Leng Tianming stayed in the hospital for two days and then moved back. A place like the hospital was really not suitable for him.
Leng Tianming started sleeping in the afternoon and slept until night before he woke up and went directly to the bathroom.
At night, An Jing arrived at Baiyun Bay on time and stood in a daze at the door. She didn't know how his injury was. She wanted to call and ask Qing Chi, but she still couldn't find a reason to pick up the phone. Damn it, it hurt her during the day.
Neither of them slept well.
Shaking his head, trying hard to get rid of the uneasiness in his heart, his high heels clicked on the ground, and he walked in quietly.
The workers decorated the outside first, while Jingjing drew and revised the design draft inside.
There was a bang and a loud noise. Jing Jing was startled for a moment and looked at the bedroom. Is there anyone else here?
There was another bang. Jing Jing's brows furrowed uneasily. He turned around and picked up an iron rod, weighed it in his hand and tiptoed towards the inside. There was no one in the bedroom. He turned his head and his eyes fell on the bathroom, where the sound came from.
Anjing pursed her lips, took a deep breath, held the iron rod tightly in her hand, and walked slowly toward the bathroom. When she arrived at the bathroom, Anjing's heart was in her throat, and she slowly stretched out her slender little hands.
He reached the handle, then turned it sharply and pushed it away.
However, when he saw the scene in front of him, Jing Jing even forgot to shout, and instead opened his eyes wide.
The person in the bathroom, who was naked, frowned, turned around, and saw An Jing standing there with an iron rod in his hand, and even looked at his whole body without hesitation.
"Ah——" When she saw Leng Tianming's high-spirited thing, Jing Jing immediately shouted, "Pervert!"
Pervert? Who is perverting whom?
Leng Tianming stroked his eyebrows, a trace of displeasure flashed across his evil face. He stretched out his hand and pulled An Anjing in. The door was slammed shut. An Anjing leaned against the wall. Leng Tianming's face moved away from hers.
Less than three centimeters away, he whispered "Shut up!"
There was a cold snort, and the quiet shouting stopped for a second, and then continued.
A harsh sound rang in his ears. Leng Tianming frowned slightly, approached, leaned over, and kissed her red lips fiercely.
The screams stopped, and Anjing's beautiful eyes widened. She didn't know how to react. She touched something with her hand and pressed it hard. With a "squeak" sound, the shower water sprayed towards them. The coolness coming from her body suddenly made Anjing
After waking up for a while, and just about to push him away, Leng Tianming turned around and the two of them came under the shower and continued to kiss her domineeringly.
"Asshole!" Jing Jing pushed him away hard, took a step back, rubbed her red lips with her arm, and was about to curse, but saw the blood on Leng Tianming's shoulder, and raised her beautiful eyes, and the anger just now disappeared.
Finally, he strode forward. The snow-white gauze was covered with blood stains. After being washed with water, it was even more shocking. "Damn it, did you know you were bleeding?"