"Are you really being pretentious, or are you just pretentious?" Ke Yihan asked, raising his eyebrows.
"I said, let go." Yan Mengzhen struggled to say. This man was too restless. If he was not careful, he might kill her right here. She had better be careful in order to avoid everything starting from the beginning.
"Let go? What you said, Yan Mengzhen, makes no sense. If it weren't for me, how could this pair of babies be so tempting? I've been massaging you for four years, you've been comfortable for four years, and now you want me to let go?"
Do you think this makes sense? Yan Mengzhen, I remember when I first met you, you would never tell me to let go. Now, you have a new goal? So you don’t want her original owner?" After Ke Yihan finished speaking, he raised his hand
, pinched her Xuefeng hard, the intensity made Yan Mengzhen's cheeks turn red again.
He can always flirt like this, but it has nothing to do with love.
"Ke Yihan, the purpose of your coming here is not to give me another massage, right? Yan Ning is waiting for you. I just explained everything, but is she sad now? I advise you not to make me feel comfortable, but to comfort you.
The woman in my heart, right?" Yan Mengzhen pressed his big hand and said mockingly.
Ke Yihan's eyes were deep, and he pinched her hard, then let go, picked her up fiercely, put her on the hospital bed, looked at the ankles in her hands, and said with a smile: "Pretentious."
Her big hand tore off the bandaged wound, and she quickly pressed it there, applying hard force. Yan Mengzhen felt the pain spreading, but she didn't speak, she just frowned slightly, bit her red lips, and did it silently.
of resistance.
"So strong, go back and get ready, my bride." Ke Yihan wiped away the blood on Yan Mengzhen's ankle, turned and walked towards the door.
"I'll wait for you." Yan Mengzhen whispered.
Ke Yihan clenched his fists and strode away. "Wait" is the word he hates the most. If he hadn't waited for Yan Ning for five years, he would not have no way out now. "Wait" is really harmful.
Yan Mengzhen looked down at the blood on her ankle. She planned to do something she had not dared to do a long time ago. When she walked out, she saw Ke Yihan standing at Yan Ning's door. He did not go in. He was thinking about what to do.
To appease Yan Ning?
This was the first time she saw Ke Yihan in such a tangled state. Tears actually flowed out of her eyes. Ke Yihan raised his head and the two looked at each other. He broke her heart with hatred and quickly pushed the door open and went in.
After Ke Yihan entered, Yan Mengzhen turned around and wiped away her tears quickly, but felt uncomfortable in her heart. Ke Yihan, I love you, but I pushed you to the end and made you helpless. It was my fault. I hope I can heal you in the future.
All your pains will ignite your loneliness and eliminate your worries.
It's just that she has always overestimated herself.
After Yan Mengzhen got out of the car, she stood in front of the store. She hesitated for a moment and then walked in.
"Hello, miss, do you need a tattoo?" the man asked with a smile.
Yan Mengzhen looked at her ankle and asked in a low voice: "Can I get a tattoo here?"
The man followed Yan Mengzhen's eyes and said with a smile: "Yes, yes, but it will cause infection. Miss, are you sure?"
"It doesn't matter, just give me a tattoo." Yan Mengzhen said.
"Miss, please think clearly, if something goes wrong, our store will not be responsible." The man said again.
"Disposable needles are fine. Even if you are infected, it is your own virus. I will be responsible for myself." Yan Mengzhen said firmly again.