"You tap!"

Jiang Xiaoyan was picked up by him and thrown on the windowsill.

Jiang Xiaoyan was lying on his stomach, his face was pressed against the cold glass, and his arms were pressed against the cold and hard windowsill, and he would definitely be bruised again tomorrow.

"Kiss so many times and still don't kiss!"

Liu Nanfeng bowed, and Jiang Xiaoyan's fingers almost scratched the glass.

Crazy, Liu Nanfeng!

"I just won't, why do you tell me to do whatever I do, why? Are you disabled? Are you sick? Do I have an obligation to take care of you?"

"Sharp teeth!"

Liu Nanfeng picked her up again, from the bedroom door to the living room door.

Jiang Xiaoyan took another bite on the tooth mark that had bitten him on the shoulder before.

Liu Nanfeng grabbed her hair, lowered her head and swept her bloody mouth again, and pushed harder under her.

"Knock Knock"

I could only hear someone banging on the door outside the door, and Jiang Xiaoyan could feel a slight tremor coming from the door close behind him.

"I said can you stop a little, who doesn't have a child or something, from dawn to dark and from dark to dawn, and they are not afraid of kidney deficiency!"

Jiang Xiaoyan smiled for the first time in the cold war between the two for the first time in a month and a half, and Liu Nanfeng hooked his lips, in a very good mood.

"Who doesn't have a wife or something, I love my wife and take care of your feelings!

Liu Nanfeng smiled and lowered his head to kiss her, Jiang Xiaoyan responded, and soon became enthusiastic again.

Liu Nanfeng put her on the coffee table, much faster, Jiang Xiaoyan forced herself not to dare to shout loudly, and Liu Nanfeng kissed her again.

"Bang"

The glass table collapsed with a tilt, and Liu Nanfeng picked her up with a smile and rubbed her waist.

"Does it hurt?"

He pressed her onto the sofa, and Jiang Xiaoyan leaned up and kissed him.

Liu Nanfeng gasped for breath, and Jiang Xiaoyan laughed out loud in his neck.

"Later, the downstairs neighbor will definitely go to the property to report you. ”

Jiang Xiaoyan stretched out his hand to hug him, and Liu Nanfeng turned sideways and let her sleep on his arm.

When I saw the mess of the glass coffee table, I really didn't know if I was working too hard or the quality of the coffee table was too poor.

"I'm sleepy. ”

Jiang Xiaoyan kissed him on the lips, closed his eyes, and Liu Nanfeng got up and picked her up horizontally and put her on the bed.

This night, the two of them were close to each other, as if there was no barrier, and they slept exceptionally comfortably, as if they had never been able to treat each other so gently.

"Early. ”

Jiang Xiaoyan woke up, Liu Nanfeng was changing clothes, sat on the bed and kissed her on the lips.

"Morning, sleep a little longer. ”

He rubbed her hair, Jiang Xiaoyan squinted and smiled, hugging his big hand.

"The man who was beaten by you with a bottle is alive and well, hide it from you for more than a month, don't blame me. ”

Jiang Xiaoyan opened his eyes to look at him, smiled again, and kissed his palm.

"I owe you that you can bully me, but no one else can, can you not go to that place in the future. ”

She said as she rubbed her little face with his palm, some fleshy and cute.

"It's a great place to have sex, and if I don't go, it's up to you to keep me. ”

Jiang Xiaoyan reacted to what he said, and his face instantly turned red.

Liu Nanfeng's laughter was low, with a different kind of gentleness, Jiang Xiaoyan shrank into the quilt, and he lowered his head and kissed her forehead.

"I'm going to work, I'm waiting for me to come back at home, I'm going to be angry with the old king next door tonight. ”

As he said that, he put on a mask and left, Jiang Xiaoyan looked at his back with big eyes, and his heart seemed to be a little warm because of the word "home".

Jiang Xiaoyan was in a good mood this day, cleaned the house, and started to be busy in the kitchen in the evening.

It's just that the sky looks dark, and she still hasn't heard the "drip" sound when she is still busy in the kitchen.

It was already dark when the meal was cooked, Jiang Xiaoyan was lying on the dining table, and the chopsticks were "ding ding" but tapping a little impatiently.

