After one night, nothing else happened to Lin Meng, and he left the hospital near dusk the next day. This was the result of Rong Ling's mandatory request, otherwise, he could actually leave in the morning.

"I'll trouble you to stay here for the next few days. Mengmeng is weak. Make her more delicious food to replenish her health!"

Rong Ling said this to Aunt Xu. Aunt Xu nodded and agreed, staying in the guest room without saying a word.

Lin Mengmeng said that she was not so delicate, so there was no need. In fact, the reason why she yelled and cried that day was more because of herself. But when she thought of Rong Ling, she had been with her since that time.

Being by her side, almost never leaving her, she felt guilty. If she refused like this, she would not be able to say anything.

Forget it, let's just accept this man's arrangement obediently! Don't add unnecessary troubles to him, this man is really good enough for her! As long as she can have her "sex", let's put it off as long as she wants.[

"These days, it feels like I'm always in and out of the hospital!" She held his hand and murmured lowly. "It feels like I haven't been as tormented as this period in the past sixteen years!

"

He glanced at her, his expression still calm, but if he looked deeper, he could see that his usually cold eyes became warmer and softer when he looked at her.

"What do you want to say?!" It was almost to the point. This man was frighteningly smart. She had just raised her head and he could think deeply.

She stuck out her tongue and pursed her lips. "I think I may be destined to be too old this year. Should I go to the temple to ask for fortune-telling, pray to Buddha, and get some luck?"

He glared at her and scraped her nose angrily. "Didn't the doctor tell you to think less and rest more? What are you thinking about? Stop dealing with those superstitious things!"

She giggled after hearing this and shook his big palm coquettishly. "It just occurred to me suddenly and I just said it casually. Don't be angry!"

He stared again after hearing this, "Which of your eyes saw that I was angry?!"

She stuck out her tongue again, thinking to herself, if you have such a sullen face, everyone who sees it will think you are angry!

It was probably when she "licked" his hand that day that she developed feelings for her. She began to like his big palm, and would grab it and play with it from time to time. There was nothing fun in the hospital, so she regarded playing with his palm as a

It gave her the greatest pleasure. Because she often held it, she was now so meticulous that she could remember the lines on his palm clearly.

The man's palm is much larger than hers, with clearly defined joints. If you don't look closely, you will just feel that his fingers are slender and elegant. With his aloof temperament, you will vaguely think that they are a pair of well-maintained and pampered hands.

His hands are probably often used to play the piano. But in fact, this is not the case. Looking at his palms, you can see some calluses, as if they were left behind after doing a lot of heavy farm work before, but they are not.

Not quite. She felt that a rich man like him wouldn't be able to do that kind of work, but she was really curious about where his calluses came from.

She didn't ask because she subconsciously thought of the words he yelled at her - don't worry about my business!

She didn't dare to cross the border even half a step!

She just thought that this man was definitely not as pampered as she imagined. To be able to raise so many calluses, he must have had a lot of hard work in the past. She preferred such hands to those that were as elegant as an artist's, which represented hard work.

, hard work made her feel close to him, and it seemed that she could get closer to him. She liked the rough touch even more. On this day, she always liked to use her little finger to grind his erection.

Playing in cocoons has probably become an addiction.

His fingers moved slightly, and she let go. The close contact with his palms naturally cultivated a lot of tacit understanding. More often, if he had nothing to do, he would play with her. If he had something to do, his fingers would move.

She could move, and she got the hint.

Sure enough, he said: "I have to go back to the company to deal with some documents. You have a good rest and call Aunt Xu if you have anything. If I don't come back at half past six, don't wait for me and eat first. Before nine o'clock, I'm sure

Can come back!"

She nodded and wanted to get up and send him away, but he pushed her down. "Don't move if it's okay!" He really regarded her as a fragile porcelain doll!

When he left, she felt bored and could only lie on the bed in disgust, squinting her eyes to rest. Because a domineering man specifically told her that she was not allowed to read books or do homework, in short, any work that would consume her brain.

She is not allowed to do anything. Even if he has left him, she does not want to challenge his majesty! Besides, he is doing it for her own good!

A certain woman who had gotten a good deal and behaved happily thought about it. She rolled back and forth on the bed several times and rubbed the quilt for a long time. The familiar body odor of him entered her nose, making her feel better.

It was almost seven o'clock when he came back. When Aunt Xu said that dinner hadn't been served yet, his face looked a little bad.[

"Why don't you listen to me?!"

She giggled, jumped off the bed, threw herself into his arms, raised her chin, looked at him playfully, and said sweetly, "I thought you were coming back soon, so I wanted to wait for you.

hey-hey……"

I don’t know if this counts as a quibble on her part. But she smiled in a very cute and naive way. If he wanted to reprimand him, he couldn’t go on. Aunt Xu over there moved quickly, and within a few minutes, she burned out several

A hot dish. Among them, boiled fish and braised meat are stewed in the pot all morning and can be cooked at any time.

So, the three of them sat down to eat together. Aunt Xu was unwilling at first, but she couldn't bear Lin Meng's soft entanglement. As soon as she opened her mouth, Rong Ling glanced at her, and Aunt Xu had to nod in agreement.

After dinner, Aunt Xu went to clean up. Lin Meng was bored again. From yesterday to now, she had slept enough. When she lay in bed, she felt like she would reflexively bounce out of the bed, so

Wandering around the living room like a headless fly.

