A prostitute: a good wife provoked an evil husband

"It's nothing, I just saw a prawn stewed in oil, so cute." An Xiaoqing suddenly felt in a good mood and teased him with a smile.

"Big lobster? Where is it?" The man listened in astonishment, and then his face became even more embarrassed, his handsome face was pink and delicate like a blooming azalea.

An Xiaoqing laughed loudly, the man became angry from embarrassment, shook off her hand and walked forward, but tripped over a rock, An Xiaoqing's heart tightened, she rushed over to hold him, watching him cover his feet, He hurriedly lifted the hem of his clothes to check.

"Hey, you... You woman, do you know that there are countless men and women?" The man kept backing away, trying to avoid An Xiaoqing.

"What's the matter? Didn't you say you want to marry me as your wife? Show my wife what's the matter" An Xiaoqing deliberately teased him.

He suddenly stopped moving, and stood there staring at her blankly, with the movement of his eyes, there seemed to be stars jumping.

An Xiaoqing didn't pay attention to his expression, she just smiled and opened his trousers, and after a look, she froze with a smile:

On that leg, there were bruises and bruises, and the criss-crossed fields were full of scars, deep and shallow, old and new, and some wounds were deep. After the scabs healed, the red flesh was still rolled... Where is the bump, because there are too many scars.

How many times did it take to fall, how many collisions, to leave so many wounds on one calf?As for the whole body, isn't there more innumerable scars?

An Xiaoqing's heart felt as if someone had hit her with something, she suddenly felt a sharp pain, and trembling, she stroked the scars.

The man froze, as if he had realized what she was doing, he hurriedly stepped back, smoothed his trousers with both hands in a panic, turned around and fled, with a embarrassed and anxious expression.

An Xiaoqing can imagine how arrogant and self-improving such a handsome and almost perfect man, born of a royal family, is in his bones, but God is unfair and makes him lose his eyes and make him disabled.

With his temperament, he definitely does not want pity and sympathy from others, so he practiced stubbornly and secretly, trying to make himself look like a normal person, but a blind person needs to pay a lot of money to walk freely and behave as usual. How much?

An Xiaoqing grabbed his hand from behind, with tears in her eyes, her voice choked up and said: "You... don't run, I'll hold you, let me lead you away, okay?"

She didn't want to ask why a prince of the prince's mansion didn't have any entourage to accompany him, but let him suffer from years of injuries all by himself.

She also didn't want to ask, why these injuries were not healed properly, making the scars so ugly and embarrassing?Some wounds are obviously caused by Chen Ji, and the wounds add to the wounds. Why would the prince and princess let him get hurt again and again?

She couldn't ask, because she was afraid that what she was asking was his heartache. She just wanted to say that she wanted to hold him by the hand and prevent him from being hurt again.

Chu Yunxi's body froze, her words hit his weakness like an arrow, and slid through his once dry and stiff heart like a spring.

He never let people see his injuries, never let people pry into his secrets, and never let people understand the difficulty of his actions.

It was his forbidden land, an isolated island that no one was allowed to touch.

Her hand, slender and thin, grabbed his arm, but he could shake it off with just a slight shake.

However, the strength he despises just like a thin string stumbles his heart, making his arms stiff, and he feels weak even when he lifts them.