Chapter 607

"Ah! You..."

"Cheng Huan!"

Jian Yan was surprised and didn't even think about it. She subconsciously got up and took the knife in Cheng Huan's hand, but the blade pierced the skin. With Jian Yan's action, she cut a hole in Cheng Huan's chest.

Not deep, not too shallow.

The bright red liquid splashed and fell to the ground drop by drop.

Like a fiery red rose, it stings people's eyes.

Some of them fell on Jian Yan's wrist. The warm blood seemed to have a burning temperature, which made her heart cold.

Cheng Huan didn't change his face, as if it wasn't him, but his white shirt was scratched and the wound was shocking. He said, "what's the matter? Don't you want me to die?"

Jane Yan raised her hand and slapped him in the face. "You're crazy! Get out! Get out!"

Her eyes are tight, and an overwhelming despair spreads all over her heart and lungs. What did she do wrong to provoke crazy people like Cheng Huan!

Cheng Huan's deep eyes looked at her for a moment. He pressed the wound on his chest with one hand and said, "eat first."

"Listen, Cheng Huan, I want you to die. You and I hate each other. I hate you too, but let my father go before you die." Jane Yan tried her best to be calm, but her words were still harsh. "Also, if you want to die, stay away from me. I don't want to take responsibility!"

"Oh." Cheng Huan said faintly, "let me write a statement and will. Part of the inheritance will be left to you."

"Get out!" Jane Yan couldn't control it anymore. "Get out!"

"Eat the meal and I'll watch." Cheng Huan said, "it's all right. My injury doesn't matter."

As soon as Jane Yan turned around, she lifted the tray on the table to the ground and splashed the hot fried rice. She scolded, "get out of here!"

Cheng Huan looked at the mess of the place, his thin lips moved slightly, and a touch of something crossed his eyes. It dissipated quickly. He only said, "I cooked this meal very carefully, and it should be delicious..."

Jian Yan has a splitting headache. Looking at Cheng Huan's shirt dyed red with blood, she just feels depressed and suffocated.

How does it feel.

She kept saying that she wanted Cheng Huan's life, revenge for her mother and peace for her father. However, when she saw that Cheng Huan really committed suicide fearlessly, she still... Couldn't help it.

Unknowingly, Zhongcheng Huan has already been placed in Jian Yan's heart. The position is so strong that it is beyond imagination. It's like a piece of her heart that she can't give up. Maybe she doesn't care? Just because you care, you can't let go, and because you care, you hate more.

The person who loves and cares most gave her the most painful knife.

Distressed care, but can no longer change anything.

Jane Yan was sober and didn't want to see him again. She turned and paced to the window.

Cheng Huan looked at her and was silent for a while. "Ah Yan, just said if you could forgive me in this life."

Jane Yan's heart shook.

Cheng Huan leaned down slightly and pressed his hand on the position of the wound. His face was a little pale. After a while, he straightened up again and walked out of the room.

Jian Yan rubbed her temples hard and felt that her sky had collapsed.

I don't know how long later, the door was pushed open again. Cheng Huan took a bowl of soup noodles in his hand, still put it on the table, and then leaned down to clean up the mess on the ground. When it was almost done, he said, "eat the noodles while it was hot. You didn't eat at night, and your stomach can't be empty."

Jane Yan has been standing by the window, silent and speechless.

Cheng Huan walked behind her and Wen Yan said, "forget your father is still..."

Without letting him go on, Jane Yan said first, "stop talking, I'll eat."

"Come on, I simply made a udon noodles. You know, I'm not very good at cooking. I'll learn from ah Zhanduo when I'm free, and I can make whatever you want." Cheng Huan pulled her and rubbed her forehead with his big hand.

Seemingly gentle behavior, but they have their own confidants.

Jane Yan remained motionless.

Cheng Huan said, "you eat by yourself, or I feed you, you choose."

Jane Yan bit her teeth and hurried to the table.

The soup bowl was very hot. Jane Yan didn't notice. She just reached out and was scalded. She didn't care. She picked it up and sat back on the bed.

