Chapter 85: Jiajia, what's wrong with you, Jiajia 3
He spoke urgently and leaned down.
Wet lip marks swallowed up her tears at the corners of her eyes. She turned her head to avoid it, but he held her head forcefully and licked her seemingly endless tears: "Huangfu Jiajia, it's okay, don't think about it, it's okay."
Think about how to seduce me, forget the rest!"
"I...he and I..." She couldn't say it.
Shi Ying wouldn't let her speak. He touched her hair and hugged her tightly: "It's my fault that I didn't protect you. I'm sorry, Jiajia..."
If it had been two years, then he would be so slow; the elders had given her to him since childhood, but he had never discovered any clues between Xiao Yi and Jia Jia.[
Did Xiao Yi do it without revealing any traces, or was there something wrong with him that allowed others to take advantage of him?
As long as he thinks of Xiao Yi's words, and the thought that she was his two years ago, there is a burning fire in his heart. He clenches his fists to restrain the boundless anger, and his tense face softens inch by inch.
, and then hugged her whole body: "Don't think about it, leave everything to me."
His eyes fell on the red and swollen half of her face, and he lowered his head to caress it.
"It hurts you!"
There was no apology or comfort, he just picked her up, opened another room, put in the hot water, poured half a bottle of rose essential oil, put her in gently, and even took out his mobile phone to play some soft music.
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"Calm down, take a nice bath, and listen to music."
When he saw that she was still crying, sitting in the bathtub like a puppet, looking at him in confusion, his heart clenched into a ball at that moment.
Seeing her scrubbing her body desperately in the next second, with such force, his body froze, and his dark eyes were as if there was a countercurrent surging upward.
"Jiajia," he looked at her, his mouth tightened, and he loosened it after a while. He took off his clothes and got into the water. He sat face to face, grabbed her hand and shook his head: "I told you, it's not dirty."
"Dirty." Jia Jia bit her lip, her face pale. Shi Ying let go of her struggling hand, with an indescribable look in his eyes.
"Are you criticizing the mulberry tree and the mulberry tree?" Shi Ying's voice contained a hint of playfulness, but more of a cold expression: "Do you dislike my dirty body? Yes, I have met many women, but I am a virgin.
I have been deceived by you a long time ago, Huangfu Jiajia, what qualifications do you have to think that I am dirty? I tell you, you have no right to say that I am dirty in this life, because when I was the cleanest, it was because of you..."
Needless to say the rest, she knew what it was like back then better than he did.
"I didn't." Jia Jia hurriedly defended, and her originally endlessly miserable mood became more entangled. She was talking about herself, and she was referring to herself: "I was talking about me, and I didn't accuse Sang and Huai."
"You are just criticizing the mulberry tree and the mulberry tree, don't think I can't hear it!" Shi Ying affirmed.
Jiajia bit her lip and said nothing. She lowered her head and washed herself inch by inch.
Shi Ying looked at Jiajia like that, her brows furrowed even more, and she grabbed her hand again and pressed her breasts: "If you dislike it so much, then I'll wash it for you until you feel it's no longer dirty. Then you'll be satisfied."
?”
He seemed very angry.
There was no smile on his face, and his expression was extremely cold and indifferent, "Huangfu Jiajia, you can wash me for as long as you like, if you dislike me for being dirty. But after I wash you until you are satisfied, I don't want to hear you say another dirty word."
, and you are not allowed to criticize Sang and Huai in the future, I can’t stand it!”