When Xiao Qiao was stunned, Wei Shao suddenly bent down, raised his hand to support his waist and abdomen, frowned slightly, and showed a look of pain on his face.

Xiao Qiao was shocked and hurriedly went up and supported him. Just as he was about to call someone in, Wei Shao held his wrist back.

"Don't let anyone know!" Wei Shao said, "It was only a matter of worry when it was passed on to my grandmother and my mother. Besides, I was fine, it was just a few skin injuries. You can help me with it."

Xiao Qiao looked at him. His eyes then fell on his bruised forehead, broken lips, and blood-cuckled back of his hands. He let out a breath slowly.

...

In addition to being injured, his clothes were covered with mud and grass, and he looked like he had just rolled in the ground.

Xiao Qiao first took him into the bathroom to take a shower and let him sit on the couch. Seeing that the thorn on his forehead began to slowly seep blood again, he took a cleansing handkerchief and raised his hand to rub it gently.

Wei Shao let out a slight "hiss", frowned and grinned, as if it hurts very much.

Xiao Qiao's hand stopped immediately: "I'm clumsy and afraid I'll hurt you. I'll let Chunniang come in..."

Wei Shao immediately shook his head: "I can hold it back."

A not-so-shallow hole was cracked on the back of his right hand, as if it was scratched by a stone. After washing the wound, it looked a little shocking.

Xiao Qiao carefully applied medicine to him and then wrapped it with a bandage.

"Does it hurt?" she asked him.

Wei Shao sat quietly, looked at her with his eyes, shook his head. Suddenly, he raised his left hand, which was not injured, and gently wrapped around her waist like a little tentatively.

Xiao Qiao glanced at him and did not stop him. He took the jade stick and picked some swelling and bleeding-relieving medicine, and continued to gently apply it to the injured area on his forehead and lips, and rub it gently.

His palm pressed against her waist, rubbed it through the clothes a few times, slightly closed his arms, and Xiao Qiao fell to his legs.

"Your neck has also been broken, and you haven't wiped it yet..."

Xiao Qiao struggled a little and wanted to stand up.

"Don't move."

Wei Shaodao.

Xiao Qiao stopped moving.

Wei Shao took off the little jade stick from her hand, leaned towards her, and gently rubbed her soft face on one side of her cheek.

Before he came back, she had just finished taking a shower. Her whole body was still filled with a fresh and sweet fragrance.

Wei Shao closed his eyes and sniffed a deep scent from her hair and neck.

He smelled it for a while, lowered his head and started kissing her. He was very gentle.

Xiao Qiao did not refuse, leaned on his chest, leaned on his shoulder, and asked him to kiss him.

After a while, she asked, "What happened in the past two days? You have to sue me, right?"

Wei Shaozheng lowered his head and kissed her neck when he suddenly heard her ask a question and paused.

"Nothing. I've solved it. Nothing is wrong."

He said vaguely and continued to kiss her. The hand gradually moved upwards and finally covered her breasts that were bulging than when she first got married.

Xiao Qiao took his hand away, stood up from his arms, and said, "You have been busy all day, drinking, and have another fight with others. I guess you are tired, go to bed earlier."

A hand stretched out from behind and grabbed her arm.

Xiao Qiao turned around and saw him slightly raised his face and looked at him.

She looked at him for a moment.

Wei Shao pulled it gently and Xiao Qiao sat back on his lap again.

This time he hugged her waist and abdomen from behind, hugging her completely, and letting her back tightly against his chest.

But I don't say a word.

Xiao Qiao struggled for a few times, unable to break free from his arm.

"You don't want to mention it anymore, and I won't force you. But I was very scared and sad when you treated me like that. At this moment, I was still sad. It seemed that in your eyes, it was all my fault."

Xiao Qiao suddenly turned his head, stared at him, and said slowly.

Wei Shao continued to remain silent. Just as Xiao Qiao felt a little disappointed, he suddenly picked her up, turned her around, and let her kneel on his thighs.

Xiao Qiao straightened up and could look at him in a straight face.

"If I can't control my temper in the future, you will hit me as you did before."

He finally said, his face slowly turned red and he seemed to have difficulty speaking.

Xiao Qiao was stunned, then snorted, and raised her mouth: "Junhou is high above. Last time I was just a lucky person, and I didn't care about you. I was afraid of you later. Where did you come from next time? How dare you beat Junhou again?"

"I told you to hit, you hit."

"You really don't blame me?"

Wei Shao shook his head.

"I promise not to fight back?"

"How can you stand my fight back?" He disagreed.

"I can't bear to hit you, either."

He paused for a moment and said softly.

Xiao Qiao looked at him. He also looked at her. The two of them looked at each other.

The candlelight in the room sways gently, and the surroundings are as quiet as if you can hear each other's heartbeats.

...

When he said this, his eyes looked real at this moment.

But this man should be so proud.

He refused to say more about the Wei family men in front of her, and she could understand it.

But she hoped to hear him admit his mistake to her, but he refused to say it.

Xiao Qiao hesitated.

Although she still doesn't know how he fought with Wei Yan tonight. Judging from the various signs he had returned tonight, she felt that this problem should have been solved.

At least, it won't be a big deal like she had worried before.

Her original expectations were actually just that. Now he has solved the problem without waiting for himself.

Especially, compared with his attitude two days ago, he was actually an unexpected surprise tonight.

Xiao Qiao thought about it and finally decided not to force him for the time being.

"This is what you said yourself. You have to remember. This is the last time. If you lose your temper at me again and make me angry, I will never spare you!"

She said.

Wei Shao muttered, lowered his head slightly, and the two of them touched each other with their foreheads to each other.

His breathing was a little hot, mixed with alcohol, and a little bit of the medicine she had just applied to him.

But she didn't feel disgusted. When he opened his mouth to hold her lips, she closed her eyes, leaned gently on his shoulder, raised her head to cooperate and let him kiss her lips for a while. Finally, she hugged him, and her other little hand quietly passed through his clothes and pressed against his skin.

In fact, his muscles are tight and his skin is smooth, full of the power of a young man. It is even more sexual and sensual when he takes off his clothes. Whether it is chest, back, abdomen, buttocks, or thighs, it feels very comfortable to touch and has a super good feel.

Wei Shao also liked her to touch herself. And his reaction was particularly strong. Every time she stroked him, especially when touching his sensitive parts, he showed an excited expression of death.

This actually makes Xiao Qiao feel quite accomplished.

But Xiao Qiao didn't take the initiative to caress him before. As long as he asked, just touching him a few times, it was basically passive.

Tonight, his bruised nose and swollen face inspired her maternal love. Although her attitude of admitting her mistakes did not satisfy her, she was still obedient.

So Xiao Qiao decided to touch him to encourage him.

Her soft little hands slowly wandered in his clothes. She stroked his chest and reached her lower abdomen again.

Wei Shao's breathing gradually became heavy.

...

"Male Master, Madam is here!"

Suddenly, a voice from a servant came from outside the door.

Xiao Qiao was shocked and his hand stopped on Wei Shao's lower abdomen.

Wei Shao paused and slowly opened his eyes. He looked unhappy.

Xiao Qiao glanced at him.

It has been more than half a year since she came to the Wei family in Yuyang. In the past, Mrs. Zhu sent someone to summon her or Wei Shao to come.

It was the first time that Mrs. Zhu ran to the west room here in person.

I don't know what happened.

Xiao Qiao hurriedly climbed off his thigh and pulled his dress. Seeing that Wei Shao was wearing only a midsuit, his collar was a little open just now, he hurriedly helped him clean it up and quickly brought the coat over.
To be continued...