On the night of their wedding, Su Luo took off most of her clothes and was trapped in Ye Qianyi's arms, killing her...
After groping all the way to her waist, Ye Qianyi suddenly stopped.
Su Luo's bones were already weak due to him...
"What's wrong with you?" She looked at him with a red face.
Ye Qianyi lowered his head.
Sure enough, there was a scar on the palm of his hand from when he injured her.
Su Luo understood instantly.
She stroked his hair gently, as if comforting.
"This is not the only scar on my body, it's nothing like that..."
Ye Qianyi said nothing and put his warm lips on her.
As if electric current was passing through her body, Su Luo trembled involuntarily.
"I will protect you with my life from now on."
Ye Qianyi's dark eyes were affectionate and sincere.
Su Luo smiled.
"You've been doing this for a long time."
Concept: A sweet piece of ancient Chinese proverb