Self-investment

Luo Yimu looked down at her, did not speak, and carried her out of the hospital.

It's almost two o'clock in the morning, and it's not easy to take a taxi. Luo Yimu waited for a long time at the intersection with Jianling in his arms, and finally stopped a taxi. After getting in the car, he reported the address of Jianling's Internet cafe. No matter what kind of car you take, you don’t even have enough gas money.”

Jian Ling still had nowhere to vent his anger towards Luo Yimu, so he exploded when he heard the driver's words, and opened his mouth like a machine gun, "The lack of gas money is a problem with your company's pricing, you can just complain to the company If it doesn’t work, we can apply for labor arbitration with the Labor Insurance Bureau. What’s the matter with us passengers? I’m not fit to take a taxi because my house is so close. What’s your job number? I’m going to call you now to complain.”

Confused the driver.

Luo Yimu raised his eyelids to glance at her, and said softly, "Shut up." Then he said to the taxi driver, "I'm sorry, her hands and feet were broken today, and she's in a bad mood, please forgive me."

"This lady still listens well." The taxi driver is a straightforward elder brother, he just complained, but he didn't expect to provoke Jian Ling to complain like a cannonball, and said, "I said, why is the little girl so angry? It turned out that I was hurt and in a bad mood, it’s okay, it’s understandable, besides, I was wrong, the little girl was right.”

Jian Ling knew that she had made a slip of the tongue, and her dissatisfaction with Luo Yimu should not be spread on irrelevant people. The driver apologized first, and she showed guilt, stuck out her tongue, and followed suit: "I'm sorry, brother driver, I did not do it on purpose."

The eldest brother of the driver waved his hand to express that he didn't mind, glanced at them in the rearview mirror, and said ambiguously, "Are you a couple?"

Luo Yimu: "!"

Jian Ling: "Cough!"

The two people in the back seat were surprised, they glanced at each other at the same time, and turned their heads quickly.

"Brother driver, what are you talking about!" Jian Ling was afraid that Luo Yimu would lose face, so he pretended to be angry, "We are just friends."

"Hey, what's there to be shy about?" The driver laughed loudly, "I'm also a well-informed person, and you're not the first couple I've ever met. There were two little boys in my car that day. Well, I said we were friends at the beginning, but then we got close and kissed together. You young people are open-minded. .”

Jian Ling was overjoyed when he heard that, the end of his eyes raised, and he looked at Luo Yimu meaningfully, "Brother, I want to be sticky too, but I haven't caught up yet, you're so provocative , what if she gets scared and runs away? Are you going to pay me a daughter-in-law?"

"It turns out that's the case. It's a good thing. I won't talk about it, so as not to end up in a thankless end."

Jian Ling turned her head and looked at Luo Yimu with a smile on her face.

……

The total journey was less than 5 minutes. No wonder the driver complained that he didn't make enough gas money. Luo Yimu settled the bill before getting out of the car, and gave the driver a whole ticket, saying that there was no need to look for it. Then he opened the car door and hugged Jane. After Ling got out of the car, Jian Ling flashed her a flashlight with her left hand.

It's this Internet cafe again.Luo Yimu came here for the first time to arrest students, who would have thought that there would be a series of entanglements with Jian Ling later, this is the second time, not only did he not get rid of her, but the entanglement deepened, and he did not know when he would be able to get rid of her.

Jian Ling's bedroom is upstairs in the Internet cafe, and the stairs are behind the bar counter. You need to enter through the main entrance of the Internet cafe, pass through the bar counter and a part of the machines to go upstairs. I was watching the night at the bar, and yawned, the moment I saw them enter the door, my jaw dropped in fright, I yawned halfway, and didn't close my mouth for a long time, "Ling, Ling, sister Ling... what's wrong with you? "

Is this still his hot and bold sister Ling?When did you see her being hugged?Still being hugged by a woman!what happened?Is the sun coming out from the west?

"I accidentally fell down. It's nothing serious. Fortunately, a friend sent me back." Jian Ling looked at Luo Yimu, who had a calm expression, with a smile on his face, "Otherwise, I don't know what will happen."

"So this is your friend..." Xiao Liu looked a little better, "I thought..."

"Why?" Jian Ling raised her eyebrows and looked at him.

"No, it's nothing! Sister Ling, go upstairs and rest!" Xiao Liu stood upright.

"Okay, keep an eye on it."

"do not worry."

……

Luo Yimu carried Jian Ling upstairs, and when he saw Jian Ling's room, he frowned so much that he could kill a fly.

This room is really messy. In the living room, all kinds of clothes are scattered all over the floor. There are random clothes thrown everywhere on the table and stools.There are a few takeaway boxes on the coffee table. I don’t know how many days ago, they have already started to attract bugs. There are several large-scale magazines on the sofa. The covers are all sexy women with big breasts and thin waists and half-naked bodies. Their eyes are blurred and their movements are seductive. The hint is self-evident.

Luo Yimu stood at the door with Jian Ling in his arms, without moving for a long time.

It's not that she doesn't want to move, it's that there isn't even a place to stand in the whole room.

"Cough, cough..." Jian Ling smiled awkwardly, and said to her, "Just put me on the sofa..."

Luo Yimu looked at the sofa full of naked women's magazines, raised his eyebrows, and then looked down at Jian Ling.

Jian Ling's face was slightly red, and he stuttered and explained: "I am a normal woman, there are always times when I need to DIY..."

