Chapter 153 The Policewoman's Sick Younger Brother (10)

Said to be crazy, but Xia Qiu still controlled his strength.

In the end, Xie Jue's lips were stained with blood, some were bitten by her, and some were stained with blood from her lips.

Deliberately lightly exerting strength, Xia Qiu collapsed in Xie Jue's arms, panting.

The delicate complexion turned white, and Xie Jue's forehead was covered with fine cold sweat. He took a breath and brought Xia Qiu to the bed, and stretched his hand to the white handkerchief.

"No! I don't want it! I don't want it!"

I don't know where the strength came from, Xia Qiu suddenly broke away from Xie Jue like crazy, turned and rushed out of bed, hiding in the other corner of the wall, holding his head and shivering.

"Little Jue, I'm good! Don't tie me up! Don't!"

Looking at Xia Yifei, who was like a frightened bird, just as Xie Jue took a step, she held her head and screamed again. The defensive and sharp attitude forced Xie Jue to stop.

"Feifei, I won't tie you up, you're tired, let's sleep together and wake up and be fine, okay?" Xie Jue said carefully.

He is such a patient himself, and probably no one knows how to relieve such a disease better than him.

He kept coaxing and coaxing in a low voice, Xie Jue kept comforting Xia Qiu, and his comfort gradually paid off. As if being bewitched, Xia Qiu, who was squatting in the corner, slowly lifted his guard and his expression slowly eased.

He walked over and hugged her.

It was obvious that Xia Qiu's body trembled. Xie Jue, who originally wanted to coax her and tied her to the bed, finally softened.

A woman in her twenties was held in his arms by him, looking at him helplessly and terrified like a child. Xie Jue only felt that her heart was full and was about to overflow, but she felt inexplicably sour.

"Be good, Feifei." Xie Jue lowered her voice, took Xia Qiu's hand, and slowly brought her to the bed.

He hugged Xia Qiu, just like she hugged him when he was a child.

The frightened woman was in his arms, hugging him like an octopus, Xie Jue turned off the light by the bedside, and Xia Qiu's face was pressed against his chest, feeling warm to the touch.

Jerky slapped Xia Qiu's back, the frightened woman seemed to be comforted, and fell asleep slowly and smoothly in his arms.

This feeling of being depended on and being given warmth... is really new and unfamiliar!

Xie Jue looked at Xia Qiu, who was holding onto his clothes. In the dark, he could only see the outline of her soft profile, but the ridiculousness bloomed a little in the bottom of his eyes.

Holding her in his arms, he also fell asleep.

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When I woke up the next day, Xia Qiu felt like he was tied up by Xie Jue again?

His body was imprisoned by something, and he couldn't even breathe.

It wasn't until she opened her eyes that Xie Jue's magnified and delicate face came into her eyes, and Xia Qiu didn't realize that the imprisonment she thought was probably because Xie Jue was holding her arm!

She woke up and he was still asleep.

A strand of messy hair fell on his forehead. Xie Jue's eyebrows were beautiful and the bridge of his nose was straight and straight. From a close distance, his young facial features looked really comfortable, so whenever he smiled in front of people, he saw Are people always unconsciously deceived by his smile, and then willing to enter his trap?

Fingers caressed Xie Jue's cheek unconsciously, Xia Qiu's eyes were a little distant, but Xie Jue was already awake here.

When he woke up, Xie Jue was also in a good mood. He held Xia Qiu's hand on his face and brought it to his lips, first holding the knuckle of Xia Qiu's index finger, and biting it lightly.

Released, looking at Xia Qiu, Xie Jue's smile was warm, "Fei Fei, do you still have a headache?"

He used a headache instead of asking about Xia Yifei's dispositional disorder.