Ye Beibei sat up mechanically. He felt a little dizzy, but he could still hold on. He lowered his head and looked at the intact clothes on his body, feeling slightly relieved.
She stayed on the bed for a while, her mind still in a mess. After a while, she got up and walked out a little top-heavy.
Opening the bedroom door, bright sunlight shone in. Not far away was the living room. She took a casual look and found that the house was very large and the layout was as beautiful as a model house in a decoration magazine. It was mainly white and dark blue.
The colors are bright and the lines are simple and elegant. Maybe because someone cleaned it carefully, the whole room is spotless.
Ye Beibei didn't see anyone in the living room. When she heard the sound coming from the kitchen, she walked a few steps over to find the sound. She unexpectedly found Li Minglang wearing an apron and rolling up his sleeves, standing in front of the kitchen cutting something. The sunlight came from the kitchen.
The west-facing window shines in, and his hair is dyed a little golden.
If it were in the past, the way Liming Lang was cooking would have made Ye Beibei scream in a strange way, but at this time, she had no such intention at all, and said to the person who was still concentrating on chopping vegetables: "I'm leaving!" But the voice
Dull and very weak.
The room was so quiet that Liming Lang still heard Ye Beibei's low voice. He turned around and saw Ye Beibei standing there. He was dazed for a moment, and then he smiled and said, "You're awake!"
"Well, I'm leaving." Ye Beibei nodded numbly and walked towards the door mechanically.
"Where are you going?" Liming Lang didn't even have time to put down his knife, he chased after him like a gust of wind and stood in front of Ye Beibei.
"Go home." Ye Beibei said expressionlessly, trying to avoid him and continue walking towards the door.
"What home are you going back to? Your parents have gone abroad to live with your brother!" Liming Lang's handsome face was filled with anger and anxiety, and he deliberately misunderstood her meaning.
"Go back to my own home!" Ye Beibei's eyes were ruthless, and the calmness on his face was crazy!
"You must be sick in your head. You still want to go home after this. You are a sadist!" Liming Lang couldn't bear it any more. He waved the kitchen knife in his hand and shouted. He saw Ye Beibei's eyes flashing.
Panicked, he threw the kitchen knife to the partition next to him belatedly.
As if to prevent Ye Beibei from disappearing suddenly, he reached out and grabbed her shoulders firmly, narrowed his narrow eyes slightly, and looked her up and down, his eyes as serious as studying exotic animals, "Ye Beibei,
Why didn't I see it before? You still have such strength! You are so indomitable and perseverant! In your previous life, were you Liu Hulan or Sister Jiang?"
"I'm Dong Cunrui! Get out of the way!" Ye Beibei's attitude was very firm.
"Why are you going back and listening to him explain to you? Then continue to pretend to be virtuous and virtuous, and live a life of compromise with your sanctimonious and hypocrite husband! Why are you so mean! Do you have any dignity at all? I can't afford to lose it to you.
People who are willing to be humbled!" Liming Lang was really a little angry at Ye Beibei's indifferent look, and he started to speak indiscriminately.
"I'm just cheap, what's wrong!" Ye Beibei's heart full of grief and indignation suddenly turned into an uncontrollable anger, and his eyes were red, "Who are you, you care about me? I tell you, Liming Lang, don't think that
You caught Jiang Yuezhou in bed today, so you are nobler and greater than him. Bah! You have done all kinds of bad things since you were a child. You have sores on your head and pus on your feet. I have never seen you.
There are more rubbish and disgusting people in this world than you!"
Liming Lang felt a wave of anger almost rising to the top of his head, and he said in a hateful voice: "Look, look, Ye Beibei, when it comes to your beloved husband, you stop being so serious and look like you are going to risk your life with me!
You're still mad at me, aren't you? Why don't you dare to yell at Jiang Yuezhou like this? You used all your fierceness to deal with me! Let me tell you, wake up, there is no such thing in this world
The only real drunken sex is when a man pretends to be crazy while drinking!"
Ye Beibei could almost hear the rattling sound of Liming Lang's teeth. His face was ferocious, and the wrist that clasped her shoulders looked like he was going to crush her bones. This look of Liming Lang was like a devil reborn, but
Ye Beibei is not afraid of anything now. The gushing anger and the grief and anger in her heart are about to burn all the blood in her body. She wishes that this fire would ignite the whole world and turn it all into ashes. "Ling Minglang, don't
You pretend to be a good person in front of me, don’t I understand you? You must be holding something bad in your heart right now! Ever since I was a child, as long as you appear, I have never seen anything good!"
Liming Lang was startled by Ye Beibei's words. The unpredictable expression disappeared from his face in an instant. Unfortunately, Ye Beibei, who had tears in his eyes, could not see anything. His tone softened unconsciously,
"Ye Beibei, why are you so stubborn? Even now, why are you going back?"
As soon as he heard that Li Minglang's momentum dropped, Ye Beibei's bluffing arrogance suddenly disappeared. His heart felt sour and tears almost fell down. He tried his best to suppress the tremor in his voice, "Why, you only allow me to be mean, and you can't do it anymore."
