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The private part of her back was stared at by the man unscrupulously. How could Xia Xingcheng endure that? She immediately tried to break away from Sheng Yeting.    

"Don't move." Sheng Yeting pressed down on the woman underneath him, causing her to be unable to move at all.    

Seeing that she had no way out, Xia Xingcheng couldn't wait to find a hole to hide in. Her face was flushed red.    

Red marks could be seen on the white skin on Xia Xingcheng's back. It looked as if it had been scraped by a powerful force. Some parts of her skin had already been cut off, revealing traces of blood and scabs. She looked extremely hideous.    

When he was arguing with Xia Xingyan, a woman who wasn't careful was bullied by Xia Xingyan. Now, all that was left in his heart was guilt and pain.    

This Xia Xingyan dared to be so cruel to her own sister. It seemed that he should really teach her a lesson.    

Sheng Yeting thought like this. His hand movements while applying the ointment were gentle, so he tried his best not to hurt Xia Xingcheng.    

But even so, Xia Xingcheng still felt her back twitching slightly from the pain. However, she still buried her head tightly in the pillow, preventing herself from shouting out.    

Sheng Yeting saw all of Xia Xingcheng's performance and admired Xia Xingcheng's endurance and tenacity from the bottom of her heart.    

Of course, he understood that some of Xia Xingcheng's wounds were already starting to become inflamed. If she were to come into contact with his ointment, she would definitely be in unbearable pain.    

It seemed that Xia Xingcheng was stronger than he had expected. Even though she had experienced a lot of things in the past few days that made her wish she was dead, she did not complain about any injustice.    

On the contrary, she still maintained her original appearance as she faced everything.    

The piercing pain on her back gradually disappeared and was replaced by an icy cold touch. Xia Xingcheng felt much better. Only then did she gradually let go of her vigilance towards Sheng Yeting. Her heart was still complicated.    

"Does it still hurt?"    

Sheng Yeting's voice came from behind. No one could hear his emotions, but only he knew that he was suppressing his emotions. For some reason, he started to feel sorry for Xia Xingcheng.    

Xia Xingcheng shrunk back into her shell and did not look up. "It doesn't hurt anymore."    

Her voice was muffled, but in Sheng Yeting's ears, there was always a sense of grievance.    

Sheng Yeting thought she was in extreme pain. His hands moved even more gently: "Be good and you'll be fine soon."    

This coaxing gesture surprised even him after he said it, but he concealed it well.    

"Alright."    

Xia Xingcheng was glad that her face was buried in the pillow. Sheng Yeting couldn't see her expression. Otherwise, she felt that Sheng Yeting would definitely tease her like this.    

Because she was very shy, and even a little nervous.    

Not long later, Sheng Yeting finished applying the ointment. He was afraid that Xia Xingchengye would not be able to sleep soundly, so he rubbed off the ointment. He even wrapped Xia Xingcheng with gauze carefully before calming her down.    

"Alright, don't move." Sheng Yeting released his hold on Xia Xingcheng.    

Feeling that her back was much better, Xia Xingcheng got up and quickly put on her towel. Although she was shy, she still said to Sheng Yeting: "Thank you."    

Xia Xingcheng didn't know why she didn't dare to look at Sheng Yeting anymore. A peculiar feeling took root in her heart and unknowingly bloomed like a flower.    

"But how did you know?"    

Xia Xingcheng calmed herself and asked. She didn't remember telling Sheng Yeting that she was hurt? How did he know?    

A complicated expression flashed across Sheng Yeting's face as he put away the remaining ointment. Then, he looked at Xia Xingcheng and said: "You were pushed by her. Although you stood up very quickly, I saw that you were frowning."    

"I originally thought that you would tell me when you return, but I didn't expect that you still didn't have that intention."    

"If that's the case, I'm afraid that the next time you die outside, no one will notice it." Sheng Yeting glanced at Xia Xingcheng meaningfully. Xia Xingcheng had finally understood.    

Xia Xingcheng couldn't help but feel awkward. However, she glared at Sheng Yeting and quickly interrupted him. "I know."    

Sometimes, she really wondered if Sheng Yeting was sent by God to anger her. Otherwise, why would he always try to destroy her after she had a little good impression of him?    

Sheng Yeting saw everything. He felt a sense of happiness as he laid on the other side of Xia Xingcheng's bed.    

"It's already so late. Let's rest early."    

Sheng Yeting said in a very natural manner. He looked completely different from the cold and emotionless appearance he had during the day.    

Sheng Yeting held Xia Xingchengla, who was still sitting on the bed, in his arms and said, "This is my home."    

"So you sleep in my room." Sheng Yeting added.    

Xia Xingcheng suddenly felt the size of her head go up and down. No matter how much she slept, she wasn't used to having Sheng Yeting sleep in the same room.    

"I'm injured right now, so I might as well go to another room to sleep. After all, your family is so big." Xia Xingcheng tried to speak.    

However, seeing Sheng Yeting's attitude without any doubt, Xia Xingcheng closed her eyes and started to rest. She looked like she wanted to say something but hesitated.    

After a long while, Xia Xingcheng was not sleepy at all. She stood up trembling and tried to break free from Sheng Yeting's embrace.    

"If you move, I can't guarantee what will happen next that I can't control."    

Sheng Yeting didn't open his eyes. His voice came from Xia Xingcheng's head, containing anger and threat.    

Xia Xingcheng's struggling hands paused for a moment as she weighed the pros and cons in her heart. Thinking about Sheng Yeting's way of doing things, she immediately stopped moving and could only obediently let Sheng Yeting carry her.    

Only then did Sheng Yeting feel satisfied. The corner of his mouth curled up imperceptibly, as if he was smiling.    

He moved his body and hugged Xia Xingcheng even more tightly, purposely not touching Xia Xingcheng's wound. He felt that the person in his embrace had become more obedient, so he fell asleep with satisfaction.    

At first, Xia Xingcheng was very nervous in Sheng Yeting's arms. The events of the day and her vigilance towards Sheng Yeting had made her feel a headache and had made her unable to fall asleep. However, with the man's regular breathing behind her and his warm embrace, she felt especially at ease.    

She didn't even know what kind of feelings she had towards Sheng Yeting right now. Was it because she felt moved to love him, or because she had already fallen in love with him?    

Perhaps, feelings just sprouted at a certain moment. Xia Xingcheng didn't know, nor did Sheng Yeting.