Chapter 67

Jin Beisen didn't force her to say anything. He knew everything anyway.

"Or go downstairs and eat first?" Jin Beisen paused and tried to ask Zhou Manchun's opinion. She had not eaten in a day and must be very hungry.

"Good." Zhou Manchun looks up slightly, not humble but not arrogant.

In the living room, Mrs. Wang has already prepared a table of rich dinner. Seeing Jin Beisen and Zhou Manchun coming down, Mrs. Wang appears a little restrained and stands aside quietly.

"Mr. Jin, Miss Zhou, the food is ready." Wang Ma said with a smile.

"Mother Wang, go back to your room and have a rest." Jin Beisen said without expression. In order not to let Zhou Manchun feel constrained, he supported Wang ma.

Wang Ma asked for it. Anyway, she didn't want to stay here and get involved in the two people's affairs. After a word, they quarreled again.

"Yes." Wang Ma straightened up and left.

There are only Jin Beisen and Zhou Manchun left in the dining room of Nuo University. This villa was originally deserted, and now the atmosphere is even more strange.

Zhou Manchun is eating in obscurity. She feels that the dishes made by Wang Ma are delicious and have the taste of home. Wang Ma can't make western food, so she makes simple home-made dishes.

"Well, the dishes made by Mrs. Wang are delicious." Zhou Manchun stuffed a piece of braised pork into his mouth, smiling and smiling.

"Can't you pay attention to the image?" Jin Beisen's eyes stared at Zhou Manchun displeasantly. His elegant dining style added a bit of coolness and dignity to himself.

"What's the matter? I can't eat out like this." Zhou Manchun waved freely. She was really hungry. It's only once in a thousand years that she would devour.

"You are quite self-conscious, afraid of humiliating me?" Jin Beisen's way of talking and laughing.

"You're not going to take me out to see your friends. What's your shame?" Zhou Manchun put a prawn in his mouth again, and said vaguely.

"How do you know I won't? I just No friends. " All of a sudden, Jin Beisen's self mocking smile, the long and narrow indifference has the color of inertia.

Jin Beisen has countless friends from childhood, but he can be called a friend. He thinks that only Ye Junwen is there. Other people have a purpose to approach him. If he is not Jin Beisen, those people will never make friends with him, so Jin Beisen is not rare for this false feeling.

Zhou Manchun's hand suddenly paused with chopsticks. To Jin Beisen's indifferent eyes, she said with a smile, "it's a coincidence, so am I."

"That's your bad character." Jin Beisen's light satirized a sentence, and her proud eyes swept over her pink face.

Zhou Manchun still ate happily. Suddenly, she said, "Jin Beisen, if we don't have this kind of relationship in the future, maybe we can still be friends."

It's said that Jin is not happy. He has a look. Without the temperature, he looks up. "I don't care. What kind of friend do I make? Keep it for you as a spare wheel? "

Zhou Manchun said with a wild laugh, "ha ha, you're so proud of me?"

Jin Beisen kept silent and stopped talking.

This dinner was quite harmonious. Zhou Manchun thought it was very rare.

In the dark night, Zhou Manchun watched a TV play on the sofa for a while. At nine o'clock, he was carried to the room by Jin Beisen.

Zhou mantun closed his eyes nervously, thinking that she could not escape the fate of grief. Tonight, Jin Beisen should not be such a beast. She is a patient at all.

"Shall I bathe you or shall you bathe me?" In the room, Jin Beisen smiled and said some ambiguous words beside Zhou Manchun's ears.

"What is your multiple choice question?" Zhou Manchun stared, thinking Jin Beisen was just kidding himself.

"One out of two, give you three seconds to think about." Jin Beisen has swept Zhou Manchun, with a rare tenderness and doting on the bottom of his eyes.

"Can I choose to wash myself?" Three seconds later, Zhou Manchun asked hesitantly. Her face was red with Jin Beisen's provocative words, but it was lovely in Jin Beisen's eyes.

"No, but you can choose to wash it with me." As soon as the voice fell, Jin Beisen bent down to hold Zhou Manchun up horizontally. Zhou Manchun struggled and left both slippers on the ground, but it was useless. As long as Jin Beisen wanted to do something, he would achieve his goal by any means.

"Pervert, you pervert." Zhou Manchun beat his chest and feet. During the struggle, Jin Beisen has stripped his clothes and thrown them into the bathtub.

Jin Beisen ignored her protest directly and said with a spoiled smile: "wife, don't insult yourself. You say I'm a pervert. What's the good for you? If I am a pervert, then you are the Pervert's wife. Do you think it's very pleasant? " Instead of being angry, Jin Beisen said funnily.

"Who is your wife?" Zhou Manchun looks at Jin Beisen with alert face.

"Oh, don't you like that? How about calling you little lover? " Jin Beisen not only did not stop, but also flirted with Zhou Manchun with more interest.

"Go away." Zhou Manchun clenched his right hand and punched Jin Beisen on his strong chest.

Jin Beisen defends for attack, clasps Zhou Manchun's head with his left hand, and comes to Zhou Manchun's chest with his right hand. With the sound of water, Zhou Manchun's pajamas are thrown outside the bathtub by Jin Beisen.

Zhou Manchun hurriedly covered his chest with his hand in embarrassment. Jin Beisen smiled with a smile of bad intention, and his right hand came to Zhou Manchun's thigh.

"You..." Zhou Manchun's face was red with tension and could bleed.

"What? Shy what? Where are you I haven't touched? " Jin Beisen grabs Zhou Manchun's hand and suddenly covers it in the middle of his thigh.

Zhou Manchun is like being split by lightning. His mind is blank, but there is a hot and hard touch in his palm. Zhou Manchun wants to die!

"Let go, you rascal." How dare Zhou Manchun stay in that part? She resisted and pulled back her hand as hard as she could.

Jin Beisen smiled badly, and his eyes were very keen. He glanced at Zhou Manchun. The water in the bathtub was almost full, and he had reached Zhou Manchun's chest.

A ferocious scar came into Jin Beisen's eyes. Jin Beisen's vision became more complicated. Zhou man's pure white skin was totally incompatible with that scar. It seemed that she was so perfect. This scar should not appear on her at all.

Zhou Manchun also realized that Jin Beisen was looking at the scar on his body. The scar was ugly and long. Zhou Manchun didn't want to see it to Jin Beisen. He hurriedly blocked his upper body with his arm. In the pure eye light, he was afraid, which made people feel very sad.

"How did it come about?" Asked Jin Beisen with a sad face.