At ten o'clock, in the dim room, on the bed in the bedroom, Jiang Yue, who had been weak and weak for the past few days, was on him, and she was like a child who needed to be praised

Zhang Liuling only felt like he was being Ling Chi by her, Ling Chi fiercely, and the nerves in his head seemed to be torn off by him.

He asked her, "Where did he touch you?" Well? Say."

He was fierce, not at all like his usual ones.

Jiang Yue cried and said, "He tore my clothes, I was resisting him so hard, he wanted to bite my neck, I didn't let it, I didn't let it."

Jiang Yue's words made Zhang Liuling's eyes red.

The hand he held around her white waist almost made a red mark.

Then she said, "No, no, no, no, I didn't let him touch it, I'm very well-behaved, really well-behaved, and very clean."

She kept asking in his ear, "Am I good, am I good?"

Her words were seductive.

Zhang Liuling only felt that his head was blank, and he released it on her, as if he had fallen into an infernal hell, carnival in hell.

Jiang Yue lay in his arms and didn't move, and Jiang Yue, who was lying on top of him, took a long time before he spoke, "I thought you didn't want me anymore."

She put her hands on his shoulders, and the whole person showed an extremely pitiful and frightened posture, as if she needed protection at any time, fragile and helpless, and swaying in the wind.

Zhang Liuling's face was like a string pulling, and finally the string broke, he eased the ringing in his ears for a long time, and after coming back to his senses, he gasped and kept saying, "I said, you just need to take your own lessons and do your own things well."

She also said, "I know that Jiawen will not let me go, and if I do such a thing with Uncle Zhang, he will definitely not let me have a good time."

She began to be frightened again, like a frightened bird, and her back tightened.

When Zhang Liuling heard her words, his whole face finally returned to calm, and he said, "I will solve this matter."

"Can it be solved? How to solve it, Jiawen will not give up and forgive me."

At this point, she was so frightened that she drilled her body into his arms even tighter.

Zhang Liuling let her drill, his hand only fell on the back of her neck, and comforted her: "I said, this is not something you have to think about, you just need to do your own thing and complete your studies."

Jiang Yue's face was pressed against his neck, and he snorted, his voice muffled and uneasy.

Zhang Liuling's hand caressed her head, and her long hair was wrapped around his arm.

At this moment, Jiang Yue pressed against his stomach and let out a chirp, Jiang Yue was embarrassed, buried his face in his shoulder, and the hand that climbed on his shoulder clenched into a fist.

Zhang Liuling sensed her strangeness and asked, "Didn't you eat?"

"Nope." Her voice was as low as a mosquito, and then she added, "I don't have any appetite."

Zhang Liuling whispered, "Now."

"I'm hungry."

Zhang Liuling's hand clasped around her waist: "Eat something first."

Just now, he was like a goose that was singing to the sky, but after the incident, he was like a weak kitten in his arms at this time: "Auntie is off work."

She wanted to say that no one did, she wouldn't, and there was nothing to eat.

Zhang Liuling looked at the person buried in his arms who had not moved, and after a long time, he asked, "Eat a bowl of noodles?"

At this time, it is no longer suitable for making complex things, and it is impossible for Zhang Liuling to cook Western food for her, Jiang Yue heard him ask, and it took a long time to answer, "Okay."

Zhang Liuling clasped her wrist twice, came to her soft armpits, like holding a child, and wanted to hold her off her body, but Jiang Yue used his hand hard, and wrapped it around him even more.

At this time, she was so insecure, as if she would lose her protection if she left him.

Zhang Liuling whispered in his ear, "Go to the bathroom first."

When Jiang Yue heard his words, the hand around his neck was relieved twice, and said, "Okay."

The sound is comparable

Small, even revealing a hint of weakness.

Zhang Liuling originally wanted to take her off his body, but in the end he carried her off the bed, let her legs continue to be crossed around his waist, and carried her to the bathroom.

After arriving downstairs, Jiang Yue sat at the dining table, waiting for the people in the kitchen to come out, while Zhang Liuling stood under the light, letting the hot air sweep over his face, and inside the pot were noodles with boiling water.

Zhang Liuling prepared an egg, which was directly beaten into egg flowers in the boiling soup, and sprinkled with some chopped parsley, so that the domestic noodles were full of color and taste.

He then put the noodles out of the bowl and let the soup cover the noodles, and then he came out of the kitchen with the noodles.

He was still wearing his own clothes, but he didn't wear a coat, only a blue and white striped shirt, and black trousers, and the collar of the blue and white striped shirt was not tied with a tie, only one or two buttons, and the clothes were still quite regular, but his neckline had an indescribable dignity and sexiness.

After Zhang Liuling took out the bowl of noodles, he put it in front of Jiang Yue, and after handing her the chopsticks, he also took the opportunity to wipe the water droplets on the chopsticks with a napkin, and he handed the chopsticks to her again, like a dignified elder, but at this time he no longer had that solemn sense on his face, but was a little more casual and easy-going: "Eat it while it's hot."

Jiang Yue has been sitting at the table honestly, like a rabbit that doesn't dare to move, docile and weak and pitiful: "Uncle Zhang, will it be hard for you?"

When Zhang Liuling heard her words, he frowned and said, "Eat."

When Jiang Yue heard his words, she stretched out her hand to take it from the chopsticks in his hand, chewing and swallowing slowly.

Zhang Liuling looked at her like a kitten eating, and he sat aside and poured himself a glass of water.

He knew that Jiawen would definitely not let her go, and sooner or later there would be problems between her and Jiawen, and he would not let this happen again, but how to solve it.

Zhang Liuling thought for a while, and after thinking for a while, he kept drinking the glass of water in his hand slowly.

Jiang Yue didn't know what he was thinking, but after eating noodles for a long time, she put down the chopsticks in her hand and asked, "Am I going to wash the dishes?"

She was not as arrogant and willful as she used to be, but full of uneasiness.

This is not like her, Zhang Liuling didn't want her to fall into this mood, he looked at her for a long time and said, "Will you wash?"

He looked at her with a warm and cold expression.

Jiang Yue was a little embarrassed, she didn't touch the spring water with her fingers, she had never done such a thing at home, although Jiang Chengda didn't have much to do with her, and she wasn't very good, but she had never let her do this, and there were aunts at home.

"I'll try to do these things, as long as Uncle Zhang is happy," she said.

She is now obedient to Zhang Liuling's heart, but Zhang Liuling said to her words, "I don't need you to do this to please me."

Then he reached out and took the bowl from her, and he whispered, "Go and rest."