Salted fish A and the actress got their licenses

Once a gentleman becomes a hooligan, there will be no more embarrassing thing than this!

Just as she was about to change the subject, Xi Ling picked up a holy maiden fruit and continued, "You also said that there are too many people coveting me outside, so make a mark."

"Then you left a tooth mark on my shoulder." Xi Ling ate the fruit, and the sweet juice accidentally got to the corner of her mouth, and she licked it away again: "You said you would bite me every day from now on."

Ye Cike suddenly felt something was wrong and broke out in a cold sweat.

Xi Ling stared at her with Lingling's eyes, and suddenly raised her hand and pulled down her collar, revealing half of her shoulder.On the snow-white and delicate skin, there is an obvious tooth mark, and there are also hickey marks around it.

The pure white snow was stained with lust, and it was dazzlingly red.

However, Xi Ling asked seriously, "Are you going to bite today?"

Ye Cike:!

"Put your clothes on!"

The body reacted faster than the brain that was down, Ye Cike quickly pulled back Xi Ling's collar, and pushed her upstairs again.

"The clothes inside must be worn!"

The bedroom door separated the two of them, and Ye Cike hadn't breathed his last breath when the wooden door was scratched by the cat's paw.

Xi Ling's soft voice came from behind: "Ye Cike, my underwear is in the box downstairs."

Then he added in a low voice: "If you don't want to go, I can take it myself."

The attitude was very restrained, as if walking on thin ice, Ye Cike felt a little uncomfortable when he heard it.

Without thinking, she said directly, "I'll get it for you."

Besides, wouldn't it make you look stupid to lock people in and then release them?Isn't it just a piece of underwear, everyone has kissed, what else can't be done?

Xu Shi bottomed out, and she suddenly felt much better.

Then calmly went downstairs, rummaged through Xi Ling's box of various clothes for a few minutes, and found some underwear.

and a white silk scarf.

Other accessories were mixed together, but it was taken out by the owner alone, and put in the box as a treasure.

The past was so vivid that Ye Cike couldn't help but raise the corners of his mouth, but after savoring it carefully, the sour feeling was greater than the sweetness.

Sha Mao, who dared to use his paws to pull himself back then, why has he become timid now?

She had to talk to Xi Ling, blindly flattering and relying on her would only make Xi Ling feel anxious all the time.

And what she wants is not this exquisite doll, but the little princess who was shining on the stage back then.

Ye Cike picked a set that he thought looked good, and went upstairs calmly, thinking that he had made great progress in the aspect of face.

She can.

Thinking about something in his mind, Ye Cike pushed open the door without saying hello.

Just when Xi Ling was tying her hair, she was probably about to change her clothes, but her skirts were half open, her skin was as white as fat and jade, and she could be called a spring beauty.

She glanced casually, and Ye Cike froze on the spot.

The psychological construction that was finally built was vulnerable in front of this scenery, and even the soft cloth in his hands began to feel hot.

She can't!

Xi Ling was very calm, as soon as she stretched out her hand, she was about to take it.

"Thank you."

"No, don't tell me thank you."

Ye Cike pressed his fist to his lips, and lowered his eyes to hide the panic in his eyes.It's a pity that she stumbled a word and successfully exposed her heart.

Not thinking about serious business.

His mind was full of the scene just now, and his soul would become dirty if he stayed any longer, Ye Cike turned around hastily.

There was only time to drop a sentence: "Go downstairs later, and I will change your medicine."

As soon as the door was closed, Xi Ling changed her calmness just now, frowned and complained aggrievedly: "When will she mark me?"

She walked around the room anxiously.

"Got to figure out a way to get her to mark me."

According to my current opinion, there is no more stable relationship than Mark.

Ye Cike just didn't hear Xi Ling's broken thoughts, otherwise he would have to make a long speech to teach this cat who tried to go astray.

She asked Qin Cunxue to confirm the process of changing the dressing, and when Xi Ling changed her skirt, she went downstairs and patted the place next to her.

"Come and sit here."

Xi Ling sat down obediently and let Ye Cike remove the bandage on her elbow.

The wound was not deep, but it was too large, and alcohol had to be used to disinfect it before changing the dressing. Ye Cike felt painful even thinking about it.

Holding a sterile cotton swab, she gestured several times before she dared to do it.

Alcohol will inevitably stain unhealed wounds. Ye Cike himself has been injured, so of course he knows what it feels like.

But the person who once twisted his foot and was about to cry for a long time is silent now, watching Ye Cike change his dressing indifferently, as if he was not the one who was injured.

Ye Cike frowned and reminded: "Just tell me if it hurts."

"Crying out that it hurts won't solve the problem."

Xi Ling was indifferent, but Ye Cike was not: "Yes, if you don't believe me, try it?"

As if she couldn't hold her back, Xi Ling finally let go and shouted in a mosquito-like voice, "It hurts a bit."

Ye Cike leaned over and blew lightly on the wound, the cold wind took away the burning pain.After she finished blowing, she went all the way down, and finally planted a kiss on the back of Xi Ling's hand.

"Good, it doesn't hurt anymore."

Extremely gentle.

I don't know if it's due to psychological reasons, but Xi Ling really felt much better.

Seeing Ye Cike lowering his eyebrows and wrapping up the wound neatly, she couldn't hold back any other thoughts.

Tears accumulated in the eyes, and he softened his voice a little: "It still hurts, can you kiss for a while?"

The sweetheart is crying for a kiss, how can Ye Cike say "no"?

She pinched Xi Ling's thin hand and pecked and kissed her fingertips several times.The last kiss landed on the side of the cheek, kissing away the tears on Xi Ling's cheek.

