Chapter 42 You are the medicine

The dazzling sunlight shone in through the white screen window and fell on Yan Yiyi's petite face. She felt the heat and wanted to turn over and continue sleeping, but found someone lying next to her!

After remembering Ji Mochen's madness last night, she immediately covered her mouth that she was trying to scream.

She cautiously moved to the bedside, she didn't want to wake him up and go through the same thing as last night.

"You're awake."

Ji Mochen turned his head sideways, and looked at her with his face in his hands.

"Oh, morning." Yan Yiyi tried her best to calm down her tone and make herself look less nervous.

Ji Mochen lifted the quilt covering her body.

Yan Yiyi felt a chill on her body, and immediately hugged the quilt tightly and screamed, "Sick!" She didn't dare to ask him any more about what you were doing, after all, last night......

"Then I'll take my medicine now."

Ji Mochen crushed her under her with a shelter, violently attacking every inch of the fortress above and below her body.

I don't know how long it took for Ji Mochen to stop.

Yan Yiyi only felt soreness all over her body, and she couldn't get up from being tired.

Seeing her like this, Ji Mochen got up and got out of bed, he wrapped a bathrobe casually and walked out of the room with long legs. Yan Yiyi doesn't want to care about what that pervert is doing anymore, she just wants to rest.

A moment later, Ji Mochen walked in again with an extra medicine box in his hand. He put the medicine box on the table, walked to the side of the bed and picked up Yan Yiyi, walked to the sofa and sat down, and put her on his lap.

Yan Yiyi hugged him tightly, letting her body cling to his body so that he wouldn't see it......

Ji Mochen saw her intentions, and the corners of his mouth unconsciously rose, revealing a shallow smile. He could even feel the softness of her chest rubbing against his chest, as if it had been intimate last night, he enjoyed it, but at the moment it was more important than her body.

Ji Mochen took her hand off his neck and put her leg on his own.

Yan Yiyi subconsciously clamped her legs when she realized that Ji Mochen was going to touch her secret place. It's not that she doesn't want to go, it's just that her legs really don't have the strength, as long as she moves slightly, she will rub against that place, the pain is unbearable, damn Ji Mochen, the skin must be broken.

"It hurts, doesn't it?" Ji Mochen asked cautiously.

Yan Yiyi ignored him and turned her head to look away.

Seeing that she didn't speak, Ji Mochen didn't say anything more, just gently parted her legs.

"What are you doing!" Yan Yiyi immediately gasped when she saw him do this......

"Don't move." Ji Mochen whispered. He took out a small yellow pill bottle from the medicine box and dipped his fingers in a little white ointment.

A cool feeling arose, it turned out that he was going to give himself medicine. Yan Yiyi shrunk her legs, wanting him to take his hand away, after all, it was daytime, she was sitting naked on the sofa, and Ji Mochen, a big man, was still giving her medicine, this picture was a little weird no matter how you thought about it.

"Don't move." Ji Mochen grabbed her ankle with one hand, and continued to dip some ointment on the other, "Does it still hurt?" ”

Yan Yiyi continued to tilt her head and didn't look at him, thinking that in this way she would fall into his gentle trap again? A big man actually has this ointment at home at any time, which means that he is still very experienced. It's really hard to say how many people he has rubbed this ointment.

"Yiyi, don't be angry, I'm sorry, I tried too hard." Ji Mochen patiently apologized to her.

Yan Yiyi sneered and continued not to speak.

"Not next time, but you can't blame me, Yiyi, you have to exercise a little stronger."

"And next time? Ji Mochen, you look up to me too much, do I have anything to give you next time? Or do I have what it takes to satisfy you? What did you take me for? When your libido comes, you want me, and when you get tired of it, you want to find another woman? Dirty or not? After touching so many people, aren't you afraid of getting sick? ”

"Yiyi, what are you talking about?" Ji Mochen frowned, he packed up all the medicine boxes on the table, and looked directly at her, "Can you not be so confused, you never asked me the ins and outs of those things, and you never gave me a chance to explain, and now some inexplicable words suddenly pop up, Yiyi, I can't afford it." I can't afford your distrust of me five or three times. Ji Mochen tried his best to make his tone sound flat, at least, not to make her feel sad.

"Trust?" Yan Yiyi narrowed her eyes slightly, "I trusted you three years ago, I poured out my heart and lungs, and I wanted to give everything I had with both hands and hold it in front of you." I am my father's baby, and he has never wanted me to be humbled, but you are my beloved, and my father knows that the original fierce opposition has turned into letting go at my insistence. How do you want me to trust, I trust you, trust but the end result is that my home is ruined, and my father has paid with his life for it. Ji Mochen, are you still telling me the word trust? Heh, you're hilarious. ”

Ji Mochen pinched her shoulder blades tightly, and suddenly her muscles burst out. But after seeing a dense layer of fine sweat on her forehead, he lowered his hand and walked out on his long legs.

