Domineering husband bad love

"Snapped!"

The loud slap echoed in the small bathroom, and Mo Xiaoran felt a burning pain on her face.

She opened her eyes with difficulty, but her eyes were full of flashing gold stars, and everything seemed to be spinning, so blurry that she couldn't see clearly.

At the same time, the palm of Huang Xiaojue's right hand was also numb, and his complicated eyes followed Mo Xiaoran closely, his heart suddenly ached.

He actually... hit her...

The hot feeling on the palm reminded him at any time how hard his slap was!

An Ran was wrapped in a bath towel, looking foolish beside her.Time seemed to stand still, and there was no sound in the entire bathroom.

"Hmm..." After an unknown amount of time, Mo Xiaoran snorted softly, and her frail body slowly slid down the wall. She squatted on the ground, covered her face with one hand, and buried her head between her between the knees.

"Xiao, Xiaoran..."

An Ran bumped and called her name, slowly stretched out her hand to her, and gently tugged on her arm, "Are... are you okay?"

Mo Xiaoran didn't answer, she gritted her teeth tightly, endured the burning pain on her face, and forced herself not to make a sound.

Even so, Huang Xiaojue could clearly hear her whimpering nasally.

An Ran slowly walked to Mo Xiaoran's side, and was about to squat down to look at her, but felt a tight arm, and she was pulled back suddenly by Huang Xiaojue.

Huang Xiaojue stared at the little girl curled up in the corner, his eyes were full of regret and distress.

He closed his eyes helplessly, and the brown eyes turned cold when he looked at Mo Xiaoran again, "There is anti-swelling medicine in the medicine box, you can apply it yourself and go to sleep. Remember, remember to test the water temperature next time you put the bath water in." , An Ran was almost scalded."

An Ran was almost burned...

Anran, Anran... Does he only have Anran in his eyes?

Mo Xiaoran thought silently, her little head buried even lower.

This tiny little movement made Huang Xiaojue's heart ache again, he resisted the desire to care about her, withdrew his gaze, and pulled An Ran out of the bathroom.

Hearing the sound of footsteps fading away, Mo Xiaoran raised her head feebly, stood up, and looked at herself in the mirror on the sink, with red eyes, tears all over her face, and one side of her face was obviously red and swollen...

She smiled wryly, washed her face with water, didn't look for any anti-swelling medicine, and went straight back to her room to sleep.

Because of overwork, she soon fell asleep.

The door was gently pushed open, Huang Xiaojue came in with a tired face, and was about to lie down on the bed, but was surprised to find the small figure on the bed.He almost forgot that she slept with him.

She slept restlessly, her lips moved slightly, her little hands clutched the sheets tightly.Her face was still red and swollen—did she take any medicine?

His heart throbbed again, he immediately brought the detumescence medicine, hugged her into his arms, and gently applied it on her small face.She twitched and turned over in his arms uneasily, her small mouth moved slightly, "Well... Huang Xiaojue... I'm in love with you, what should I do..."

Huang Xiaojue's hand stopped suddenly, and he hugged Mo Xiaoran even harder, feeling infinitely complicated in his heart.