He was obedient, and everyone was happy.

Everything was good to choose.

Lu Qingyan was not in a hurry at all.

"If you think about it, stay with me tonight."

Although he has the same face, Lu Qingyan prefers to stay with Lin Jinmo.

Because this man is a pearl that grows out of the mud, smart and forbearing, she likes to watch him obviously suffer but keep his calm appearance.

And Zhu Jinlu, that is, the god who was offered high, is her fiancé, the unreachable white moonlight in her heart, and the thorn in her heart that cannot be pulled out.

She loves to wish Jinlu.

So she willingly cooperated with Lin Jinmo.

Just like the first time they met, she was on the high, and he was low.

"As long as you are obedient, I promise not to touch Ding Bao's finger."

An agreement is reached.

Lin Jinmo was really obedient, supporting a already broken body, and he could help him deal with business problems with Zhu Jinlu's face.

The agreement between the two lasted for more than ten years.

Until now.

Her body was also gradually collapsing.

For the sake of Zhu Jinyu, she has missed the best time for transplantation.

But it's not too late, everything is just right.

It only needs Lin Jinmo to continue to cooperate and make the most rational and intelligent choice.

"Have you thought about it?"

She got up and slowly approached the man, her eyes gently tugging at his sleeve, swaying leisurely.

At this moment, a cool voice came.

"I've figured it out."

"I knew you were smart ......"

"Don't touch her."

“......”

A deathly silence quickly spread in this gorgeous room.

The woman raised her eyes and stared coldly at Lin Jinmo's face, and couldn't help but sneer.

"Lin Jinmo, your appearance is really ridiculous, you are much more stupid than I thought."

The man's eyes were lowered, his red lips hooked, as cold and calm as ever.

"You're just finding out now?"

After saying that, he shook off the woman's hand and turned to leave.

When the door was pushed open and closed, there was a sound of a huge porcelain vase breaking inside the door.

The woman grabbed the expensive porcelain on the side and slammed it against the wall, again and again, silently venting the anger in her heart.

"Crazy, fool!"

And so does she!

For the sake of a Zhu Jinlu, she can only be willing to cooperate with Lin Jinmo!

"Damn Lin Jinmo!"

Everyone is so stupid that when the time comes, they can only be slaughtered by others, only he can firmly pinch his death hole, and if he doesn't pay attention to it, he can easily avoid all the detectors and self-harm!

The bottles around her were thrown out one by one, and the crisp sound finally alleviated the anger and grievances in her heart.

Panting and slumping on the couch, the woman stared at the chandelier overhead, repeating it in her heart over and over again.

No hurry, no hurry.

By the time Zhu Jinlu recovered, Lin Jinmo had already become a corpse, and Ding Bao would still be the meat on her chopping board, and she would be slaughtered!

Fortunately, her body can last for a while.

As a result, it is necessary to speed up the process of heart exchange surgery.

If she still had some pity for Lin Jinmo before, but now this pity has already turned into more and more intense hatred and anger.

Damn affectionate.

Make her sick!

At this moment, the old butler outside the room sighed helplessly, and only after the house was completely quiet did he order the servant to go in and clean it.

Lin Jinmo, who left the villa, received a message from the hospital.

The day after tomorrow, the blood will continue to be drawn.

Zhu Jinlu, who has been in a coma for nearly ten years, must have regular blood exchanges, and Lin Jinmo is his natural blood bank.

It used to be once a month.

This time it became ten days.

The man silently clenched the steering wheel, circled down the mountain road and drove towards the city, and under the heavy night, the car slowly drove into the underground garage of the community.

On the eleventh floor, he stepped out of the elevator and turned left to the door of 1102.

The door was closed, and he knew that the owner of the house was in another man's house at this time.

Without the slightest hesitation, he took the key from his pocket, opened the door, and changed his shoes as if he had entered his own home.

The dried flowers on the coffee table had lost their fragrance, and the sunflower on the balcony had withered.

The man poured some water on it, then went into the kitchen and looked at the contents of the refrigerator, which were all cold drinks and almost no dishes.

Then he walked into the bedroom and stood in the doorway and stared deeply.

This room, he had stayed for one night.

He later offered to move out and handed over the keys.

He still remembered that Ding Bao was very calm that day, and the calmness made him can't help but feel sour in his heart.

She asked him if he had found a better home.

He nodded.

So she got out of the way lightly, without any retention.

This time he left, and he never saw her again.

When they said goodbye, he was in the car, stepped on the accelerator, and knocked her down.

At that moment, he could feel as if his heart had come to a standstill.

The heart-tearing pain was worse than the raw bone marrow, and the pain was so painful that he stumbled to his knees, letting the big truck in the distance hit him, and he didn't want to move for half a minute.

Later he was rescued.

They won't let him die, and they won't let Ding Bao die.

In order for Ding Bao to live better, he could only choose to let her sleep temporarily.

Recalling that scene, Lin Jinmo slowly stepped forward, sat lightly on the bed, leaned his back against the place where Ding Bao had pillowed, held the quilt stained with her breath in his arms, buried his whole face in it, and sniffed deeply over and over again.

At this moment, he is completely a pervert, and all the feelings that cannot be put on the surface are vented at this moment.

His heart hurt too much, it hurt too much.

He had endured countless slashes and axes, and countless inhuman pains, but none of these pains were as unbearable as not being able to get close to Ding Bao.

He hugged the quilt tightly, nostalgic for the days when he hugged her, and the feelings that had been suppressed for more than ten years made him struggle in helpless despair and pain.

"Ding Bao ......."

"Ding Bao ......."

He called over and over again, even if it was simply by calling her name, which was a sad and pitiful comfort for him at the moment.

He wanted to hug her.

He wanted to kiss her.

Just simple touch.

It's really good to think, so much to think about.

After restoring everything in the house, Lin Jinmo left the room, closed the door of 1102, went straight inside, took out the key and opened the door of 1101.

After moving out of Ding Bao's house, he rented the house.

Staying in the house, he could hear the sound of the door opening and closing on the other side.

He can know her location based on the location of his mobile phone.

In the days when they couldn't see each other, he relied on these to silently protect Ding Bao.

It was so before, it is now, and it will be so in the future.

That night, he didn't wait for the sound of the door opening.

Day 2, Day 3......

He knew that it was the people of the Ding family who made her reluctant to come back.

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