But for the Qing, never lovesick + extra

"Don't, don't touch those!" Something flashed in his mind, and Zheng Yang tried his best to escape from the shackles, shouting like tearing his throat.

The man sneered impatiently, without turning his head, "Don't worry. Our siblings have no ambitions, and Jin's burden can't be lifted. What we want to do is to seek revenge from the debtors and collect debts."

The glare of light broke the halberd, and the cold scream came.Zheng Yang slumped against the wall, and closed his eyes obediently.

Gather enough energy,

wait for her to come...

Revenge, debt collection...

Chapter 7

Jin Yan hated himself for not being able to live up to expectations. Seeing her lifeless look sitting in the corner, for the first moment, her heart ached if she didn't change.

The corners of the eyes were moist silently, and the trembling hand was stretched out, and it was not the warm face that was caressed.

The screen dutifully reflects her and her scene, but, being in two worlds, one is the profound transcription of infrared, and the other is the unintentional projection of sunlight...

Can not go back.Jin Yan stood up indifferently, unwilling to let go of his eyes.

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The stiletto heels made a "da da" sound, step by step, clasped in the heart.

Zheng Yang raised his head, his eyes drifted in the silence, and he laughed out of his wits.

The quiet fragrance is more than intoxicating... The heart beats wildly, breaking through all the struggles and entanglements of the subconscious, and joyfully welcomes her back.

Put aside the heaviness and smile freely.In front of her, Zheng Yang is not the little boss of the dark forces affiliated to the Jin family, not the successor that Jin Tian values ​​and trusts, not the victim of a family feud, not an undercover policeman with a heart for justice...

There is no obsequiousness, no smiles, no suffering, no suffering...

All the messy entanglements dissipated, only they, only a pair of lovers who fell in love with each other, got together less and parted more.

The clear and pleasant footsteps dissipated silently... the wanton frenzy in my heart hung high.

Youxiang is approaching... The thoughts of being connected are scattered all over the place, and she is willing to devote herself to it.

Jin Yan closed his eyes and raised a smile, familiarly holding up his longing face and copying it carefully.

Zheng Yang's heartbeat collapsed, intense and flustered, she didn't know what kind of dark cave she would step into next, as long as Jin Yan gave her, she would take it, and couldn't help but lean forward, even if it burned her body.

Slightly dazed, hands lingering around her ears, leaned over and knelt down to offer her lips.

Zheng Yang opened his eyes wide, trying his best to recognize her appearance at this time.

Clasp your hands firmly and hold them behind her neck.Qinghan penetrated deep into the crevices of the fingers, unable to bear the throbbing frenzy of instinct, Jin Yan bullied her forward, forcing her to look up, forcing her to obey.The slender tongue penetrates, or oppresses her or plunders her.

Zheng Yang opened his mouth blankly, asking for anything.

That's enough, that's enough... She doesn't expect her to take the initiative, she doesn't expect her to respond, as long as she is here, as long as she is by her side, that's enough.

Jin Yan couldn't bear to push her away, the surrounding was so cold that his heart dared to continue beating only when he was with her for warmth.

Kneeling down and hugging her beloved, devoutly offering her heart and kisses.

She refused to let go, and pushed her knees up step by step, not caring about the pain; she refused to let go, and vowed to embrace her heart and soul, and hug her to the death;

The remaining air is thin, exchanging breaths.Zheng Yang leaned his neck back and avoided it slightly, "Yanyan..." The words came out in a hoarse voice, his throat quivered, and he just kept silent.Jin Yan will not forgive her, she has taken the vengeance of killing her father.She didn't have the face to say anything to beg, let her go.

Jin Yan, as if he had never heard of it, probed his head, pressed his forehead against hers, and rubbed gently.

The recent four eyes met, the nose intertwined, it was their favorite intimacy... There is no passion, nothing to do with desire, the intertwined breathing is warm, and the heartbeat of each other that the sun xué has memorized is clear and clear.

In a trance, he reached out to caress the back of her head, trembling because of the swollen fingertips that touched her.The astringent pain flowed back to the bottom of my heart, blasting out a void.

Zheng Yang's heartbeat stopped, he arched his body and stretched out his idle right leg, bending it in front of him, "Yanyan, sit up...the ground is cold."

As she wished, the woman who returned to her senses smiled slightly, groped her soft calf and thigh, moved two steps forward, took advantage of the momentum to climb up her leg, and maliciously squeezed the muscles and bones at the base of her leg and knee bend, nestled into her warm arms.

Zheng Yang rested his chin on the top of her hair and sighed silently, "I lost weight."

Zheng Yang didn't say this to her, if it wasn't for her clinging to her chest, it would be difficult to feel the authenticity and depth of the bones.

Jin Yan closed his eyes, his smile changed, and the corners of his raised eyes were stained with coquettishness. He felt her trying her best to struggle the chain and embrace her, and felt her silent, forbearance and genuine concern. She nestled in her arms and held her waist tightly. , counting her heartbeat with a smile on the corner of her lips.