A moment later, the sound of the door closing downstairs was heard.

Oh, poke him deep inside.

Yan Yiyi dragged the broken body and walked off the sofa, although Ji Mochen had just been drugged, it still hurt very much, the pain in the heart, out of the body, and the heart.

She ripped off the sheet and wrapped it around herself and went downstairs.

The whole house was a mess, as if the things were scattered in place, and it reminded her of all the crazy things last night. She hated so much, hated herself for being too incompetent, although she didn't want to admit it, but she knew that she still couldn't forget him after all, everything last night had proved her body and heart, and she couldn't resist.

She walked over to the couch and picked up her already tattered clothes, frowning. How does this make her get out...... She thought about it, so she called Simachi and asked her to send a piece of clothing.

She searched around and finally found her phone on the ground, and just as she was about to dial it, the doorbell rang.

Yan Yiyi wrapped the sheets tightly, it shouldn't be Ji Mochen, he knew that the password wouldn't ring the doorbell. She walked to the door of the room and unscrewed the door.

"Hello, it's Miss Yan Yiyi, right?"

Yan Yiyi showed her head, looked at a woman wearing a professional skirt standing outside, and nodded suspiciously.

"It's your stuff."

The woman handed her a big shopping bag, and Yan Yiyi hurriedly waved her hand, "I'm not the owner of this house, it's not mine, you better wait for him to come back and then send it." ”

Yan Yiyi was about to close the door, but was stopped by the other party in time, "Wait, Miss Yan, this is yours, Mr. Ji asked me to give it to you just now." If you don't accept it, it will be difficult for me to do it, and there is no way to explain it to Mr. Ji, so please Miss Yan don't embarrass me. She looked pleading.

Yan Yiyi looked at her like this, she couldn't bear it, and accepted it.

Yan Yiyi didn't close the door, and ran directly into the elevator for convenience, as if she was afraid that she would regret it.

She shook her head helplessly, went back to the house and opened the bag, there was a set of light blue panties and underwear in it, she immediately blushed, put down the underwear suit, and picked up the skirt next to her, it was a light blue one-shoulder dress with a silver chain around the waist, and the skirt was all made of buds. Silk wrapping.

She caught a glimpse of a small card in the bag, which just said that underwear could be worn and washed.

Yan Yiyi recognized the words on the card at a glance, which were written by Ji Mochen. When he was still in love, he was still very young and once secretly stuffed her with love letters. His characters have always been in scribble, and the color of his exclusive pen and ink has always been used.

Yan Yiyi turned sideways and threw the card into the trash, if it was in the past, she would definitely keep it carefully in the notebook, but now, this time is different from the past, this kind of garbage only deserves to stay in the trash can.

She quickly changed into her clothes and went out the door. She left the dinner table suddenly, and she must have been very worried.

She called Zhang Siding as she walked.

"Hey, Sister Yiyi, why did you leave suddenly yesterday?"

"I'm sorry, Simachi, I suddenly had something to do yesterday, and I didn't have time to tell you." Yan Yiyi lied in her heart.

"It's okay, Sister Yiyi, I'm relieved if you're okay, you come to the company quickly, Sister Soho, she got a way to make our Yan's jewelry famous in a short period of time!"

"How?"

"This ...... I don't know how to tell you, when you come back, Sister Soho will tell you in person. ”

"Alright then, I'll be right there."

Yan Yiyi hung up the phone, walked to the side of the road to stop a taxi, and sat on it.

Ji Mochen sat in the extended Lincoln parked on the side of the road, he looked at the car Yan Yiyi was sitting in through the black window, and he didn't withdraw his gaze until the car disappeared.

"Drive, go to the company." Ji Mochen said in a hoarse voice to the driver.

……

"What's wrong...... What method? As soon as Yan Yiyi arrived at the company, she immediately panted and pulled Zhang Siding to the side and said.

"Sister Yiyi, you should rest and rest first, you are panting so much." Zhang Siding pressed her to the sofa and sat down, poured her a glass of lemonade, "You drink some water first, I'll go and call Sister Soho to come and talk to you in detail." ”

Yan Yiyi swallowed her saliva, and her mouth was indeed a little dry when she ran all the way.

"Mr. Yan." Soho hugged a bunch of materials and put them on the glass coffee table, "That's right, Zhao Ming has already made it clear to me what we need to do before." If you want to become a first-line jewelry brand within three months, you can't do it in a short period of time by relying on novel styles and high sales alone. So, the first thing we need to do is to make it famous. ”