Xiao Fengting quietly lived in the hospital for a month and a half, and quietly returned to the Xiaofu.

His disappearance did not attract anyone's attention, and he came back quite calm.

Xia Ling chat dealt with the news of his injury very well, but few people knew except those involved.

If the people of the Xiao family know that Xiao Fengting was attacked and injured in the Xiao house, it is estimated that they will be involved in endless troubles.

Seriously injured and dying, even if the body is beaten by iron, it is impossible to recover completely in a month and a half. Xiao Fengting's face is slightly pale, and his chin is sharper than before.

In the early summer, the laurel downstairs is in full bloom with golden and white flowers. He stands by the window and looks at the gloomy osmanthus trees downstairs, holding a glass of red wine and enjoying the scenery by the window of his study.

All the trees and flowers are in full bloom. The green color is strong and colorful. It seems to be more lively than spring. This exuberant color of life makes Xiao Fengting feel that it is almost time to go and fetch people back.

In such a beautiful summer day, no matter what you love, it's worth paying.

Even if it's your own life.

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at night, Gong Heng drank a few glasses of wine, and his white face appeared a bit of drunken pink.

After rehabilitation, Tang Qing has gone to bed early. In recent months, she has gone to bed very early. Rehabilitation is a very tiring task. After finishing several hours of rehabilitation activities, she is so tired that she can't even take a bath. After massage, she goes to bed directly.

Gong Heng balked for a moment in front of the door of Tang Qing's room, but he still made up his mind to open the door and go in.

He decided to attack at night.

The night light was shining on the bed from the window. He thought about the people who had been thinking about for several years. He fell asleep quietly on the bed. The Silver Moon Halo seemed to sprinkle a thin layer of frost on her hair. The green silk was like snow, and the skin was like coagulated fat. His heart thumped several times. He could not help thinking that she was better than any woman.

He felt in the dark as if he was going to do something wrong. He soon touched Tang Qing's bed. Tang Qing was tired and sleepy. He didn't notice that there was another person in the room.

There is no air conditioning in the room, Gong Heng thought. It's really hot tonight. The original three points of drunkenness, it seems that the temperature has been raised to six points. He leaned down, reached out his hand and secretly touched Tang Qing's hand.

Tang Qing's skin is like nephrite, which is warm and cool all the year round. His fingers are too hot. The alternation of cold and hot makes him feel hot.

He shrunk his fingertips slightly, his eyes burning hot, and he grasped her fingers again. He bent down and looked at her sleeping face closely.

From her delicate eyebrow bone, to her nose tip, and then to her pale lips, every appearance on her body seems to be in line with his wishes, and every place is perfect, which makes him never tire of seeing it.

He looked at it for a moment, and his Adam's apple rolled up and down. He couldn't bear to put his wine stained lips on her innocent lips.

And then gradually deepened the kiss.

With his dexterous hand, he lifted the hem of her pajamas, and his hot fingertips groped for her round and small navel along her cool skin.

Tang Qing is awakened in a kind of suffocating nightmare. Her body is too tired and her eyelids are too heavy. But the uncomfortable feeling of being invaded still makes her struggle to wake up from the dream.