909. Chapter 909 Thin kitten is exclusive to him [1]
Bo Jinghan's reaction of suddenly waking up just now was obviously done in a state of confusion.
She didn't even know who the person was, she just made a preemptive action out of instinctive reaction.
That posture of vigilance and vigilance must be formed in a state of long-term preparedness and in a tense environment.
If a stranger approaches her in such a threatening manner, she will instinctively sense the danger, show her sharp edges, and take action unceremoniously to protect herself in this way.
As for Lu Yan, he was someone who had had close contact with her, and he was someone she didn't put her guard up against.
Therefore, as soon as he spoke, Bo Jinghan immediately let down his guard.
Ultimately, this vigilance is due to her life.
What on earth had she gone through to develop such an instinct that seemed almost sad?!
Lu Yan clenched his fists slightly and sighed silently.
The dark color in his eyes was replaced by a touch of concern at this moment, gradually becoming richer and gentler.
"Is this how you come here these days?"
The mellow voice is mixed with too much emotion.
For a moment, Bo Jinghan couldn't distinguish his emotions, but when he heard these words inexplicably, the embarrassment in his heart was replaced by an indescribable sourness. But it was also warm, as if the hard heart was softened by the infection.
Many of them have become somewhat unlike themselves.
"..."
Watching silently.
Bo Jinghan lay on the edge of the bathtub and slowly lowered his head.
Her crimson red lips were slightly pursed, as if she was suppressing her emotions.
"Afraid?"
Sitting down along the edge of the bathtub, Lu Yan lowered his eyes and stared at the little woman who lowered her head and said nothing. His tone was as calm as ever, but in that extravagant voice, there was a different kind of tenderness unknowingly involved: "
Don’t be afraid, I will be with you in the future…”
With him, he will protect her.
With him, he will protect her.
There is him, there is him...
Lu Yan held her thin shoulder with one hand.
The hot water soaked his sleeves, but his body temperature seemed to steam into every pore of hers, floating the nervous and uneasy emotions that were always entangled in her heart.
The tight string in my heart suddenly broke.
An almost inaudible whimper rippled through the silence in the room.
Lu Yan didn't mind the water stains on the floor, so he slid down from the wall of the bathtub, knelt on one knee by the pool, and reached out to lift her chin.
Her little face, as beautiful as mutton fat and jade, was filled with tears.
Bo Jinghan closed his eyes tightly and cried repressedly.
"Jinghan, you don't have to suppress yourself so much in front of me from now on. Let them go to hell with self-denial and will! I like your true face, your true temperament..." I still like you.
He reached out and hugged her again.
Lu Yan did not ask her about the nightmare just now, but hugged her shoulders tightly and patted her back.
Letting the water soak into his clothes, he comforted her silently crying like a child.
At this moment, his thin kitten was as soft as water, filling his arms.
The delicate and warm touch was no stranger to him, but it made his boiling heart suddenly calm down.
Finally, she finally took off her mask and burden, and revealed the most vulnerable side of her heart to him.
And he also knew that Bo Jinghan, who was of the same type as him, would only reveal his most unknown side in front of the people closest to him.
Perhaps, from this moment on, their relationship has changed a lot.
