Dressed As the Younger Brother of Four Pet Sisters and Crazy Demons

Li Qinian was thrown into the soft quilt, and she didn't recover for a while: "I..."

"do not speak."

Jiang Wang covered her with a quilt.

Li Qinian looked down at the iron chain on the ground: "But I haven't put this on..."

Jiang Wang kicked the iron chain away: "We don't need this."

"Brother Wang, I'm afraid that I'll lose my mind and fight you."

Li Qinian lay on the bed, pulling up the quilt to cover half of her face.

She believed in her own self-control, but she didn't dare to push it too far.

"trust yourself."

Jiang Wang stared into her eyes and spoke, his eyes were full of determination and trust.

Li Qinian blinked:

"Then if I really can't hold back my hands, you remember to run, don't worry about me, run as far as you can..."

Jiang Lu: "Okay."

He lowered his eyes, and his eyes fell on her snow-white wrist. The traces of being strangled by the iron chain last time were still there, so it was not obvious.

The feeling of being bitten by thousands of ants came again, Li Qinian frowned, and the veins on her neck stood out one by one, looking hideous and terrifying, the ends of her eyes were moist, and the painful eye sockets were red.

Jiang Yao pursed her lips tightly, stretched out his hand to hold her wrist, and twirled his fingertips gently on the scar that hadn't disappeared, as if he wanted to use this method to give him some strength and support.

"Ok……"

Li Qinian groaned in pain, she arched her body, curled up into a lump, and endured all kinds of discomforts in her body with her eyes closed.

When the most uncomfortable moment came, the nails of her ten fingers dug deep into the palm of her hand. The nails were obviously short and of no length, but her palm was pinched out with bruises and red marks, and blood could be vaguely seen...

Taking advantage of her face, Jiang Wang pulled her ten fingers away one by one to prevent her from continuing to abuse herself.

Li Qinian's consciousness was erratic, and he instinctively wanted to tighten his ten fingers, but suddenly there was a touch of warmth from his fingertips, each finger was stretched apart, and then clenched tightly...

Ten fingers clasped together.

The force is so great that the two hands should become one.

The remaining sliver of reason made her open her eyes, looking at the clenched hands, she was slightly dazed:

"Brother Wang, don't be like this, let go first..."

She was afraid that if she couldn't control it later, she would scratch his hand.

Jiang Lu didn't intend to let go, and stated a fact in a deep voice:

"You've scratched yourself."

Li Qinian shook his head uncomfortably, trying hard to suppress the urgent desire for drugs deep in his heart, his whole body was covered in cold sweat, and quickly wet the bed sheet a lot.

"Ok……"

She really felt extremely uncomfortable, and could only use physical pain to fill the spiritual emptiness. Her fingers tightened instinctively again, and her nails inserted deeply into the back of Jiang Lu's hand...

Jiang Wang didn't make a sound from the beginning to the end, as if he wasn't the one being grabbed, and the back of his hand had already started to bleed, but his face was still calm, it was the pair of dark and deep eyes, staring at the boy on the bed all the time.

Li Qinian felt that she was in an extreme struggle.

Whenever she loses consciousness and wants to hurt herself, there will be a hand that forcibly stops her actions, or prevents her from biting her lips, or prevents her from scratching herself...

When she realized who the owner of these hands was, she forcibly pulled back her sanity, not to hurt the owner of these hands herself.

When she fell into a dark coma, the last impression in her memory was that someone hugged her tightly through the quilt, and the warmth of the embrace was reassuring.

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