He went over and over again, focused and devoted, as if he was just in his own world, doing his own thing, and he never meant to answer her questions.
This was the first time Lin Shen met such Jin Yang. Although Jin Yang looked as handsome and charming as ever, with a cold expression on his face and distant eyes, Lin Shen noticed from the corners of his tightly pursed lips.
, saw a hint of panic.
In my impression, although this man is not rich and powerful, he is omnipotent. At the very least, he can take her out of the splendor when she is in danger, and he can snatch her away from the hands of the Lord of Hell when she is on the verge of life and death.
Back... When facing the nobles and officials in the capital who were more powerful than him, he behaved calmly and calmly, neither humble nor overbearing. Not only did he not show the slightest bit of inferiority, but he actually appeared to be much more noble and elegant than them.
Now, he is panicking?
Lin Shenshen herself couldn't believe what she saw. She looked at Jin Yang who was constantly pouring blood on the floor, and an indescribable pain gradually appeared in her heart.
Without thinking, she walked into the bathroom, raised her hand and turned off the shower head with a snap, then snatched the shower head out of Jin Yang's hand.
Throwing it to the ground aside, he grabbed Jinyang's hand and said, "I'll stop the bleeding for you."
Jin Yang stood where he was, not moving.
Lin Shenshen pulled hard twice, then turned back and glanced at Jin Yang, and happened to meet his eyes.
The light in his eyes was a bit complicated, and Lin Shen couldn't understand it. She frowned slightly, grabbed Jin Yang's hand, and used more force. Her tone sounded a little softer: "The wound needs to be treated, be careful.
Infect."
She rarely spoke to him with such a gentle voice.
Jin Yang was slightly startled by Lin Shenshen's slender and beautiful hand, then he frowned silently and followed Lin Shenshen out of the bathroom.
Lin Shenshen brought Jinyang to the sofa in the living room, watched him sit down, then turned and went to the locker nearby, dug out a box of band-aids and a bottle of disinfectant, and brought them to Jinyang.
Lin Shenhen half-knelt on the low carbon in front of Jinyang, held Jinyang's big hand, took a cotton swab, and pressed it on his wound for a while. When the blood stopped flowing, he changed the cotton swab again.
, dipped some disinfectant and rubbed it on Jinyang’s wound.
Jin Yang seemed to feel no pain and did not react at all, but Lin Shen still slowed down his efforts while disinfecting.
After Lin Shenshen cleaned the wound, he tore off a few band-aids and carefully applied them to Jinyang's wound.
After taking care of everything, Lin Shenshen raised his head and smiled at Jinyang with his lips curved: "It's best not to get wet today, the wound on your hand will heal soon."
She was half-kneeling in front of the sofa, much shorter than him. She held her head high and smiled at him, her face looking much smaller than usual.
Her smile looked very beautiful, her eyebrows were curved, and there were two small pear holes hanging on her cheeks. It was his favorite smile in the world.
But at this moment, Jin Yang looked at this smile and his mood became more and more impetuous.
After all, he overestimated himself. He told himself clearly not to mind, but he still couldn't control his emotions.
The moment he let go of Lin Shen's hand and was about to stand up, he suddenly grabbed her hand, pulled her hard into his arms, and then pushed her
He lay on the sofa, lowered his head, kissed her lips, and then impatiently took off her skirt with one hand and untied his belt with the other.
Lin Shen's stomach felt cold, and she knew Jin Yang's intention. She turned her head fiercely: "Jin Yang, I have to go to work!"