"Fu Tingyuan, you say. What the hell is going on? ”

"You said you'd be distressed, wouldn't I be gone?" She looked at him with teary eyes, "Do you know what it's like for me to watch you come back covered in bruises every day?" I can't even pretend I can't see it, and if you're hurt like this, what the hell am I going to do to turn a blind eye? ”

Fu Tingyuan looked at her, raised his hand and stroked her face, his voice was low and soft: "Chu Chu, if I tell you that because you are here, I will be injured." In that case, would you like to go back to England? ”

Luo Nanchu was stunned, looked at him blankly, and only after a while did he squirm his lips and whispered: "Lie ......"

Fu Tingyuan lowered his eyes to look at her tears, held her little face with both hands and wiped the corners of her eyes, his voice was not hurried, as if he was narrating an inconsequential matter: "This is the price I paid for leaving you." Since I promised you to let you stay, I will protect you no matter what happens. If one day you can't stand this kind of place, then tell me and I'll send you back. ”

"Protect me...... Will it hurt? ”

"I can't say that." He smiled, "It's because I want to be with you, this injury will heal soon, you don't have to worry too much." ”

In fact, in the end, he hoped that she would stay.

Every minute and every second. It's okay for a day and a night. Even a moment together is good.

I like her so much, I like her so much that I lose my mind.

Naturally, he knew that sending her back was the best choice, and if he was tough enough to send her back, then Luo Nanchu would have no way to stay no matter what he said.

The essence of this matter, in the final analysis, is that he is unwilling.

I know it won't last long, but I still hope to be with her before we part.

For this reason, even if she is embarrassed, or accepts Nero's threats, as long as Luo Nanchu is unwilling to go, he can always protect her.

Such selfishness is ridiculous when it comes out of his mouth, so he will never say it.

"Liar." Luo Nanchu cried suddenly, "How can it be that it will get better soon." Such a serious injury......"

"It's just flesh wounds." He reached out and hugged her, "Okay, stop crying." The medicine box is there, bring it and help me with the medicine. ”

Luo Nanchu raised his head, looked at the scars on Fu Tingyuan's face, then lowered his head and sniffed lightly, walked to the edge of the windowsill and took the medicine box that Fu Tingyuan had placed there.

She carefully applied the ointment to his eyebrow bones and lips, and helped him to apply the wounds on his face before she said in a low voice, "Take off your clothes." ”

Fu Tingyuan took the ointment and said to her, "I can apply it myself." You go to rest. ”

"Take your shirt off." She looked at him stubbornly with the ointment in her hand.

Fu Tingyuan looked at her expression, then sighed lowly, and lowered his head to unbutton his shirt.

On his right shoulder bone, there was a bruise and redness, and the color was almost black.

From that piece to the back, it's all black.

It was like being hit hard by something heavy, and the color was shocking.

No wonder she bumped him lightly just now, causing him to gasp in pain.

Such a serious injury made Luo Nanchu's originally stopped tears suddenly gushed out again.

She raised her hand and grabbed his neck, lying in his arms, crying bitterly: "Fu Tingyuan...... Whatever happens, let's get out of here. ”

She was afraid that one day, he would be beaten to death.