The clinking sound of the bowls and chopsticks was not loud, but extremely sharp. The atmosphere was extremely dull. Yan Jue finished his meal hastily, walked to the sofa, and sat down.
Yan Jue spread his hands on the sofa, crossed his two slender legs, looked at Su Jinse who was like a doormat, and waved to her, "Come here!"
Su Jinse obediently approached the wheelchair. She lowered her face, and Yan Jue stretched out his arms to pick her up.
When she was pressed against the bar, Su Jinse's face was blank. Yan Jue seemed to be very anxious, tearing at her coat with both hands, his strong body squeezed between her legs, and continued what he was doing.
Yan Jue moved very quickly. During her struggle, his big palm had been fixed on the back of her head, and he turned her face towards him. On her fair and delicate face without any cosmetics, what caught his eyes was
A face with scars and blemishes.
The man stopped immediately, his peach blossom eyes narrowed slightly, and his palm rubbed back and forth on her wound, "What's the matter with this injury?"
Su Jin shrank, clutching the collar tightly and avoiding his touch, "It's nothing... I touched it accidentally..."
She retracted her head into her arms to block the scars. Yan Jue used his hand to hold the back of her head, but she repeatedly avoided it. The man's eyes were turbulent, and his tone was extremely cold, "Let go!" Su Jin didn't move.
, and hide it tightly in the collar.
Upon seeing this, Yan Jue grabbed her hair and pulled it hard. Su Jinse's scalp hurt, and she raised her head, revealing her entire face in front of the man.
She hurriedly moved to cover it with her hands, but Yan Jue's big palm waved her away.
His hand pinched her chin, making her unable to move due to the pain, "Where did you touch it?"
Yan Jue looked at her, and his fingertips flicked slightly at her wound. Jinse simply did not cover it, leaving the wound exposed in front of his eyes. He stared at him with his eyes wide open, "You hurt me!"
The man obviously didn't like her. He stared at her bruises and said, "Tell me, how did you get it?"
"I went to the hospital to see my mother. When I came back, I accidentally put my wheelchair on a rock and fell off it... If you don't believe me, you can ask Sister Ling, she also knows."
Worried that he wouldn't believe it, Su Jinse hurriedly explained that she knew Yan Jue would not confront Sister Ling over a trivial matter.
Yan Jue's fingers were still caressing her face, and his palms were roaming on the smooth skin around the scar, but Su Jinse felt that the bruised area was burning like fire.
But she didn't dare to resist anymore.
"You hurt your face on purpose to make me hate you. Are you impatient to leave me?" Yan Jue asked casually.
Su Jinse couldn't help but stiffen her back, and a thin layer of sweat quietly oozed out.
"How come."
"It's best not to. If one day I find out that you are playing tricks on me, you will bear the consequences."
"Jinse, you must know that you came to provoke me first. It is up to me to decide when this game will end. You have no right to end it without permission."
"You have to know..." She felt a chill in her stomach. The man had pushed her clothes up to her bra, exposing her entire breasts. Yan Jue buried himself on it, "How charming you are here."
Su Jinse never expected that she would underestimate Yan Jue.
With her face like this, she thought he would let her go, but when he lifted her legs and wrapped them around his waist, she really panicked.
"Don't..." Su Jinse turned quickly and her tone became urgent, "I don't feel well."
Yan Jue did not stop because of her words. Instead, when she was confused, he kissed the red plum on her chest and said, "Bear it."
Su Jinse felt ridiculed in her heart and her body felt cold. When had this man ever cared about her own feelings? He never cared about her discomfort. It seemed that he was the only one enjoying every pleasure and love. She was in pain under him, but he was always alive.
Returned with interest.
She is just his plaything, so she has no right to refuse.
One of Yan Jue's hands came under her belly, and his palm wandered around the top of her thighs, and then came into her underwear. His hand suddenly stopped, and the handsome face buried in her neck lifted up, and the original emotion
, wanting to turn into haze, "How many days has it been?"
Su Jinse looked at the cold face, a smile rose in her heart, her eyes looked at him for a moment, and she slowly replied, "The fourth day."
Yan Jue's eyes were deep and dark. He retracted his fingers between his legs and wiped them hard on her clothes in disgust. He stood up with a regretful expression, "Damn, why didn't you, mother, tell me earlier!"
"You didn't give me a chance to say."
Su Jinse looked cold. She put her clothes back on bit by bit and buttoned the buttons one by one. After finishing, she pulled the wrinkled corners of her clothes, taking her time.
With Yan Jue's mysophobia, he would definitely not touch her tonight.
As soon as Yan Jue raised his eyes, he saw a strange smile on Su Jinse's face, matching her half injured face, "He, damn, he can still smile when he is so ugly!"
The mouth is poisonous enough.
Any woman will not be able to bear it if she hears such words.
Yan Jue pulled off his tie and went upstairs. Su Jinse looked at his back and breathed a sigh of relief.
When she made this move, Yan Jue on the stairs suddenly turned around and stared at her with sharp eyes, "You will sleep in the guest room tonight!"
After saying that, she strode away, and Su Jinse's hanging heart finally settled.
At night, Su Jinse slept very well in the guest room. She had a good night's sleep. When she got up in the morning, Yan Jue was gone when she had breakfast. She was in a good mood all day long.
After listening to the class in the morning, I asked Sister Ling to take me to the hospital at noon to visit my mother.
Sister Ling's daughter-in-law happened to have a prenatal check-up in the hospital today. She sent Su Jinse to the ward and hurried to the obstetrics and gynecology department. Su Jinse sat on her mother's bedside with a book and read her an article as usual. She looked for
Come and comb mom's hair with the comb.
In the past, what her mother cherished most was her black hair. Now, although she is provided with nutrition every day, her hair has become dull. Her mother likes to take care of her hair meticulously, making it beautiful and smooth.
"Mom, when will you wake up?"
Su Jinse held her mother's hand and played with it over and over again. Her mother's hand was very warm and she put it on her cheek. At this time, she really wanted someone to help her and tell her what to do.
The door to the ward was opened at this moment, and her mother's nurse came in. She walked towards Su Jinse with a smile, "Miss Su, are you here to see your mother again?"
"Well, how is my mother doing today?"
"Just chatting like that, how can anything change?"
Su Jinse frowned displeased, and the nurse just stared at the fruits and snacks Su Jinse bought today with bright eyes, not paying attention to anything.
Next, the nurse sat in the ward, doing nothing and chatting with Su Jinse. She asked about her sex several times, which made Su Jinse unhappy, but she just did it perfunctorily. The nurse finally realized that Su Jinse didn't want to
After paying attention to himself, he calmed down and curled his lips with some disdain.
After a while, she seemed to remember something, took out a note from her pocket and handed it to her, "Miss Su, when I was resting outside just now, someone named Du Weiwei asked me to give it to you."