Chapter 259

Without hesitation, Lin an puts Qiao Mingyu's head on the edge of the sofa and cleans his hair carefully.

Fortunately, Qiao Mingyu's hair is short and easy to clean. Otherwise, Lin An'an, who washed other people's hair for the first time, would have to die in a hurry.

She is now trying to endure all her emotions, hiding them, and then waiting for the passage of time.

"An an I... "

Just when Lin an put the towel on his head or wiped it carefully, Qiao Mingyu wanted to say something, but there was a knock at the door.

"I'll open the door first." Lin an put the towel aside and went to open the door.

Standing at the door is the person she is waiting for - Zhao Yang.

"Here you are." Lin an slightly side, let Zhao Yang come in.

But what she didn't expect was that Jiang muxiao came in behind him.

Jiang muxiao has a cold face, and her eyes are staring at Lin An'an for a moment. However, at the moment when she sees him, she turns around and enters the living room, leaving only a figure behind him.

"Keke, Jiang muxiao wants to send me here." Zhao Yang scratched his head awkwardly when he saw this scene, but what he said was really the truth.

Just when he arrived downstairs, he saw Jiang muxiao standing alone at the door of the unit like a wire pole, smoking lonely cigarettes. He looked like a resentful wife. Zhao Yang covered his mouth and laughed when he saw him.

Then Jiang muxiao has to pester Zhao Yang to keep up with him. After he comes up, he has to pretend to be cool

"Zhao Yang, please come and treat the wound for him." Before Lin An said this sentence, he glared at Jiang muxiao. It was all his evil.

"All right, all right, right away." Zhao Yang gives Jiang muxiao a wink, and then walks over with his medicine box in his arms. He blocks Lin An'an in front of him like a short guard and bumps her into Jiang muxiao.

Qiao Mingyu, who hasn't spoken for a long time, shivers at the moment when he sees Jiang muxiao. As if all the pores of his body are smelling danger, his hair is standing upright.

It was not until Lin An's gentle voice came that his inner fear could be calmed.

"Qiao Mingyu, don't be afraid. Zhao Yang is a great doctor. He will take good care of your wound."

Lin an feels Qiao Mingyu's mood is not right. He puts his hand on his shoulder and soothes him softly.

But her appeasement to Qiao Mingyu made Jiang muxiao explode. He looked at Lin An'an's hands, the water basin she put on the tea table and a series of hair washing products, and his jealousy was greatly aroused.

"Well, I..."

"Lin, come with me."

Qiao Mingyu just nodded to say something, but Jiang muxiao suddenly interrupted. He looked at Lin An'an coldly, and then took Lin An'an's wrist to take her to the door.

Lin an struggled silently for a few times. Jiang muxiao didn't let go at all. She didn't want to conflict with him in front of others, so she was led out by him.

Jiang muxiao has been pulling Lin an downstairs. When Lin an feels the sunshine on her face again, she has a kind of trance feeling.

It's like time has passed for a long time, but it's clear that she and Jiang muxiao haven't seen each other for only a few hours. Why do they have an indescribable bitter feeling when they stand together again?

After bringing Lin An'an downstairs, Jiang muxiao directly reaches out his hand and opens Lin An'an's hair in front of his chest. A scab has formed and the scar is exposed to the sun.

"Hiss..." When Jiang muxiao's fingertip fell on her wound, Lin An'an stepped back with a shiver, feeling sad in her heart.

She has forgotten the wound on her neck, and no one else has found it since last night, but Jiang muxiao remembers it so clearly.

She thought that the first sentence Jiang muxiao said to her would be to scold her for taking Qiao Mingyu out, but the first sentence he said to her was: "does it hurt?"

Just three words made Lin An's psychological defense line collapse. She had tears falling uncontrollably from the corner of her eyes. Then she rushed to Jiang muxiao's arms like crazy. She clenched her hands into fists and hit Jiang muxiao's chest hard. She choked and said: "asshole!"

"All right, all right, don't cry."

Jiang muxiao sighed helplessly, stretched out his arm and held Lin An'an in his arms, quietly comforting him.

This scene happened to be seen by Zheng Xiurong and Lin Jianye who went out to buy breakfast. They looked at each other and saw the joy in each other's eyes.

"Don't you want to explain it to me?"

After the mood calms down, Lin an breaks free from Jiang muxiao's arms, looks at him with red eyes, pouts, and looks very cute.

"Wait until Zhao Yang treats your wound." Jiang muxiao stubbornly takes Lin An'an's hand tightly and drags her upstairs, but Lin An'an's stubborn temper also comes up and refuses to go."Explain to me why you want to lock Qiao Mingyu up. It's nearly a month since last time. Are you not afraid to kill him after you've locked him up for such a long time?"

Lin an asked with a cold face. It's the same thing to be moved in her heart, but the previous resentment also exists in her heart. It's like a thorn. It's stuck in her heart all the time and can't be pulled out.

"Do you love Qiao Mingyu or are you afraid that something will happen to me?"

Jiang muxiao's eyes also become cold because of Lin'an's stubbornness. He seems to have exhausted his patience. Lin'an doesn't know that Jiang muxiao himself smoked in his study until dawn after she left last night.

His brain was in a mess. He thought about the countermeasures all night to defend himself, but when he faced Lin An's questions, he didn't want to say anything.

"This What's the difference? Qiao Mingyu is a living person. He is not only locked up by you, but also injured so much. Jiang muxiao, what is your heart made of? Why are you so cruel? "

Lin An's eyes are full of tears again. She really doubts what kind of man she likes. He thinks that his appearance is cold, but when she comes into contact with his dark side, she is really afraid and suspicious.

"Why didn't he think he was wrong when he was dealing with you? If he dares to do that to you, I don't have to have any pity for him! "