Fascinating things are always stained with invisible poison.

Men are poisonous.

Long-term affection is also poisonous.

Su Ya was jealous in her heart, her senior brother never belonged to her.

There is comfort in his eyes, snow in his heart, and she is alone...... It's just a Doctor Su, it seems that out of school, she doesn't even have a junior sister over there.

And now that he has left the hospital, there is only this simple patient-patient relationship between the two.

The man's eyes looked at her, and there was detachment behind the lenses: "Doctor Su." ”

That's the end of the salutation.

Su Ya clutched her fingers in her pocket, she was unwilling to be called, but her face was not obvious.

Still cheerful and generous, he said half-jokingly: "Senior brother is separated from me." ”

Without waiting for Bo Jingxing to answer, Su Ya seemed to inadvertently mention it: "Mr. Chao also called just now, saying that he wanted to take Miss Shu out of the hospital." Miss Shu's market is really good. ”

She said this in a joking tone, completely putting on a bright and upright attitude, Yaya glanced at her, frowned, and it was not easy to have a seizure.

After all, Dr. Su was just joking.

Shu Qing packed up his personal belongings, as if he hadn't heard Su Ya's words, and said to Yaya: "How much did I spend on hospitalization this time?" ”

Yaya thought about it, said a number, and sighed comfortably: "I'm poor again." ”

She was never rich.

Su Ya's eyes flashed, and a trace of contempt flashed in her heart: How can this woman be liked by her senior brother?

No!

Maybe it's not like it, it's just a plaything.

"Let's go!"

Bo Jingxing stepped forward and took the initiative to carry his luggage, but Shu Qing did not avoid him, but smiled gently as usual: "Thank you." ”

The attitude is strange in the end.

Her desire to distance herself from him was so obvious.

It is said that Bo Jingxing should be satisfied, he likes her temperament, she doesn't drag her mud and water, and she doesn't entangle.

But she left too quickly, and it made him feel that she had been waiting for this day for a long time.

He had a gaffe.

But he can control himself very well.

The luggage was put in the car, and Bo Jingxing looked at Yaya, who had to find an excuse to leave temporarily.

She could see that the two had something to say.

She is not fit to stay.

There was an air conditioner in the car, and it was just the two of them.

After a long summer, early autumn is fast coming.

Autumn tigers are very abrasive, not only hot, but also dry.

Bo Jingxing sat in the back row with her, and she unconsciously moved closer to the car door, and the distance between the two was far enough to sit a third person.

"What are you going to do in the future?"

In silence, Bo Jingxing opened his mouth, and then turned his head to look at her.

There were people coming and going outside the car window, and the atmosphere in the car was not very good, she looked out with a partial face, and the other half of her face was completely exposed under Bo Jingxing's eyes.

The wound on the face, hideous and sinuous like an ugly centipede, is really ugly.

But the corners of her eyebrows and eyes were very gentle, clear and beautiful, with softness, he couldn't help sighing and urging love.

Big hands took her by the neck and forced her to turn around and lean towards him.

Before he could speak, he pressed the back of her head, and the thin cold lips fell on hers.

Tossing and turning, from shallow to deep, and finally to violent.

She gasped, trying to stay away from him, trying to say it was over, but he wouldn't let it go.

She couldn't resist him, and in the end she longed for him in her heart, so she gradually obeyed.

Bo Jingxing's big hand slowly caressed her back, slowly pressing down all the grievances and fears in her heart.

The kiss is over.

He picked her up and straddled him between his legs.

This posture was a little too warm, and she had no choice but to wrap her arms around his neck with all her hands, but she took the initiative to send her towering breasts to his lips.

I heard him laugh lowly, and gently reached into his arms: "I haven't been to the hospital for half a month, I miss me, right?" ”

Shu emotional's body suddenly became stiff.

It really makes her ashamed to say such things at such a time, as if she thinks about him every day.

She exhaled, gesturing to get off top of him, and he held her down.

She was wearing a skirt today, and on the day she was discharged from the hospital, she hoped that even if she was disfigured, she would be beautiful and exquisite.

But unexpectedly, it was convenient for him.

Ignoring her objections, he first used his hand to make her comfortable, and watched her slump limp on top of him.

Like a piece of driftwood floating on the sea, she gasped softly, her face was ugly, but strangely beautiful.

When she was emotional, her eyes were charming, and the injuries on her face did not look hideous at this time, but revealed a faint reddish pink.

In the end, it destroys the beauty.

He bowed his head and kissed her wound, reverently, without a trace of desire: "Affection." ”

The two are too familiar with each other's bodies and know where their respective points are.

This time, both of them were extremely emotional.

They've tried every position and everywhere countless times before, and this is the first time they've been in the car.

He could see her face clearly, see her eyes, see her blurred for him, and die or live for him.

It's all him, it's all her.

Bo Jingxing's heart was suddenly very satisfied.

The big slender hands of the joints, caressing her face, are already thinking about finding the best plastic surgeon.

It would be even better if the operation could be done well in one operation.

After the clouds and rain passed, the car stopped.

After the throbbing of the body has completely passed, a deep sense of remorse ensues.

She sat in his arms, her mind mixed.

Men are poisonous and addictive.

When a man says he loves you with his mouth, he may just be coaxing you. But when he uses his body to ask you so hard, at least the body is sincere.

Shu Qing felt that she had been poisoned and addicted.

Jier's poison has entered his heart again, and he can't stop it.

"I bought the house myself."

After calming down, Shu Qing said in a low voice, "Although the house is old, it is my own." ”

Bo Jingxing pinched her thin waist with his big hands, measuring whether she had lost weight in this hospitalization.

And press the window to let the smell of the car escape.

The wind blew in from outside, ruffling her slightly wet hair, he hugged her, held her hips with one hand, and said softly: "There is a suite in Yunshan Mansion, you go to live." ”

She was stunned for a moment.

Yunshan Mansion, every inch of land is expensive, a place where rich people live.

Did he give it to her?

At this moment, Shu Qing thought a lot, and finally held it back, and said softly: "I'm not a lover, and I don't want to be a junior." ”

The man reached into her clothes and stroked her bare back again and again.

The thought that just now flashed through my mind again: "Thin." After you live in the past, safety is one thing, on the other hand, I found a nanny to make up for your body, and you can face it better after plastic surgery. ”

He bowed his head and kissed the scar on her face again.

Shu Qing's heart trembled violently, and all the original persistence and bottom line were separated and disintegrated in his kiss.

Tears flowed from her eyes, and she didn't cry out loud, just a thin and suppressed kind of soft sobbing.

But the more this happens, the more distressing it becomes.

also let Bo Jingxing know that her stability these days is not to accept her fate, but to suppress all the anxiety and panic in her heart.

He coaxed her: "It's not a lover, it's not a junior, I'll live there too." ”

After a pause, he added: "I will accompany you." ”

Ten minutes later, the two drove away, and Chao Song's Bentley arrived at the hospital, and when asked, he had already been discharged.

Chao Song laughed angrily and scolded, "It's not promising." ”

I don't know who I'm scolding.