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Tang Jinjin was always a shy person, she would blush when she was ashamed, she immediately lowered her head and murmured, "I didn't ask you to kiss me."

She didn't provoke him, it was his own inexplicable impulsiveness.

The image of the two kissing just now came to mind, and the brief contact for a few seconds seemed to be engraved into the bone marrow, leaving a deep imprint.

The grinding between the lips, the entanglement of each other's breathing.

This is her second kiss.

But it feels exactly the same passive.

"Sure enough, men don't have a good thing!"

Tang Jinjin bit her lip and muttered, her clear eyes were also tinged with warmth and anger.

Leng Yanchi's deep black eyes burst out with thick ink, which was dangerous and intense.

"How many men have you compared to this conclusion?"

Leng Yanchi's breathing suddenly became heavier, and his anger was obvious.

Tang Jinjin's back stiffened, her long eyelashes blinked slightly, and her pure black eyes looked at his stern eyebrows.

That kind of girl's natural innocence, soft and fragile.

Others would not be able to arouse any emotion in him at all, but Tang Jinjin could.

Brave and tough, without losing the tenderness and beauty of a 20-year-old girl, such a girl can easily inspire a man's blood and desire to conquer.

Tang Jinjin saw that his eyes were burning with fire, his thin lips were pursed tightly as if displeased, and his complex temperament shocked his heart.

"Of course it is a result of comparison. Without comparison, there is no harm."

Tang Jinjin was a little annoyed by the frivolous words, and stared at him with red eyes, like an angry little beast.

Leng Yanchi narrowed his eyes slightly, and those narrow eyes stained with scarlet stared at her fiercely, with a layer of cold air falling.

Tang Jinjin felt that his appearance at the moment was terrifying, but she didn't back down: "You think I'm dirty and shameless, that's your business. But it doesn't mean I can be spoiled by you wantonly."

In Tang Jinjin's view, Leng Yanchi is a high-ranking person in the shopping mall.

I am used to life and death, and I like to control everything.

But she doesn't like it, doesn't like the feeling of being disrespected.

"Reckless waste?"

Leng Yanchi sneered in a low voice, but when she thought of the night in the hotel, she had nightmares again and again.

He suppressed the anger in his heart, and returned to his usual cold and distant look: "Then if I give you medicine now, is it a waste of money?"

Tang Jinjin: "..."

This man is really inexplicable for her to understand.

Seeing her silence, Leng Yanchi spoke again: "I didn't expect you to be quite conservative."

"I'll do it myself, and don't bother you."

Tang Jinjin drew back her little hand, and seeing that her knuckles were covered with black blood scabs, she was in no mood to quarrel with him.

Leng Yanchi threw the removed dirty bandages on the ground, those white and soft little hands were now hideously scarred and swollen.

It was shocking.

There was a look of unbearable in his originally angry eyes.

He picked up the disinfectant alcohol in front of her and wiped it again, then applied the externally applied medicine to her.

The two people who were still at war just now were silent at the same time.

The atmosphere is not harmonious, but also calmly coexist.

"All right."

Leng Yanchi rewrapped the splint and gauze for her, put down her hands, tidied up, and fell directly on the sofa, as if very tired.

The condition improved after taking the medicine.

Just now, she got angry with her sharp teeth, and her head hurts.

Tang Jinjin raised her hand and looked at it.

This bandage is as good as a doctor's.

She wiped her hair with a dry towel, and watched Leng Yanchi collapse on the sofa with her eyes closed.

For the sake of him bandaging and changing dressings for her, she didn't care about that with him.

Tang Jinjin has a good personality, and her temper comes and goes quickly.

It belongs to the kind that treats her kindly and softens her heart.

"If you're not feeling well, go and rest. I can't take care of you with my small body."

"I haven't reached the point where I need a woman to take care of me."

"Oh~~" Tang Jinjin pursed her lips and let out an oh.

Leng Yanchi opened a slit and looked at her.

"It's you, be careful when you take a bath. Don't expect me to go to the bathtub to catch you. I can't bear the crime of wantonly spoiling you."

"That's not possible!" Tang Jinjin stood up abruptly with her arms around the towel.

He went upstairs boldly and vigorously.

Leng Yanchi took a look, put his hand on his forehead, and closed his eyes to rest.

Five minutes later, Tang Jinjin walked down like a soaked chicken again.

This time I was wrapped in a bath towel, but with every step I took, there was a puddle of water under my feet.

Today was really crazy, the shower head in the bathroom was like crazy, spewing water indiscriminately, completely ruined her.

If it weren't for the serious injury to her hand, she really wanted to take it apart!
Tang Jinjin went downstairs angrily, clenched her left hand into a small fist, like a runaway loli.

When she walked into the living room and saw Leng Yanchi still leaning on the sofa, she slowed down.

The man leaned back on the sofa with his eyes closed.

The bright lights illuminated the man's handsome and delicate face, black shirt and trousers, simple and sharp lines outlined his slender and straight body.

The top two buttons of the shirt were open, revealing his deeply embedded collarbone, and the green veins on his arm under the short sleeves were faintly visible. On his right wrist, he wore a black mechanical watch.

Casual and lazy, extravagant.

Afraid of waking him up, Tang Jinjin tiptoed over to take the paper bag and go upstairs to change the medicine herself.

A slight noise disturbed Leng Yanchi.

Leng Yan slowly opened his eyes, only to see that he pursed his thin lips, and there was a bit of danger in his indifferent expression.

Tang Jinjin swallowed secretly: "Well, let me take my medicine."

Tang Jinjin put her right hand, which had just changed the medicine, behind her back, not daring to let him see it.

Leng Yanchi narrowed his eyes and looked at her from top to bottom.

Looking at the water stains on the carpet, and then at her clear, white and water-dropped little face.

"Can you repair the water pipes like this?"

The voice is deep and hoarse, warm and faint.

But Tang Jinjin only felt embarrassed when he heard it.

"The shower in your bathroom is set too high. When I turned the water on, it seemed to explode."

Tang Jinjin was speechless, and even a little angry.

It really exploded.

Spraying water indiscriminately, like a goddess scattering flowers, completely confused her.

Leng Yanchi closed her eyes and took a deep breath.

When he opened his eyes again, he lowered his arms.

"come over."

His tone was a little impatient.

"Huh?" Tang Jinjin hesitated.

This medicine was changed for her just now.

She felt that it was very strange for a person like Leng Yanchi to condescend to change her medicine once.

"Do you still want your hands?" Leng Yanchi's tone became a little more serious.

Obviously hate the tone of the iron but not the steel.

Tang Jinjin faltered immediately, bit the bullet and sat down.

Sitting in the same posture as before, he stretched out his hand to her, and then watched him change his dressing with fear.

Faster and faster than before.

After changing the medicine, Tang Jinjin secretly breathed a sigh of relief, she got up and bowed to thank, "Thank you, brother Yanchi."

Leng Yanchi got up with a sullen face, and walked upstairs past her.

"What's wrong with the shower?"

Tang Jinjin stood up straight and stared at his back in a daze.

Is he going to fix her shower?

Thinking of the clothes she had put carelessly in the bathroom, Tang Jinjin was shocked and immediately followed.