But for the Qing, never lovesick + extra

They, this counts, what's going on?

Zheng Yang also seemed to feel something was wrong, and let go of his hand.

Jin Yan raised his head to look at Zheng Yang, and was about to speak out the spoiled manuscript, but the far-away arm straddled Jin Yan's back without warning, ironing out the turmoil in her heart.

In the name of tucking in the quilt, Zheng Yang actually hugged her tightly.

"I promise everything, please don't leave." Zheng Yang buried his head in An Xin's arms, begging softly.

Zheng Yang has dealt with so much, sacrificed so much for her, and now he still looks like he saw her at the hospital after parting, throwing away his pride to keep her... His throat was sore, his eye sockets were filled with unknown warmth, Jin Yan opened his mouth , not knowing what to say, gently raised his hand and hugged her back.

Jin Yan didn't say anything, but hearing her breathing, Zheng Yang closed his eyes and smiled in relief.

It's good if she doesn't resist.

She has come back.

it is true.

Chapter 37 Fan ② Concentration (Catching Insects)

The morning light climbed to most of the corners of the window, and people with tangled hair melted into the sunlight.

Their cheeks were pressed together.Zheng Yang shook his head, stroked the people around him a few times, and relaxed his hands.

"Why are you going?" Jin Yan wrapped his arms around her waist and did not let go.

"Don't you want to eat?" Zheng Yang turned around.

"Wait." Jin Yan lifted his leg over her, rolled over Zheng Yang, sat on her lap with light force, and said in a tone that was unique to Miss Jin, "Show me yours." hurt."

Zheng Yang couldn't see anyone, and felt some strength on his legs after a noise, thinking of the little girl's intentions, he stretched out his hand to help Jin Yan sit still, when he heard her talk about that, he withdrew his hands uncomfortably, bent his elbows and tried to climb stand up.

Zheng Yang's intention of evasion was clearly placed in front of Jin Yan. Jin Yan was angry and distressed, and asked in a cold voice: "Aren't you afraid that I will fall?" Zheng Yang subconsciously wanted to take care of her in the last moment, but now he will ignore her Want to escape by yourself?Jin Yan is a scrupulous person who seeks the truth. Since she decided to come to Zheng Yang, she wanted to make things clear. She tried her best to make up for what she owed to Zheng Yang, and she also wanted to fully understand what Zheng Yang owed her.

When Jin Yan came, he thought that even if they couldn't go on, it was necessary to end the past.

What's more, they are back together now.

The heavens are attached to her and give her a chance to make amends and be with her beloved, Jin Yan will not allow it to be lost.

It also does not allow any slightest estrangement to hinder the progress of their relationship.

No grievances, no misunderstandings, no two families, no one else...

Zheng Yang frowned, leaned on the bed, and sure enough, he stopped moving.

Jin Yan reached into the hem of her clothes, his fingertips touched her skin, Zheng Yang reached out to stop her.Jin Yan clasped his troublesome hands.

Jin Yan's fulcrum was only herself, Zheng Yang didn't dare to make a big move, so she succeeded.

Caressing the warm skin with his hand, Jin Yan explored the lower abdomen based on his impression, felt the rough and abrupt protrusion, retracted his hand in stress, and the pulse of the sun's blood vessels accelerated.

Zheng Yang withdrew his hand, and dropped it to his sides, clenched his fists loosely, then clenched them tightly, pursed his lips, and forbearably remained silent.

Wuxia paid attention to Zheng Yang's movements, Jin Yan unbuttoned her bottom row of clothes, and suddenly, a scar several centimeters scratched the fundus of her eyes.

Jin Yan bowed, put his hands on the sides of Zheng Yang's body, and in a pious posture, tearfully lowered his lips to kiss and feel the description.

Zheng Yang froze, raised his hand, covered his face with his arm, his jaw trembled, "It's ugly, isn't it?"

Jin Yan glanced at her with red eyes, lowered his head, and shed tears like pearls.

When the light pink new skin was filled with warm light, Jin Yan stood up, gritted his teeth without saying a word, re-buttoned his lover, propped his elbows on the bed, pushed her hand away, and saw her With wet gray eyes, he leaned over her, buried his head on her shoulder, suppressed his crying and whispered softly: "I'm sorry." Tears welled up as soon as he spoke, "I caused you to suffer so much, to make you suffer, Injured you seriously, treated you harshly and wronged you..."

"If you do it all over again, Zheng Yang, I will never provoke you again." Jin Yan raised his head, his eyes were so blurred that he couldn't see the person in front of him clearly.

Zheng Yang raised his hand and wiped tears on his cuffs or wrists indiscriminately, the corners of his trembling mouth curled up, "So you still want to go? I know, I know I'm not good enough for you, so I was, and now it's even more..."

Zheng Yang's voice stopped suddenly, because Jin Yan stretched out his hand to pinch her face.