Zheng Yang's rebellious thoughts, which had never been touched before, suddenly sprouted at the moment when his lover was in his arms, and they burst out of the ground like bamboo shoots after the rain.She wrapped the iron chain around her backhand, gritted her teeth secretly, and tried her best to break free.

Jin Yan was lazy in her arms obediently, without making a sound, and suddenly reached out to caress her face.

The pounding of the chains against the brick wall ceased.Zheng Yang lowered his eyes, as if he could see her slightly withdrawn upper body, and her loving eyes.

The gentle touch, the loving eyes, the soft voice, nothing has changed, but the past has been overturned.

Jin Yan was still the same as in the past, hugging her and acting like a baby, but this time he was bolder and nestled into her arms, but this time he was ruthless, and he uttered flirty words that aroused daydreams: "Westerners are good everywhere, It's just that the nose is too straight, and it hurts...it's still better for you."

There was a chill in his heart, the blood flowed backwards all over his body, and his sanity was completely impacted. Zheng Yang retreated instinctively, still clinging to the wall without slacking off.

Jin Yan caught up, shaking his head and rubbing her face, acting coquettishly as usual, "However, your kissing skills..." Repeatedly on her forehead, as if an ordinary greeting, with a serious tone, "I didn't find anyone to practice before. ever?"

Zheng Yang has been forced to a dead corner, looking at his untouchable lover with red eyes, he was so suppressed, he pushed forward, and fell back heavily against the wall, the dull pain in the back of his head disrupted all his thoughts, A static person, looking at nothingness from a distance.

Jin Yan was not annoyed at being knocked away, so he stood up casually, deliberately dusted off his clothes, smiled contemptuously, turned and left without hesitation.

Zheng Yang hit the ground hard against the back wall.She didn't dare to think whether Jin Yan's words were true or not, but she knew that Jin Yan had already received the reaction Jin Yan wanted from her...

The author has something to say: the first kiss scene I have ever written in my life... blush and heartbeat

This is also their first kiss... I like Jin Yan's black belly too

It's a pity that Rigeng didn't make it

Chapter 8

The mind is dizzy, and the consciousness falls into sleep.

Bewildered, nothing to see...

Soft whispers and shallow breaths linger around the body...

Her whole heart fluttered with it, wandering in the soft sunlight...

The sky was turned upside down in an instant, the so-called joy, the so-called tranquility, was disturbed by the sudden and angry sky, and the soul disappeared.

Waking up suddenly, the thick brick wall that was whipped by innocent people cried in a low voice in my ears, and the cruel sentence in the dream crushed my heart.

"I hate you!"

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The steady sound of leather shoes knocking was completely contained by the thick carpet.A young man in a black shirt and trousers walked slowly from the study at the end of the corridor on the second floor.

"Master." The maid with the tray retreated to the side of the stairs, lowering her head carefully, making the sound like a mosquito.

Jin Chuan took the tray, turned around and went upstairs, glanced lightly, "Go and do your work."

The third floor is semi-open, except for the warm open-air balcony, a simple living room with warm colors, and a gym separated by frosted glass with soundproofing materials.

There was no one in the bedroom, Jin Chuan held the tray in his hand and pushed open the door of the gym.

Jin Yan was sweating profusely on the treadmill.

He put the tray on the coffee table, turned to her silently, and pressed the deceleration key on the instrument panel at intervals.

Jin Yan was wearing earphones, his eyelids were tightly closed on his flushed pretty face, his legs adapted to the slowing rhythm, and then he opened his eyes, his eyes were filled with coldness, and he met a similar face, interspersed with a smile.

Slowly decelerating from the high-speed 8th gear to the lowest speed, while Jin Chuan pressed the edge stop button, he pulled out the headphone cable with a slender hand.

Pausing heavy steps, sweat dripped across his cheeks, fell along his neck, and flowed down his chain bones. Jin Yan rested his hands on the armrests on both sides to calm his breath.Jin Chuan took off the sweat-absorbing towel on the clothes hanger, put it on her shoulders, then embraced her and walked towards the sofa.

Pushing the person on the sofa and pushing the tray over, Jin Chuan spread out the bench, stared at her with deep eyebrows across the coffee table, "Why are you here so crazy without eating early in the morning?"

But without a word, Jin Yan grabbed the glass, took a sip of the warm milk, folded his arms and retracted into the sofa, his mind fluttering in the soft music.

"Sister." Jin Chuan walked around the coffee table, sat on the armrest beside her, and stretched out his hand to embrace her in his arms, "Don't do this."

Jin Yan tilted his head, and smiled soothingly at him, "Little fool, why are you crying?" Jin Chuan's low voice trembled with unknown names, and she couldn't help but feel moved.

The each other in front of them is the blood relatives of siblings of the same mother, the closest people in this deep house who have gone hand in hand for more than [-] years, and they are the soft and deep ties in the heart.