Chapter 1100 Good Night, Sickly Brother (25)

He looked at him with a smile, a terrifying and taboo-like smile, raised the corners of his mouth and said: "Sister? The person I love, even if it is my biological sister, I love her regardless of anything. What about you? Do you like her? Who is that person?"

His final words were long, but the movements of his hands did not stop, invading every inch of her territory side by side.

There were countless words she wanted to say floating in her mind, but every time she reached her throat, she couldn't say them out.

There was only one sentence she said...

"You... don't deserve to be called Du Jiu Sheng." She bit her lip and said in a hoarse voice these words that made people's hearts hurt to death.

The next second, crystal tears slipped from the corners of his eyes, falling drop by drop on the neat bed.

For just a moment, he stopped all his movements and saw her expression clearly.

Her slightly curly hair was a little messy, and the baby pajamas on her body had long been torn into pieces. His hands were firmly tied above his head, and there were stubborn tears on his cheeks, even if he was a broken rag doll.

At this time, compared with the big doll next to her, she looked so dirty and pitiful.

"Huh——" A very long sigh sounded in her ears.

After all, he didn't continue to 'bully' her. Instead, he took the quilt on the bed, wrapped her up, and let her rest on the doll's belly.

Luo Qingchen closed her eyes and wanted to say something, but was interrupted by him.

"I'm sorry..." His slightly trembling voice contained a deep apology to her.

But his heart was still turbulent, and his urge to have her had not diminished at all.

But he...should protect her rather than hurt her, right?

This was probably the first time Luo Qingchen saw Du Jiu Sheng with such an expression, a look of defeat on his face, as if his whole body had been hollowed out.

At this moment, if Du Jiusheng was just acting to make her fall in love with him, then she would accept her fate.

Win or lose, it doesn't matter to her. But there are some things she still wants to say to him, to heal his wounds and uneasy heart...

"Du Ling'er is not me..."

"unimportant."

"The person I said I like in the recording..."

"It's not important." He gently touched her head with his slender fingers, looked at her with tenderness and doting on his face and said, "No matter who you liked before, the person you like now will be someone else." Can I?"

There were thousands of words to say, but he ended with such a sentence, which made her instantly speechless.

She had never thought that a man as brilliant as Du Jiu Sheng would put away all his sharpness for one person. How strong his heart must be to humble himself in the dust and say such a compromising word to her.

Or it can be said that how much he likes her...

"Okay." She nodded, stretched out her little hand from the quilt, and gently grabbed his slender fingertips.

The next second, he suddenly froze and threw himself into her arms.

Holding her tightly across the quilt.

If a teenager drinks alcohol and almost loses all reason, he can still stop all actions and stop continuing.

That proves...he really cares about you...

What's more, he is a defective and 'sick' boy.

Suddenly, he was afraid of himself. He was afraid that his inexplicable desire to restrain and possessive would hurt her, that he would sink deeper, and that he would continue to be addicted.

But in fact, he seems to be unable to extricate himself now...