After a while, she opened her lips and said, "if you really think that only doing it here can prove how much I love you, then... It can also be."

She is willing to do what she doesn't want to do for him, even if it's really discovered, even if it's really embarrassing, it doesn't matter.

At this moment, she just wants to smooth his frailty and take good care of him.

He looked at the people in front of him, her voice, so familiar, but strange into his ears.

What is she talking about? She said she would.

Even if her body is clearly shaking at the moment, even if she is clearly afraid, but for him... She is willing.

It seems that there is something flowing in his heart, which makes him feel sour and astringent, but... It is smoothing all his uneasiness.

Even the cold body seems to be getting warm gradually...

this is his still, the woman he loves...

after a long time, Yi Jin slowly breathed out a breath, put the suit on Ling's body, covering the skirt that he had torn on her.

"I'm sorry... I was so impulsive." He murmured, stretched out his arm and put her in his arms.

Just now, he almost asked for her in this car!

If it wasn't for her voice to pull back his mind, maybe he would really do something to hurt her. At the thought of it, his hand could not help holding her tighter.

Ling still relies on Yi Jin to leave the bosom, the body's trembling gradually stopped. This is a Jin she is familiar with. Doesn't it matter that he... Already?

"Are you... Because of Gu lichen?" Ling still hesitated for a moment and said, "he's the wrong person. I'm not the one he's looking for. In fact, you don't have to mind. What's more, I also said that even if I was the one he was looking for, I would not have anything with him. The one I love is you. "

"Yes, I am the one you love." Yi Jin left mumbling tunnel, line of sight fell on her hands and wrists still bound by tie.

Slender fingers, gently untied the shackles of her wrists, and saw that there was a clear circle of bruise on her wrists.

"It hurts you." He was low, with a rare sense of guilt in his voice.

"In fact, it's not so painful." Ling still pretends to be relaxed and doesn't want him to be sad about it. "How about you, are you better?"

"I'm much better." He said, let her put on his suit coat, and then help her to button up the buttons one by one, and help her to tidy up her disordered hair, so as to restart the car and drive towards the bottom of the mountain.

When the car arrived at the gate of yizhai, Ling still untied his seat belt. Just about to get off, Yijin left and said, "wait a minute, I'll take you in."

"No, I can walk in myself." Ling still said, after all, she was not hurt except for her red wrist.

"Your skirt is so badly torn. Do you think it really doesn't matter if you walk in like this?" Yi Jin leaves the way.

Ling's face turned red, and then he stopped.

Yi Jin walks to the front door of the front passenger's seat, stoops to carefully hold Ling still and walks towards the house.

The servants along the way looked at them one after another.

Ling is still not only blushing, even his neck is red, and his whole head is almost buried in Yi Jin's arms.

I'm afraid that when others look at her wearing his suit, they will think it's askew! Of course... Er, in fact, it seems to be a little "crooked".

On the second floor, back to the room, Yi Jin left here to put Ling down, and then took out the change of clothes from her wardrobe.