Second Master, Madam, she is planning to kill someone again!

Chapter 640 Give everything to his little rose

Shen Xiujin endured it until the medicine took effect, and the severe pain in his body was finally not so unbearable... He slowly got up from the ground.

The tall figure was like a dangerous building. He was walking precariously towards the sofa. He tripped on something under his feet and fell down suddenly.

The next second, he heard Su Qiao's nervous voice.

"Ajin!"

Shen Xiujin's first reaction was not to look back, but to hide.

He turned his face away in embarrassment.

"Get out... be good." Shen Xiujin's voice was hoarse, almost pleading, "Xiao Qiao, don't look at me..."

He got up from the ground in a panic, and walked forward unsteadily with his back to her. The road under his feet was hollow, and the furniture around him seemed to be alive. His twisted face was mocking his humble and pitiful appearance at the moment...

No, he couldn't make her annoying!

"Can't...can't make her hate..."

Shen Xiujin murmured and stumbled forward, trying to find a deserted corner to hide.

As long as you hide it, you won't be seen by her...

"Shen Xiujin!" Su Qiao hugged him tightly from behind, tears welling up in her eyes, but Shen Xiujin resisted. She hugged him tighter, even trying to transfer his pain to herself.

"Ajin, it's okay. I won't hate you, I will never hate you!" Su Qiao's heart ached, and she tasted her own tears, so bitter.

Shen Xiujin is like a complex of contradictions, he is proud but extremely humble.

She looks so powerful that she is invincible, but her core is so fragile that it will break when she hears her voice...

She suddenly realized that if one day... Su Qiao wanted to kill Shen Xiujin, it would be easy.

"..."

Shen Xiujin finally stopped struggling. He slowly turned around and saw her tear-stained face, looking panicked, like a child who had done something wrong.

"Xiao Qiao..." He raised his hand to wipe her tears awkwardly. Until this moment, he had tried to hide it from her, "I, I just had a stomachache... I'm going to take medicine now. Don't cry... "

Su Qiao's tears fell even more fiercely, but she tried her best to smile and accompany him in the clumsy performance.

"I know... I know..." She held on to him tightly, preventing him from moving. "You go sit on the sofa and I will get you some medicine."

Su Qiao helped Shen Xiujin to the sofa, while she poured water and skillfully took stomach medicine from the cabinet.

She watched him swallow the pills, his dark eyes following her uneasily.

Su Qiao saw the bloody wound on the back of his hand. She got the medical kit, squatted next to him, and gently and attentively cleaned his wound.

"It will hurt a little, please bear with it." She gently blew on his wound, disinfected it, and applied medicine.

Shen Xiujin didn't care about the pain.

He stared at her closely, saw her frowning in pain, and whispered: "It seems that you are always hurt after knowing me..."

There was uncontrollable self-blame in his tone, and the tears that had just been stopped in the next second were about to fall again.

Shen Xiujin couldn't stand her tears.

"Don't cry..."

His warm fingertips brushed the ends of her eyes, and her eyes, which were red from crying, made him feel distressed and could easily arouse the badness of his desire.

Shen Xiujin held her chin restrainedly with his big hand, and Su Qiao was forced to raise her face, staring at her with water-colored eyes. Shen Xiujin frowned, and her Adam's apple rolled imperceptibly.

He leaned forward and kissed her.

"It wasn't you who made me hurt..." He kissed her softly and lovingly and murmured, "It was you who made me live."

Before she appeared, he was used to pain, and even enjoyed the pain masochistically, pursuing the ultimate excitement... killing and blood would excite him.

It was his little rose that pulled him out, from the bloody gutter, and pulled him into the sun...

She kept him alive.

And the living Shen Xiujin is willing to give everything for his little rose...