Chapter 271 Let Me Hold You for a While

Lu Jiucheng pressed against her ear, his voice hoarse, and he said word by word: "Xia Shengge, so, do you still think I'm not a pervert?"

Xia Shengge only felt his mouth dry.

She licked her lips, and it took a long while to find her voice.

"Ninth Master, this...isn't this developing too fast?"

The girl raised her head, looked at him with eyes that were brighter than stars and clearer than crystals, and said seriously: "I... I think we can... first fall in love, date... date, kiss... Then, Do what Jiuye you...you said."

Lu Jiucheng's pupils shrank violently.

He squeezed Xia Shengge's shoulder suddenly, leaned forward, and stared at her with red eyes, "Xia Shengge, do you know what you are talking about?!"

Xia Shengge nodded, "Of course I know!"

She raised her hand, trying to hug the man's waist.

I feel a little embarrassed again.

So I grabbed the man's arm and whispered, "Jiu Ye, actually I..."

The sound stopped abruptly.

Xia Shengge blinked, turned his head suddenly to look at Lu Jiucheng's arm, and then raised his hand.

I saw that my palms were wet.

The pungent bloody smell came.

Xia Shengge exclaimed: "Jiu Ye, you are injured!"

An angry expression appeared on Lu Jiucheng's face.

He wanted to grab the girl's head and let her answer his own question.

I want her to make it clear what she just said.

But Xia Shengge only had Lu Jiucheng's injury in his eyes at this time, and even the blushing and heartbeat just now, shyness and sweetness were forgotten.

She ripped off Lu Jiucheng's clothes forcefully.

Because of too much force, a few shirt buttons collapsed directly.

The man is fair and smooth, but at first glance, his chest and abdomen full of explosive power are suddenly exposed.

Lu Jiucheng grabbed the girl's hand, his voice was hoarse, and he roared, "Xia Shengge!"

However, a few months ago, she was still trembling in front of him, a timid and shy girl like a little rabbit.

At this time, he didn't pay attention to his growl at all.

He took off the black shirt from the man in three or two times.

Even in that dim light, Xia Shengge could see Lu Jiucheng's arm clearly.

The man's arms are slender, well-proportioned and beautiful.

If you only look at the forearm and palm, it is like a perfect work of art.

But on the arm, there are several wounds with deep visible bones.

Xia Shengge took a deep breath, and his face turned pale.

"Jiuye, how did this hurt?"

Her voice trembled slightly, and she was cautiously close to the wound, so distressed that she could barely breathe.

However, when he saw the wound clearly, his expression suddenly changed.

Xia Shengge suffered all kinds of large and small injuries in Derain in her previous life, and it was considered a long illness.

So you can see at a glance how this wound was caused.

It wasn't accidentally scratched or injured.

The angle and depth of the wound clearly showed that Lu Jiucheng made it himself.

Xia Shengge turned his head sharply to look at Lu Jiucheng, his eyes were a little red: "Jiuye, why are you hurting yourself?!"

Lu Jiucheng couldn't bear the girl's eyes and questioning.

Do you want him to say that he is a pervert who is stepping on the edge of madness.

Only through pain can you restrain your urge to hurt and imprison the girl?

Lu Jiucheng couldn't say anything.

He was also afraid that revealing his true self would scare away the girl in front of him.

In the end, he didn't say anything, but held down the back of Xia Shengge's head and pressed her into his arms.

Xia Shengge struggled.

But the man's low and hoarse voice immediately came from his ear, "Don't worry about this kind of minor injury, it will heal on its own soon."

On this point, Lu Jiucheng did not lie.

When he is sick, it means that the potential of the body is directly stimulated, and the metabolism of the body is accelerated several times.

The wound will naturally heal faster.

But this also means that every time he gets sick, he is overdrawing his life.

Xia Sheng wanted to bite someone angrily.

What do you call this kind of small injury, don't care?

It was obviously bloody, and even the bones could almost see the wound.

Just to cover up these wounds, did Jiu Ye, who always liked to wear white shirts, put on a black shirt?

"Ninth Master..."

"Don't move, let me hold you like this for a while."

Before Xia Shengge's words were finished, he was interrupted again by Lu Jiucheng.

The man's hand was on the back of her neck, letting her face rest on his shoulder.

The other hand clasped the girl's slender waist tightly, as if wishing to rub someone into the blood.

The low, hoarse voice revealed fragility and hope that would never be revealed on weekdays.

"Xia Shengge, you said that if I let you enter the secret room, you won't leave."

"Does this count?"

Xia Shengge was stunned for a while, then blushed after a long while and hummed softly.

She wanted to say: Jiuye, I thought I had made it obvious just now.

She also wanted to ask: Jiuye, is the woman you have been hiding in your heart for more than ten years, is it me?

However, why did Jiuye peep at her and leave so many photos of her?

Obviously the two of them had never met before that night at Emgrand, right?

However, just as Xia Shengge was about to speak, his eyes suddenly froze somewhere.

When he entered the secret room before, Xia Shengge discovered that the photos in the secret room were arranged according to the timeline.

The first thing she saw was pictures of West and South, teenage and adult self.

She knew that the east wall should be a photo of her when she was younger, but she didn't look at it carefully.

However, at this moment, a photo came directly into her eyes.

In the photo is a girl in shabby clothes and braids, about five or six years old.

This girl is Xia Shengge.

But what shocked Xia Shengge was that she was holding a black-and-white cat in her arms when she was young in the photo, and she was turning her head and smiling brightly at a teenager.

Even if the photo is yellow and old, the focus of the lens is not particularly clear.

Xia Shengge could still see how happy he was smiling in the photo.

Looking at the young man's eyes, how trusting and close he is.

But when was this photo taken? !

When did she take such a picture?

Xia Shengge suddenly pushed Lu Jiucheng away and rushed to the photo in a few steps, staring at the photo.

Staring at the boy in the photo.

Staring at the black and white cat in the girl's arms.

Countless memories suddenly flooded up like a tide, hitting her brain again and again.

There seemed to be a distant voice that had been sealed for a long time.

"Big brother, Ninth brother, Cheng brother, the best good brother, I want to keep a cat, I just want to keep this cat. Would you let me keep a cat?"

"The kitten is so good, lively and cute, just call Lucifer."