"Take it!"

He suddenly came closer and gave her a plastic hard box. When she saw it, she was immediately happy. The plastic cover on the hard box was the member of One Piece that she was very familiar with?! But, how could he give her such a thing?

What! Could it be that he knew that she liked to watch this?! But it seemed impossible, she didn’t even tell him!

But of course she didn't know that when this man was helping her move, he entered her small bedroom. After a few cursory glances, he took in the general layout of her room, including, of course, the layout of her room.

The only big poster on the wall. The scary man with a strong memory memorized this at that time. On the way back to the company, thinking that she might be bored, he ordered his subordinates to buy it!

She was still confused, blinking and looking at him. The man looked at him, but his perfect face did not reveal the slightest information!

"If you're bored, just go and watch the CD by yourself!"

He said this and turned around to go to the study. Just looking at his back, he was really ruthless and indifferent, and he was suspected of being cool!

However, she was not affected by his aura at all, and happily ran up to him and laughed. "I really like watching this, thank you!"

As she said that, she stretched out her arms to wrap her arms around his neck, pulling his head down to kiss him. He was already familiar with her movements. Without waiting for her to reach out, he reached out and clasped the back of her head, leaned forward, and put his lips on hers,

He kissed her hard. Within a few moments, his hot tongue pushed into her mouth, rubbing her soft lips and teasing her soft little tongue in her little mouth.

She was a tender girl, and she was no match for him when it came to love. After being kissed deeply by him, her breathing became rapid and her face turned red. Then her legs became soft and her hands became soft, and she let him be there in a daze.

Do whatever you want.

He let go of her and looked at her black eyes covered with a thin layer of water vapor. They were as fresh and tender as grapes that had just emerged from the water. They were really seductively tight. He couldn't help but slightly curling the corners of his lips and said:

“Spicy shredded pork!”

After saying these incomprehensible words, he let her go and went to the study.

She was stunned for a while, and then she finally realized what his last words meant!

When she left the table, the last bite she took was spicy shredded pork! He was saying that there was a taste of spicy shredded pork in her mouth! No wonder he smiled like that, it was a bit evil,

Turns out he was making fun of her!

She blushed suddenly, put down the plastic hard case containing the CD, and hurried to the bathroom. Then she picked up the toothbrush, squeezed out the toothpaste, and started brushing. There was a big mirror in the bathroom, which could cover a person's face.

Her whole body was exposed, and as she brushed, she felt something was wrong. She rinsed her mouth with water, and wiped the foam at the corners of her mouth with a towel. She looked at herself in the mirror and was stunned.

In the past two days, because she had to put "medicine" on her face, either the nurse was there to wash her face, or Aunt Xu helped to wipe it. As soon as she finished wiping her face, she immediately applied "medicine", and then, she

She couldn't move this face. So, she really didn't look at her face carefully. Now that she looked at it, it was obvious that the left face and the right face did not match each other. The left face was slightly swollen, and it looked a bit like a child who cut corners.

Flat bread. Moreover, several bruises were covered with light scabs, which were black and red. It looked a bit strange!

She frowned, suddenly feeling a little uncomfortable. She had never cared much about this face before, but now...[

She hung up the towel and went to the study room feeling a little depressed. When Rong Ling raised his head to look at her, she subconsciously tried to cover her face with her hand. Then she felt that it was a bit fussy, so she put her hand down a little further.

Come down. Then, the little hands are on the face, which looks a bit funny.

"Am I ugly?!" She lowered her head slightly and peeked at his expression awkwardly.

His expression did not change, he just waved. "Come here!"

She walked over in small steps, and when she was just one step away from him, he pulled her into his arms and finally sat on his lap.

He gently bit her little ear and hummed coldly: "I don't know what's going on in your little head. I think I'll take you for a checkup again. I feel like you're all confused."

Becoming stupid!”

"How can there be?!" She couldn't help but defend. "I'm still as smart as before!"

"you sure?!"

He let go of her sensitive little ears and turned to look at her with raised eyebrows. There was only one expression on his handsome face, and that was - suspicion!

She blushed again, and her long and curly eyelashes that could hold several matches trembled and hung low, casting a small shadow. She was not stupid, so she naturally understood that what he said was just a hint that she was bothering herself.

That's all, but, but... She doesn't know why, she just wants her face to be as beautiful as before, but she always feels that the scar is a bit annoying.

"I wonder if there will be scars..." She murmured softly and frowned. "The swelling on my face is so ugly..."

Yi Jing was talking to himself, and her little hands were playing with his clothes randomly. It was obvious at a glance that he was troubled by this. Since he was with her, this was the first time that she cared so much about her face.

. The women he comes into contact with always have a lot of cosmetics, and the bottles and cans seem to be piled up on the small dressing table. But she has always been bare-faced, and only applied a big makeup after washing her face. Why?

Do you care so much now?!

…

He lowered his eyes and watched as her green fingers grasped a small corner of his clothes, folding them over and over again, rubbing them, letting go, folding them again, and rubbing them again. It felt like they were almost torn into strips of cloth, which was obviously her thoughts.

It's wrapped around the scar.

Suddenly he thought of something, his eyes flickered slightly, and an invisible smile flashed at the corner of his mouth.

He reached out and patted her soft back.
To be continued...