My thoughts are temporarily withdrawn from memories.
Bo Jinghan raised his eyebrows slightly and stared in front of him. No matter in appearance or temperament, he could not be inferior to the man of Bo Junchen.
The corners of his mouth turned up slightly in an imperceptible arc.
Staring into his eyes, she trembled unconsciously because of the deep and unusual meaning in his eyes: "I said, we have a lot in common, such as hobbies."
There was a touch of bitterness at the corner of his raised mouth. Bao Jinghan shook his head slightly, and took a sudden breath when the ointment in his hand was applied to her wound.
Immediately he fell into deep thought again.
"In the past, when I was in the Ye family, I always wanted to escape. But when I actually left my hometown, I realized that all those who left their hometowns had no choice but to suffer. Even if the Bo family would give me a very generous life, I still had to
Rely on your own ability to fight for it. At first, when I returned to the Bo family, all I thought about every day was to make myself stronger, find out the cause of my mother's death, and avenge him. Gradually, my life seemed to be affected by this incident.
The child was covered, and it was gray..."
The arm trembled slightly.
She didn't know if it was because he accidentally touched her wound, or because of the bottomless hatred that resurfaced in her heart.
Lu Yan lowered his head, gently blew on the wound where she had applied medicine.
The peripheral vision passed over the beauty in front of me, looking at that bright and charming little face, but at this moment, it seemed that there was a layer of frost floating on it, it was pale and bloodless, and just looking at it made people feel distressed.
"At that time, my grandfather couldn't do anything to me. It was Bo Junchen who snatched me out and took me to an empty place... He made me cry and let go of all the unwillingness, anger, resentment, and hatred in my heart.
I burst into tears. On the same day, he told me that from now on I would live like a human being, not like a living dead. That was the first time I saw him angry, and it was very scary. He scolded me bloody.
Afterwards, he said that if I looked gloomy again, he would definitely slap me in the face."
"It's just like the slap you gave him, so impressive!"
With the bandage on, Lu Yan responded calmly.
Bo Jinghan shifted his gaze and looked at him, a trace of life gradually appeared in his eyes, and he blinked, "Perhaps, he is the first warmth I felt after leaving home. When I was helpless, he lent me his shoulder; when I was successful, he was the one who gave me the warmth.
He was happy for me; when I failed, he comforted me gently; when I was injured, he bandaged me... When I was bullied for the first time, he didn't help me bully him back, but tied him back and taught me how to do it.
Use that person as a gun handle!"
"He is very good to you." Lu Yan leaned down, kissed the bandage with the medicinal smell, and looked up at her: "Jinghan, I really regret missing these five years. But in the future, if you have me, I will
Your shoulder, your support. Whoever dares to bully my wife, I will personally kill that guy. You know, rough work like beating is more suitable for men!"
After finishing his words, Lu Yan approached tentatively.
She didn't resist, so he stretched out his hand and held her tightly in his arms.
He lowered his head, and when she didn't expect it, he suddenly poured his lips into hers, sucked her trembling lips, and swallowed all the words she didn't say.
To grind together, to linger.
Express the endless affection in your chest in this kiss...
