He knows she is mad at him. He evenn knew that she would not talk to him once she woke up.
But her silence scares him a little. He had thought that she would throw a tantrum and cry her heart out.
Throughout the process yesterday, she did not shed even a tear. He could see her face tensed up and her biting her lips in pain since it was her first time.
But no matter what he said to her, she did not cry. Only her soft moans could be heard from time to time.
But it was obvious that she was trying her best to stop them.
Her image appears in his head again. She had her eyes tightly shut, with sweat covering her face.
Her hair was a mess, spread all over the bed. But the beast in him could not let him stop. He wanted more with each passing second.
Truely speaking, he did his best to remain as gentle as he could with her. And that was because she is his little treasure. She is something so precious to him now.
He sighs at the thought, but he does not regret anything he did. If time was to be reversed, he would still do the same.
He looks at her, in his shirt that is almost like a dress to her and feels warm. He had always hoped for such days in his life.
After Ye Xiao Xiao is placed on the bed, she turns to face the other side and closes her eyes. She feels like throwing up when she sees him trying to treat her like this.
Is he feeling guilty now? And he wants to buy her over with a bowl of porridge?
"Xiao Xiao," Lu Min Chen calls sweetly at her. "It is time for breakfast."
But the girl does not move at all. He even thinks that she has fallen asleep.
He sighs and lifts her up in a sitting position. He knows that he is at fault, but he wants to keep her by himself.
He knows that if he is to apologise and ask her what she wants now, she would want to leave his house. He cannot do such a mistake.
"Um..." Ye Xiao Xiao cries in pain when she feels the pain on her waist when he lifts her up.
Lu Min Chen freezes. Did he hurt her that badly?
He puts pillows behind her and positions her in a half sitting position.
He wants to tell her that he loves her so badly. But he does not want to ruin it now. He will have the chance later.
He takes the bowl of porridge from that table and scoops a spoonful. He tastes it to makes sure it is at the right temperature before bringing it close to her mouth. "Eat some," he says.
But he does not get any reaction from her. He begins getting worried. "Are you feeling uncomfortable? Should I can a doctor?" He asks.