Normal women would never spread naked magazines on the sofa casually, nor would they say such embarrassing things so bluntly.Luo Yimu thought silently.

"Or if you don't mind the trouble, you can carry me into the room..." Jian Ling pointed to a closed door and gave Luo Yimu a second choice.

Without hesitation, Luo Yimu chose the latter, and took Jian Ling to the bedroom.

With the strong visual impact of the living room on Luo Yimu, she was fully prepared for the chaos in Jian Ling's room. She guessed in her heart that it was probably the bad scene after the earthquake and tsunami. Unexpectedly, despite the mess in the living room, Jian Ling's bedroom is quite clean. It should be said that there are very few things, a single bed and a wardrobe, all gone.Except that the quilt was not folded, there was nothing else, at least there were no piles of garbage, flying bugs, and dirty clothes all over the floor.

But it's hard to mess up such a simple room.

Luo Yimu put Jian Ling on the bed and wanted to leave, but Jian Ling stopped him.

"Is there anything else?" Luo Yimu frowned and asked.

"I want to take a shower." Jian Ling said.

"The doctor said you can't get water on your wound."

"I know." Jian Ling nodded, "So you wash it for me."

Even if Luo Yimu is as self-cultivated as he is, when he heard this shameless remark, he couldn't help but say a word: "Get lost."

"If you don't help, then don't help. Why are you so fierce?" Jian Ling pouted, "Then I want to brush my teeth and wash my face, and you carry me to the bathroom. Isn't this too much to ask?"

Luo Yimu thought that he probably owed her in his previous life.

……

in the bathroom.

Jian Ling stood in front of the washbasin with one foot, and Luo Yimu leaned against the bathroom door to prevent her from any accidents.

Jian Ling couldn't move her right hand, so it was inconvenient to brush her teeth. She had to take the toothpaste to her mouth with her left hand, bit the cap with her teeth, squeezed the toothpaste with one hand, and moved clumsily. The toothbrush fell to the ground. He bent down to pick it up, his fingers were still a centimeter away from the ground, and he couldn't reach the toothbrush when his face was flushed. Luo Yimu couldn't see it, so he approached and bent over to pick up the toothpaste for Jian Ling, washed it under the tap, and squeezed it for her. Good toothpaste before handing it back to Jian Ling.

Jian Ling took the toothpaste in his left hand, changed his mind, smiled a little where Luo Yimu couldn't see, brushed his teeth clumsily in front of the mirror, his mouth was covered with toothpaste, and he looked extremely embarrassed.

Luo Yimu couldn't stand it anymore, grabbed the toothbrush, squeezed another tube of toothpaste on it, and said to Jian Ling, "Open your mouth."

Jian Ling leaned against the sink and opened her mouth obediently. The upper and lower rows of teeth were very neat and beautiful, as white and smooth as shells. Behind the teeth was a small pink tongue, which was exposed in mid-air at a loss as a result of opening her mouth. , moved dexterously, as if inviting Luo Yimu.

Luo Yimu's eyes dimmed, and he swallowed thirstily.

She blinked, cleared her throat, pinched Jane Ling's jaw with two fingers of her left hand, and made her open mouth face her. She brushes her teeth.

The toothbrush lightly brushed past her white teeth, left and right, up and down for 30 seconds each, the bristles brushed across the gums, the foreign body sensation made Jane flinch unbearably, and the mandible that Luo Yimu pinched also twitched.

"Pain?" Luo Yimu asked.

Jian Ling shook his head, opened his mouth and mumbled, "Itches."

After hearing this sentence, Luo Yimu paused.

Jian Ling opened his mouth and waited for her to move, his cheeks were stiff, and he bit his toothbrush dissatisfied, reminding her not to be distracted.

Only then did Luo Yimu regain his senses, and continued to finish brushing Jian Ling's teeth. Just as she was about to withdraw the toothbrush from her mouth, she bit her and refused to let it go.

"Let go." Luo Yimu said.

Jian Ling tilted her head and smiled, but didn't speak.

"Don't let me go again." Luo Yimu threatened her.

Only then did Jian Ling let go of the toothbrush resentfully, "I don't understand any taste."

Luo Yimu's eyelids twitched, he washed his toothbrush, took a cup of water to rinse her mouth, put down the cup, and took two wet wipes to wipe off the foam from the corners of her mouth.

Jian Ling took the opportunity to put Luo Yimu's index finger in his mouth.

The freshly rinsed mouth was a little cold, but the tongue was soft and hot, sucking on Luo Yimu's fingertips, the moist feeling made a raging fire burn deep in Luo Yimu's dark eyes, let her After holding it for a while, he suddenly bent his index finger, chasing and playing with that naughty little tongue.

His face was still solemn.

The smile in Jian Ling's eyes deepened, she looked straight at Luo Yimu, and twirled her finger bones with the tip of her tongue.

She just likes to see Professor Luo's face so prudish, with a haughty and aloof appearance, but he is doing dirty things with her in collusion with her. It seems that he has pulled her from the heaven of unearthly fireworks to the mundane world, and turned her into a A mortal with seven emotions and six desires.

Luo Yimu took out his finger, the finger was covered with a layer of liquid, and the corner of Jianling's mouth was also stained a little.

Jian Ling was half-sitting on the sink, raised her chin, and actually exuded a bit of queenly aura, looking at Luo Yimu, "Kiss me."

The author has something to say: Physical pain, unable to extricate himself, the update will be suspended for one day tomorrow, and will continue on Thursday, I am really sorry everyone.