Knocked to the election boss today

Chapter 229 I Don't Want to Hurt You (2)

Seeing this, Long Beijue's eyes darkened slightly.

He crouched down and reached out to her face.

Unexpectedly, she avoided it.

The voice that he spoke was so hoarse that it was unbearable, and the tone carried a bit of pleading, "Long Beijue, can you go out first?"

On the way back, the tormenting headache returned.

She is too familiar with this pain.

It was supposed to happen at the end of the month, but I didn't expect it to be earlier this time, maybe it was related to her almost losing control of her emotions just now, or maybe it was due to other reasons.

However, she didn't have time to think about it now, she didn't want him to see her like that again, and she didn't want to hurt him by mistake.

Long Beijue's face changed slightly, he held her face with both hands, and forced her to raise her head, "What's the matter, is there something uncomfortable, huh?"

Qiao Luo didn't have time to avoid it, the pale face fell into his sight, touched her scarlet eyes, Long Beijue's heart sank.

It's happening again, isn't it?
There was a bit of distress in his eyes, and he wiped off the thin sweat on her forehead with his fingertips, and said in a hoarse voice, "My head hurts, doesn't it?"

Qiao Luo took his hand, her voice gradually weakened, "You go out first."

Long Beijue looked at her firmly, "I'll accompany you."

He knew she was in pain, so he couldn't walk.

"Long Beijue, can you listen to me once?" Qiao Luo let go of his hand, and the veins on his forehead emerged.

"Get out."

Her hand holding the water glass kept tightening, as if to crush it, "You promised, you listen to me."

With her pale face reflected in Long Beijue's eyes, he held her trembling hand, "I can listen to you for everything else, except this matter."

The forcibly suppressed pain came fiercely, Qiao Luo's eyes were stained with crimson, and the hand holding the water glass couldn't help shaking.

Splashes of water splashed and wet her sleeves.

Long Beijue frowned, "Luo."

The maddening pain surged up again, taking away her sanity bit by bit, Qiao Luo stood up abruptly, slipped her fingertips, and the water glass fell from her hand.

"boom--"

The water glass smashed to the ground, startling the people outside.

Rong Tian and Tang Xin looked at each other, and they both looked at the bedroom.

Tang Xin worried, "Did something happen?"

"With Beijue here, nothing will happen." Rong Tian said with a lack of confidence.

Qiao Luo didn't look quite right with the way he looked just now. He shouldn't be arguing with Bei Jue, right?
Inside, glass shards spilled on the ground, giving off a cold light.

Qiao Luo picked up a piece casually, but Long Beijue wanted to stop it, but was a step too late.

"Lo, no."

Qiao Luo held the shards of glass and said hoarsely, "Get out, don't force me."

"Just like in the bamboo forest, let me guard you and don't push me away, okay?" Long Beijue approached with small steps and said softly.

"We are already together, there is something we should face together, isn't it?"

Qiao Luo clenched her fingers tightly, and the sharp shards of glass cut her hand, and the scarlet blood hurt Long Beijue's heart.

He stepped forward, and Qiao Luo stepped back.

"stop."

She lowered her head and said ruthlessly, "If you go out, I will let you go."

Long Beijue's dark eyes darkened slightly, and he took bigger steps.

He rushed in front of her with a stride, and held her hand with a big hand with well-defined bones, and said in a harsh tone, "Let go."

Qiao Luo looked up at him, his eyes filled with stubbornness, "You go out first."

"You won't let go, will you?" A trace of helplessness flashed across Long Beijue's eyes, his voice was hoarse, "Well, I'll accompany you."

After saying that, he let go of his hand, turned and walked towards the pile of glass shards.

Qiao Luo was in a daze, but when he realized it, he had already picked up a shard of glass.

"No."

She couldn't help but panic, dropped the glass in her hand, and rushed over quickly, knocking down the glass shards in Long Beijue's hand with her blood-stained hands.

"Can't you just listen to me once?" Her hoarse voice was choked with sobs, "Why do you have to force me?"

Long Beijue pulled her into his arms, lowered his head and kissed her between the eyebrows, "Let me accompany you."

Qiao Luo had a sore nose, "Long Beijue."

Long Beijue responded warmly, "I'm here."

"I'm going to buy you a lot of coriander." She restrained the maddening irritability and said hoarsely.

Long Beijue stroked her head, "Okay."

"You have to finish eating," she said.

Long Beijue tried to distract her, and jokingly said, "Then I will smell of coriander all over after eating, so you can't dislike me."

Qiao Luo pulled her lips, and the pain once again occupied her head.

The painful hum escaped from his lips, it was very soft, but Long Beijue still heard it.

He looked at her with distressed eyes, "Luo."

Qiao Luo grabbed his sleeve, his eyes were scarlet, and the hostility on his body gradually increased, "I don't want to hurt you."

Long Beijue wiped the cold sweat off her face with his hand, and said in a brisk tone, "I'll beat you up and give you a kiss instead, okay?"

Qiao Luo's eyes dimmed slightly, and he stretched out his hand to hook his neck, pressed his pale lips against his cool thin lips, and turned over and over again.

It was the first time she took the initiative, but Long Beijue couldn't be happy.

He raised his hand to grab the back of her head and regained the initiative. Qiao Luo opened his eyes slightly, feeling that his breath was being robbed.

Taking advantage of him being undefended, Qiao Luo pushed him away with his backhand, turned around and rushed to the bathroom not far away.

Long Beijue stabilized his figure and quickly chased after him.

The sound of locking the lock sounded, and his face suddenly sank.

He raised his hand and patted on the door, "Luo, open the door."

There was the sound of water inside, and Long Beijue became even more anxious, and he violently grabbed the doorknob, "Luo, if you don't open the door, I'll smash it down."

The menacing pain could no longer be suppressed, Qiao Luo sat in the bathtub, and the cold water gradually flowed over her body.

Soaking in cold water in winter makes my limbs feel numb.

Qiao Luo plunged into the cold water, the intense pain turned into a painful roar, "Ah—"

Outside the door, Long Beijue's heart tightened.

Without caring about anything else, he raised his foot and kicked the door.

"Bang bang—"

There was too much movement, which attracted Rong Tian and the other two.

"Beijue, what happened?"

Without permission, Rong Tian and the others didn't dare to barge in, they could only stand at the door and worry.

Tang Xin shouted at the top of her voice, "Beijue, is there something wrong, why don't you open the door first."

"Bang bang bang—"

The sound of kicking the door came one after another, and Rong Tian and Tang Xin were terrified when they heard it.

Tang Xin's expression changed, "Could it be a fight?"

Rong Tian shook his head, "No."

He knew Bei Jue very well, and with how much he cared about Qiao Luo, it was absolutely impossible for him to do anything to Qiao Luo.

Suddenly, a painful roar came from inside.

Rong Tian was not calm any more, and he made up his mind, "It doesn't matter that much, let's go in and see the situation first." Even if he was beaten by Bei Jue, that's all.

The door was unlocked, so he reached out and twisted the handle to open it.

The two hurried in.

The sight they saw shocked them deeply.

Until a long time later, when they recalled today's scene, they still had lingering fears.

(End of this chapter)