The Days Dominated by the Wife-staring Demon + Spoiler

Until it was fully bandaged, the doctor issued an order for Xu Bai to get the medicine, and An Jing still maintained that expression, looking like she wanted to educate but dared not.

Ge Zijie couldn't help thinking of the time when An Jing warned An Yang not to eat candy in a serious tone, exactly the same as when he scolded himself just now.

"An Jing." Ge Zijie held An Jing's hand with his uninjured hand, feeling her fingertips trembling in his palm, "I'm fine."

Chapter 40

"How could it be all right?" An Jing looked at the ferocious blood-red wound, which didn't match Ge Zijie's straight suit and delicate and good-looking face at all, "Why are you helping me block it, it's better to let that airs Hit me, anyway, I'm not afraid of pain."

Ge Zijie's hand tightened a bit, squeezed An Jing's fingertips, and passed some warmth, "I'm not afraid of pain."

An Jing looked at her pale lips, moved her mouth, but didn't dare to say the words in her heart.

Whether you are afraid of pain or not, I feel sorry for you.

"If there is a scar, you are also a girl, how can you meet people like this."

Ge Zijie is used to calling the wind and rain in the company. He heard a lot of people calling him "director", "facial paralysis" and "devil" behind his back. This is the first time he heard someone call himself "girl", and he couldn't help but smile , but felt warm in his heart, "Tell me, I'm so shameless."

"You." An Jing met her smiling eyes. Normally, Ge Zijie couldn't accumulate the number of times Ge Zijie laughed in a day today, but now she doesn't care about happiness and appreciation at all. The more this person looks at herself, the more anxious she becomes. Unprincipled and indifferent to his own injuries.

"With a scar, you don't like me anymore?" Ge Zijie raised his eyebrows.

An Jing's eyelids twitched, and there was a fear of the secret that had been carefully hidden for a long time being exposed, "I didn't."

She refuted these three words very quickly, but her voice lacked confidence at all, which only made Ge Zijie's eyes smile even more.

"I don't like me..." She purposely lengthened the end of her voice, so that An Jing's nervous eyes could be gathered, and then she tapped her lips with her hand, "Do this kind of thing to me?"

An Jing's brain exploded at the beginning, and there was not a single sane cell left. She concealed her thoughts for so long that she didn't even understand clearly, but in the end, she was exposed in person.

The messy mind couldn't think of a response at all, but this man was still unwilling to let go, his fingers scratched An Jing's palm, and the itching caused made her heart tremble.

"Ok?"

"I apologized to you...I shouldn't have done that."

"Don't apologize, I allow you to like it." Ge Zijie moved closer, looking directly at An Jing with deep eyes, and the voice lingering in her ear was like a spell, "This is your privilege."

Just now there was a muffled head, and at this moment fireworks were set off, hitting An Jing's rational line, "You, what are you talking about?"

"I won't say the same thing a second time."

The atmosphere was disturbed by Ge Zijie for a while, and An Jing couldn't talk to her about the wound.

Ge Zijie looked serious, and he could talk more than anyone else, and if she asked her to bring the topic to a restricted place, An Jing felt that she could not sleep tonight.

The inability to communicate could not stop An Jing from secretly worrying. As soon as she got home, she turned on her computer and started searching for medicines for scar removal. She carefully took out her notebook and wrote down a few good reputations. She even went to Baidu to check the dispensing list. The properties of all medicines were confirmed.She planned to go to the pharmacy to buy it the next day, but when she was done, she suddenly remembered something, stood up and walked outside.

She has lived in this villa for several months. She has been to the study room, dance practice room and even the studio, but only Ge Zijie's private bedroom has always been a forbidden area for her, and she dare not even think of knocking on the door.

But now she stands in front of this forbidden door, her arms raised high.

Taking a deep breath, the last two slaps on the door panel were soft and weak, "Director?"

Ge Zijie was unbuttoning her body in front of the mirror. Because her right hand was still stained with blood, she could only use one hand, and it was really laborious.

The first time she heard the knock on the door, she knew who the people were outside. The servants at home had been here for more than five years and knew her habits. No one would knock on the door without special instructions.

"Come in."

The door was pushed open, and the first thing An Jing saw when she entered the room was Ge Zijie's half-exposed shoulders. There were still a few scratches on it that didn't go away, which were extremely conspicuous on her fair skin.

An Jing's face started to get hot after one glance, and she immediately turned her eyes away to stare at the wood grain on the floor. She was very familiar with these tricks, but she was caught by her own desperate hands that night, and she didn't expect to do it like this Heavy, it hasn't disappeared after a few days.

Thinking of this, she remembered the feeling of being close to Ge Zijie's warm body, as well as her muffled moan in her ears.

Grabbing two people who are so sensitive on the back, where did they have the face to say that they are not afraid of pain just now.

Ge Zijie took off his shirt in front of An Jing, without hiding anything, and turned to look at her.

"Shy?" She laughed, "You kept it all by yourself."

Only then did An Jing realize that Ge Zijie had seen the messy expressions on her face just now in the reflection of the changing mirror.

"I..." An Jing gave up the opportunity to defend herself, and changed to something serious: "This bag is the anti-inflammatory painkiller prescribed by the doctor, and you didn't take it."