In the morning, before Zhi Xing got up, she received a call from William. She got up in frustration, grabbed the phone, and said in a bad tone, "Xiao Wei, it's seven o'clock in the morning here! OK?"
It sounded a bit noisy from the other side, and the music was booming. "Hey, girl, did you miss me?"
"I wonder how you didn't get exploded!"
"Don't be like this, I miss you so much! I haven't contacted you in so many days, and you don't know how to take the initiative to call me~ You have no conscience! You have no conscience!"
She scratched her hair and said impatiently, "Okay, I have something to say and something to say!"
"So cruel..." William paused and said, "Okay, I'm just calling to tell you that Leng Yiran is engaged. His fiancée is the daughter of a plutocrat here, and his family's business is quite big! This has caused harm to my family.
The old man has all kinds of envy, jealousy, and hatred..."
Zhixing didn't listen to a word of what William said next. He held the phone and lay on the bed blankly, with that sentence over and over again in his mind -
He is engaged...
She smiled coldly, turned over, grabbed a pillow and covered her face. Her world immediately fell into darkness.
She and Leng Yi were like enemies in their previous lives, destined to repay their debts by hurting each other in this life. She knew that this man was dangerous, and getting close to him would only expand her wounds. However, for a moment, she still took the initiative to cover her eyes.
, groping for his direction, like a moth flying into the flame.
Touching my heart, I felt it really hurt, as if it was about to burst, and blood kept coming out.
However, she will never forget that it was her who pushed him away with her own hands for the last time. Therefore, no matter how painful it is, she will not lick the wound in front of others!
no way.
At this moment, the door was pushed open suddenly. Zhi Xing was startled, sat up and stared, "Yansheng Jie, what do you want?"
Yan Shengjie's hair was wet, and water drops were dripping down his beautiful cheeks. He wore a white V-neck sweater that was mostly wet, and was pressed tightly against his chest. The two small fruit pods on his chest were faintly visible.
Zhi Xing quickly closed his eyes and cursed him seven thousand two hundred times in his heart, monster! Monster!!
If you don't sleep early in the morning and run up to her, will you cause her to get a needle eye?
"Hey, don't close your eyes. You've seen everything you should see." He came over, lifted her quilt directly, grabbed her wrist, and said, "Follow me."
"Where to go?!"
"Help me take a bath."
"Boom"
Zhi Xing didn't pay attention to her feet and tripped over the leg of the bed. The pain made her burst into tears. Yan Shengjie squatted down, glanced at her red legs, smiled and patted her head, "Don't worry, I won't be disabled. Even so.
If you are disabled, I will be responsible for raising you."
Zhi Xing rubbed his calf while glaring at him, "You don't have long hands or feet. You don't know how to wash yourself in the shower? Besides, don't you still have your father-in-law Xian?"
"He's too stupid,"
He stood up, condescendingly, and said, "You can't touch my wounds with water. You'd better move quickly." After saying that, he turned around and left.
"Pressing someone with wounds again! Don't you have any other excuse?!" Angry, she still limped up and came to his oversized bedroom reluctantly.
Pushing the door open and walking into the bathroom, Yan Shengjie had already taken off his clothes, and the stitches on his back had not yet been removed, which was terrifying. He is an extremely stubborn person and does not like any form of restraint. He has removed it since the day he was discharged from the hospital.
Got a bandage.
Zhixing coughed uncomfortably and walked over pretending not to care, "What do you want from me?"
Yan Shengjie turned his back to her and unbuttoned his trousers...
Staring at his strong buttocks and slender legs, Zhixing's eyes widened instantly, "Hey, hey, hey, I'm still here! Can you be more reserved?"
Yan Shengjie looked back and smiled, full of charm. Then, he straddled his long legs and sat in his super large jacuzzi. Because of the injury on his back, he had to lie down in it, put his hands on the edge of the bathtub, and curled his fingers at her.
, "Rub my back."
Staring at his injury, he swallowed his refusal and picked up a towel to wipe his back carefully.
He closed his eyes and said, "Don't use a towel."
Zhi Xing pouted, there are so many problems!
"Then what to use?"
"Your cat's paw."
Zhi Xing was stunned for a moment. He raised his eyebrows and narrowed his evil eyes into a slit, "Do you want to freeze me to death?"
"It's better that way!" Zhixing thought for a moment, but it was inconvenient to use a towel. It would be easy for water to drip onto the wound. So she simply rolled up her sleeves and washed him carelessly.
Feeling the two delicate little hands on his back constantly wandering around, he narrowed his eyes in relief, and the corners of his mouth turned up involuntarily.
There was mist all around, and heat filled the room, making people drowsy.
Neither of them spoke, as if they were thinking about their own thoughts. There was only the occasional "swishing" sound from the water.
"We also got engaged yesterday." He suddenly said.
Zhixing's movements paused, then he lowered his eyes and said in an indifferent tone, "So what?"
He lazily raised his head, his sharp gaze making it impossible for her to escape.
"Why are you looking at me like that? He is engaged, not me? I won't confiscate your red envelope!"
He raised his lips and smiled, but the smile did not reach his eyes, "Do you still care about him?"
Zhi Xing frowned and stood up quickly, "Whether you care about him or hate him, that's my business. I don't need to share it with you! Also, don't come to me about this kind of servant matter in the future!"
Just when she turned to leave, a big hand suddenly grabbed her waist and pulled her into the bathtub. Zhixing screamed and waved his hands to struggle. Yan Shengjie's strong body immediately pressed down on her.
"Don't let me see your eyes missing him again!"
"Yansheng Jie, are you crazy?" Zhi Xing pushed him hard. Suddenly, his body froze and he retracted the hand on his back, and his palm was filled with blood.
"Damn it, your wound is broken!!" She was so anxious that she wanted to get up, but Yan Shengjie remained unmoved and still pressed her hard. His eyes were unruly and coquettish, with a hint of madness, and he repeated word for word in a gloomy voice,
"Stop, let me see the look in your eyes when you miss him!"
Looking at him, Zhi Xing suddenly calmed down, but the anger in his chest was overflowing, "Who I want to miss is my business! Why do you prohibit it?! Understand, I am not your Mu Xin! You
The person you should focus on is not me!"
Yan Shengjie smiled, with a sinister smile, like an invisible blade that instantly pierced the opponent's flesh, "I can't control what happens to other people, but you are the only one who can't!" He poked her head and heart with his long finger,
He said loudly, "Here and here, don't think about others at all! Otherwise, I will have a thousand and ten thousand ways to make you forget. If you don't believe me, just try!"
Just as Zhixing was about to retort, the bathroom door was suddenly pushed open.
Mu Xin stood at the door with a pale face, looking at the two people in the bathtub in disbelief...