Yu Jinglan's face sank when he heard the speech. He had the impulse to strangle people. His voice was as cold and heartless as bloodthirsty Satan. "Take care of yourself first, she will be fine!"
"But -"
"no but!" He gritted his teeth word by word.
Looking at the cold smile on the corner of his mouth, song Yin breathed suddenly.
"Who brought you here?" Was it an accident tonight? Doubts flashed in Yu Jinglan's eyes and disappeared in a flash.
"I came to find my sister myself! I called her and she said, "here it is." Song Yin whispered. Her hands subconsciously tightened his suit. There was only a bra inside. She was wearing his suit so close to her body that she covered herself. She felt very warm.
"Don't worry about her in the future! Sit down His face was grim and frightening, and he started the car, which was absolutely not the general order. "Do you hear me?"
"Oh She let out a reluctantly. "But she's my sister, and I can't leave her alone!"
"Do you know if I'm a little late, you'll be finished tonight!" The thought of her being pressed against the wall by three men made him even more angry.
"But here you are!" She whispered and sniffed again.
"Damn it
"I'm sorry!"
"Well! How do I know if I'm here right? Who knows if you're really afraid? Maybe you want no one to save you! Anyway, you're not a virgin - "
his words made song Yin's face white, then she pulled her lips again and glanced at Yu Jinglan carefully.
Although the man on his side was cold and frightening, and his words were almost sarcastic, she thought that just now he had come down from the sky for her, and he had taken off his clothes for himself. He was so considerate that he was still the old brother Yu. Song Yin felt inexplicably warm and sighed, "is virginity really so important?"
This sentence, ask him, also ask yourself.
She knew that he was concerned about himself, but the man was so overbearing even when he showed concern. Maybe she should feel his inner world with her heart.
Villa.
Song Yin has been in the bathroom for more than an hour.
She has been scrubbed countless times, and her fair skin is red and swollen. Song Yin is still soaking in the bathroom, and the water is constantly washing away the dirty scratches left by other men
Brother Yu saved her!
He came down from the sky like a God.
Eyes some trance, the door was kicked open, earth shaking.
Song Yin's eyes looked in amazement and her heart was shocked. She saw a tall figure at the door of the bathroom, dressed in high-grade pajamas and handsome facial features. Her dark hair was a little messy, and her deep eyes were half narrowed, with a little impatience. "How long do you want to wash it?"
Song Yin subconsciously covered her own life.
"Cover what? Where have I never seen? " Yu Jinglan pulls the bath towel and throws it to her. Song Yin catches it subconsciously. "I can't come out for a minute. I've taken down the bathroom!"
"Here, here it comes!" She saw that he had gone out.
When song Yin came out again, she lowered her face. Just now, he saw her body. Inexplicably, her face turned red. She was as delicate and weak as a flower.
Around the towel, hair dripping water, went out, just go out, a towel and throw, song Yin subconsciously catch again, startled, looked up to see Yu Jinglan frowning at her.
She did not know how to lower her head and wipe her dripping hair with a towel. She was nervous to death, but she whispered: "thank you, brother Yu!"
"It's done. Come here!" Song Lin son raised her chin and left a scar on her face.
Raised, Yu Jinglan lowered her head, in Song Yin's stunned moment, his lips in her neck socket, hard suck a mouthful.
It hurts!
Suma!
Song Yin did not dare to move!
In the next second, Yu Jinglan let her go, eyes staring at her neck nest, turned and walked toward the bed. "Come here and give you the medicine!"
Song Yin was stunned and walked over.
"Sit down! Take off the bath towel
Shua! Her face is burning! "No, no! No medicine is needed! "
Because her body is bruised, it doesn't matter if she doesn't use medicine. What's more, she doesn't wear anything inside.
However, as soon as her words were finished, Yu Jinglan had torn off the towel that was in her way. "No more nonsense, I'll ravage you to death tonight!"
Song Yin is scared. Boss, don't you take one like this?!
How can he tear off her clothes? Although they are husband and wife, although he wants to help her with medicine, it's very ambiguous. It's so ambiguous!
Seeing her concave convex body, Yu Jinglan's eyes narrowed slightly. A touch of danger overflowed from his eyes. But he just took the alcohol cotton ball and added it one by one with tweezers to help her disinfect.The whole process, although very humanitarian, but song Yin's face has been congested state.
There are several bruises and bruises on Song Yin's body, which seem to be a little frightening. Pour medicinal oil into her palm and rub the ointment on the bruises accurately. Yu Jinglan's strength is very accurate. The bruises melted by the medicinal oil slowly dissipate the pain. His hand, like a flame, burns her skin, making her whole person congested, but her heart is warm Yes, because of his considerate action.
