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Sheng Liang straightened his body, but picked her up and carried her towards the bathroom.

Just like that, Qiao Xuan was carried by him, her face slightly flushed: ”I'm not wearing any clothes yet.”

”Wear your clothes after you take a shower.” Sheng Liang completely ignored her awkwardness.

”But …” Although there was only the two of them since Qing Qing was not here, she still felt a little embarrassed.

In particular, after Sheng Liang had put her into the bath, he had followed her in and sat right behind her, helping her clean up bit by bit.

Although his family's bath was so big that it was almost similar to the pool outside, and it was not that they had never seen each other's bodies before, Qiao Xuan still couldn't control his face from turning red as he said softly, ”I can wash myself.”

Sheng Liang laughed, ”I know.”

Qiao Xuan was so embarrassed by his smile that she felt ashamed, she just wanted to bury herself in the water. After a long while, she suddenly remembered something, and turned around, only to see him put his injured hand on the side of the pool, and didn't soak in the water. She heaved a sigh of relief, but still stood up from the water, pulled out a towel and wrapped it with them.

Sheng Liang did not object, he laid on the side of the pool and gave Qiao Xuan that hand. When it was in pain, he could only frown and did not make a sound.

”Is it Qi Luo?” Qiao Xuan calmed himself down and thought back to the scene he saw when he first arrived. He had poured himself into the dining room, and the candles on the table had not been extinguished yet, so two red wine cups were still lying on the table. Other than Qi Luo, there was probably no other woman who could cause Sheng Liang to drink the red wine without any defenses.

His flourished eyes opened, but he did not move. ”Yes.”

Judging from his self-mutilation, nothing should have happened between the two of them. Although Qiao Xuan also cared a lot about Sheng Liang's injuries, as a woman, she couldn't deny that she still felt some joy in her heart.

After wrapping him up with bandages and watching him come out of the water, Qiao Xuan lowered his head and covered him with a towel, ”Go back to your room, don't catch a cold.”

Looking at her blushing face, no matter how many times she saw his body, she would always look shy. Sheng Liang intentionally said: ”Next time, help me wash it.”

Qiao Xuan's face became even redder: ”It's not like you don't have any hands.”

”But my hand is injured, so I can't touch the water.” Sheng Liang looked innocent.

Really? Why didn't he just say that?

Qiao Xuan did not reply, and only pulled him back to his room: ”It's almost dawn, go to sleep.”

Sheng Liang was too tired, had lost so much blood, and had expended too much energy. Thus, the moment he laid down while hugging Qiao Xuan, he quickly fell into a deep sleep.

Qiao Xuan shrunk into his embrace, listened to his heartbeat, and slowly fell asleep.

When dawn arrived, she woke up. Seeing that Sheng Liang was still asleep, she slowly took his arm away from her waist, then got off the bed gently. After washing up, she went to the kitchen to make him breakfast.

Seeing that he had not woken up and did not call him, she left a note for him and went straight to work.

When they were passing by the courtyard, Qiao Xuan intentionally went in front of the Begonia tree. From that time, Sheng Liang had told her that he had buried their unformed child here.

Sheng Liang called her Sheng Xia. Qiao Xuan thought, if she could grow up, she would be a very passionate girl.