Chapter 20: Does This, Still Hurt?

I lay on the bed, so depressed that I wanted to grow hair on the top of my head, and finally found a small animal that could accompany me, but I didn't think that before I could show it off, he was cruelly thrown out.

I couldn't fall asleep after tossing and turning, and at this moment, my brain suddenly flashed, and then I grinned.

Glancing at the time on the wall, he was pinching his fingers and counting, at this point, Yi Jiu should have slept right?

Just in case, I was still very interested and waited for more than ten minutes before acting.

The idea was simple: I wanted to try my luck in the garden and give the cat something to eat if it was there, so that it wouldn't starve to death.

So, I pinched my flashlight, anchored into the kitchen, and tucked a box of canned beef into my pocket before heading to the back garden.

However, what I never expected was that Yi Jiu just walked to the balcony to smoke, and the moment he flicked away from the ashes, he took me into his eyes.

I was pulling through the grass to look for the cat, and the flashlight shone on a pair of leather shoes, and I looked up violently, and the man in my eyes almost scared me into cardiac arrest.

As a result, the cat didn't see it, but I bumped into an angry big bad wolf.

He pulled me into his arms with angry eyes, gritted his teeth and said angrily: "Xin Mengyao, your skin is itchy, right?" ”

"No, no, no itching." I didn't turn a corner for a moment, and I stupidly answered.

The man standing in front of me, when he heard me say this, was so angry that his face turned cold on the spot, and his starry eyes were half-narrowed, "In the middle of the night, don't sleep, what are you doing here?" ”

I rolled my eyes a few times, pretended to be very calm, and stretched out my finger to the sky, "The night is beautiful, I'm here to enjoy the beautiful scenery." ”

"Is it beautiful?" His voice was a little colder.

I couldn't help but swallow a few mouthfuls of saliva and nodded stubbornly, "Beautiful." ”

Yi Jiu tightened the arm on my waist, hooked his thin lips, and then raised a smile of unknown meaning, "Beautiful scenery, beautiful wine, beautiful people, just right." Before I could understand what I meant, he suddenly pinched my chin, lowered his head and grabbed me red. Lip.

He didn't leave my lips until I could choke, his fingertips rubbing incessantly. Rubbing my cheeks, he sighed and said something I didn't understand at all, "When will you remember me?" ”

I was stunned, and the little bubble of doubt was scattered, how to listen to him, as if I had known him a long time ago.

In the end, I didn't dare to say anything, after all, I don't know what he meant, in case, the woman in his mouth is someone else, then I'm not embarrassed.

That's when it happened.

Xuanzi came out of nowhere, "Ninth Master, it's me who mismanaged and was willing to be punished." ”

I was stunned again, and I didn't figure out for a long time, what was going on with Xuanzi receiving the penalty in the middle of the night, and later, I learned that Xuanzi, who was punished for running five kilometers, was because of the release of water, so I ran to the back garden to do nonsense.

Knowing the truth, the chagrin in my heart, I was the one who made the mistake, but as a result, I caused so many people to bear the consequences for me.

I stared out the window for a while, slowly turned around, and saw that Yi Jiu was still busy, so I made a cup of coffee for him with great gratitude, and flattered: "Ninth Master, coffee." ”

"I don't drink coffee." He choked me to death with a word.

I rolled my eyes in anger, picked up the cup of coffee, drank it all in my stomach, and finally burped contentedly.

Yi Jiu raised his eyes to look at me, raised his wrist and glanced at the time, then twisted his eyebrows and said coldly: "Don't sleep, wait for me to sleep with you?" ”

“......”

At this moment, I felt that my little face must be black at the bottom of the pot, and he knew why I followed him to the study in every possible way to please him, and finally even pulled me to let him sleep!

Oh my God, let him sleep, wouldn't that be equivalent to a ghost pressing down?

Hiss.

Just thinking about it makes me cold.

"Nothing." I barely hooked up a smile, lowered my head, pulled a few times on my toes, and pursed my lower lip, "Ninth Master, if I make a mistake in the future, you can punish me." ”

Yi Jiu was so smart, he quickly understood the meaning of my words, put down the pen, raised his leg and walked towards me, there was still some distance away from me, and he reached out and pulled me into his arms, "Punish you, I like to be in bed." ”

With that, he picked me up, kicked open the bedroom door, and threw me straight onto the bed.

Sometimes, I have to wonder if Yi Jiu has violent tendencies, and if he doesn't agree with me, he hits my nose and throws it on the bed, shaking my internal organs to the point that my internal organs hurt.

He pressed in, ripped off his shirt as usual, drew my attention with his bronzed skin, and began to punish me while I was distracted.

If I had known that a word would push me into a dead pit, I would not have been a hero to say it.

I regretted it, and then I curled up under him and kept begging for mercy, "Ninth Master, I'm not ready, I'm afraid." ”

His expression was cold, but even so, he softened the movements behind him.

Perhaps, he chose to automatically block out all my voices, so much so that he ignored my pleas for mercy and lifted my innermost clothes with his hands.

He didn't touch the softness of his heart, but instead rubbed the scar with his fingertips repeatedly.

I panicked and tried desperately to cover my exposed skin with my hands, and it was the first time he had done this to me after being together for so long.

I whispered in a trembling voice, "Ninth Master, don't be like this. ”

"Does this scar still hurt?" Yi Jiuliang said such a sentence for a long time.

I was so scared that I didn't even pay attention to the tone of his voice and the dull sadness in his eyes.

In order to get him up, I answered honestly: "My dad said that I fainted a few times when I changed the dressing at that time." ”