Doting on the Masked Wife

However, Han Qingyi's reaction, which made her back stiff, turned a deaf ear, just like everything she said, including the word "Murong Lie", he didn't hear at all.

"Be obedient and take your medicine on time, and be obedient, you know?"

He still smiled softly at her.

Ning Tong'er raised her head in a daze and looked at him.

"Fool," he still rubbed the top of her head affectionately as before, "Okay, brother Qingyi is going to be busy, you have to be good!"

Saying that, turn around and leave.

How could this be?

Why is there such a reaction?

Ning Tong'er was stunned, she involuntarily reached out and grabbed the corner of Han Qingyi's clothes: "Brother Qingyi, you... didn't you hear what I said?"

Han Qingyi stopped.

One of his hands clenched tightly into a fist, but slowly, it loosened again.

There was a particularly terrifying expression flashing from his elegant and jade-like face, which was a kind of bloodthirsty murderous look-hate, really hate.

He wished he could cut Murong Lie into pieces with his own hands.

When he turned around, the fleeting bloodthirsty murderous look was no longer on his face, and the eyes he looked at her were even very gentle.

Like nothing was heard, like nothing happened.

"Tong'er, be good, let go, Brother Qingyi is going to be busy, be obedient." Gentle and loving words spit out from his lips as pale as pink jade, but Ning Tong'er felt extremely terrified.

Such a Han Qingyi is too scary!

"Brother Qingyi," she couldn't bear it anymore, "Brother Qingyi, did you really not hear what I said? Let me tell you, Murong Lie and I..."

"Oh!"

Hearing a terrible loud noise, Ning Tong'er was shocked all over, and the little hand holding the corner of Han Qingyi's clothes was also involuntarily let go of fright.

Han Qingyi slammed down the cabinet next to the bed, on the back of his tightly clenched hands, blue veins protruded under his white skin like jade, showing his strong anger.

"Stop talking," he looked at her coldly, "don't say this in front of me!"

Ning Tonger was stunned by Han Qingyi's reaction, she looked at him in horror, but slowly, she stood up and bit her tender lips.

"Brother Qingyi, can you let me say it?" She mustered up all her courage, the more Han Qingyi was like this, the more she could no longer hide these words, "Murong Lie and I..."

"Snapped!"

After the crisp sound, Ning Tong'er was stunned.

She covered her face, and slender five-fingerprints clearly appeared on her white and creamy cheeks——Han Qingyi actually hit her!

She froze.

Not only because of this sudden slap in the face, her cheeks were burning with pain, but also because her heart was in extreme pain.

She could hardly believe it was true - Han Qingyi hit her.

He hit her...

From childhood to adulthood, he treated her like a treasure, loved her, spoiled her, and never said a single harsh word to her.

He is always so gentle, like the most solid support.

But now, he actually hit her?

This slap made her face burn with pain, and also blinded her.

Her big eyes looked at him completely at a loss, as if she didn't understand what happened.

Han Qingyi looked at her coldly, and slowly closed his slender fingers into a fist.

He is tall and tall, and his clear eyes are as cold as snow that cannot be melted. He looks at her coldly, as if the person who was slapped by him just now is not her, nor is he pampering her so much. For many years, the girl in the palm of my hand.

"I told you, don't say any more."

He said coldly, there was no trace of warmth in his elegant and pleasant voice.

Ning Tonger stared at him blankly, swayed a bit, and suddenly fell down on the head of the bed.

Crystal tears then unscrupulously slipped out of her eyes and flowed onto her face.

Cold tears rolled down onto her hot cheeks, she raised her hand covering her cheeks, and wiped away the tears, only then did Han Qingyi see a trace of bright red blood on the corner of her mouth.

His shot was so heavy.

Never, never hit her like this, never said a harsh word to her.

Now he beat her until the corner of her mouth bleeds.

A trace of regret flashed in Han Qingyi's eyes, but it disappeared immediately.

He looked at her coldly, she was crying silently, but he seemed unmoved: "From now on, never tell me these things, I never want to hear them."

Ning Tonger's tears flowed down, she raised her eyes, those innocent eyes were filled with unbelievable sadness.

"Brother Qingyi..."

This delicate and sad voice made Han Qingyi's face turn pale all of a sudden.

The broken voice came clearly from his heart, he heard it, he heard the voice of his heart breaking.

It was the sound of a heart being torn apart with a knife.

