His arm suddenly tightened, and he lowered his gaze to the small hand on his grey suit.
The suppressed restlessness surged back, spreading throughout his body once again.
"Brother, my knee hurts." The pitiful little voice was like a cat scratching at his heartstrings.
Huo Siye swallowed and tugged at his tie, trying to calm his restless feelings.
"Brother, it really hurts. I was pressed down on the marble floor just now. It really hurts..." Seeing that he didn't turn around, Xingkong secretly hooked her finger around his, shaking it gently.
Huo Siye took two deep breaths and suppressed his feelings once again.
He turned around and looked at her knee. It was indeed a little red.
Xingkong was a little proud when he turned around, pointing to her knee and saying, "Brother, I didn't lie to you. It's all red."
Huo Siye sat down on the edge of the bed, his fingertips a little stiff as he gently touched her slightly reddened knee, carefully asking, "Does it hurt a lot?"
He had never spoken to a girl in this tone before, and he felt a strange discomfort all over his body.
Xingkong nodded, "Mm, it hurts a lot."
"I'll call a doctor."
"No need to call a doctor."
"Hmm?"
"Brother, can you blow on it? That will make it feel better."
Huo Siye's fingertips curled up slightly. He thought he had misheard her, and raised his chin to look at Xingkong in confusion.
Xingkong thought he didn't know how to do it, so she grabbed his hand, lowered her head, and blew gently on his hand.
The warm breath gently brushed against his hand.
Like a gentle breeze, like the light of the moon, like... a stone suddenly falling into the lake, creating deep ripples.
Huo Siye's eyes gradually darkened.
"Just blow on it like this." Xingkong looked up, her mischievous and bright eyes reflecting a slightly embarrassed expression on Huo Siye's face, as she sweetly smiled.
"Brother, can you blow on it for me? Then it won't hurt anymore. It really works. When I was a child and fell down, my mother... " Her smile suddenly froze, a hint of sadness flashing across her face. "I mean, my previous mother. She was so good to me. Every time I fell, she would blow on it for me, and then it really didn't hurt anymore."
Huo Siye pursed his thin lips, his expression inscrutable.
In fact, Xingkong wasn't doing much better. She knew how provocative her behavior was in a man's eyes, but her sense of shame had long been drowned out.
But now, she couldn't worry about that anymore.
She had to hold on tightly to Huo Siye's thigh, only then could she survive in this unpredictable situation.
A man like Huo Siye could only be conquered by the heart.
Only by becoming the person he cared about the most could she do whatever she wanted.
Only by becoming the person he cared about the most... could she make up for her past mistakes and regrets towards him.
In the end, it was all her fault that he was hurt by Huo Qingyan...
In fact, over the past few days, she had seriously thought about it. Did Huo Siye love her in his previous life? Otherwise, why would he allow her to climb into his bed time and time again? Why would he force Huo Qingyan into such a state?
But if he did love her, when did he fall in love with her?
Is it the time for the graduation banquet? Or is it earlier?
She felt a little nervous under the gaze of Huo Siye, and moved her buttocks while holding her knees.
Awkwardness pervaded between the two.
"Well... let's forget about it then."
Siye failed.
"Well...you won't blow it..." she said.
Before she could finish her sentence, a warm breeze blew over her knee.
"Does it still hurt?" Huo Siye blew twice and looked up, his handsome face showing a hint of stiffness, and he asked softly.
Xingkong was only... she didn't expect him to really do it.
For a moment, she was stunned and couldn't react.
"Does it still hurt?" Huo Siye lowered his head and blew on her knee again.
Xingkong only felt that her knee was very hot.
She looked at Huo Siye in a daze.
Her heartstrings trembled violently.
"Like this? Does it still hurt?" Huo Siye asked seriously.
"Ah, ah? No, it doesn't hurt... it doesn't hurt." Shen Xingkong secretly bit her lip, and her ears turned red.
Actually... it didn't hurt in the first place.
She just wanted to...
"It's good that it doesn't hurt." Hearing the little girl say that it didn't hurt, Huo Siye secretly breathed a sigh of relief.
This little girl is quite good at torturing people.
"How's the wound healing?"
"It's... it's okay."
"What do you mean by okay?"
"Do you want to see it?"
Huo Siye, "..."
Xingkong, "..."
Huo Siye suddenly laughed. He wanted to see how brave she really was.
"Okay."
Xingkong gazed at the sky, "... "
"If I remember correctly, your wounds are on your shoulder and thigh." Huo Siye held her arms and calmly looked at her.
Xingkong licked her lips. How did she feel like she dug a hole for herself and buried herself in it?
The shoulder was fine, but the thigh root... was it too stimulating?
Okay then.
Since he wanted to play this kind of game, she would play along with him.
After all, in her past life, she had slept with him twice and taken advantage of him.
In this life, she would pay him back with some interest.
So, she unbuttoned her collar and exposed the wound inside. "It's a bit itchy, but it should be fine."
Then she bent over and prepared to lift up her skirt.
When her fingers touched the hem of her skirt, she paused. "The wound here is a bit deep. I just changed the medicine this morning, so it might look a bit ugly. Do you still want to see it?"
"Yes." Huo Siye nodded without hesitation, his eyes showing a deeper meaning.
"Oh."
Well then.
The white skirt was slowly rolled up, revealing inch by inch of snow-white skin from the knee to the thigh.
Xingkong sneaked a glance at Huo Siye.
Seeing that he remained expressionless, she felt a bit uneasy.
Was she... not attractive enough?
"Continue." Huo Siye raised his chin, gesturing for her to continue.
"Oh, okay."
Continue? He made it sound so easy, as if he was an expert at this!
How many women's thighs has the dog man seen?
Since Shen Xinai was not taken seriously in the previous life, she will forgive him this time.
The hem of the skirt continued to roll up, exposing more and more fair skin.
His burning gaze fell from the top of her head, and Xingkong's fingers began to tremble.
Anyway... he has seen it before.
He saw it when she stabbed here with a knife last time.
So, there's nothing to worry about.
Shen Xingkong silently made up her mind, and after a few seconds of silence, she gritted her teeth and accelerated, and the hem of the skirt was about to be pushed up to her waist.
But suddenly...
"Fourth Brother!"
At the same time as the door was pushed open, the voice of Huo Qingyan also came in.
Xingkong's hand paused.
Huo Siye turned his head, his eyebrows furrowed with anger, and he looked at Huo Qingyan who suddenly broke in dissatisfied.
"When did you come, Fourth Brother..." Suddenly, her gaze fell on Shen Xingkong's hand grabbing the hem of the skirt, and her face changed drastically. "What are you doing, Shen Xingkong!"
"Seducing your Fourth Brother," Shen Xingkong said, "..."