Chapter 1453 1573, I Don’t Say It Hurts, I Cry without Making Any Sound

Mu Jingjian tightened her hands in front of her, hesitated for a few seconds, and then said, "Would you like to come up and sit down?"

"Aren't you afraid of me anymore?" Shen Tingxi looked at Mu Jingping with her lips raised slightly.

After he almost raped her that time, she never let him go upstairs again. Every time he sent her back, he watched her go upstairs and then leave.

Mu Jingping didn't dare to look at Shen Tingxi. She lowered her head and lowered her eyes. Her expression was obviously very nervous, but she still said: "I'm not afraid."

Shen Tingxi looked at Mu Jingran for a moment. In fact, he knew that Mu Jingran was not really not afraid, but he was really in a bad mood and wanted to stay with her for a while, even if she didn't speak and just stayed with him quietly like she did in the car just now. He also felt at ease in his heart.

So he and Mu Jingping went upstairs.

Mu Jingran came out of the kitchen with tea. She didn't see Shen Tingxi on the sofa. She looked up and saw him standing on the balcony with his back to her. He must be smoking, with green and white smoke floating out of the side of his face.

The man has broad shoulders and a narrow waist. He wears a smoky gray shirt in black trousers that are straight and without any wrinkles. As he raises his hand to smoke, the shirt is slightly tightened, outlining his smooth and elongated figure.

Even just looking at his back, Mu Jingran would blush and her heartbeat would beat.

He took a deep breath, adjusted his breathing, and then went to the balcony with tea. "You have a cup of tea first, and I'll cook."

The two of them just came back from Shen Jiuyan's place without eating anything.

Shen Tingxi took the tea from Mu Jingran and wanted to explain what happened at the villa just now. He knew that according to Mu Jingran's temperament, she would not ask if he didn't tell her, but when he thought about it, he felt that it was not a decent thing to do. In the end, he didn’t say anything and just asked: “Do you need my help?”

"No need." Mu Jingping was afraid that Shen Tingxi would be bored, so she turned around and pointed at the TV in the living room, "You can watch TV."

Shen Tingxi raised the hand holding the cigarette and said, "I'll go in after finishing my cigarette."

"Yeah." Mu Jingping turned and went to the kitchen.

After Shen Tingxi finished smoking, she leaned against the door of the kitchen with a teacup in her hands and watched Mu Jingping cook. Her quiet and peaceful look could calm him down.

Mu Jingping felt uncomfortable being stared at by him, so she turned to look at him, "Why don't you watch TV?"

"You look better than TV." Shen Tingxi put one hand in his pocket, holding the tea cup lazily, and looked at Mu Jingjing lazily, casually, and with a hint of elegance.

Mu Jingping immediately blushed and turned slightly, leaving her back to Shen Tingxi.

Shen Tingxi lowered his head and took a sip of tea, his eyes never leaving Mu Jingjing, "The back looks good too."

The knife in Mu Jingping's hand slipped, and the blade passed through the slender fingertips. A string of blood beads immediately came out, but she just frowned, and the bleeding finger shrank back, pressing the injured area. Palm, continue chopping vegetables.

Shen Tingxi, who was standing behind Mu Jingping, naturally didn't notice her small movements.

Blood dripped from the palm of his hand onto the chopping board. Mu Jingping's eyebrows furrowed even more. She was thinking about how to prevent Shen Tingxi from going to the vegetable sink without noticing and rinsed the blood from her hands. There was a sound behind her. Ringtones.

It's Shen Tingxi's phone number.

Hearing him answer the phone, Mu Jingran thought that his attention should not be on her at the moment, so she took a pepper and went to the vegetable sink, pretending to wash the pepper while rinsing the blood on her hands. .

Mu Jingping walked away, and Shen Tingxi's gaze that had been focused on her naturally fell on the countertop where she had just stood. A trace of blood on the chopping board fell into his eyes. He frowned and walked over. The dishes without fish or meat are all vegetarian, so the blood is peaceful.

Shen Tingxi walked up to Mu Jingping and took her hand, which was washing vegetables under the faucet, "Where is it hurt?"

Mu Jingping pulled her hand out and said, "It's okay."

Shen Tingxi tightened her grip and soon saw blood pouring out from the tip of Mu Jingjing's index finger. She frowned and said in a distressed and reproachful tone, "You're already bleeding, are you okay?"

"Xier, who's bleeding?" Ju Qiulan's worried voice came from the other end of the phone.

"Ning Ning's hand is injured. Don't make trouble with him. You won't get a favor. I'll go to your place later."

"Xier..."

Before the conversation was finished, Shen Tingxi hung up the phone, put the phone on the sink, and pulled Mu Jingping out of the kitchen.

Shen Tingxi's pace was a bit long, and Mu Jingping had to jog to keep up. She twitched her hand, but couldn't move it, and said softly: "It's a small injury, it's really fine."

Shen Tingxi ignored Mu Jingjing, pulled her into the bedroom, pushed her down on the bed and sat down, saying in a strong tone, "Sit tight and don't move." Then he turned around, took the medical kit, knelt on one knee in front of her and treated her wounds. .

Mu Jingran's eyes fell on Shen Tingxi's knees on the ground, and she didn't look away until her eyes were hot. She looked at him treating her wounds with concentration, and there was obvious distress between his eyebrows. These things made Mu Jingran's eyes heat up in an instant. The mist became hazy.

After Shen Tingxi treated the wound, she looked up at Mu Jingjing and realized that she was crying. She was so quiet that she didn't say anything about the pain or made any sound when she cried, so he didn't notice at all.

"Does it hurt?" Shen Tingxi blew on Mu Jingping's injured finger distressedly.

Mu Jingping shook his head, "It doesn't hurt."

"How come it doesn't hurt? Can you cry if it doesn't hurt?" Shen Tingxi obviously didn't believe it.

Mu Jingping shook his head, with heat rolling in his heart. No one had ever cared about her as much as Shen Tingxi. Her tears flowed more violently like a flood rushing out of a floodgate.

Shen Tingxi used to hate women crying the most, because those women cried just to pretend to be weak and get benefits from him. When a card was thrown over, they immediately burst into tears and laughed.

But he knew that Mu Ningjing was different. She was the kind of girl who didn't like to cause trouble to others. She would handle everything by herself.

Even though he and she were the closest boyfriend and girlfriend, she was not used to relying on him and didn't even tell him when she was hurt.

So every time Shen Tingxi saw Mu Ningjing crying, he would panic and be at a loss. He pulled her up and said, "I'll take you to the hospital for a check-up. Is it hurting your bones?"

Mu Ningjing hugged Shen Tingxi from behind, gently shaking her head on his back, and her voice was soft and tinged with tears, "It doesn't hurt."

Shen Tingxi was ecstatic. It had been almost a month since that incident. This was the first time that Mu Ningjing took the initiative to approach him. However, he was more worried about the injury on her hand. Although it didn't seem serious, her skin was so tender and she cried so hard. If she hurt her bones, it would be troublesome.

Although it was very comfortable to be held by her, Shen Tingxi reluctantly pulled her hand away, turned around, held her shoulders and said: "Ningning, let's go to the hospital, be obedient."

Mu Ningjing shook her head and leaned into Shen Tingxi's arms, "My hand is fine... You are so good to me... That's why I cried."

Shen Tingxi's heart ached. How hard must she have lived in the past to cry like this because of him?

Why couldn't he meet her earlier?

That way, she would suffer less.

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