“I want you.” After forcing out those words, Ling An passed out.
“What do you want me to do?”
When no response came from Ling An for a long while, Qin Yeling finally realized that Ling An had fainted.
Qin Yeling’s eyes darkened. This person had appeared too coincidentally, and there was no telling whose side he was on, what worried him most was that this might all be staged.
If he guessed right, this person had been following him since the plane to Country M.
He had thought he was hiding himself well, but his scent was far too obvious.
At first Qin Yeling wasn’t certain, but when the man jumped out of the car, that distinctive body fragrance, he had smelled it clearly. It was definitely the same person.
If he were someone sent by the family, why would he hide and skulk around like that?
Still, he had saved him.
As long as their demands weren’t excessive, he would satisfy them.
Fortunately, there was a hospital owned by the Qin family nearby, and they arrived in just half an hour.
Medical staff were already waiting at the entrance. The moment the car stopped, the two injured men were lifted onto gurneys and rushed into the operating room.
Aside from the bump on his head, Qin Yeling’s injuries consisted of a knife wound to the abdomen.
That group had wanted to capture Qin Yeling alive, so they hadn’t used guns, only knives.
They wanted to rob him of his ability to move.
But they hadn’t expected Qin Yeling to be so slippery, and he actually managed to escape.
Aside from those two wounds, Qin Yeling only had superficial injuries.
After surgery, once the anesthesia wore off, he woke up quickly.
Ling An, on the other hand, had absorbed most of the damage from jumping out of the car.
Several ribs were fractured, his ankle was mildly fractured, and he had large patches of abrasions on his body.
But for his current body, these actually weren’t major problems.
It was the complete depletion of his Spiritual Power that left his body severely drained.
So Ling An lay in the hospital for a week before slowly waking up.
The moment he opened his eyes, Ling An met a pair of eyes full of complicated emotions.
Ling An weakly opened his mouth, wanting to say something, but not a single word came out.
His face was full of the chagrin of having been discovered.
The hand he had slightly raised dropped heavily back down. He silently turned his head away, not daring to face Qin Yeling.
Seeing him like this, a nameless fire rose from the depths of Qin Yeling’s heart.
He reached out and grabbed Ling An’s neck, forcing his head to turn back.
Facing Qin Yeling’s fire-breathing eyes, Ling An didn’t dare meet his gaze at all.
A suppressed voice slowly spilled from Qin Yeling’s lips.
“Well done, Ling An. Impressive, sneaking around and following me for so long!”
“You thought you were hiding well? Stupid. You idiot!”
“Why didn’t you come out and see me? What’s the point of hiding like this?”
“Say something! Weren’t you so impressive when you jumped out of that car?”
Qin Yeling was truly furious. He ground out the words through clenched teeth, the rims of his eyes slightly red.
If it weren’t for the injuries covering his body, Qin Yeling would have slapped him twice already.
Hearing Qin Yeling’s words, Ling An’s heart stirred. He lowered his head gloomily and spoke slowly: “You hate me.”
Those words made Qin Yeling freeze, his heart clenching sharply. He slowly loosened his grip and released Ling An.
He turned and walked out the door, leaving behind only the words “rest well,” before the door slammed heavily shut.
Qin Yeling returned to his own hospital room. After closing the door, he sat down on the floor.
An inexplicable irritation churned in his heart.
His mind was full of Ling An’s face.
If he’d known, he should have just killed him back when it happened.
What an eyesore.
Qin Yeling’s feelings were a tangled mess.
He always felt that things shouldn’t be like this.
But he couldn’t control the thoughts in his heart.
When he saw that the person who saved him was Ling An, he was surprised, angry, and secretly delighted all at once.
But it shouldn’t be like this.
What exactly was wrong?
The more he thought about it, the more his head hurt.
Qin Yeling couldn’t help clutching his head and curling up, his body trembling slightly from the pain.
In the next room, Ling An immediately received the news that the male lead was locked in a fight with the Heavenly Dao.
He staggered out of bed.
What a great opportunity for both the System and himself.
He rushed to Qin Yeling’s room.
The moment Ling An opened the door, he saw Qin Yeling clutching his head and trembling.
Seeing him like this, Ling An’s heart stirred.
Ling An walked over and knelt behind Qin Yeling.
From behind, he wrapped his arms around him.
Gathering Qin Yeling entirely into his embrace.
Holding him, Ling An quietly felt his trembling.
Qin Yeling had lost a lot of weight. The first time Ling An had held him, he hadn’t been this bony.
The more he thought about it, the more his heart ached, and his eyes darkened involuntarily.
Ling An nuzzled against Qin Yeling’s ear and whispered:
“Boss, don’t reject me. I only want you.”
The warm breath fell on Qin Yeling’s ear, ticklish, like an electric current running through him. It eased his pain considerably.
He slowly came back to himself through the pain.
Only then did he realize he was being held in someone’s arms.
It was a sense of security he had never felt before, and Qin Yeling unconsciously relaxed.
A familiar faint fragrance lingered at the tip of his nose, making him sink deeper and deeper.
Ling An’s kisses fell densely along his neck.
Moving upward, until they touched the softness of his lips, and Ling An gradually deepened the exploration.
Because the System had absorbed most of the Heavenly Dao Energy,
Qin Yeling’s pain gradually lessened.
His consciousness slowly began to return.
Kissed until his face flushed red, Qin Yeling looked like a ripe peach, glowing with delicate pink, mouthwateringly tempting.
He gently pushed Ling An away and shot him an indignant glare.
“This is a hospital!”
That glare only made Ling An’s heart itch even more.
What a charming little vixen.
But Ling An never went against his own wishes.
He stood up, wrapped an arm around that slender waist, scooped Qin Yeling up in a princess carry, and walked toward the bed in the inner room.
A husky voice sounded:
“Don’t worry, Boss. No one will hear.”
Qin Yeling panicked for a moment as he was lifted, and hearing this, he angrily slapped Ling An’s chest.
“You… you’re still injured! Don’t… mmh~”
Before Qin Yeling could finish, Ling An kissed him directly, swallowing the words about to leave his lips.
He laid the man gently on the bed, pressed him down beneath him, and slowly, carefully breathed in his scent.
The faint tickling sensation left Qin Yeling’s whole body tingling.
He wanted to push away the person pressing down on him, but his body had gone hopelessly soft, without a shred of strength left.
His clothes had been torn to shreds at some unknown point.
Ling An kissed every inch of his skin, as if caressing a precious treasure, endlessly tender.
Time passed without notice, and Ling An, holding the already sleeping Qin Yeling, drifted off in satisfaction as well.
By the time the two woke, it was already night.
This time, Qin Yeling woke first.
He stared blankly at Ling An’s face, lost in thought.
He was also a little puzzled, how could a face so refined and handsome belong to someone who did such shameless things?
At this thought, Qin Yeling’s face flushed red.
Unable to help himself, he reached out and slowly traced Ling An’s features, from brow to eye.
Just as he had looked his fill and was about to withdraw his hand.
His hand was suddenly caught in a firm grip.
Ling An held Qin Yeling’s hand and pressed a gentle kiss to the back of it.