Cheng Huan went over, took a dry towel, put it under the soup bowl, set up a small table, and brought two dishes and another bowl of noodles from the kitchen. In fact, he was busy all day without water and rice.

Cheng huangang just went out. He had simply treated the wound and changed his suit. At this time, only two buttons were tied on the skirt, and the gauze inside could be seen.

Jian Yan mechanically bowed her head to eat and starved her stomach for a long time. When she touched the food, the nausea from the feedback was overwhelming. She endured it and managed to suppress it.

Now this discomfort is nothing, full of pain, her brain, her heart, her body... There is no place without shouting anger and pain.

Cheng Huan looked at her eating, sighed helplessly and bowed his head.

Jane Yan only ate half of her bowl, pushed away her bowl and wiped her mouth with a paper towel.

Cheng Huan didn't finish eating. He just said, "no appetite? I'll do something else tomorrow."

Jane Yan sighed, leaned against the bed and looked at the floor indifferently, "do you know why Zuo Zhan can cook?"

The topic jumped a little. Cheng Huan made a meal.

"A prince who was born with a golden spoon like you, who grew up in gold and silver and didn't touch the spring water, would take the initiative to go to the kitchen..."

Cheng Huan frowned. "Ah Zhan learned to cook because he made a wish, and I did it because of you. The reason is basically the same. It's all for love."

"Love?" Jian Yan seems to have heard an ironic word, and her lip pulling smile is a little cold, "Zuozhan and wishing have been responsible for 99% of the responsibility today. I used to think he was not human and was too sorry to make a wish, but now, he didn't really hurt his grandfather and grandmother, didn't move the wishing family, didn't expose her privacy, didn't destroy her career, and didn't..."

"Ah Yan."

Cheng Huan interrupted her. He would rather listen to Jian Yan's fierce rebuke than compare him with others in such a calm and self-confident way and say that he is not a thing.

"I'm your man. Insulting me is insulting you." Cheng Huan quickly ate the last two mouthfuls of noodles in the bowl, and then got up to clean up the table.

When he came in again, he went to the bed and gently held Jane Yan's long hair. "You've lost a lot of weight."

Jian Yan pushed away his hand. "Cheng Huan, you're not my man. You're not my man now or ever. You just haven't played enough with me yet. OK, I'll let you do it for my father, but if you dare to say nothing..."

"I did what I said." Cheng Huandao.

Jane Yan stopped talking and turned outside.

"Where are you going?"

"Sleep."

Cheng Huan walked over and took her hand to the master bedroom.

Jane Yan stared at him in surprise, "what do you mean?"

"We're going to sleep together, like before." Cheng Huan frowned and obviously depressed. "If you want to sleep in the guest room, you can, but that mattress is not as good as here, your waist will not be used to it."

"You..." thousands of words poured into Jian Yan's mouth, but she didn't have the strength to say it again.

No matter how much you say.

She has become his "hostage" and "meat ticket". Where can she resist again?

Jian Yan took a deep breath powerlessly, turned around and walked to the big bed, lifted it and got into it.

For a long time, she felt the bed on her side sink, and then a man with water vapor hugged her from behind.

Jian Yan's whole body was stiff and trembled when she was touched by a poisonous snake.

"How thin." Cheng Huan gently held her earlobe in his eyes, and his hoarse breath was warm. "I don't feel it when I hold it up. I have to hurry up and feed you fat."

Jane Yan tried to push him away countless times, but she suppressed them all.

She painfully closed her eyes and tried to abandon her senses and forget the people behind her. However, Cheng Huan's hot chest and powerful arms wrapped her. Repeated memories lingered in front of her and tortured her unbearably.

Cheng Huan hugged her waist. "I didn't feel anything before. Until you left, I found that I was used to holding you to sleep every day. Ah Yan, your body is very soft and cold. When you take the initiative to wrap around my waist, I can't wait for a moment and want to swallow you."

Jane Yan clenched her teeth and closed her eyes.

At this time, silence is the best refusal.

Cheng Huan kissed her on the neck and shoulder, "one day, we can be the same as before..."