[439] I want to hug

When she finally vomited enough, she raised her head and smiled miserably at him, "Bai Zhuyun, it seems that even if my mouth can not say anything, my body can't do it." ”

Her body, beneath him, had the most instinctive reaction, a forced disgust, a feeling that had been buried deep in her body since ten years ago.

And he, looking at her pale face, his heart was constantly sinking and sinking...... He couldn't see what kind of expression he had on his face now, but he knew that it must be even more ugly than the expression on her face!

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Jun Haixin drove the car alone and left the clubhouse, his stomach was empty, and just now, he vomited until he couldn't vomit anything except sour water. But her body was still retching instinctively, and it wasn't until Bai Zhuyun got on the towel to wipe her dirty lips, and then put her clothes back one by one, that her retching stopped.

It's not about the will, it's just an instinctive reaction of the body. And this kind of reaction, she didn't know about it before, and she didn't find out until now! And this discovery also made her laugh. It's just that she doesn't know if she is laughing at Bai Zhuyun or laughing at herself.

Is it lucky to be able to avoid his compulsion in this way? Or is it actually pathetic?

Bai Zhuyun didn't do anything else to her, and after she got dressed, she went into the bathroom to wipe her face, rinsed her mouth, and walked out of the room. Perhaps she should rejoice that it was winter, and the kiss marks he had left on her could be completely covered by clothes and scarves, and no one could see any clues.

Inside the car, Jun Haixin looked at the rear mirror of the car, Bai Zhuyun's car was still behind her car, keeping a certain distance, and not getting too close.

It was getting late and there weren't many cars on the road. Jun Haixin rubbed his forehead a little tiredly, the steering wheel turned, and the car drove in the direction of the Jun family's ancestral house.

The iron door in front of the mansion slowly opened, Jun Haixin's car drove in, and after a while, the iron door slowly closed again. Another black sedan stopped outside the iron gate, and through the window, Bai Zhuyun watched Jun Haixin's car quickly disappear from his field of vision.

What to do? And what can he do? so that she doesn't dislike him like this. He thought that no matter how deep her disgust was, he could bear it. But when he watched her vomit incessantly, and even turned into retching, he found that his endurance was far from as good as he imagined.

At that moment, his heart hurt to the extreme, like a blunt knife, with countless sharp spikes, grinding on his heart, and every time he grinded, he suffered severe pain. It was as if the flesh and blood were being rolled up, and the blood vessels and nerves were severed......

Raising his chin slightly, he stared at the moon hanging in the sky with a heavy gaze. Tonight's moon is very round, and tomorrow night's moon will be even rounder.

Before he met her, he had never paid attention to the moon's cloudiness, but after getting to know her, he unconsciously developed the habit of looking at the moon every night. When he watched the moon get rounder and rounder, he would wonder, is she in pain? If it hurts, is it a pain? Or who was with her?

He thought that with her arrogance, unless she found her life, she would only be in pain alone, and no one would see her embarrassed and crazy appearance.

And he, who had seen it before, and when he saw it, he realized what this kind of pain would torture her into, and only then did he understand the terrible extent of the Jun family's blood curse.

At that time, she was dying of pain, but she said to him with a distorted smile, "Bai Zhuyun, do you know how many times I shouted my life in one night?" A thousand, or two thousand, five thousand, ten thousand? You say this, how can I fall in love with you? ”

And then, as tonight, he could only look at her with apprehension.

The ringtone of the mobile phone interrupted Bai Zhuyun's reverie, and when he picked up the phone, he pressed the call button. Mo Feng's voice came from the other end of the phone, "Mr. Bai, Sihai Group has obtained a loan from the bank, with more than 10 properties in the hands of Ye Nanqing's mother Gao Bixi, as well as Gao Bixi's mother's family, Manling Group. ”

"Really?" Bai Zhuyun said lightly, under the moonlight, his eyes were blurred, "It seems that Ye Nanqing wants to destroy not only the Sihai Group, but also Gao Bixi and Manling Group." ”

"Then we ...... now"

"Don't do anything for the time being, isn't it interesting to watch the president of Sihai Group destroy Sihai with his own hands." Bai Zhuyun sneered and said, destruction is already a normal thing for him, since he found out that he was really in love with Jun Haixin, but the person Jun Hai loved could not be himself, he didn't spend a day not in destruction.

Jun Haixin walked into the house with a tired face, and when he passed by the living room, he happened to bump into Song Yi.

"Sister-in-law." Jun Haixin said hello.

Song Yi looked at the somewhat pale face of the sister-in-law in front of her, and said with concern, "Haixin, you don't have anything to do, your face doesn't look good, could it be a ......pain in your body?"

"There were no seizures." Jun Haixin interrupted, understanding what her sister-in-law wanted to say, "It's not a painful relationship, but I went around in circles today, and I feel a little tired." She made excuses and said that she didn't want her sister-in-law, who had always cared about her, to worry.

"Then you rest early tonight, or before you go to bed later, I'll ask the kitchen to cook some soothing soup for you, and you will be more comfortable when you sleep." Song Yi said. The age difference between her and her sister-in-law is 20 years, and the difference between her eldest son and sister-in-law is only five years old, when she married into the Jun family, Jun Haixin was only a 4-year-old child, so Song Yi didn't so much treat Jun Haixin as a sister-in-law, but more like taking care of the other party as a daughter.

"Hmm." Jun Haixin nodded, suddenly hugged Song Yi, and buried his head in Song Yi's shoulder socket. In Jun Haixin's impression, her mother died less than two years after giving birth to her, so she has little memory of her mother, and her childhood, adolescence, and youth are more of Song Yi's company.

"What's wrong?" Song Yi was a little surprised.

"It's just that I suddenly want to hug you like this, it seems like I haven't hugged my sister-in-law like this for a long time." Jun Haixin said in a coquettish tone, obviously she is already 40 years old, but in the face of this person who has loved her since she was a child, she will unconsciously regard herself as a child.

"You......" Song Yi smiled, and hugged Jun Haixin back with both hands, "If you want to hug, you can hold it at any time." ”