He waited until the soup was already cold, and he didn't come back.

Jiang Xiaoyan began to be unhappy, sitting on the dinner table dangling his legs, holding a chopstick in his left and right hands and knocking, he won't come back!

Jiang Xiaoyan thought about jumping off the table, taking a shower and changing clothes and going to bed, Xu took off his coat and forgot to put it on when he was busy, he sat in the living room for too long and suffered a little cold, and he had some stomach pain, and he got up and remembered that the stomach pain medicine had been eaten.

Too lazy to get up, take care of yourself and go to sleep.

It seemed that the sound of water was heard in the haze, Jiang Xiaoyan rubbed his sore eyes, and Liu Nanfeng came out of the bathroom, wearing a bathrobe, with a light on his back, and his figure was magnificent.

"You're back. ”

Jiang Xiaoyan's voice was a little hoarse, Liu Nanfeng responded, sat on the edge of the bed, lowered his head and kissed the corner of her lips.

"I saw the meal, and tomorrow morning I will eat it all and sleep well. ”

He said and kissed again, Jiang Xiaoyan frowned, he thought she was angry with him.

"What's the matter, I'm so angry that the old king next door is unhappy?"

He hooked his lips and smiled quite vividly, he didn't know what was going on today, his attitude towards her suddenly became much better, and he couldn't control it.

Is it really too much time together?

"Hmm~ It's just that my stomach is a little upset. ”

Jiang Xiaoyan frowned when he said this.

"Did you have dinner?"

He stroked her slightly sweaty forehead, and when he saw her shaking her head, self-blame rose in his heart.

"Where's the medicine? I'll bring it to you. ”

"The medicine is gone. ”

Jiang Xiaoyan has some coquettish meaning of a little woman, Liu Nanfeng got up and gave her hot soup, below.

"Get up and take two bites. ”

Liu Nanfeng took her into his arms with one hand and the other, Jiang Xiaoyan took it, took a sip and put it down.

"What's wrong? I can't eat it? I tried it just now, and I think it's okay!"

Liu Nanfeng's big hand wrapped around her small hand, and his chin rested on her shoulder, sending noodles to his mouth.

"It's really ok, my first time cooking, you give it a try. ”

Liu Nanfeng said and put it to her mouth, Jiang Xiaoyan cried as she ate.

"It hurts, do you want to go to the hospital?"

Liu Nanfeng said that he was about to take away the bowl, Jiang Xiaoyan didn't let go, and finished the bowl of noodle soup while crying, and there was no soup left.

"It doesn't hurt anymore, it's delicious. ”

Jiang Xiaoyan's voice choked, Liu Nanfeng left with the bowl, and poured her half a cup of warm water.

"Rinse your mouth?"

Liu Nanfeng said that Jiang Xiaoyan drank it and fell asleep.

Liu Nanfeng leaned on the head of the bed, looked at the windowsill, and her heart tightened, obviously standing here and seeing the accident intersection, wouldn't she really feel uncomfortable?

That night she sat on the windowsill, her long hair blowing in the long wind.

For the first time, he felt her pale and powerless, but he couldn't see the sadness, he couldn't see what she should have in her eyes, heh, really no heart?

Binding her here for the rest of his life is the greatest punishment for her, but what about himself?

Why wouldn't he, if Wen Chu really died, then where should he go?

Jiang Xiaoyan got up early for the first time, Xu was he didn't ask her last night, Liu Nanfeng was wearing the clothes she matched for him, and suddenly remembered Wen Chu.

In the past, Wen Chu would also match him with good clothes, squeeze toothpaste for him, and make breakfast.

Jiang Xiaoyan is the first time, she has never been lying in bed and can't move, thinking of this, Liu Nanfeng unconsciously hooked her lips.

"Something happened last night. ”

Liu Nanfeng hugged her from behind, Jiang Xiaoyan was a little stunned, he had made dinner many times, he had never been like this, and besides, he was explaining?

"You said you were going to eat it all. ”

Jiang Xiaoyan reached out to open the refrigerator, she didn't clean it up last night, she didn't expect him to carefully put all the dishes in the refrigerator when he came back.