As pious as a knight guarding a princess, Xi Ling's high-hanging heart briefly fell to the ground.

Ye Cike raised his eyes: "Does it still hurt?"

"It doesn't hurt anymore, but" Xi Ling buttoned the sofa unconsciously, and asked awkwardly, "Ye Cike, can I touch your hair?"

Ye Cike couldn't laugh or cry, why did he still want to touch his hair?

"If you want to touch it, you don't need to ask me."

After she finished speaking, she bowed her head and took the initiative to send her white hair to Xi Ling so that Xi Ling could touch her.

After getting permission, Xi Ling raised her hand to stroke the white hair lightly, and stopped when she thought about squeezing it.But the touch under his hand was as smooth as satin, and he couldn't help but squeeze it a few more times.

Her slender fingers ran through her hair like a small comb, making Ye Cike squint his eyes in comfort.

Ning Lan's method is to tease the dog, while Xi Ling's method is the real groping.

It's a pity that Xi Ling was very cautious, she took her hand away after touching it for a long time, and sat down obediently.On the contrary, Ye Cike felt a little lost.

Xi Ling asked casually, "Why did you dye it white in the first place?"

It was the original question, but this time Ye Cike was not joking, and casually twirled a strand of white hair around his finger.

Her tone was nonchalant: "False. I have grown a few strands of white hair, thinking that maybe more will grow, so I simply dyed it all silvery white, so I can't see it."

Xi Ling visibly tensed up: "The bandage on that hand"

In fact, there is no need for Ye Cike to continue, she already knows.

It's hard to imagine what kind of mood Ye Cike was in, coming to his side with his rapidly deteriorating condition.

Xi Ling's tears fell like broken beads, and she cried even harder than before.

She grabbed Ye Cike's clothes and said in a trembling voice: "I want to help you with something, anything is fine. I can cook and clean, and I can also mow the lawn and flowers."

Trying really hard to prove yourself useful.

Ye Cike took out a tissue, wiped the tears on Xi Ling's face carefully, and comforted softly: "Okay, you cook tonight's dinner."

In fact, Ye Cike was thinking, there is no need, she is willing, and this disease cannot be cured in a short while.But if she doesn't give her a chance to make up, Xi Ling will continue to feel guilty.

It was obvious that he had made the right decision. The kitten's drooping ears were pricked up again. It tidied up its dress in twos and twos, and went to pick out ingredients with great interest.

While Xi Ling was busy in the kitchen, Ye Cike took out his mobile phone to send a message to Ning Lan.

[Xi Ling's information? ]

Not long after, a file transfer icon appeared on the phone screen.

Ning Lan was as practical as ever, without saying a word of nonsense, she directly threw a document to her, remarking [Auntie Ye sorted it out].

The document is more than a dozen pages long, and most of it is Xi Ling's excellent resume. From her signing to debut to becoming a much-anticipated actress, she is listed in detail.

Even some gossips are clearly listed, even the ancient female n characters have been pulled out.

But before entering the entertainment circle, there are only a few short words, family situation, graduate school.

It is said that Xi Ling has a good family environment, and now it seems that it is not bad. She has been studying in the best schools since she was a child.

Her mother raised Xi Ling alone and supported the whole family by herself, which should be considered as hard work according to common sense.

But Ye Cike never heard Xi Ling mention her family.

I really don't see anything special about it, so I can only ask Xi Ling herself.

But how to ask is another difficulty.

When Xi Ling is sober, she is always stubborn and refuses to tell the truth, but when she is drunk, she is more frank.If you can't ask, try to get her drunk and ask again.

Well, I am really a planner.

On the other side of the kitchen, Xi Ling opened Ye Cike's wine cabinet, found the bottle with the highest alcohol content, and made some small calculations.

Ye Cike is too serious when he is sober, only when he is susceptible and when he loses his temper will he touch himself, so he has to find an opportunity to let Ye Cike drink more, maybe it will have a miraculous effect.

Yes, it is a very good plan.

So after Ye Cike finished cleaning, Xi Ling cooked the meal, put a bottle of high-quality wine on the table, and used the largest cup for drinking.

Both of them had ghosts in their hearts, and for a while, neither of them noticed that something was wrong.

Xi Ling took a cup of soup, lifted the lid and pushed it in front of Ye Cike, staring at her eagerly.

"Chicken soup, would you like to try it?"

It looked like it was loaded with strong ingredients. There were more medicinal materials than chicken, and the bitter taste overwhelmed the aroma of the meat. And I don't know how Xi Ling boiled it.

Ye Cike was once again shocked by Xi Ling's cooking skills, and blurted out: "This thing can—"

As soon as the words came to her lips, she remembered Xi Ling's expectant expression, and she changed her words abruptly.

"Whoever eats it will be very happy."

In order to prove the authenticity of his words with actions, Ye Cike picked up a spoon to scoop up a spoonful, and took a sip while Xi Ling watched intently.

Bitter, the bitter taste destroyed her sense of taste.

This is not herbal chicken soup, this is herbal soup with chicken.It made people wonder if Xi Ling wanted to make up for her with medicinal herbs.

But Xi Ling looked at herself with those moist and round eyes, and she couldn't say anything to blame.

Ye Cike used all his acting skills in his life on this, trying to show a smile of approval.

"not bad."

"Really." Xi Ling smiled, with a very heroic gesture, and put the large wine glass in front of Ye Cike: "Shall we have a drink to celebrate?"

Ye Cike:?

There seems to be something wrong, shouldn't I say this sentence first?

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