I must turn back! I have to go back and take out my things. I will also have to eat in the future. Where are my graduation certificate and ID card!"
Liming Lang felt an indescribable pity in his heart. He reached out and hugged Ye Beibei to his chest. He circled her tightly with one hand and gently patted her shoulder with the other, as if he were treating a child who had been wronged.
Ye Beibei suddenly burst into tears without any warning. The tears that had been accumulated for a long time finally burst out. She cried out in despair and sorrow, as if she wanted to cry out her internal organs.
Liming Lang just hugged her, without comforting or stopping her. He just kept patting her shoulders and let her tears rage on his chest.
Ye Beibei cried until the end, her shoulders were hunched, and she was trembling, twitching as if she could not breathe.
Liming Lang hurriedly hugged her and sat her on the sofa, "Okay, okay, Beibei, just cry. Just cry. Just cry. For that kind of person, it's not worth it if you cry and break your body!"
This sentence brought back Ye Beibei's sadness, and the tears couldn't stop falling down again. Liming Lang didn't dare to speak anymore this time. He just looked at Ye Beibei, wondering why a woman's body
There will be so many tears stored in it.
I don’t know how long it took, but Ye Beibei finally wiped away her tears, raised her head and said to Liming Lang: "Go and cook, I'm hungry!"
Seeing that she wanted to eat, Liming Lang put down her snacks, stood up and took two steps, then hesitantly turned around and said, "I suggest you take a shower first!"
"Okay." Ye Beibei agreed obediently. The heating in Liming Lang's house was too full. After crying a lot, she was covered in sweat and felt sticky. She got up and walked forward in a daze.
"Hey, wait! Do you know where the bathroom is?" Liming Lang called to Ye Beibei, and as if he was used to it, he took Ye Beibei's hand and led her to the bathroom door.
Ye Beibei pushed the door open and walked into the bathroom. When she saw herself in the mirror, she realized why Liming Lang asked her to take a shower. The delicate makeup on her face was stained by sweat and tears. Her eyes were as red and swollen as peaches. Her hair was messy and her body was thin.
Her skirt was wrinkled, like a living ghost, it was simply too horrible to look at.
"Ye Beibei!" Liming Lang knocked on the bathroom door outside.
Ye Beibei turned around and opened the door. Liming Lang handed her a glass of juice and a glass of water, and told her: "Drink water first to replenish water, and then drink juice to replenish physical strength and blood sugar! You are weak now, remember not to wash too much
Long time.”
The cold water flows through the thirsty throat, and it is as beautiful as nectar. When you look carefully at this dawn, you really want to commit yourself to it.
The bathroom at Liming Lang's house is spacious and luxurious, with a large sunken bathtub, a computer-controlled massage program, countless long and short bath towels on the shelves, and a large row of bath salts.
Ye Beibei took off her clothes and immersed her exhausted body in the warm water. The negative ion bubbles that rushed up massaged her skin, making her feel so comfortable that even her sadness seemed to be diluted by the warm water...
She only washed for a short while, and Liming Lang knocked on the door outside, "Ye Beibei, just wash yourself, don't faint again!"
"I know, that's good!" Ye Beibei also knew that her current body couldn't be greedy for comfort. When she stood up from the bathtub, she was still a little violent. Her eyes turned black for a moment and her head felt dizzy. "Ah!" There was a movement at his feet.
He skidded and threw himself forward, hitting his forehead heavily on the edge of the bathtub.
"What's wrong!" Li Minglang heard the noise outside the door, pushed the door open and barged in. It turned out that Ye Beibei was so distracted that he forgot to lock the door.
"No, it's okay! I just slipped my foot!" Ye Beibei touched his head with one hand and held the bathtub with the other hand to stand up. His head hurt so much that tears seemed to come out of his eyes for a moment, and Li Minglang's face
Just as she was swaying in the white water, she suddenly reacted and shouted sharply: "Get out! You gangster!"
"Me, me!" Liming Lang turned around hurriedly in annoyance, "Are you okay?"
"I'll be fine if you get out!" Ye Beibei thought dejectedly. She had sadly relaxed her vigilance, forgetting that Liming Lang was a wolf himself.
"I'm afraid something will happen to you!" Liming Lang was a little angry, "It looks like a green cucumber, no one cares to look at it!"
Ye Beibei didn't dare to say anything for fear of offending the devil. She just held her chest with both hands warily. After watching Li Minglang walk out, she hurriedly jumped out of the bathtub, grabbed a big bath towel and wrapped herself tightly.
Then he rushed to the door and locked the door twice.
Liming Lang heard the "click" of the door lock and turned around. He raised his fist fiercely and waved twice inside. The beautiful body that had just been burned in unexpectedly appeared in his mind. The water mist was steaming like a piece of fine wine.
Bai Yu, so tempting. He felt his body react. When he lowered his head, he saw that a small tent had been set up under his pants. He cursed angrily and went into his cloakroom to get some for Ye Beibei.