At night, the soft and obedient girl was kissed by the big boss in the Beijing circle and cried

Chen Mu and Gu Jingchen would definitely not tell him about what happened in the afternoon, so the only one left was Dr. Yan.

"I didn't." Liang Hanyue's voice was soft but her tone was firm.

Jin Yanchen pretended not to hear and turned around and walked away with her in his arms.

"I can walk by myself."

Jin Yanchen turned his head and glanced at her coldly, remaining silent.

Liang Hanyue looked at his back and said worriedly, "Put me down. Be careful that the wound doesn't open again."

He seems to like being carried like a princess.

Jin Yanchen's eyebrows moved slightly, "Hooking me again?"

Liang Hanyue's bright eyes suddenly widened. She was clearly concerned about the injury on his back, so how did it become like she was trying to tease him?

Just as she was about to explain, Jin Yanchen carried her out of the hospital and got into the car.

Liang Hanyue pursed her lips and wanted to explain, but the man's thin lips had already fallen, and the airtight kiss slowly took away the oxygen in her chest.

Lao He was very attentive and raised the isolation board.

When Liang Hanyue felt she was about to faint, she finally breathed in some fresh air. The man's warm palm fell on her hair and rubbed it gently, and a hoarse voice slowly sounded.

"Since you're following me, don't mess with other men."

Liang Hanyue was gasping for breath and had no energy to defend herself.

***

bedroom.

Jin Yanchen carefully put Liang Hanyue down, took off his coat and threw it on the back of the sofa, unbuttoned his collar with one hand, and walked towards the wardrobe.

Liang Hanyue's attention was immediately attracted by the latest orange Hermès bag on the bedside table, with two documents next to it.

I walked over, picked it up and took a quick look, and found that they were two endorsements of Blue Blood Jewelry.

"Is this... for me?" she asked the man who was changing clothes, holding the document.

Jin Yanchen paused and glanced at her sideways: "Isn't this what you want?"

"I was just making an analogy. I'm not really asking you for these," Liang Hanyue explained.

Jin Yanchen didn't say anything, his dark eyes staring at her quietly.

Liang Hanyue put down the documents, walked up to him, stood on tiptoe and kissed him on the cheek, "Thank you, I like it very much."

These things are just a matter of words for Jin Yanchen, but for Liang Hanyue, these resources are beyond her reach even if she works hard for another three years.

If someone offers it to you with both hands, there is no reason to refuse it.

They each get what they need from each other.

Jin Yanchen's face was expressionless, but his thin lips curled up slightly. He pinched her waist and pushed her against the wardrobe. When he lowered his head, his breath was hot, "I can't feel your gratitude."

Liang Hanyue's cheeks flushed and shyness welled up in her eyes, but she still mustered up the courage to put her arms around his neck, tilted her head back and kissed his thin lips.

***

Liang Hanyue felt a hint of dampness and warmth in her hand while hugging him, and when she opened her eyes she saw blood on her hand.

The wound on his back opened again.

"Mr. Jin...your injury..."

"Call my name." The man lingered on her lips.

Jin Yanchen...

Liang Hanyue repeated it silently in her heart, but couldn't say it out loud.

The rough fingertips pinched her tailbone neither lightly nor heavily, and Liang Hanyue trembled involuntarily and surrendered.

"Jin, Jin, Yan Chen..."

Her voice was clear and gentle, and as she slowly pronounced his name, it inexplicably carried a hint of lingering sadness.

Jin Yanchen raised his thin lips slightly, and his low voice was full of teasing, "So sensitive!"

He didn't care at all about his bleeding wound.

Liang Hanyue raised her eyes, a hint of resentment in them, "Is your back going to get better?"

Jin Yanchen took her hand and walked to the bathroom, turned on the faucet and rinsed her soft, boneless little hand under the faucet.

"I'm so useless alone." His eyes fell dimly on the gauze on her head.

Liang Hanyue heard the hidden meaning in his words, and her already flushed cheeks became even hotter. She muttered softly, "I don't want to get hurt either..."

"What?" She spoke too softly and Jin Yanchen couldn't hear clearly.

"I said, the injury is not serious and he will heal soon." Liang Hanyue wanted to touch the gauze on her head, but before she could touch it, Jin Yanchen grabbed her hand.

"Don't touch it."

He cares about other people's injuries but doesn't care about his own. This person is really...

"Let's ask Dr. Yan to come and take a look."

"No need, just help me disinfect and apply medicine." He took off his blood-stained shirt and threw it on the ground casually.

Liang Hanyue carefully helped him treat the gaping wound on his back. Just as she threw the cotton swab into the trash can, his cell phone rang. It was about work.

She tactfully got up and went to the bathroom with the medicine box. After taking two steps, she saw the shirt on the ground. After hesitating for two seconds, she picked it up and took it to the bathroom.

There was special laundry detergent in the bathroom that she asked Aunt He to put. The maid would usually wash her clothes in the machine, but she was still used to washing her intimate clothes such as underwear by hand.

If the blood stain has just appeared, soak it in cold water and rub it twice with laundry detergent to quickly remove it.

After wringing out the water and hanging it up, Liang Hanyue looked at the clean white shirt and pursed her lips and said, "This is a thank you for the Hermès orange you gave me."

-

Jin Yanchen took a work call and went to the study again. When he came back, Liang Hanyue was already asleep.

I didn't see the shirt on the floor and thought the servant had taken it away. I turned to go to the bathroom and opened the door, but was stunned.

The shirt that was originally stained with blood was now hanging in the bathroom spotlessly clean. It looked a little wrinkled, but in his eyes it seemed to be glowing white.

With a smile on her lips, Fei stood in front of the sink and brushed her teeth slowly and carefully, brushing every tooth thoroughly, not even neglecting the coating on her tongue.

He turned back to the bedroom, pulled back the quilt and lay down, then turned his head and kissed Liang Hanyue's lips.

"Hmm..." Liang Hanyue took the medicine and fell into a deep sleep, with no signs of waking up.

The man was not annoyed, but moved his gaze down along her chin.

-

Liang Hanyue just felt hot all over, the air was stuffy, and she could hardly breathe.

She seemed to have had a very absurd yet very realistic dream.

In the dream, the noble and cold Jin Yanchen lowered his proud head and tried his best to please her.

It was the first time for her to experience what physical pleasure was.

This dream was so real that when Liang Hanyue woke up in the morning, she didn't dare to look at Jin Yanchen's face, especially those thin lips.

Jin Yanchen drank coffee with an expressionless face, and even licked his lips, rolling away the coffee on his lips with the tip of his tongue.

Liang Hanyue just happened to catch a glimpse of this scene, and her cheeks turned red unconsciously.

As if noticing something was wrong with her, Jin Yanchen turned his head to look at her, "Are you feeling unwell?"

"Ah?" Liang Hanyue came back to her senses and met his dark eyes. "No, no."

"Your face is very red..." Jin Yanchen reached out and touched her cheek.

The moment his palm touched her face, Liang Hanyue's body trembled inexplicably. She didn't dare to look up because of her guilt, and her voice became unnatural, "Mr. Jin, Mr. Jin..."

"What did you call me?" Jin Yanchen narrowed his black eyes slightly, his tone clearly unhappy.