"The work of Duras?"

"You've read it too?"

Thoughts are temporarily withdrawn from the memory.

Bo Jinghan fine-tuned his eyebrows and stared at the man in front of him, whether it was his appearance or temperament, he would never lose to Bo Junchen's man.

The corners of his mouth curled up slightly, and there was a hint of imperceptible curvature.

stared into his eyes, but unconsciously trembled, because of the deep, unusual meaning in his gaze: "I said that we have a lot in common, such as hobbies. ”

The corners of his mouth were upturned with a touch of bitterness, Bo Jinghan shook his head slightly, and inhaled coldly as the ointment in his hand was applied to her wound.

Immediately, he fell into deep thought again.

"Before, when I was in the Ye family, I always wanted to escape. But when I really left my hometown, I realized that all people who have left their homeland have a last resort. Even if the Bo family will give me a very good life, I must rely on my own ability to fight for it. At the beginning, 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 covered by this incident, gray ......"

His arm trembled slightly.

I don't know if it's because he accidentally touched her wound, or because of the bottomless hatred that has resurfaced in her heart.

Lu Yan lowered her head and gently blew on her medicated wound.

The afterglow swept over the beautiful woman in front of him, looking at the bright and moving little face, but at this moment, there seemed to be a faint layer of frost floating, pale and bloodless, just looking at it made people feel distressed.

"At that time, my grandfather couldn't do anything about me, but it was Bo Junchen who pulled me out and took me to an open place...... He made me cry, and all the unwillingness, anger, resentment, and hatred in my heart were cried. Also on the same day, he told me that I would live like a man, not a living dead. That was the first time I saw him get angry, so scary that he drenched me in the blood, and afterwards he said that if I looked gloomy again, he would definitely slap me in the face. ”

"It's like you slapped him, full of momentum!"

Wearing a bandage, Lu Yan responded calmly.

Bo Jinghan shifted his gaze to look at him, a trace of vitality gradually appeared in his eyes, and he blinked, "Perhaps, he is the warmth I felt for the first time after I left my hometown." When I was helpless, he borrowed my shoulder; When I succeeded, he was happy for me; When he fails, he comforts him gently; When I was injured, he bandaged me...... The first time I was bullied, he didn't help me bully back, but tied the man back and taught me how to use that person as a gun! ”

"He's good to you." Leaning down, Lu Yan kissed the bandage with the smell of medicine, and looked up at her: "Jinghan, I really regret missing these five years." But in the future, you have me, I am your shoulder, your dependence. Whoever dares to bully my wife, I will kill that guy with my own hands. You know, the rough work of beating people is more suitable for men! ”

The words fell, and Lu Yan tentatively approached.

She didn't resist, so he reached out and held her tightly in his arms.

Bowing her head, when she didn't expect it, he poured into her lips, took her trembling lips in his mouth, and swallowed all the words she didn't say.

Grinding, lingering.

The endless threads in the chest are expressed between this kiss......