"If you keep saying such frustrating words and drive me away, if I see you again, I will definitely make you regret it." Zheng Yang's fluttering eyelashes fluttered in panic, Jin Yan bowed his head and touched her lips, speaking softly as if it had nothing to do with him He said cruelly, "What do you think is good about me, and what makes you overwhelmed, I would rather not have it, I would rather have nothing, and I will cling to you."

Zheng Yang was so stunned that he couldn't speak. Hearing the voice cut off, he stretched out his arms to hug her, and scolded her in fear: "Why don't you? Stop talking nonsense!"

Jin Yan regained his smile, pouted and touched her lips, "Then you must not despise my Zheng Yang. She is mine, and she is good wherever she is."

"Okay." Zheng Yang was still panicked, so he could only agree and smile reassuringly.

It was only then that the two of them got up to bed one after another.

Zheng Yang started a dreamlike daily life.

When she went to the ground, Jin Yan led her to protect her; when she washed, Jin Yan squeezed toothpaste and handed her a toothbrush and cup; she wanted to go into the kitchen, but Jin Yan refused.

The breakfast is entirely the result of Jin Yan. Although Miss Jin has a superior family background, she is also a self-reliant person, and a breakfast is not difficult for her.

Very tasty pimple soup with poached eggs.

They ate in silence.

After preparing the meal, Jin Yan asked Zheng Yang what happened before, and ate in silence.

Zheng Yang just praised "It's delicious." He also bowed his head and ate his own.

After the meal, Zheng Yang insisted on taking over the dishwashing job, but Jin Yan was afraid that she would think too much and didn't refuse, so he stood outside the kitchen door and watched closely.

"You don't have to do this." Zheng Yang wiped his hands and turned around, walked to the door with ease, and smiled at her, "I've gotten used to these trivial matters in the past few months."

Jin Yan looked up at her, his eyes flushed, "Are you used to being separated from me?"

Zheng Yang's smile suddenly disappeared, and he stretched out his hands to fumble around.Jin Yan took a step forward to get within her controllable range, and put her hand on his shoulder.

Zheng Yang hurriedly hugged her back.The appearance of worrying about gains and losses is the same as last night.

"I'm not used to death." Zheng Yang said plainly in his ear, which made Jin Yan's skin pimples stand on end.

"Let's not talk about this, okay?" Zheng Yang followed Jin Yan's arm and held her hand, with his fingertips digging into the gap between his fingers, grasping her pulse.

In a daze, Jin Yan returned to the engagement banquet last year, when all eyes were on Zheng Yang, who also clasped his hand and heart tightly; she solemnly said to herself "never leave"; It's full of brilliance...

The half-asleep person couldn't help reaching out to touch her lover.

From the corner of the forehead to the eyebrow, pause to the contour of the eye, slide to the cheek and chin... use the meaning of copying to comfort the lovesickness.

Jin Yan's hand rested on Zheng Yang's lips, helping her smile playfully.

Zheng Yang let her do what she wanted, moreover, he stretched out his hand to keep the warmth on his face, closed his eyes and rubbed affectionately.

At this moment, the little ghost in my heart came out again and lied to Jin Yan. There was no stumbling block between them, they were lovers who had been together for many years.

The frost buried deep in his heart melted away, Jin Yan moved closer, and gently kissed his lover's tender brows and eyes.

Zheng Yang put his arms around his sweetheart and invited her to stay within close proximity.

Urgent lovesickness surged in his heart, waiting to steam out, Jin Yan pushed her lips away to penetrate, Zheng Yang also followed his heart to get close to her...

Suddenly there was the sound of steady footsteps in the corridor.

Zheng Yang was stunned, but Jin Yan ignored her, sucking the tip of her tongue, eager to trace and explore.

The iron door was pushed open...

Zheng Yang wanted to take a step back, but Jin Yan pestered her not to let her go.

The key was inserted into the keyhole, and was used skillfully, so he had no choice but to surrender.

Jin Yan narrowed his eyes, peeked at her like a cat, kept his mouth shut, and continued to attack the city.

The door is pushed open...

Zheng Fan stepped into the door, facing the kitchen, dumbfounded, "Sister?"

Jin Yan let go of the person the moment the door opened, held the hand that he was nostalgic for again, and shook it gently.

Feeling the small pride of the people around him, the shock of his younger brother, plus the numbness of the lips and teeth just now... Zheng Yang felt uncomfortable, squeezed the slender hand wrapped in his palm, stepped out of the kitchen, looked at At the door: "Why are you here at this time? Have you eaten yet?"

Jin Yan was held by the hand, and he was willing to let the person in front of him come and go.

"All," Zheng Fan paused, "I've eaten, sister, shall we go?"

Jin Yan turned his head and glanced at the clock on the wall. After nine o'clock, it was indeed late.Pay attention to what their siblings are saying, you can probably hear Zheng Fan's intentions, presumably he is taking Zheng Yang to see an old Chinese doctor.

"Aren't you going today?"