyes narrowed slightly.
His red lips are also slightly swollen, the kind of peculiar marks after being kissed, and a little blood, which makes him frown.
"Why are you so stupid!" Knowing that I was out of control, I still didn't dodge or hide.
The man's face like a demon burst into a drowning smile, "As long as you are good, everything is good." As long as you are good, it doesn't matter what I do.
Such an innocent and silly Xiao Jiu made Chen Xiangwan's nose sore. She clasped his fingers a little bit, "You are not allowed to hurt yourself like this in the future, okay?"
She tilted her head, a lock of damp hair still stuck to her face, and her long eyelashes blinked, as if a feather was touching her heart.
Murong Xiude's hands were itchy, followed by gently pulling away the lock of hair, leaning over to kiss.
"Xiao Wan'er, don't hurt yourself like this again in the future. I'd rather you vent it than stay alone like this. Because I have suffered and don't want you to try again."
When it comes to suffering, Chen Xiang's heart is like a needle, "Xiao Jiu, don't feel sad."
"Waner..."
He suddenly turned around, not daring to look at her blooming face like a flower. "Do you know how……"
"will not."
Chen Xiangwan hugged him tightly and pressed her face against his back. "My Xiao Jiu is always so clean and beautiful. In my heart, no one in this world can have Xiao Jiu so beautiful and clean."
The man clenched his fist.
He raised his head and tried to look at the roof.
There was only wood on it, but he looked a little fuzzy.
Chen Xiangwan clasped him tightly, for fear that he would just run away.
"Xiao Jiu, Xiao Jiu, don't be afraid, we don't want to forget the things that have passed. From now on, you are only me, and I only have you. Both of us... are dirty."
Even if they think each other is the cleanest.
The cruel fact is the fact, even if you choose not to believe it, it still happened.
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