Leng Lintian looked at her blankly, her eye circles were still a little red...
Put down the kettle, put one leg on the bed, and hug her.
Jing Jiaren immediately got up by herself: "You don't need to be there, I'll do it myself."
Leng Lintian pursed his lips, Leng Jiaren would never reject him... although Jing Jiaren's words in the CD he played to her were full of rejection and strength.
Could it be that after listening to it for a few days, she learned it by herself?
He gave Jing Jiaren a pillow to rest on her back, but she refused to feed him, holding a cup and drinking heavily by herself.
There was phlegm in her throat. After she moistened her throat, she coughed uncomfortably.
Leng Lintian pulled out a tissue and helped her vomit.
Every time I vomited it out, it was the color of pig liver, but it looked much better than the thick blood clot shape before.
It's just that for such an embarrassing thing, she wanted to spit on Leng Lintian's hand...
Even through the paper, I still feel very uncomfortable.
"You don't need to be embarrassed about me." He wrapped the paper and threw it into the wastebasket, looking at her curiously, "You are actually interested in me?"
Although Jing Jiaren has only been with him for a few months...
It can be said that he raised him single-handedly, and he was the first person he saw since he was born.
He was the first to bathe her, dress her, and talk to her.
So there is no doubt that for Leng Jiaren, Leng Lintian has multiple identities, including parent, friend, brother... and lover.
The dependencies are also quite similar.
Leng Lintian stared at her with heavy eyes and suddenly said: "Beauty, I want to hear you play a piece of music."
Jing Jiaren sat with a frown on her face. That country bumpkin can't even access the Internet. Can he play the piano?
Could this be Leng Lintian's test?
"Just play what I usually teach you." Leng Lintian leaned on the bedside and stared at her with a smile.
"My hands are a little tight," Jing Jiaren stretched out her hands and rubbed them back and forth, "Maybe it was pressed last night."
"..."
"Can I not talk about it?" She put on a "Leng Jiaren" smile.
"Is it a cramp in your left hand?" He looked at her right hand and rubbed her left hand, "Do you want me to rub it for you?"
"No need, I'll be fine if I rub it myself..."
Leng Lintian didn't say anything, he pulled open the strap of his pajamas with one hand and started to take off his clothes!
Fortunately, he was wearing boxer briefs, and his pajamas suddenly opened, revealing his strong and wild chest...
Jing Jiaren cursed secretly, closed her eyes, lay back and covered herself with the quilt.
"I'm going to take a shower."
"Oh... then you go ahead." She tried her best to control her emotions.
"You didn't take a shower last night, okay?" He came over and pulled her quilt.
Normally, Leng Jiaren would have rushed over to hug him, coquettishly, and let Leng Lintian carry her to the bathroom... as happy as a child.
Jing Jiaren buried her head, rolled up the quilt and clamped it tightly, otherwise he would tear it off and wrap herself up like a cocoon.
He kept shouting: "No, I'm still sleepy, my head feels dizzy... I want to sleep again."
Leng Lintian didn't make things difficult for her. He looked at her head retracting into the quilt, as if he wanted to hide in the cracks in the ground...
His expression became extremely complicated, and he stood beside the bed and looked at her deeply for a long time.
It is normal for Leng Jiaren to behave strangely due to stimulation, but it has been so many days.
"Beauty, are you afraid of me... or are you avoiding me?"
Jing Jiaren pulled the quilt tightly and wanted to get dressed!? How long have you been with Leng Lintian now?