Chapter 61: Always Lying to Me

She blinked a little panickedly, then retracted her hand, looked away, and pretended to be busy packing up the medical box.

Suddenly, a slender and strong hand reached out and gently grasped her hand.

"Jojo."

Zongfang tilted his head and looked at her, his lips a little pale.

"Can you keep lying to me?"

Qiao Susu was stunned and slowly raised her eyes to look at him. She was frightened by the burning warmth in his eyes and tried to break free from his hand, but he held it even tighter.

"Since you lied, why don't you keep lying? Qiao Suisui, I beg you to lie to me."

"You promised to be with me"

Zong Fang's eyes were red, and he pulled her hand and pulled her in front of him. Qiao Su Su was afraid of pressing on his wound, so she supported her arm next to his ear, and the tips of their noses almost touched.

"You obviously love me too, right? Why don't you look at me?"

He held the back of Sui Sui's neck and leaned over to kiss her lips, passionately and madly.

Their positions were reversed in an instant, with Zongfang now pressing on top of her.

Qiao Susu put her palm against his chest and tried to push him away, but he grabbed her hand and kissed the palm of her hand.

"Mongfang. You. Don't do that. The wound will open up."

"Why didn't you leave just now?"

Zongfang looked at the girl under him, her long hair scattered on a patch of pink and white petals, her pair of wet eyes were stubborn and pitiful.

"I took away your talent, so you became like this. I can't just walk away like this."

After she finished speaking, she saw that Zongfang did not show any surprise, but was very calm, as if he had known it for a long time.

"Aren't you angry?"

"I'm just thankful that I have the gift of self-healing."

If it was a talent like seclusion, then it would be really difficult for him to find her again.

Zongfang hugged her, wanting to rub her into his arms and integrate her into his bones and blood, so that she would not run away.

"You already knew?"

The man hummed and said nothing. In the military prison, his mental power was locked, and he could not do anything. He spent a lot of time thinking. It seemed that his self-healing function failed when he fought with Luka. Before that, he had been hiding and only had contact with Qiao Suisui. Even if he could not figure out how she took away his talent for the time being, Zong Fang could peel off the surface and see the essence. This was a habit of scientific research.

Later, he invented a simple device to break the electronic torment in prison, lured Ans in and knocked him out, then changed into his military uniform and successfully left the military. Genius never needs to be divided into time and place to create, and Zongfang is undoubtedly the favorite of the beast god in this regard. Since the electronic torment is his work, he only needs to surpass himself.

Compared to these, hiding it from Libery's eyes was the real difficulty, because he had a strong insight.

Zong Fang had been looking for an opportunity. He used a mental concealment device and transformed into a snake to hide in the parts compartment of the flying ship. When he saw the newly born fawn, he knew how to break the situation.

He dripped his detoxified venom into the eyes of the young deer, which would only cause him to be irritated. If he handled it properly, there would be no problem. Sure enough, when the young cub cried, Libery would be distracted. He killed a royal guard and put on his clothes, which led to the scene where Qiao Suisui opened the door.

He was not sure if the loss of his talent was due to Sui Sui, so after entering the space, he deliberately restrained his strength and let her hit her knee. The bruise there disappeared quickly after a brief appearance. At that time, Zongfang finally confirmed it. He suddenly felt comforted at that moment. If she had her own talent, it meant that any injury would not take her life.

A cold-blooded venomous snake, who killed gods and Buddhas in the battle of wings, and abandoned his family lineage to do scientific research. He punished anyone who opposed him and never gave face to anyone. Such a self-centered man had no weaknesses in the first half of his life because he didn't care about anything. But since meeting her, Zongfang was willing to pull out his fangs. He was not afraid of anything except her pain, crying, getting hurt, and seeing the indifference in her eyes.

Qiao Suisui's fingers unconsciously tugged at his clothes, and her fingertips turned white. She frowned and looked at him and asked, "Why are you angry?" "Why should I be angry?"

Zongfang took her hand and put it to his mouth and kissed it, then gently stroked her eyebrows to relax the wrinkled area.

"Everything I have is yours."

Qiao Susu was stunned and speechless. The guilt that she had been suppressing finally surfaced and turned into a tear in the corner of her eye.

"You're such a madman."

Hearing this, Zong Fang smiled, and his face was so bewitching when he smiled.

"Qiao Qiao, please stop messing with me, okay?"

Qiao Suisui blushed slightly, turned her face away, and muttered unnaturally: "I didn't make a fuss."

Zong Fang looked at her red, bleeding earlobe, and his eyes dimmed. Then he leaned over and sucked her earlobe, and then snaked down along her slender neck.

The surrounding temperature suddenly increased.

In the rain of flowers, the man is extremely gentle.

Qiao Suisui's slender white arms clung to his back, and she looked up at the pear tree above her head in a daze. She suddenly remembered that she was also under the tree last time. It was obviously the same space and scene, but the feeling in her heart was completely different.

Zong Fang was dissatisfied with her distraction, so he glanced upwards along her line of sight, then gently bit her neck and hugged her tighter.

When Qiao Susu opened her eyes again, she was already in bed.

Her body didn't feel sticky at all, but rather refreshed. I guess Zongfang had already cleaned it for her.

She slowly turned her head and saw the man sleeping beside her with his arms around her. She crawled under the quilt and wanted to secretly check his wound, but the man was too alert and immediately opened his eyes, still a little sleepy.

Zong Fang looked at the bulging quilt and couldn't help but curl his lips. He reached out and patted it gently, just right on her little butt through the quilt.

"Qiao Qiao is so anxious. It seems that I didn't satisfy you last night."

Before he could finish his words, a small hand reached out and covered his mouth, and then a head popped out from under the quilt.

Zongfang raised an eyebrow, looked at her messy hair and red face, and then smiled.

"Don't talk nonsense, I just want to see you."

As Qiao Susu was talking, she realized that she cared too much about this guy and didn't care whether he lived or died.

"My what?" The man wrapped her up like a dumpling with the quilt, leaving only her head exposed, and held her in his arms.

"Nothing." Qiao Susu felt very hot, and her hands and feet could not move, so she struggled and twisted to get out, but was held down by Zong Fang.

"I advise you to be honest."

"?"

"It's okay if you're not honest. I can keep you company."

After the man finished speaking, he blocked her mouth with a kiss.

　Here it comes~ Welfare for Zong Qiao fans is here~ Since the author's hair is getting thinner and thinner, can you give me all the monthly tickets and recommendation tickets? TT
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