Chapter 212 - How Are You Going to Make It Up to Me?

Chapter 212: How Are You Going to Make It Up to Me?

The girl’s breathing couldn’t help but become a little irregular.
“How are you going to make it up to me? Huh?” Quan Jue stared at her cherry-red lips and asked softly.
Chi Jiao’s face was unbearably hot.
She didn’t need to look at her face to know that she was definitely blushing furiously.
Even so, she mustered her courage and hooked her hand around the back of his neck. Then, she leaned forward and pecked Quan Jue’s thin lips.
“Is this enough as compensation?” Chi Jiao’s face was red as she stared at him with her damp eyes.
The girl’s lips were unbelievably soft. Quan Jue did not like to eat sweets, but he could not stop his desire for Chi Jiao’s little mouth.
Especially when Chi Jiao stared at him with those eyes like an innocent cub, Quan Jue’s heart felt like it was on fire. He couldn’t help but lower his head.
Intending to turn Chi Jiao limp and numb, he made her gasp softly.
It was a deep and lingering kiss.
Driving in front, Quan San saw the scene in the backseat through the rearview mirror and smacked his lips helplessly.
—It was really a pity that he was already 35 this year and did not have a wife, yet he still had to be forcefully mocked by this young couple!
When Quan Jue felt that Chi Jiao couldn’t breathe properly anymore, he let go of her.
His fingers gently rubbed against her lips as he smiled. “This punishment will end here this time. If this happens again…”
He leaned closer to her and whispered in a voice that only the two of them could hear, “If there’s a next time, I’ll have to change locations to punish you properly.”
His hoarse and deep voice was filled with a mysterious doubt.
Chi Jiao blinked her misty, big eyes and looked at him pitifully. She nodded.
—She understood what Quan Jue meant.
Ever since she was shocked by Quan Jue’s vicious words at the haunted house, she finally understood that the wildness in his bones was beyond her imagination.
…
On the other side.
After Xu Ye was sent to the hospital, he was pushed into the emergency room, while Wen Yan and Xu Lingling waited outside.
“Mom, where did Dad go? Why isn’t he back yet?” Xu Lingling asked with tears in her eyes.
“Your dad went to Shang Jing. There’s news about your aunt’s whereabouts,” Wen Yan whispered.
“My aunt?” Xu Lingling’s eyes widened in disbelief. “She, she really didn’t…”
Before Xu Lingling could finish speaking, Wen Yan covered her mouth with her hand. “It’s enough that you understand. Don’t say it out loud.”
Xu Lingling had no choice but to shut her mouth as fear filled her eyes.
That terrifying woman actually didn’t die?
The emergency room door suddenly opened from the inside and the doctor in charge of treating Xu Ye walked out.
“Doctor Wang, how is my son?” Wen Yan immediately stood up and went up to Doctor Wang to ask worriedly.
“The patient’s head was injured, but because you guys tried to stop the bleeding immediately at home, he didn’t lose much blood and his life wasn’t in danger. Also, the patient’s left arm is fractured, so he needs to recuperate for a while.” Doctor Wang smiled and said, “You guys did very well. If the patient’s bleeding wasn’t stopped in time, his life might have been in danger.”
Wen Yan and Xu Lingling immediately thought of the pill that Chi Jiao had given Xu Ye and they exchanged glances quickly.
They could see the deep surprise in each other’s eyes.
That seemingly fake medicine actually saved Xu Ye’s life?