Ji Yunan broke off her face. In the dark, her eyes were so bright that they narrowed slightly. "I'll ask again, who is the man who kisses you? You say it yourself, or I'll check it out? "
Shi Sheng was forced to rebel by his tough attitude. He stretched out his hand to push him, but he couldn't defeat the man's strength.
"It has something to do with you?"
In the dark, Shi Sheng can't see Ji Yunan's face clearly, but he can feel the strong displeasure of the man when he hears her words.
"You were in a hurry to marry me, but now it's none of my business? Shi Sheng, you... "He grinds his back teeth and takes a step back.
When you move, the light on the aisle lights up.
Ji Yunan stares at her. His dark eyes are like a lonely Wolf who has been hungry for a long time. It seems that he has seen it for a long time, but it seems that it is only a few seconds. His eyes move from her face to the car key she hooked on her tail finger. He sneers, "are you eating Qinghuan's vinegar?"
"You can really put money on your face. If you have time to be jealous, why don't you watch some dog blood drama."
Ji Yunan's face completely sank down, even slightly white lips are stained with blood, "next time if you dare to let outsiders to drive for you at home, I will tear down your broken car."
When Shi Sheng first came to Philadelphia, she wanted to drive back to New York for a weekend, but she didn't have time. Just as Luke was going back to New York, she asked him to help her drive.
Seeing his unhappy face, Sheng thinks that he is afraid of knowing their relationship.
"I didn't say I lived in Long Island. What I told him was to pick you up at the villa the morning before the business trip and park there."
Ji Yunan took out a lighter from his trouser pocket, lit a cigarette and took a deep breath, "open the door."
Although he didn't say anything, Shisheng felt that his temper was worse.
Almost weak way: "this is my home, if nothing you can go."
Three months did not see, she felt that Ji Yunan's behavior was more unreasonable.
Ji Yunan lifted his eyes to see her one eye, corrected, "our home."
Shi Sheng: "I'm not sure."
"If you don't want me to kick the door in the middle of the night and disturb the residents, you should know that if I really want to enter, your door can't stop me."
"What are you..."
Ji Yunan snorted. Without waiting for her to finish, he grabbed the key in her hand and opened the door.
Press the light on the porch.
The house is in a mess. Shisheng's shoes are all over the floor. Ji Yunan goes in without changing his shoes. The living room is also in a mess. His pajamas are thrown on the sofa and fruits are placed on the tea table. But his skin is wrinkled and he has no appetite.
Fortunately, it's messy, but it's not dirty.
The floor was clean and there was no dust on the tea table.
The house has two bedrooms and one living room. Ji Yunan can easily find the one Shisheng lives in, because the other bed is full of clothes, not to mention sleeping. He doesn't even have a place to sit.
Ji Yunan turns his head and looks at Shi Sheng with disgust on his face.
Shi Sheng has been busy all day, and he works overtime tonight. Now he is impatient. He looks back at her and frowns: "don't be like the leader in inspecting work. I want to go to bed. When are you leaving?"
When she begged for nothing to marry Ji Yunan, she didn't want to turn him into bed. When she saw him and Mu Qinghuan in bed that night, she didn't have such a mind.
Ji Yunan's face is not good. He looks pale under the white light. Shi Sheng doesn't think much about it. He just thinks it's the reason of the light.
He was half prostrate on the bed. "Is there a medicine box?"
"You get out of my bed first..."
In the middle of the speech, it stopped.
The shirt on his back was soaked.
The shirt was dark, nothing else could be seen, but the dark one was close to his skin and could be seen with the light.
He can't be sweating.
When the ghost Sheng Shencha's hand, finger belly from the shirt across, a little cold, a little sticky.
Her first reaction was blood, and it turned out to be blood.
A mass of red on the belly.
"Are you hurt?"
Ji Yu's face is on the south side, his eyes are half closed, and his long eyelashes are dark under his eyelids.
I don't have much spirit.
When hearing Sheng speak, he gently "en" a.
Shi Sheng is usually careless, but he's still a little bit suspicious when he encounters this kind of thing. If it's the general injury season, Yu Nan doesn't even bother to look at it, where will he take the initiative to let her bandage it.
Her voice was weak. "I don't have a medicine box here."