Chapter 312
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Holding back the urge to cry, Su Qianci said, "I see. Dad, you should go to bed too. I'm going to bed."
"Get up and have a glass of milk. I've heated it up. Drink it before you go to bed," said Song Yifan.
Su Qianci did not want to get up, but she did not want to let him down. She stood up, walked to the door barefoot, and opened it.
However, it was not Song Yifan who she saw, but …
Her first reaction was to close the door. However, Li Sicheng moved faster and blocked the door.
Su Qianci slammed the door hard, and there was a strong resistance when the door was closed.
Bang!
"Ah!" Li Sicheng let out an exaggerated scream. Su Qianci was shocked and quickly let go of the door.
Seeing Li Sicheng holding his fingers, she was scared and held his hand. It was already bruised. Feeling distressed, she asked, "What do you do? Does it hurt?"
Li Sicheng did not answer but held her with the other hand that was not injured.
Su Qianci was startled. Looking up, she saw a pair of eyes as deep as a lake. Suddenly annoyed, she struggled to push him away. However, how could she resist his strength?
No matter how hard she tried, he did not move.
Su Qianci was annoyed. "Let go!"
"My hand hurts." Li Sicheng looked at her pitifully. "It's all your fault. You still want to drive me away. You are so heartless."
Su Qianci felt a bit guilty and immediately shut up.
Looking down at his fingers, she found that they were bruised, which looked a bit scary.
It looked like it was hurting a lot …
"What do you do? Does it hurt?"
"It hurts!" Li Sicheng complained.
Su Qianci felt a bit distressed. However, seeing the smirk in his eyes, she immediately turned around and yelled, "You are a man. You are so fragile. How dare you say that?"
Song Yifan did not know whether to laugh or cry. Could a man not get hurt? A man would also hurt when his fingers were pinched.
However, Li Sicheng said, "Yes. That's why I need my wife to comfort me."
His pitiful tone made Su Qianci feel bad. She looked at him again and asked in a low voice, "Does it hurt?"
"Yes! It hurts! "
Unable to watch it anymore, Song Yifan immediately turned around and left.
Su Qianci took his hand, walked into the bathroom, turned on the faucet, and flushed it.
Blood clots are difficult to treat, but cold water can relieve the pain.
Li Sicheng's eyes became softer. Looking down, he found that she was still not wearing shoes.
Hugging her with his big hand, she exclaimed and heard his voice. "Step on my foot."
Su Qianci looked down and found that her snow-white feet were a little red. It was cold.
She didn't stand on ceremony and stepped on his foot, turned off the tap, and said, "Let go."
"What are you doing?"
"Wear your shoes!"
"Why are you wearing shoes?"
"Go get some ice from the fridge."
"Oh." He took her in his arms and walked to the kitchen happily. Opening the fridge, he asked, "How much do you want?"
"One …" she said. "And a towel."
"Where can I get a towel?"
"Bathroom …"
Holding her in his arms, he went into the bathroom and took out a towel.
"What about now?" Li Sicheng looked down at her.
He found that she was blushing like an apple. Hearing his words, she said weakly, "The sofa …"
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