"Obedient, I'll take you home!" he ran one hand under her armpit and the other through the crook of her leg, and picked her up without much force.

Xia Yucheng's head was dizzy, and he fell weakly into Feng Hao's arms. She wanted to struggle, she couldn't do it, she wanted to escape, but there was nowhere to run. She was physically and mentally exhausted, she was really tired, so she had to leave it to him.

"If the contract is not over, you don't count!" Feng Hao's firm voice was irresistible. All the beginnings and the ends, he has to be willing.

Silently, she pressed her face to the hem of his robe, listening to the heartbeat that reassured her and breathing in the breath that made her nostalgic.

Feng Hao quickly climbed the stairs, a violent expression flashed on his handsome face, how could his woman, how could she let others bully him when he wasn't paying attention?

……

got into the car, Feng Hao didn't let go of her, and kept holding her in his arms with a solemn expression.

"Does it hurt?" he asked lovingly, looking down at the little woman lying on his chest. Her expression was dull, pitiful, and she shrugged her little head, like a lost child who no one cared for. He couldn't see her like this, he just wanted her delicate little face, always with a bright smile.

"It's better!"

Actually, she was still in pain, but she was afraid of the man's attitude, afraid that he would be angry with her mother.

"It's my mother!" she added in a low voice, "I...... Don't blame her!"

That was the mother who gave birth to her and raised her, even if she was so right, she couldn't give an eye for an eye or a tooth for a tooth. It's just that every time her mother blames her and beats and scolds her, she is the most painful.

She often thought that her mother could poke her heart better than Gu Shaoyang. Because, she doesn't care about Gu Shaoyang, but she cares about her mother very much.

"I know, it hurts, don't talk!" Of course, Feng Hao knew that it was her mother who bullied her, and he had already learned from Shang Mengwan what had happened. If the person who hurt her hadn't been her mother, she might have ended up miserable at this time!

His hand subconsciously comforted her and stroked her head, but she snorted, looking very uncomfortable.

Feng Hao's heart tightened, his fingertips ran through her hair, touched the inside of her hair, and the feeling of his fingers being entwined between his wrong hands made him feel that something was wrong.

When she raised her hand, she saw that her slender five fingers were messily wrapped around her black hair, detached from her head. The deep black color stimulated his already difficult feelings.

"Are you sure, that's your own mother?" he asked in a deep voice, there are few such ruthless mothers in this world!

She was sad enough, but she still replied in a hoarse voice: "It's all my fault, in fact, my mother used to love me very much! But ......"

She has always remembered clearly in her memory that her mother ten years ago was kind and kind, and cared for and loved her very much. It's just that after that rainy night ten years ago, it seems that everything has changed.

"Shut up!" he couldn't take it anymore and stopped her.

That's her own mother, she can not care, but it doesn't mean that he can do nothing.

……

Back at the villa, Feng Hao carried her straight into the bathroom of the master bedroom, where he had to help her clean up before applying the ointment.

Placing her on the edge of the shower room, he took off her crumpled and wet blazer, and threw it into the rattan basket in the corner. Then, he rolled up his sleeves and opened the hose.

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