The Beauty of Trial Marriage

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The pain was so painful that even in a coma, Ling Qianmo's brows never stretched out.

The pressure of the water in her heart, the pain caused by choking her mouth and nose, and the despair of her body dropping like vines, have been entwined in her heart.

"No, don't... don't..."

Ling Qianmo struggled to wake up all of a sudden, the amplitude was too large, affecting the wound on her shoulder, and the pain caused her tears to come out.

"Uh..." With a muffled snort, the scattered consciousness gradually returned to the cage.

She remembered that Xia Xuewu wanted to assault her, was injured by her, and then they suddenly came back with a scar face, so she ran away in a panic.As a result, she ran to the edge of the cliff, and then she jumped down desperately, and Scarface fired a shot behind her.

In an unfamiliar room, on the beige ceiling is an exquisite crystal chandelier. The sun shines in through the glass windows, casting a large light and shadow on the dark wooden floor.

The room layout is simple, a bed, a dressing table, and a single sofa.

At this time, a man with closed eyes was sitting on the sofa.

The man put his hands on his chest and leaned his head on the back of the sofa. Even if he fell asleep, his handsome facial features still looked extremely sharp.

There is a kind of unspeakable fatigue on the frowning eyebrows. The scum on the chin and the dark blue under the eyes show the fact that the man has not slept for a long time.

As if sensing her gaze, the man slowly opened his eyes.

Those eyes were pitch-black and deep, like an invisible black hole, trying to suck in the human soul.

I probably didn't expect him to be the first person I saw when I woke up, so I was caught off guard and stared at him.

After reacting, I wanted to look away, and I felt a little deliberate.

"Did you save me?" Her tone was cold and puzzled.He obviously left her and left, why did you come back to save her?

Seeing her waking up, the man's eyes flashed a hint of joy, he stood up and walked to the bed with his fingers on her brows and eyes, as if he was sure whether she was really awake.

Ling Qianmo turned away, her resistance and rejection were very obvious, "Why save me?"

When I asked this sentence, his mind turned over and over again. He watched her being pointed at her head by the kidnapper, but turned and left with cold eyes.

"Shallow..." The man called to her in an almost affectionate voice, his hot breath sprayed on her neck, and it seemed to be burning to the bottom of her heart.

This kind of voice and gesture overlapped with his previous reaction, as if two invisible hands were tearing Ling Qianmo's heart in two opposite directions.

"Don't touch me!" The disgusting tone, the soft voice, there is an indescribable weakness.

Ye Zi'an didn't seem to care about her attitude, "Just wake up, lie down obediently, and I'll call the doctor over."

After speaking, seeing that she didn't mean to talk to him, she walked towards the door.

As soon as his hand touched the doorknob, he heard a woman's voice behind him, "Ye Zi'an."

"Ok?"

Ling Qianmo looked at his upright figure, the man did not look back, his figure was like a bamboo, tall and straight with a natural integrity, "What do you want?"

"What do I want?" The man chuckled, spread his hands, and looked back slightly, "Qian Qian, I just want you to stay with me. This request is excessive?"

Ling Qianmo lowered his head and adjusted his breathing.

He left her alone on such a deserted island, and watched her being pointed at the head by the kidnapper, but could turn around and leave indifferently.It just happened to tell her now that he just wanted her to stay with him.

Isn't this requirement too much?!

There was a sound of closing doors, and the man had already left.

Did not wait for her answer.

Doesn't seem to expect it.

The cold liquid flows down the infusion tube into her blood vessels, almost freezing her heart.

There were bursts of tingling from the injury on her shoulder, and she didn't know if the shot from Scarface destroyed her right shoulder as well.

Soon, Ye Zi'an brought the doctor in.

The young female doctor, dressed in a white coat with black hair hanging down her shoulders, smiled friendly when she saw her.

"Mrs. Ye, are you uncomfortable?" The female doctor asked her softly while examining her.

Ling Qianmo had an instinctive resistance to the three words "Mrs. Ye", so when the female doctor was about to take off her clothes to look at the injury on her shoulder, she resisted and avoided her hand.

"Mr. Ye, I want to check Mrs. Ye's physical injuries, or... you go out first?"

The man didn't speak, but he didn't mean to move. He looked over silently, and fell straight and sharp on Ling Qianmo.

With such a straightforward gaze, Ling Qianmo didn't give her any chance to dodge at all, and Ling Qianmo pressed her lips vigorously and nodded to the doctor.

The female doctor sighed in her heart, feeling that she didn't understand the way the couple get along, but her professional ethics made her a habit of not asking.

He unbuttoned the two buttons on the collar of Ling Qianmo's jacket, and unzipped the injured shoulder. The treated wound was covered with gauze, with a little red blood on it.

Ling Qianmo's shoulders trembled, and the person took a small breath.

"It hurts?"

"Yep."

"Your wound was soaked in seawater and missed the best treatment time, so it is normal for some inflammation and pain. I will prescribe you some painkillers later, and it will feel much better."

"Thank you!"

The female doctor smiled softly, "Speaking of which, you are also dead. You can survive soaking in the sea for so long, if it weren't for Ye..."

"If you change the dressing, you can change the dressing properly, what nonsense is you talking about." The man's cold voice came from the side.

The female doctor turned her head and glanced at the man meaningfully. This man should be the most awkward among the people she had ever met.

Those who obviously care about are going to die, and they have to deliberately pretend to be indifferent.

After the medicine was changed and the bandage was done, the female doctor said to her, "The wound has recovered well, don't worry, there will be no sequelae. Please take a good rest and call me whenever you feel uncomfortable."

After saying this, the doctor turned and left, leaving Ling Qianmo and Ye Zi'an behind.

The atmosphere was stagnant for a while, she didn't know how to face him, so she simply closed her eyes.

"Shallow," Ye Zi'an looked at her calmly, leaned over and dropped a kiss on her forehead, "You are blaming me, aren't you?"

"No." She didn't blame him, or she didn't have the right to blame him.

It was she herself who drove him away hypocritically, and even if he did leave, it was just obeying her.

What's more, he later rescued her without considering the previous suspicion. She should be grateful, even grateful, and should not be blamed alone.

Seeing her like this, the air pressure on the man's body was obviously lowered, "Qian Qian, you must be so impatient to draw a line with me?!"