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"Ahh

Jian Tingting screamed and woke up from her dream.

Panting for air, her cheeks flushed with heat.

Her eyes were still full of desire, and her heart was beating wildly.

There was a burst of warmth from below.

Reach down and touch it.

How so?

She's actually wet?!

Why is this happening?

How could she have such dreams?

How could she dream of Jian Yiyang, and do something like that with him?

How so?

No, how can it be? No, it can't!

It's just that why does she like it so much? It seems that she enjoys the pleasure brought by the dream, and even at this moment, she still has a sense of being there.

It's as if he was just here grinding with her ears.

Pulling her hair hard, and then falling heavily on the hospital bed, Jian Tingting stared at the ceiling with wide eyes without blinking.

What comes to mind is still the dream just now.

Jian Yiyang is no longer gentle with Chu Qi alone, it turns out that he can be so gentle with her.

The way he smiled was so good-looking, so charming, she didn't dare to blink.

However, why in reality, you are gentle and smiling at the slut on the seventh day of junior high school?

Why are you so cold to me?

Big brother, do you know, in fact, I love you very much.

Love?!

Jian Tingting was frightened by the word that subconsciously appeared in her mind.

Why did this word come to her head?

Does she love Jane Yiyang?

Why?

He's her older half-brother, how could she love him?

But if it wasn't love, if she didn't love him, then why did she dream like that?

Yes, in fact, she loves him in her heart.

That's why I don't want him to be so good to Chu Qi, and I don't want to see the slut in Chu Qi monopolizing him.

That's why, as soon as he heard that he was not at home on a business trip, he was anxious to teach a lesson to the slut in the seventh year of the first month.

But, big brother, why are you doing this to me?

I just don't want to see you being dominated by that slut in the seventh year of junior high school, I just don't want you to be so good to her, why are you so fierce to me?

Why can't you be gentle with me?

I really love you.

The seventh day of the first month, slut, you wait!

I will definitely not let you go like this, and I will never let you have him alone. He's mine, he's mine!

Jian Tingting stared at the ceiling with a pair of big eyes, sleepless all night.

"Tingting, how is it, are the wounds better?"

Early in the morning, Lan Muge hadn't even come to the doctor, but saw Lan Xiyu hurriedly enter Jian Tingting's ward, carrying a thermos cup in his hand.

"Sister, why are you here? so early?"

Jian Tingting, who had been sleepless all night, was slightly surprised when she saw Lan Xiyu.

"What's the matter, your face is not very good. Is the wound uncomfortable, and I can't sleep well? ”

Lan Xiyu looked at Jian Tingting, whose face was not very good, and asked softly.

Jian Tingting nodded a little indifferently: "It's uncomfortable to death." ”

Lan Xiyu opened the thermos cup, poured out the soup inside and handed it to Jian Tingting: "I'm sorry, Tingting." It's all my fault, and it's you who suffers here. I really didn't expect that the seventh day of the first month was so gloomy? Looking innocent, why did she call her eldest cousin as soon as we left, and asked him to come back!"