Scenes of the past quickly slipped by before her eyes, but in the end they all turned into her sad tears.

He turned his head away from seeing her crying.

"You have a good rest, I'm going out first."

Leaving this sentence behind, he clenched his fists tightly, turned around and was about to walk away—because he had no way to stay here.

There was no way to face Ning Tong'er who was slapped by him, and there was no way to face her sad eyes.

The fingertips of the hand that had hit her pierced deeply into the palm, he was so numb that he didn't notice it, the palm was about to bleed, he couldn't feel it.

Compared with the tearing pain in my heart, all the pain is so insignificant...

"Brother Qingyi." Just as he was taking a step forward, her soft and painful voice came from behind him. He stopped but didn't look back. He only heard a faint voice, and she chased after him. He grabbed the corner of his clothes with his small hands.

"Brother Qingyi..."

She is crying.

Silently, cry.

Crystal tears kept flowing down.

She is so fragile, so helpless, like a child who is afraid of being abandoned by her loved ones.

Han Qingyi couldn't bear it anymore, turned around suddenly, grabbed her skirt, and threw her onto the bed.

Tears were still streaming down Ning Tong'er's big eyes, but she was already looking at Han Qingyi full of bewilderment and sadness.

Han Qingyi couldn't face these innocent eyes.

However, his heart was also torn to pieces.

It was the first time he got angry with her, spoke coldly to her for the first time, and hit her for the first time.

She was sad, but she didn't know that he was more sad than her.

Hitting her in the face, his heart was already torn apart.

There were tears in his eyes. Ever since Ning Tong'er grew up, she had never seen Han Qingyi cry in front of her after she was kidnapped when she was a child.

In fact, all Han Qingyi's tears were only for her alone.

This time, his heart was really hurt to the extreme.

He grabbed her by the collar fiercely, tears were shining in his eyes, but his eyes were full of resentment.

"Why? Tonger, tell me why?"

He looked at her angrily, tears pierced Ning Tong'er's heart like a knife.

"We grew up together, childhood sweetheart, I treat you like a treasure, why do you fall in love with a strange man?"

His fingers were white and his voice was pathetic.

"What's wrong with me? You're going to do this to me!"

He let go of his hand abruptly, and Ning Tong'er fell heavily onto the bed sheet, and she also burst into tears.

"Brother Qingyi..."

She cried and called him.

However, this title, which usually sounds so gentle and reassuring, now seems to be a great irony.

Han Qingyi interrupted her severely: "Stop calling me that!"

He looked at her sadly and angrily: "Brother Qingyi... How ridiculous, I used to think that I would listen to you call me that, and that you would be by my side all my life... But I didn't expect that you really regarded me as a brother... ..."

"You fell in love with another man," he finally said. In fact, he knew it a long time ago, but he didn't want to face it. At this moment, his torn heart is bleeding, "tell me, why did you Fall in love with another man!"

Ning Tonger looked at him, tears streaming down her face continuously.

She reached out, trying to grab his sleeve, just like before.

However, this time, Han Qingyi no longer allowed her to act like a baby tenderly and pamperingly as before.

He slammed her hand away!

"Brother Qingyi..."

Ning Tonger burst into tears.

Han Qingyi punched the pillow hard.

With a "bang", he growled in grief and indignation: "Don't call me brother Qingyi."

He picked up Ning Tonger's collar: "You fool, open your eyes and see, I am not your brother at all. I have never regarded you as a younger sister since I was a child, don't you know? ?”

"I'm a man, you see clearly, I'm a man!"

He looked fiercely at Ning Tonger who kept crying, at her little face with five fingerprints on her face, at her sad and tearful eyes.My heart hurts to the extreme.

She was sad because he never treated her like this.

Because he has never shown such a side before.

However, he was a thousand times more sad than her, ten thousand times.

She destroyed everything about him.

The invincible Han Qingyi had his whole heart held in her hands, yet she smiled so innocently that it shattered his heart.

"Why do you like such a man? Don't you like gentle men?"

He didn't understand, really didn't understand.

For her, it's all for her, so he hides his true self and pretends to be a gentle and gentle gentleman, but she falls in love with a man like Murong Lie.

He didn't understand, really didn't understand.

That man, what could compare to him?

What exactly does Ning Tonger like about him? !

"Don't cry, tell me, what do you like about him?"

With red eyes, he grabbed her hand fiercely: "Tell me, what do you like about him!"