"This month, I'm on a business trip. ”

He hesitated a little, Jiang Xiaoyan said "um", she could hear it, but she was willing, he might be more at ease after he left.

Liu Nanfeng ate a lot, Jiang Xiaoyan looked at him with blazing eyes, and last night's dishes were almost finished.

"Give face!"

Jiang Xiaoyan smiled and cleaned up the table, Liu Nanfeng put on a mask and glanced at her.

"Gone. ”

"Well, for nothing!"

Liu Nanfeng went out to meet the uncle who came out of the opposite door and hugged his grandson, the uncle glared at him, Liu Nanfeng hooked his lips and smiled at the door.

"Wife, I'm going to work!"

The bowl in Jiang Xiaoyan's hand slipped inadvertently, and he laughed unconsciously, this guy, his brain is convulsive!

All of a sudden, it seemed like a lot had changed.

The first time she saw him, it wasn't in the courtroom, and even when he was sitting in the plaintiff's seat, she didn't look up at anyone.

The first time I saw him, in this room, his mask knocked the corners of her lips bleeding.

The cold war, which lasted for more than a month, was broken by a neighbor's words, and it turned out that it just needed a laugh.

It's just that the Cold War is broken, she is so uneasy, even if she doesn't bump into his girlfriend, but there is always a hurdle in her heart, it doesn't matter if he doesn't come back, at least the two of them are more comfortable.

It's just that within three days, Jiang Xiaoyan began to miss him, not because of the person she liked, but in this room where there was nothing, he was the whole world she could access, he was not there, and suddenly life became boring and monotonous.

Nowadays, all memories are so fragile to her, whether it is the person she once liked or the memory of being abandoned, memories can only be remembered.

Jiang Xiaoyan was doing yoga in bed, there was a sound outside the bedroom, Jiang Xiaoyan was a little strange, could it be that he was sending ingredients?

Obviously, I didn't hear the sound of the code door unlocking.

"Secretary Gu?"

No one responded to her, Jiang Xiaoyan got up and went out, stunned.

A slender man had already entered the house through the security window with half of his body, Jiang Xiaoyan subconsciously locked the bedroom door, and his heart beat to his throat.

She suddenly realized that there was only one large wardrobe in the room except for a bed, Jiang Xiaoyan covered her mouth, her heart beat to her throat, and she was desperately pushing the wooden wardrobe.

"Squeak--"

The wardrobe grinded on the floor, Jiang Xiaoyan propped his legs on the wall, his back against the wardrobe, the door hand swayed, Jiang Xiaoyan used his hands and feet together, and the wardrobe moved to the door.

"Knock"

"Knock"

"Knock"

The man is banging on the door!

Jiang Xiaoyan dragged the wardrobe to block the door, and uncomfortably turned up a whole mattress.

The mattress was relatively light, the man was still banging on the door outside, and Jiang Xiaoyan even heard the sound of the door lock being opened.

Without thinking much about it, Jiang Xiaoyan immediately pushed the bed against the cabinet, ran to the window and shouted "help".

It seemed like a long time later, and the man didn't push the door open.

Jiang Xiaoyan's stomach twitched, and he slapped the tempered glass window hard.

After a long time, there was no sound outside the door, and Jiang Xiaoyan shrank on the windowsill and breathed heavily.

"Bang. ”

"Bang. ”

A kitchen knife slashed directly into Jiang Xiaoyan's eyes from outside the door, and Jiang Xiaoyan shivered and hid in the bathroom.

Nothing could hold the bathroom against the door, and if the door was opened, she would have nowhere to escape!

Even thinking so, Jiang Xiaoyan still did not relax his vigilance, cracked the mirror with a shower gel bottle, took off a piece and wrapped it in a towel, held it in his hand, and was so nervous that he didn't react when his hand was cut.

The towel gradually soaked in blood, and it was wet red!

It seemed that a long time had passed, and there was no sound of a knife slashing on it, Jiang Xiaoyan sat on the edge of the bathtub, his head resting on the cold black tiles, and he forgot when the tears stopped, as if the world was quiet.