She made up her mind that whenever there was a chance, Xiaotu would ask to talk to Jian Zhengyang, and the result every time was Jian Zhengyang's intense love until she couldn't bear it and fainted.

There was no contact information. She only had a suspender skirt and couldn't get out. After staying in the house for three days, Xiaotu was worried about home. She didn't know what Jian Zhengyang told them, and she didn't know that they couldn't contact her.

Sometimes, are you anxious? On the other hand, because of frequent sexual intercourse, your hands and feet become weak, your waist aches and your back hurts, and you feel depressed.

Another week of this kind of life passed. The high-intensity sex made both of them a little unbearable, and their faces turned pale. Xiaotu spent more than eighteen hours a day in bed to recuperate. Jian Zhengyang would not be like Xiaotu as soon as he opened his mouth.

He would pull her and make love with her fiercely, but he would kiss her until she could not speak.

This result is what Xiaotu hopes to meet. Although Jian Zhengyang still resists communicating with her, as long as she is given a little more time, she believes that he will definitely communicate with her.

After all, he is not iron. Frequent sex will make him unable to bear it, and there is always a chance to recuperate. In addition, as time passes slowly, he can slowly calm down, and then he can communicate better.

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Unfortunately, Xiaotu was frightened by Jian Zhengyang's actions before she had time to communicate with Jian Zhengyang. She didn't know what happened that day. She had a very uneasy sleep. When she woke up in the middle of the night, she found that there was no one around her, but the bathroom light was on.

It was on, because the glass was transparent, so Little Rabbit could clearly see Jian Zhengyang sitting on the toilet, stabbing the soles of his feet with a knife, and with the help of the light, Little Rabbit could still see clearly, which one was Jian Zhengyang's.

The soles of the feet are full of interlaced scars.

It turned out that in the past few days, Jian Zhengyang started to harm himself without telling her. In order to prevent Xiaotu from discovering it, Jian Zhengyang picked on the soles of his own feet. If Xiaotu hadn't woken up suddenly in the middle of the night, he would never have known about it.

In this situation, Xiaotu suddenly remembered that Jian Zhengyang had committed self-mutilation not long after they got together. At that time, they had a conflict over work, and Jian Zhengyang took a knife and scratched his own hand. Now, his

There were also scars on her hands. She was frightened at the time, but he told himself not to be afraid, he would only hurt himself and not her.

"Cough..." Xiaotu suddenly felt his throat was a little itchy and couldn't help coughing lightly.

Although it was just a slight cough, it still alarmed Jian Zhengyang. He raised his head and looked at the little rabbit in the dark. The glass was transparent and the light was also refracted. Jian Zhengyang could also see the little rabbit sitting up.

Somewhat at a loss, Jian Zhengyang put down the blade in his hand. Jian Zhengyang did not expect that his secret would be discovered by Xiaotu. Worried about scaring her, he froze and did not dare to move.

The two people just maintained their posture quietly, looking at each other silently.

Until the blood on the soles of Jian Zhengyang's feet gathered into a thin line, and the blood dripped down drop by drop, Xiaotu finally couldn't bear it anymore and ran out of bed, "Are you crazy?"

Lifting him to sit on the bed, Xiaotu found a simple first aid kit, took out cotton swabs, carefully disinfected him, and then wrapped him with gauze. Only then did she realize that the soles of both of his feet were covered with scars, some

The scars looked like they were from a long time ago. Could it be that in the past few years, without her knowing it, he had also harmed himself?

In order to prevent her from finding out, he keeps attacking the soles of his feet?

There are many organizations in the soles of the feet. Can you just attack them casually?

In the past few years, she had never noticed any abnormality in his feet. After he mutilated himself, what kind of willpower did he use to prevent himself from developing?

The more I think about it, the more distressed I feel. What kind of thoughts would make Jian Zhengyang like this?

If Xiaotu beat and scolded him, Jian Zhengyang could accept it calmly, but she bandaged herself so quietly, which made Jian Zhengyang feel uneasy. Seeing her getting up, he immediately pulled her and said, "Don't go."

Xiaotu looked at Jian Zhengyang's hand, "I'm not leaving, I'm just going to put the medicine box away."

Hearing what she said, Jian Zhengyang tightened and loosened his hands. After struggling a few times, he finally let go of Xiaotu's hand and looked at Xiaotu without blinking.

Xiaotu put the medicine box away. Fortunately, there was a medicine box prepared here. Otherwise, he wouldn't know what to do. He turned around and stood by the bed, watching Jian Zhengyang look at him with nervous and worried eyes.

At this moment, he was like a lost child. He didn't look like a successful person at all, but he was like this, which made her feel distressed and made her willing to stay by his side, even if he didn't have his own privacy or his own.

The private space is still with him.

"Why... hurt yourself?" Xiaotu finally asked.

Jian Zhengyang looked at her painfully, "I'm afraid that you will leave. As long as I think that you may leave me, I can't control my behavior. I don't want to hurt you."

So he hurt himself? Xiaotu looked at Jian Zhengyang's feet that were covered with gauze in distress.

"Wife, I can't live without you." Jian Zhengyang said fragilely.

Xiaotu looked uncertain. On the one hand, he felt sorry for Jian Zhengyang, but on the other hand, he was worried that if he allowed himself to be indulged, he would hurt her if anything happened in the future. How would the relationship between them continue?

Seeing her uncertain expression, Jian Zhengyang felt nervous. He held Xiaotu's hand and squeezed it tightly until Xiaotu hurt from being held. He looked at him and said, "My hand hurts."

Jian Zhengyang quickly let go, "I'm sorry."

"Zhengyang, we..."

"Don't say it." Jian Zhengyang immediately became excited when he heard Xiaotu say the word "we".

Seeing that he was about to stand up, Xiaotu was so frightened that he immediately pushed him to the bed and said, "Don't move."

What if it bleeds again?

"Don't leave me." Jian Zhengyang reached out and moved around Xiaotu's sensitive areas. Looking at him, he wanted to have another physical exchange with Xiaotu. Seeing that he was so careless about his body, even the injuries on his feet were...

I don't mind, Xiaotu didn't dare to move any more, so he could only use soft steel, gently caressed Jian Zhengyang's back, and let him do mischief to her, "Husband..."

Under Xiaotu's comfort, Jian Zhengyang slowly calmed down, hesitated, and hugged Xiaotu with his backhand.

Seeing this, Xiaotu breathed a sigh of relief and hugged Jian Zhengyang gently. He didn't dare to provoke Jian Zhengyang any more, so he could only say, "Husband, our daughter is already six years old. I love you and ours."
Chapter completed!