Jiang is sometimes embarrassed, revealing it to a man for the first time, so unscrupulous.

She raised the back of her hand and wiped her tears, the wind blowing from nowhere, and feeling a hint of coldness on her bare skin. The tattoos on both sides of the arm are stained with a little blood, and I don't know when they will be stained.

I didn't expect Zhou Chen to untie her clothes, she didn't prepare, all emotions converged into a sea, from ripples to shocks, she looked up at his eyes, faintly glowing.

Her voice trembled, afraid that he would be angry and did not forget to remind him: "Zhou Chen, if you see me, you will be responsible." ”

Then, Zhou Chen lowered his head and blocked all her words, his heart was beating hard, his earlobes were also dyed with the red of the sunset, he smelled a faint smell of tobacco, his weak and boneless hand put on the man's hard arm, his breath was warm, and he thought about the person he had been thinking about for so long.

After a long time, he raised his head and pulled away a little, leaning very close to her, his forehead touching, and he muttered: "If there is a similar situation again, then I will never see you again." ”

Not seeing is worse than dying.

It is not only the teeth that cannot be removed, but also love. Not being able to love is often the most painful.

……

After a hurried kiss, Jiang was dumbfounded, seeing that he Zhou Chen took the bag of medicine with an expressionless face, and simply applied medicine to her injured part, with a straight look at the body, and the hand holding the cotton swab in his fingertips was extremely gentle.

Jiang sometimes stood and didn't dare to move, but the roots of his ears turned red and red.

The cool potion was applied to her skin, and Zhou Chen lazily raised her eyes to look at her flushed cheeks, changing her previous boldness and initiative.

Although his attention was on the bruises, he also saw the slight ups and downs from his breathing.

and his growing affection.

"Turn around." He commanded.

Jiang sometimes turned around silently, his fingers pinching his shirt half-off, revealing the bruises on his back, and even blood in several places.

The staggered bruises were red and densely covered on the snow white, and Zhou Chen inhaled heavily and continued to apply medicine to her.

His hands were very light, and he paid attention, and the moment the potion touched the skin, the pain swept through the nerves, and she couldn't help curling up her hands, the pain was unbearable.

"Zhou Chen ......" she panicked.

"Sometimes, I won't take advantage of people's danger." Reading her scared emotions, Zhou Chen soothed.

"Or you can take a ride."

"It doesn't hurt? Dare to flirt? ”

I've seen it all, and I'm embarrassed. She plucked up the courage of a girl, how could he be awkward.

And flirting with the man you like, what's wrong, I kissed it just a short time ago-

It's so fast.

After applying the pills, she buttoned up her shirt and turned to face him.

Zhou Chen glanced at her, put down the medicine bottle in his hand, and walked out with his legs raised.

Jiang Shi immediately grabbed his hand from behind: "Where are you going?" ”

"Smoking."

She licked her dry lips, "Can you give me one?" ”

Zhou Chen narrowed his eyes and turned to look at her sideways.

Under the man's very persecutive gaze, she said, "I am in pain and want to be distracted." ”

Smoking as a distraction?

"Zhou Chen, your eyes tell me that smoking can only be smoked by men, not by women, right?"

Zhou Chen snorted lightly and didn't say a word.

"It's not fair." She softened her voice again, like a kitten: "Just one, I hurt so much." ”

Jiang sometimes hadn't smoked for a long time, and since her sister found out that she was secretly smoking, she was so angry that she wanted her to quit.

The last time I smoked was when my sister was still there.

Now that it's smoked again, the person who controls her has also become Zhou Chen.

"Zhou Chen, I ......"

The lips were touched by the man's thumb, and he was stuffed with a cold and soft thing, and the tip of his tongue tasted the familiar smell of tobacco.

The man's movements were not gentle, and she even tasted the faint taste of his fingers.

The face was red, and they didn't speak, and the two looked at each other silently.

Zhou Chen took a lighter and lit the tobacco she held on her lips, the fire flashed, the tobacco burned, and her familiar taste came to her, and this smell also had the unique smell of a man.

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