After Jin Yang took it, he unscrewed it, took a big sip first, then raised his head, rinsed his mouth with a grunt, and then lowered his head and spit it out, and then drank a breath of water, then took a towel from the side, wiped his face casually, and then stretched out his hand and took off the coat stained with some dirt on his body.

Lin Shen stretched out his hand and took it: "I'll take it to dry cleaning, you go to bed and rest first." ”

Jin Yang's fingertips paused, and he silently let go of his hand.

Lin raised his eyes deeply, looked at Jinyang, and said, "Today's distant love, xiexie you." ”

Jin Yang didn't make a sound, just nodded slightly, and Lin Shen turned around and walked out of the bathroom.

When Lin Shen called the waiter of Rose Mountain Villa to pick up his clothes, he sent a bowl of hangover soup by the way.

Lin Shen took the sobering soup, and when he pushed the door, he was lying on the bed and closed his eyes like Jin Yang, who was asleep, suddenly opened his eyelids, and then looked at Lin Shenshen.

Lin Shen stood at the door, stunned, before he walked in front of Jin Yang, and handed the sobering soup in his hand to Jin Yang: "Drink some, it will be more comfortable to drink." ”

Jin Yang glanced at the sobering soup, then raised his eyelids to look at Lin Shenshen, and opened his mouth, as if to signal her something.

Lin was deeply stunned for a moment, and then he understood what Jinyang meant, and then took a spoon, stirred the decanting soup, and fed Jinyang spoonful by spoonful.

Outside the window, the sun is quiet in the winter afternoon, and the large roses, under the warmth of the stove, bloom delicately, the wind blows, the petals sway, and waves of colorful waves are swinging.

In the house, Lin Shen and Jin Yang did not have any conversation, just a silent feed, a very good drink, their surroundings are decorated in Western European style, behind the bed, is an oil painting as big as a wall, the whole picture is lined with comfort, comfortable and beautiful.

At such a time, the beauty is a mess, obviously it is such a difficult decanting soup, but Jinyang drinks it extremely satisfying and comfortable, like tasting a rare delicacy in the world.

Somehow, Jin Yang suddenly remembered that a while ago in X City, he was in a bad mood because of her, and borrowed wine to kill his sorrows in the "palace", and a girl came forward to talk, he cooperated and chatted a few words, and talked about zuihou, but he talked about his own interest, and even when the girl took the initiative to give a kiss, he suddenly turned around and left.

On the way back to the Bo family's manor, he gradually realized a desperate fact: on this shijie, he is really impossible except for Lin Shenshen.

He knew that on this shijie, whoever left could live, but when he tried to contact other women, he found that a layer of guilt would appear in his heart.

Lin Shen has become an instinct of his love.

No matter how many beautiful haode women there are on this shijie, as long as it is not Lin Shenshen...... He'll find it boring.

Thinking of this, Jin Yang suddenly raised his hand and grabbed Lin Shenshen's hand, his strength was a little fast, and the decanting soup in Lin Shenshen's spoon spilled out.

"Ah" Lin snorted deeply, and in the next second, Jin Yang directly took the porcelain bowl in her palm, put it on the table next to her, and then pulled her upper body into his arms with a fierce pull.