Su Ruanruan stared straight at him.
Tears just fell like that.
Bao Jingyan felt a pang in his heart, and he gently wiped away the tears from the corner of her eyes, whispering softly like coaxing a child: "I come over, and you end up crying?"
Su Ruanruan hugged him tightly.
She buried herself in his tender neck and bit him hard: "Does it hurt? Am I dreaming?"
Bao Jingyan's voice was hoarse: "It hurts!"
Su Ruanruan suddenly pushed him away and started to move her hands...
His clothes were undone.
Bao Jingyan knew what she wanted to do, but deliberately said with ease, "Couldn't hold out for just two months? Where's our Miss Su's modesty?"
But Su Ruanruan saw it.
There was a long scar on his chest.
His abdomen and shoulders had them too.
The scars hadn't fully healed, and the new flesh was a pale pink.
Su Ruanruan felt a deep pain, she looked up at him: "Does it still hurt?"
