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Chapter 18

Raising his hand, the black whip swirled beautifully in the air, biting Yan Shuangfei's bare back with a howling sound of tearing the air.

The person who was beaten didn't seem to care, just staring at a painting on the wall nonchalantly, and the well-heated room was filled with a sweet and greasy smell.When the air stopped flowing, the smell lingered in the nose and could not dissipate for a long time.

I only heard a "pop", and there was another red mark on the back, which was bruised and purple. The tiny blood beads were out of control, and I don't know where they came from. They trembled and ooze, and then each other Fusion, slowly flowing down.

Not enough, far from enough!

Luo Qinghan narrowed her eyes, and carefully looked at the vertical and horizontal bloodstains, which covered the entire back in a messy manner, the gorgeous color on her fair skin looked so beautiful.

Precisely swiping the whip, hitting the wound just now, the person with his back to him hangs his head, his long hair falls loose, a few strands hang down on his shoulders, and more sticks to his back, the blackness reveals dark red.

Yan Shuangfei's body trembled following the trajectory of the whip, and he recovered quickly. It seemed that taking advantage of the trend to relieve the pain just now didn't have much effect.

Compared with things like leather belts and rattan strips, Luo Qinghan prefers whips with thorns on the edges, which can cause damage without much effort.Gently dancing, you can create an immediate effect.That blood color is much brighter than the dull red that accumulates under the skin.

Luo Qinghan was very tired, but the movements of his hands did not stop, he waved them fiercely, the blood had already filled Yan Shuangfei's trousers, dripping directly on the ground, leaving traces of plum blossoms.

His hands were gradually sore and weak, and the small pool of blood piled up at Yan Shuangfei's feet reminded Luo Qinghan that enough was enough.

Luo Qinghan sighed, didn't say anything, sat on the edge of the bed and stared blankly at Yan Shuangfei, his eyes gradually blurred, he closed his eyes with trembling eyelashes, lay down on the bed and fell into a deep sleep.

Yan Shuangfei noticed that there was no movement behind him, and turned around slowly. How could she not know Luo Qinghan's anger.The destruction of the Chang family means that the original relationship balance of the four major families has been broken, it means that the conflict of interests between the Luo family and the Han family will become increasingly acute, and it also means that the Yan family officially tore up that layer of paper and declared war on the four major families.With all kinds of contradictions, it is impossible for Luo Qinghan and Yan Shuangfei to let outsiders find out that they are still living together.Hostile camps mean the separation of the two, or even against each other.

But Yan Shuangfei didn't regret it, it's better to cut the mess quickly than to have such an unclear and unclear relationship with Luo Qinghan.Chang Zheyun couldn't hide it for a lifetime.

When it is interrupted, it will suffer from chaos.

If Yan Shuangfei bet his heart, Luo Qinghan would not be so decisive.

But now, it might be too late for the Luo family to withdraw from the battle.

Yan Shuangfei was not in a hurry to deal with his injuries first, but the blood on his back had gradually stopped flowing.She carefully took off Luo Qinghan's coat and trousers, without distraction, and covered Luo Qinghan with the quilt without any evil thoughts.Luo Qinghan's soft body also exudes the fragrance of her daughter's family as she is familiar with, hugging her has a warm temperature.

Luo Qinghan snorted softly, hugged the quilt, Yan Shuangfei smiled, turned around to get the medicine, the injury on her back was indeed difficult to deal with, but she couldn't trouble others, so she had to force it.

The scars are the scars she left for herself, and they are also the traces that she has been imprinted without complaint.

It was already midnight when Luo Qinghan woke up, as soon as she opened her eyes, she subconsciously sat up to find out where Yan Shuangfei was.

Yan Shuangfei would never let her down every time, sitting quietly in the corner of the room with a small table in front of him, apparently fiddling with the computer.

"Shuang'er, I'm thirsty..." Luo Qinghan felt sour in her mouth, she fell asleep just now and hasn't fully woken up yet.

Upon hearing this, Yan Shuangfei got up and poured a glass of warm water to Luo Qinghan.After Luo Qinghan finished drinking the water, she raised her head, only to see that Yan Shuangfei's lips had no color at all, and seemed to be a little lighter than the original excessively white complexion.Yan Shuangfei had already changed into a shirt, which was only buttoned a few times, revealing her skin faintly.

"I'm going to get someone to prepare dinner." Yan Shuangfei said dully, not seeing Luo Qinghan's ready to move hands, wanting to get into the gap in the clothes.

"Go." Luo Qinghan came back to his senses, put on his clothes and got out of bed, and glanced at Yan Shuangfei's computer page curiously. It was not a power analysis map, nor the Yan family's financial revenue and expenditure, but a game interface called For Moore Manor.

Luo Qinghan bent down, and burst into tears from laughter.

It turns out that Shuang'er's so-called cruelty and Mu Leng's ignorance of human feelings are all lies. Whoever said that she has no emotions, she is clearly a pure and innocent girl in her inner world!

"Shuang'er, Shen Jiayan is coming here for dinner tonight, you ask the servant to prepare more." Luo Qinghan said while walking on the stairs.

"I've seen that guy a long time ago." Yan Shuangfei walked up the stairs, held Luo Qinghan's hand, pouted, expressing that he was a little helpless for Shen Jiayan's visit.

Shen Jiayan hugged Luo Qinghan first, then took Yan Shuangfei's hand, eagerly and excitedly said: "I heard that you are very good at using swords, can you teach me after dinner?"

"You're not afraid of appendicitis." Yan Shuangfei drew out his hand to sign Luo Qinghan's.Luo Qinghan's hands are soft, warm and comfortable.

"Qinghan." Shen Jiayan could really make a fuss, so he turned his gaze to Luo Qinghan.It was only then that Yan Shuangfei knew that this woman was really vicious, and she hit the nail on the head in everything, so she quickly agreed before Luo Qinghan could answer.

"Shuang'er, you have already said all the good words, so you just agree." Luo Qinghan's brain was thinking about other things just now, and his reaction was a little slower. When he realized what Shen Jiayan said, he accepted it, and then translated it into It took a long time for the information to be spoken again.

"I've already agreed!" Yan Shuangfei said to Luo Qinghan with a smile, as if she had a foresight.

Luo Qinghan looked at Yan Shuangfei, with the expression of a child wanting to reward him for doing something right, and couldn't help laughing.But just happened to see Yan Shuangfei's unattractive face in the shadows, although she couldn't see her weakness without looking carefully, but Luo Qinghan knew it well, so she recalled that Yan Shuangfei still had injuries on her body.

"Shuang'er..." Luo Qinghan called softly. "It's okay." Yan Shuangfei hooked Luo Qinghan's arm, and said softly, his low voice mixed with watery tenderness.

You are always like this, constantly tolerant of everything about me, no matter the injury, no matter the pain, bear alone.

"Do you like me?" The person in memory asked the child in front of him with a chuckle.

"En." The child's soft voice sounded, and he buried his blushing face into the other's arms, "I like it very much." The voice was as thin as a mosquito, repeating like a raving.