I don't know if my sister is back now?!
Yu Jinglan's eyes on her handsome face blinked deeply, but he didn't say anything. Time flowed little by little. His hand finally left her body. Then he stood up and dropped a sentence, "I'm very tired, you have a rest early too!"
With that, he went out.
Song Yin opened her mouth slightly and blinked her misty eyes. After all, she didn't say anything. In fact, she wanted to ask if he had eaten because she didn't eat.
Song Yin changed her clothes and went downstairs. Because there was no one at home for several days, she was covered with a thin layer of dust.
Home?!
Song Yin was startled by this word. How could this word come out of her mind?
He thought that he had said before that sister-in-law Zhang had a holiday. Now more than a week later, sister-in-law Zhang has not come back. He said that the family needs a cleaner. She rolled up the sleeves of her pajamas, took a towel and began to clean the table.
Kneeling on the floor a little bit of wipe the floor, did not feel tired.
Until she wiped the whole hall and kitchen, even the stairs. Song Yin felt her sweat and looked at her watch with a sense of accomplishment. God, two hours passed.
How hungry!
I went to the kitchen to have a look. I haven't bought any vegetables for several days. I only had noodles and eggs, so I cooked some noodles.
It's just about to be served.
"What are you doing? Don't you sleep? " Yu Jinglan didn't know when he appeared behind him. He was silent and scared song Yin.
"Well, it's a bit dirty at home. I cleaned it up, and now I cook some noodles. You Do you want to eat it? " Song Yin didn't expect him to appear suddenly.
"You're not tired if you don't sleep in the middle of the night? Stupid woman Looking at her submissive appearance, Yu Jinglan's temper came again, "didn't eat?"
"Well!" Song Yin nodded and twisted her clothes as hard as she could. Just a little consolation is that although Yu Jinglan's tone is very serious, it seems that there is no irony, but also shows hidden concern. "Stupid woman!"
She's stupid, but is she as stupid as he says? Gnashing one's teeth with overbearing indulgence.
Do not sleep in the middle of the night cleaning, this is just like a rogue almost raped women do it? Can't you hide and cry? She was good. She cried in the car for a while. After crying and dirtying his suit, she came back to clean and cook noodles like nobody.
In other words, he was really hungry. When he came back from R City, he came all the way, but he didn't eat much. He looked at the noodles in the pot, not a lot.
Just then song Yin raised her head and saw him looking at her face. She immediately said, "are you hungry?"
Yu Jinglan moved his vision, song Yincai just and Yu Jinglan's eyes on, and immediately lower down.
His dark eyes are very deep, and always mixed with a trace of anger, people do not dare to see.
Her words made his face uncertain.
His eyes seemed to be a little erratic, a faint anger around him. And when his eyes swept over Song Yin, there was another point of complexity that was difficult to explain.
"Brother Yu, I'll serve you noodles. You can have some. I've cooked a lot of them!" Song Yin thought that he might be embarrassed to say "eat". She thought that he was so cute. She couldn't help it.
"Good!" Yu Jinglan spewed out such a word and said, "is there no other dish?"
Song Yin didn't expect that he would ask, and her lips couldn't help flying. "There are only eggs and noodles in the fridge, and the rest are pickles. Do you want to eat?"
Looking at her eyes brighten up, it seems that there is a moment of vitality, Yu Jinglan seems to be infected, but also can not help raising the corner of the lip. "Good!"
Song Yinsheng finished his noodles and came out with them. Yu Jinglan was already sitting at the dining table. His face was a little tired. Although he had slept for more than two hours, he had heavy dark circles under his eyes.
Song Yin took a careful look at him and began to open the bags of pickles and shrimp sauce again. "Have you never had a rest?"
"Well A little busy, no time to rest! " Yu Jinglan said simply.
"Then go back to sleep after you finish eating!" The words of concern came out all of a sudden. After that, I couldn't help being stunned and lowered my head.
Yu Jinglan's eyes tightened, but he could not see any emotion.
Song Yin pursed her lips and went to the kitchen.
Yu Jinglan looks at the bowl in front of her eyes. She seems to have given him all the noodles. She turns on the natural gas again. After being busy for a while, she brings out another spray of noodles.Song Yin put the poached eggs into his bowl and said, "tomorrow I'll go shopping and fill the refrigerator. If you want to eat something, you can tell me, I'm ready!"
Yu Jinglan didn't speak. After a while of silence, song Yin looked up at him and said softly, "I'll go with you!"
Song Yin shook her hand and opened her mouth. Did the sun come out in the west?
"It's convenient to buy things with a car!" He added.
"But aren't you busy? Is it too tired? " She asked again, feeling as if there was a topic between them. She had always thought that there was no common topic between them, but only humiliation and irony.