Jin Yan's voice was slightly cold, but it was trembling, which made Qing Mo's heart ache. He suppressed this feeling and asked in a low voice: "Then you have decided not to get close to me anymore?"
"You said, can we still get closer?" Don't you think she is dirty? Then why should she get closer?
Although she was passive in this matter and was forced by Ling Tian, it was a fact that she was kissed and touched by Ling Tian, so she did not say anything. This was the fate of her and Qing Mo. Maybe Qing Mo
I felt that she had already been taken over by Ling Tian, so I decided not to say anything more. It would be useless to say more.
Qing Mo saw Jin Yan's calm expression. There were no tears, no crying, no shouting about injustice. There was just silence. It was very different from the arrogant and arrogant look back then. If it had been before, she would have jumped up and scolded him, but
Now she was so quiet that his heart ached.
He hugged Jin Yan tightly again, got up from the bed and walked to the back of the dormitory. Jin Yan noticed that this was the direction to the bath. She lowered her eyes and said nothing. Didn't she say that she couldn't wash herself well? Why did he take her to the bath?
?
This was the first time Qing Mo brought her here. She had made the mistake before. This time it was not her problem. But she didn't want to go to the bathhouse today, so she struggled gently in his arms.
"Fuck me, I'll dirty your water."
Qing Mo didn't speak, but pursed his lips tightly, showing a hint of indifference.
Jin Yan only felt a chill in his body. The clothes on his body had been taken off, and then most of his body sank into the pool. Then Qing Mo also walked into the pool, but he did not take off his clothes. He hugged Jin Yan and stood in the pool.
Sitting down on the steps of the bathtub, Jin Yan lowered her head and looked at herself in the water with the sizzling heat.
Her cheeks were crimson, and her heart was sour, nervous, and a little cold, which made her sad.
Now it's not clear what Qing Mo is thinking. In words, he is obviously angry and disgusted with her, but his actions are not so clear that she can't figure it out. In fact, if it were her, she would also
Angry, so she understood Qing Mo's mood very well.
Qing Mo's fingers were stained with water and applied to Jin Yan's lips. Jin Yan looked up at him and saw him wiping her lips intently. His movements were a little gentle at first, but later on,
His movements were so strong that it hurt Jin Yan's lips, but she didn't say a word. There was still an evil look on his face, which made her feel guilty and afraid.
With a "hiss" sound, Jin Yan took a deep breath, it hurt so much.
The lip was directly scratched by the green ink, and blood beads came out.
Hearing Jin Yan's low inhalation, Qing Mo stopped and looked at Jin Yan's lips. Her lips were already swollen from being kissed by Ling Tian. Now that they were wiped by Qing Mo like this, they were red and red.
The swelling was even worse than before. The bright red color was highlighted by blood drops, and his heart felt uncomfortable. It seemed that the blood was flowing out from his heart.
His hands moved from Jin Yan's lips to her cheeks, and the pads of his thumbs gently rubbed the corners of her mouth, making Jin Yan feel tender when she was in pain.
Qing Mo's forehead pressed against Jin Yan's, and he asked hoarsely: "Does it hurt?"
Jin Yan bit her lip and shook her head gently, "It doesn't hurt."
"Fool." Qing Mo sighed and kissed Jin Yan's lips. The gentle touch squeezed the blood beads and spread around. Qing Mo immediately tasted the taste of blood in his mouth.