Chapter 624: Chapter 624: Cry Again and I’ll Shut Your Mouth
How could this happen?
How could he have been so seriously injured?
Who could have hurt him so severely?
As soon as Li Beijue saw her tears, his heart uncontrollably clenched, he gritted his teeth, pulled her over, and roughly wiped her face with his hand, growling fiercely, “Didn’t I say you can’t cry if you want to look? Don’t cry, did you hear me!”
Her crying hurt him more than if she had stabbed him twice with a knife; it aggravated him, making him violently want to kill someone.
Chi Enen bit down hard on her lower lip, trying her best to hold back the tears, not wanting them to fall. But it was really hard; seeing the wounds all over his body, she just couldn’t do it. She desperately suppressed herself, covered her mouth with both hands, her body trembling non-stop from shock, and tears were dropping out more and more.
“Damn it!” Li Beijue felt as if his heart had been viciously stabbed! He tightened his grip on her shoulders, “Don’t cry anymore, if you cry again, believe it or not, I’ll block your mouth.”
Chi Enen really couldn’t control herself, her body trembling minutely.
The irritated man, as if having reached his limit, fiercely pulled away her hands covering her mouth, pinned her against the wall, bent over, and kissed her.
The taste of Chi Enen’s Red Lips was just as he had imagined, sweet and soft, making him want to swallow her whole, to knead her into his flesh and blood.
He rolled over and pried open her lips and teeth, dominantly hooked up her fragrant tongue, the side effects of Flin-125 once again uncontrollably sweeping through every cell of his body.
His kiss was like him, like blazing fire, as if to burn someone with its intensity.
Chi Enen was pressed against the wall by him, forced to comply with his actions, feeling an electric current through the root of her tongue; she tried to use the tip of her tongue to push him out, but it only brought on a new round of more forceful possession!
The shower head sprayed cold water from above, but below was a hot entanglement.
Half was cold water, half was blazing fire.
Chi Enen had the illusion of experiencing both ice and fire.
Instinctively, she wanted to struggle, but thinking of the wounds she had just seen, she dared not move and compliantly endured this fervent kiss.
Finally, the man, panting heavily, before a wildfire could spread, released her wrist, a fine sweat appearing on his body, washed by the cold water; the crystal-clear water flowed down his well-defined Face, converging on his resolute chin, then drip-dropping onto the Marble floor, hopelessly sexy!
His falcon-like eyes were fixed on Chi Enen, as if to bore holes into her with his gaze, and with a touch of his thin lips, he said, “Finally stopped crying?”
Chi Enen caught her breath, but didn’t relax because of his words; her heart was still clenched. She placed her hands on his chest, furrowed her eyebrows, and looked up to ask, “Li Beijue, what exactly happened to the wounds on your body?”
The man who was questioned stiffened, then relaxed, and with an air of nonchalance as if he didn’t know pain, glanced at his own open, lacerated back in the bathroom’s floor-to-ceiling mirror, “It’s nothing, don’t you think a man with injuries has more masculine charm?”
Chi Enen realized he didn’t want to talk about it, pursed her lips, and considerately changed the subject, moving closer to support him, her expression solemn, “I’ll take you to the Hospital.”
She had a natural body scent that she wasn’t aware of herself, not like the smell of body wash nor perfume, faint and only detectable when close.