to dig boyfriend's grave

Shen Jiming's heavy breathing made Lin Jia dizzy. He bowed but was quickly suppressed.

"Don't move." Shen Jiming's voice sounded a little hoarse.

"My back is itchy." Panting slightly, Lin Jia tilted her head to look at him, "Also...I don't feel comfortable in this position."

"Shut up." Shen Jiming was rarely tough on him, parted his leg with his hands, put his arms around his waist, pressed down, and licked his back, "Concentrate."

………………

The room was very quiet, only the sound of panting that hadn't subsided. Lin Jia propped herself up, pulled a big pillow into her arms, and buried her face in it.

"Are you okay?" Shen Jiming gently touched his bare back, "Does it hurt?"

"Your uncle." Lin Jia turned her head to look at him, her voice was hoarse, "Would you like to watch a movie? Why did you come on the bed?"

Shen Jiming just smiled and said nothing, turned around and wiped his back with a piece of paper.

"What's wrong, it's my back." Lin Jia propped herself up, picked up the pants next to her and put them on casually, "Don't wipe it, I'm going to take a shower."

The moment his feet touched the ground when he got off the bed, his legs felt a little weak, and he tilted to the side uncontrollably.

Shen Jiming quickly picked him up by the waist, "Be careful, I'll carry you over."

Lin Jia hugged his neck, closed her eyes and obediently leaned her face against his chest, listening to his heartbeat, fell asleep in a few short steps.

"Lin Jia?" Shen Jiming walked to the bathroom, lowered his head and called softly, but the person in his arms only trembled his eyelashes slightly, and was already sound asleep.

Shen Jiming smiled, and slowly put him in the bathtub with warm water, carefully supported his head with one hand, and washed him with the other.

After tidying up the person and putting him on the bed and covering him with the quilt, he went to take a shower.

Going to the bed lightly, stretched out his hand to the side, pulled Lin Jia who was buried under the quilt, hugged her in his arms, and stroked his back repeatedly.

When Lin Jia woke up in the morning, Shen Jiming was no longer on the bed. He lay there in a daze for a while, and then slowly got out of bed.

When he just stood on the ground, he frowned and cursed in a low voice. He felt a little uncomfortable, not because of the pain, but because he couldn't bear it.

It's uncomfortable, his waist and legs are sore, especially his butt... He doesn't know which leg to take first when he walks.

about?

right left?

It's fucking annoying.

"Are you awake?" Shen Jiming was sitting on the sofa reading some book, when he saw him coming, he turned his hand, and the book turned into black smoke and floated in the air. "Breakfast is on the table, freshly prepared."

"What are you looking at?" Lin Jia probed to his left hand, seeing that he couldn't see anything, she wanted to retract her body, but she didn't expect to be hugged by him, "Why?"

"Hug you." Shen Jiming hugged his waist, pulled his hands up, pulled up a small part of his clothes, and then gnawed his teeth up.

"Fuck!" Lin Jia slapped him on the back of the head in shock, "What's wrong with you in the morning?"

"Go and eat." Shen Jiming let go of him, smiled and squeezed his waist.

Lin Jia knocked his hand off, turned around and went to the toilet, after washing up, he walked to the dining table step by step.

"Uncomfortable?" Shen Jiming walked over and touched his face worriedly, "I see..."

"What are you reading?" Lin Jia's ears turned red, "Go and read your book!"

"If you feel uncomfortable, just tell me, don't hold on." Shen Jiming said.

"Understood, I'm not feeling sick." Lin Jia picked up the porridge in the bowl, his voice was a little vague, "It's just a little bit, but it can't be like this all the time, it will be fine in two days."

After dinner, Lin Jia nestled on the sofa and read the scripts, which were the ones that Ye Fan took three for him to choose last time.

He chose the role of one of the male No. 2, an officer, who is a villain.

The role of arresting people is interesting and controversial. Ye Fan also suggested that he choose this drama. Although the director is a newcomer, it has potential.

Lin Jia was reading the script seriously, when she was picked up suddenly, she quickly put her arms around Shen Jiming's neck, a little dazed, "What are you doing?"

"It's uncomfortable to lie here, go to bed." Shen Jiming replied.

Lin Jia leaned against Shen Jiming's arms all day long, and didn't read a few words from the script. She was warmed up and didn't want to move at all. Even the pain in her body was relieved. few.

"Why are you so warm?" Lin Jia rubbed against him with her eyes closed, "It was always cold before."

"I was not a human before, so how could I be hot?" Shen Jiming rested his chin on the top of his head.

"It's very comfortable to hold you in the cold weather, but if it's hot, can you still act like an air conditioner?" Lin Jia asked.

"Yes, as long as you want me to." Shen Jiming smiled.

Lin Jia closed her eyes and didn't answer any more. She felt very comfortable all over, and her hair felt like it was going to float.

The whole heart is like being soaked in warm water, and the heating is overflowing, with a sweet smell and steaming.

He leaned against Shen Jiming's arms vaguely and fell asleep again, only to wake up and it was dark outside.

"Why didn't you call me?" Lin Jia rubbed her eyes and looked at Shen Jiming who was sitting by the bed and reading a book, "I fell asleep all day today."

"See how well you sleep." Shen Jiming said.

"Hungry." Lin Jia rubbed her stomach.

"Then let's go out for something to eat?" Shen Jiming tidied up his sleepy hair.

"Okay." Lin Jia got up from the bed, tidied up briefly, and was about to go out when a phone call came.

It's an unfamiliar phone number.

"Hello?" Lin Jia said.

"Lin Jia... Lin Jia... I was wrong, you let me go... let me go..." The voice on the other end of the phone was exhausted and full of despair.

"Who are you?" Lin Jia glanced at Shen Jiming who was walking towards him, and pointed at him with the other finger at the phone.

"What's wrong?" Shen Jiming asked.

"I don't know." Lin Jia didn't make a sound, but mouthed.

"Let me go...you let me go..." The man's voice over there kept repeating this sentence.

Lin Jia thought the voice sounded familiar, but couldn't remember who it was.

"I was wrong...let me go..."

A figure suddenly flashed in Lin Jia's mind, that dark and thin man, his fucking new love.

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