Chapter 51: Night Injury: Fool, I Forbid You To Hurt Yourself Like This
"Pa--" A crisp voice echoed throughout the room, and I seemed to use all my strength to slap Yan Yeyi on the ground.
"Yan Yeyi, that was just an accident. Why did you do that? Are you afraid of owing me something?
Then let me tell you, it's none of your business, so I don't need your guilt." Why is he doing this? Is he paying it back to me? Does he really want to keep me from defaulting?
"Does it hurt?" Yan Yeyi didn't wipe the blood flowing from the corner of his mouth, but took my beautiful left hand, which was wrapped in gauze, and put it in the palm of his hand.
Those distracted eyes looked at me with pity, and seemed like a stumbling wanderer talking to himself.
"It hurts, it hurts me to death." I don't know where the impulse came from. I threw myself into Yan Yeyi's arms. Yan Yeyi, who didn't react, took two steps back.
I pressed tightly against Yan Yeyi's body, stretched out my arms around his waist, and hugged him tightly.
"Woo-fool, I don't allow you to hurt myself like this, oh ..." I cried like a child who was venting in his cool arms, and wanted to cry all the grievances
After a long time, I felt Yan Ye's gentle hands tightly hugging my shoulders, carefully pulling me closer to his arms, as if he was afraid that he would break me accidentally, and as if he was afraid that the hug would not be tight enough.
I will escape in his arms
"Honey, I'm sorry, you were hurt because of me." Yan Yeyi hugged me tightly as if relieved, and put his chin on my forehead and rubbed it slowly
"Yan Yeyi, why are you holding me!" What's going on??? Why am I holding Yan Yeyi's waist tightly with both hands??? Is this the result of impulse again???
‘Thumping--’ The little deer in my heart started jumping up and down again.
"It was a pig who threw himself into his arms." Yan Ye pinched my face with his big hand and raised his sexy thin lips in a bad way.
"Have I ever done anything like this?" Following Yan Yeyi's example, she reached out and pinched his tender white face.
I swear, I don't remember doing anything like that
"You eat my tofu, I want you to give it back to me." Yan Yeyi held me in his arms domineeringly, locking my body tightly with his arms.
Dong Dong - Yan Ye's distinct heartbeat sounded next to my ears. The full smell of tobacco was mixed with a faint smell of green tea.
"Yan Yeyi, let me go" Wuwu - I still don't know who is eating whom! Damn it, Yan Yeyi hugged me so tightly that I couldn't move.
Is "My wife is good" an illusion? Yan Yeyi's seemingly happy tone is so gentle
Every cell in my body stopped fighting as if hit by white electricity.
Quietly nestled in Yan Yeyi's broad arms, kissing his hot chest with her right ear
The sleepy bugs began to roam around my body greedily again