He is obviously the best person to her.

Yun Qing's curly eyelashes trembled, his eyebrows and eyes were pale, "But even if he said it, it would still hurt..."

Whoever hurts such a thing will be borne by anyone, and no one can replace it.

Then why do you still say it?

"It will still hurt," Bei Ming Yexuan bent his lips, his voice became lazy and dark, full of lust and warmth, "But I will know that you are in great pain, and then I will find a way to prevent you from feeling hurt."

She was unwilling to tell him the source of those nightmares, what she had experienced in the past, who she was... He would never be able to enter her world.

Yun Qing stared at him steadily for a while, then suddenly lowered her head and rubbed her forehead, "I feel so painful. When you disinfect me, I almost cried in embarrassment."

Beiming Yexuanlou took her waist, held her whole body in her arms, hugged her full body, and asked softly, "What else?"

A gentle breath slid across his face, Yun Qing was silent for a moment, and a hint of fear appeared between his eyebrows and eyes, "When the car hit me, I was afraid that I would be disabled, and even more afraid that I would die."

No one is not afraid of death.

She doesn't know how to cry either.

Just getting used to patience.

Bei Ming Yexuan lowered his head and touched her cheek lightly. He was dissatisfied with the cold temperature on her skin, and touched her without hesitation, "Qingbao, don't be afraid..."

Yun Qing was held in the arms of a man. When she heard the warm and doting name, she suddenly opened her eyes wide.

Qingbao, Qingqingbao, it is like... she is a baby carefully cared for by a man in his palm.

After a while, Yun Qing smiled and bent her eyebrows, "I finished talking about my fear, but you haven't told me what to do to avoid being afraid."

Bei Ming Yexuan smiled a little smile at the corner of his mouth, and suddenly he leaned over. His brightly colored lips fell on the position of Zuoyue's Hungarian mouth through the thin fabric, and gently kissed her heart.

"Is it scared here?"

Yun Qing's heartbeat accelerated, and she whizzed, from head to toe.

She suddenly opened her eyes wide and looked at the delicate face in front of her, as if she didn't understand why the man suddenly became a gangster.

The place he kissed jumped violently, as if he was about to break away from his master's control and jumped out of his chest.

Bei Ming Yexuan moved his thin lips, landed on her eyes, and kissed him carefully.

After a moment, the man raised his head, his eyes clear, and no matter how he looked or expressed his expression, he could not see any thoughts. There was only indescribable warmth, "I'm afraid here too?"

Yun Qing was stunned.

She said she was afraid, so he kissed her heart.

She said she wanted to cry, so he kissed her eyes.

She misunderstood...

Yun Qing's face turned red and she whispered, "...well."

Bei Ming Yexuan's movements became more gentle. He kissed her cheeks, fingers, legs, wounds devoutly... bit by bit expelling those hidden fears.

Seeing her eyebrows and eyes become fresh again, she was held in his arms at a loss.

Finally, he touched her lips lightly, and his tone felt a kind of sticky pampering, "You are afraid, so you have to say it out loud. In this way, I will always be with you, coax you to sleep, and accompany you to hurt you, and will not let anyone hurt you again. I will satisfy you whatever you want..."

Yun Qing listened to his voice, a sour and throbbing creeped all over her body along her heart, making her heart extremely soft.

She was plagued by illness when she was young, and lived a very difficult life. She was lonely when she was young, and her heart was filled with responsibility.

My father was kind to her, but more about teaching and responsibility.

My mother would kiss her like this, but she rarely saw her.
Chapter completed!