Chapter 131

Anger is rampant. Yi spreads. Ye Jincheng never thought of it. Last night, she nodded and agreed that she would not meet Lu Fengnian again. She turned around and forgot her promise. The next day, she came to see him as usual.

Zheng Junan deliberately joked, "I, lean, Jincheng, how do I feel your head is green."

Ye Jincheng glances at her coldly, and Zheng Junan is not afraid of the deliberate provocation of death. "It's a tragedy. We Jincheng's position in Jane Xiaolu's mind may not be guaranteed."

Cheng Yufan sat in the corridor of the hospital, shaking his head and looking at the two people.

I felt that there were two eyes staring at me at the door. Lu Fengnian raised his eyes. With only one eye, I saw Ye Jincheng's frozen face at the door of the ward.

Smile on his face, Lu Fengnian quickly opened his eyes, lazily raised his hand to the fruit basket of the locker.

Jane Xiaolu was shocked. She thought he would move again and put his hand in the quilt.

"Why do you move around again? I don't know if it's bad for wound recovery?"

Lu Fengnian pointed out, "I just want to eat apples."

Along the direction of her fingers, Jane saw the fruit basket on the locker and nodded, "OK, wait a moment, I'll wash it."

When Jane Xiaolu got up to wash the apple, a fire broke out at the bottom of Ye Jincheng's eyes at the door, and there was a tendency to start a prairie fire.

Crackling, sparks splashing, Zheng Junan felt that the top of Ye Jincheng was emitting a plume of blue smoke.

Jane turned into the separate bathroom of the ward, and after a while, she came out with the cleaned apple. Obviously, she didn't notice the subtle changes of Lu Fengnian's expression on the bed.

Lu Fengnian hooks his lips and says to Jane Xiaolu, looking out of the ward, "I like to peel apples."

"Well, then I'll peel." Jane rose to look for the fruit knife.

Zheng Junan saw with his own eyes that ye Jincheng's face changed from green to black, and then from black to normal...

as expected, the next second, ye Jincheng directly pushed the door and entered.

I don't know why, as an iron friend, I should feel angry for ye Jincheng, but Zheng Junan somehow wants to see ye Jincheng eat fast.

"If you don't go to persuade, Jincheng will start a fire, but you will die." How could Cheng Yufan not know Zheng Junan's careful thought, and he got up and went in with him.

"Do you like to cut it into small pieces or peel it all?"

In the ward, Jane has found the fruit knife.

Lu Fengnian is in a good mood. "Peel and eat the whole thing."

"Good."

Jian Xiaolu, who is focusing on fruit cutting, apparently doesn't realize that there are three more people in the room.

At a glance, I saw the familiar figure on the chair beside the hospital bed. At this time, ye Jincheng confirmed Zheng Junan's words.

It's green.

It's not just the green face.

The top of the head is even greener.

And his expression is very suitable now, like the husband who is wearing a big green hat, grabbing and wrapping his wife.

Zheng Junan is not in love with Ye Jincheng, on the contrary, he has a kind of mood of wanting to laugh. He can see ye Jincheng's jealousy and rage, which is not too cool.

Jane Xiaolu, who focuses on Apple cutting, didn't notice that there was a big iceberg standing behind her.

A light body, Jane Xiaolu surprised a big jump, ye Jincheng lifted her from the position, feet fluttering, the fruit knife in hand fell to the ground.

After seeing ye Jincheng clearly, Jane Xiaolu is stunned when he bumps into his cold face in the sight.

Tongue unconsciously fight, "you... You, how do you come?"

Ye Jincheng's skin laughs, but the flesh doesn't laugh. He reaches out and grabs half of her skin and dew. He throws the apple with white flesh on the sickbed and ignores her words automatically. He says to Lu Fengnian, "escort, Lu Dao wants to eat fruit. If one is not enough, take more."

The sound of the support workers simply responded to the sound and took the fruit for cleaning.

With a snort, Zheng Junan could not help but smile.

Said, strong action. Hard can not refuse to hold Jane Xiaolu's shoulder to go out.

At this time, Lu Fengnian in the ward made a hissing sound of gasping.

Jane turned her head and saw him with his head down, covering her stomach in pain.

"Lu......

to check Lu Fengnian's injury, ye Jincheng turns her head and makes her have to look at him.

"Don't look, I'm your man."

Announcing the sovereign embrace, holding her and going out...

Jane Xiaolu is pushed into the car by Ye Jincheng. Lu rubs his aching shoulder and frowns. What kind of temper does this guy have.

"You forgot what I said last night?"

"What's the point?"

The only patience ran out at this moment. Ye Jincheng raised a sneer and looked at her coldly with no emotion in his eyes. "It seems that I really forgot. I don't mind remembering for you what you promised me last night."As soon as the voice dropped, the seat was flat, and Jane Xiaolu was struggling to get up, she was pressed back.

"Ye Jincheng, are you sick! What kind of emotions do you have for no reason? "

"I'm in a mood?" Eyes with a little scarlet. Red, ye Jincheng almost gas of reason, a hand no gentle to pinch. Hold her chin, "who is Lu Fengnian, who is worth you to run to see him so many times?"

The pain in her jaw was obvious, so she had to look at him. "He... He saved me, so I..."

Ye Jincheng smashed her head on the seat behind her, and the dull thumping sound was like hammering in her heart.

He didn't want to hear her spit any more. He lowered his head and covered her lips heavily.

Different from the past, this kiss is no skill. It's a kind of ignorant hair. Abreaction...

I don't know how long it's been. The tongue and tip come out of her wet, slippery and sweet little mouth. He holds her waist and side, and the voice takes an irresistible domineering way. "I won't go to see him again. Do you hear me?"

Breathing disorder pushed his chest. A mouth, ye Jincheng is still motionless. Above her.

Jane Xiaolu choked, "Ye, I want to see who is my right to freedom, you can't care!"

This is so indiscriminate. Lu treats everyone with a temper, let alone Jane Xiaolu.

Wen Yan, ye Jincheng's eyes narrowed, with a little danger, "I can't control it, who can? Well? "

Don't open your face, Jane Xiaolu avoids the vision that he seems to want to see through, "anyone can manage it."

"Whoever cares?" Ye Jincheng repeated what she said.

Well, she's really not afraid of death. She challenges him again and again. She doesn't have much patience.

"Yes!" Jian Xiaolu has no fear.

Listen to her reply so crisp, ye Jincheng wants to strangle her heart.