Without a moment of hesitation, Mu Tianyang stepped into the bathtub, sat face to face with her, carried her to her lap, and let her sit down against her hardness.

"Ah..." Wan Qing moaned until the emptiness was filled, and finally sighed with satisfaction.

She supported her hands on his shoulders and started moving by herself.

Mu Tianyang asked her to lie down and coaxed her, "Be good, be gentle, don't affect me to treat your wound."

Wan Qing felt a little aggrieved and a little tolerant. She lay obediently, her buttocks kept rising and falling. Mu Tianyang gritted his teeth, his face fluttering frequently, and he couldn't stand the torture of the soul. But he still held back and bandaged her wounds before hugging her tightly and exercising vigorously.

He deliberately made her ruthlessly let her ejaculate quickly. While her desires did not come again, he seized the time to clean her up, then carried her back to the bed, and began to sleeplessly all night long...

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Wanqing woke up, her whole body was weak and weak, her mouth was dry, and she could only look at the ceiling with her eyes open. After a long time, she gasped in horror. Was the crazy and proactive woman she last night?

She actually begged Mu Tianyang to love him, and she said everything she said!

She wanted to sit up, but accidentally touched the wound on her hand and fell down again.

"Awaken?" Mu Tianyang dragged the coffee table to work by the bed in order to take care of her. He heard her voice and hurriedly turned around. He was wearing a white shirt with a touch of bruise in his eyes. He was too tired last night and he had just woken up. He helped her up and brought a glass of clear water to her mouth: "Drink slowly, you're a little dehydrated."

Last night, almost once, he fed her a large glass of water. But now, her lips are still dry.

Wan Qing took a few sips and felt her throat felt much more comfortable, so she wanted to hold it on her own. As a result, she was stopped by Mu Tianyang: "Your hands are injured, don't move these two days."

After feeding Wanqing two glasses of water, he fed Wanqing to drink porridge, and then took out a few pills to her: "You have a cold, eat this."

Wan Qing was stunned for a moment, thinking that he would not harm him, so she ate it.

In fact, after he got up, he called her a doctor, and these medicines were all prescribed by the doctor. Even the wound on her hand was retreated.

Wan Qing lay in bed for two days and recovered almost the same mental state, but she didn't dare to move her hands.

Mu Tianyang has been at home these two days. Since she woke up, he has stopped beside the bed and returned to the study to handle his business. Wanqing recalled every bit of that day. No matter how he looked at him before, he was at least very grateful to him this time.

She looked at her hands and remembered the way she bandaged herself that day. Compared to the charming appearance she appeared after Chinese medicine, he seemed to be more concerned about his injuries.

She thought he would definitely take the opportunity to humiliate her. After all, she used to be like a chaste woman, but she was like a slut that day. But after doing so many times, he never said a foul word from beginning to end. Even after waking up, he did not mention the incident that day, as if it had never happened, as if... he had not seen her let go.

This is the best care for her.

Wan Qing recalled the recent little things and didn't dare to guess what he was thinking about him. But this time, she should thank him well.

She walked out of the room and took a lot of effort to open the door. She walked to the study room and looked at her hands. She probably had no strength to twist the door handle. After thinking for a while, she lifted her feet and kicked the door.

"Come in."

She bit her lip and kicked her again.

Mu Tianyang was stunned, turned the chair and looked at the door. He was stunned for a second, jumped up suddenly, ran over and opened the door.

Wan Qing lowered her head and stared at her hands wrapped in gauze.

"Come in." Mu Tianyang said, turning back to his seat.

Wan Qing closed the door and walked to him: "That... thank you, thank you."

He paused, carried her to his lap, and kissed her in her ear: "What else is there to feel uncomfortable?"

“It’s much better.”

"Hold your hands well," said Mu Tianyang.

"Um."

After two minutes of silence, Mu Tianyang shook his mouse: "Watch a movie?"

Wan Qing shook her head and turned her head to look at him: "I...I want to go home."

"Your hands are not getting better yet." Mu Tianyang was very calm and did not mean to object to her. "Is your mother at work? How can you take care of yourself when you are alone at home?"

Wan Qing shook her head: "Tomorrow is Lantern Festival, she will go back. She will go to school in two days, I will be careful."

Mu Tianyang thought for a moment and said, "Then you go back. The clothes you wore that day were in the closet, remember to change them."

"Yeah." Wan Qing came down from his lap and hesitated for a moment, "Is that bet... still counting?"

"Forget it." Mu Tianyang lowered his head and typing on the keyboard. She couldn't understand the line chart on the screen. "I didn't do anything to you last time, this time it was an accident... Be careful in the future. I don't have time to save you every time."

Wan Qing suffocated for a moment and suddenly fled in panic. When she ran to the door, Mu Tianyang suddenly shouted: "Wait!"

Wan Qing stopped and looked back at him.

He came over and opened the door for her: "What should I do to clean up? Let's ask Zhang Ma to help you."

"Um."

"Who drugged you?"

Wan Qing was stunned and looked up at him.

"Who is it?" he asked.

She suddenly laughed: "You won't believe it..."

"Tell me, look."

"Your fiancée." She said softly, turning away without looking at his expression.

Wanqing changed her clothes, picked up the washed gloves and put them on, and suddenly smiled. The gloves just covered the gauze. As long as she didn't take off the gloves in front of her mother, she wouldn't find out. In less than a day, she could hide it from it.

She looked at herself in the mirror. Although she had experienced a thrilling sensation, the food was well eaten these two days, and the blood on her face was repaired. It looked similar to when she went out that day. Oops! Her book!

She sighed, forget it, it's just a textbook for the second year of high school, so I'd just read it with Tianxue.

Walking out of the room, she looked at the direction of the study and walked slowly over, trying to tell him that she was leaving. She lifted her feet and was about to knock on the door, but suddenly she slowly put it down again.

He helped her this time, but what about the past? It was him who ruined her life! No matter what he is now or in the future, he cannot change the fact that he is the culprit and a demon!

Wan Qing turned around and left, her heart full of resentment. She will definitely leave! One day, she will escape from his control!

She went downstairs and didn't see it, and the door of the study opened a crack.

Mu Tianyang stood there, watching her disappear quietly. Until the sound of the engine also disappeared, he knew that she had left and was willing to stay for even one more day.

Her mother will not come back tomorrow afternoon, right? She can’t wait until noon tomorrow before leaving?

Haha… He chuckled, closed the door, leaning against the door panel in pain.

No one can hurt her for nothing, including himself. Not getting her love is the punishment he received.
Chapter completed!