Chapter 573 His gentleness

  Li Qinian was thrown into the soft quilt, and had not recovered for a while: "I..."

"do not speak."

  Jiang Wang covered her with a quilt.

  Li Qinian looked down at the iron chain on the ground: "But I haven't brought this one..."

Jiang Wang kicked the chain away: "We don't use this."

   "Brother Wu, I am afraid that I will lose my mind and fight against you."

  Li Qinian lay on the bed, pulling up the quilt to cover half of her face.

  She believed in her self-control, but she did not dare to entrust it.

"trust yourself."

  Jiang stared into her eyes and spoke, his eyes were filled with determination and trust.

  Li Qinian blinked:

   "Then if I really can't hold back and do it, you remember to run, don't care about me, how far and how far..."

   Jiang Wang: "Good."

  He lowered his eyes, his gaze fell on her snow-white wrist, and the traces from the chain last time remained in the same place, so it was not obvious.

  The biting sensation of thousands of ants came again. Li Qinian frowned, and the blue veins in her neck protruded one by one, looking terrifying, her eyes were moist and her uncomfortable eye sockets were red.

  Jiang Wang's thin lips tightened, stretched out his hand to hold her wrist, and gently twirled his fingertips at the scar that had not disappeared, as if he wanted to use this method to give him a little strength and support.

"Um……"

  Li Qinian whispered uncomfortably, she arched her body, curled up into a tuft, and closed her eyes to endure all kinds of physical discomfort.

  Waiting for the most uncomfortable moment, her ten finger nails pierced deeply into her palms. The nails were clearly short and of no length, but her palms were pinched out by her with bruises and red marks, and blood stains could be vaguely seen...

   Jiang Wang took advantage of a face and opened her ten fingers one by one to prevent her from continuing to abuse herself.

  Li Qi Nian's consciousness was erratic, and he instinctively wanted to tighten his ten fingers, but suddenly there was a touch of warmth from the fingertips, and each finger was opened and then clenched...

   Ten-finger clasp.

  Strong enough to blend the two hands together.

  The remaining trace of reason made her open her eyes and looked at the clasped hands, she was slightly stunned:

  "Brother Wang, don't do this, let go first..."

  She was afraid that she would not be able to control it after a while and would scratch his hand.

  Jiang Wang did not let go, and stated a fact in a deep voice:

   "You have scratched yourself."

  Li Qinian shook his head uncomfortably, trying to suppress the eager desire for drugs in his heart, covered in cold sweat, and soon wet the sheets.

"Um……"

  She was really uncomfortable, she could only use physical pain to fill the mental emptiness, her fingers tightened instinctively again, and her nails were deeply inserted into the back of Jiang Wang’s hand...

Jiang Wang didn't make a sound from beginning to end, as if the person being grasped was not himself, the back of his hands had begun to bleed, and his complexion was still calm, it was the pair of dark and deep eyes staring at the teenager on the bed.

  Li Qinian felt that she was in the ultimate struggle.

  Whenever she loses consciousness and wants to hurt herself, she will have a strong hand to stop her actions, or to prevent her from biting her lip, or to prevent her from scratching herself...

  When she realized who the owner of these hands was, she forcibly pulled back her sanity, so as not to hurt the owner of these hands.

  When she fell into a dark coma, the last impression in her memory was that someone hugged herself tightly through the quilt, and the embrace was warm and reassuring.

  …………

  (End of this chapter)