Ye Jinxin didn't speak and stretched his face for him to hold.

Huo Tingdong seemed to confirm her existence. His palm moved from her waist to her back and rubbed it slowly.

Finally, his hand slipped onto the scarred palm of Ye Jinxin.

In fact, from the beginning to now, he was very afraid to see this hand, because when he saw it, he would think of the look ye Jinxin looked at himself when he fell into the sea. The despair in her eyes was like a soldering iron, which branded a burning mark on his heart.

When I think of it, it will hurt my heart and shrink.

Huo Tingdong held her injured hand in the palm, stroked the thick scab in the palm, and said in a deep voice, "why... Why don't you have an operation to remove the scar."

Ye Jinxin's body was stiff, but he soon recovered as usual.

He was silent.

Huo Tingdong kissed her side face, like a massage, and constantly stroked the scar on her palm.

Maybe he felt a little itchy. Ye Jinxin shrank down and wanted to earn his hand from his palm.

Huo Tingdong gently held her back, bit the tip of her white tender ear and said, "wait a few days, I'll accompany you. Shall we get rid of this scar?"

"Don't!" Ye Jinxin refused in a dull voice.

"Why?"

"I don't want to get rid of it."

"But it doesn't look good."

Ye Jinxin was stunned, and his eyes soon turned red. He said angrily

"I know it's ugly, so please don't look at it again to avoid making you sick."

As he spoke, ye Jinxin struggled hard to get her hand out of his palm. The grievances and bitterness in her heart were about to drown her.

"I won't feel ugly." Huo Tingdong held her firmly, put his hand on his mouth and kissed the terrible scar on the back of her hand.

"Girl, I'm just afraid you'll feel uncomfortable."

"You let go of me. I don't need you to coax me here."

"I didn't coax you."

Huo Tingdong hugged her tightly, stared into her eyes and said, "I love you."

Ye Jinxin felt his heart suddenly hit and trembled with no promise.

"Girl, I love you." Huo Tingdong repeated again against her forehead.

Ye Jinxin looked at him with flashing eyes. After a long silence, he suddenly raised his hand and said word by word, "you love me, but you hurt me."

"Girl, I don't want to explain this more."

It has happened. Whatever the reason, he shot her.

Another explanation is also an excuse.

Ye Jinxin's face was pale and his voice trembled. "That's just right. You don't want to explain. I don't want to hear it yet."

Huo Tingdong kissed her forehead and said, "will you forget it? I'll help you. We'll forget that memory."

Ye Jinxin clenched his teeth. "Why did you forget? You owe me so much. If you say let me forget, let me forget?"

Huo Tingdong smiled helplessly. "Then you say, what do you want to do?"

As soon as ye Jinxin heard this, he didn't know what was going on. The unknown fire came up, and his angry shoulders trembled slightly.

The girl suddenly turned her back to him and said coldly and stubbornly, "you don't know what to do? How can I know."

Huo Tingdong did not speak. He pinched her waist and groped slowly. His flexible fingers touched her sensitive points with unusual skill.

After a while, ye Jinxin couldn't stand it. His face flushed and his body was as soft as dough.

Huo Tingdong was so familiar with her body that even if he just touched her waist, she would be in a panic.

"Oh!" Ye Jinxin grabbed his hand and pretended to be impatient. "It's itching! Can you stop touching it!"

Huo Tingdong smiled in her ear with a deep voice. "Where's the itch? Tell me, shall I help you catch it?"

"Are you finished?" Ye Jinxin suddenly turned to look at him, his eyes staring like a small copper bell. "If you really have a little conscience and a little guilt for me, you should let me go now."

"Impossible!" Huo Tingdong said coldly, his eyes suddenly cold and firm, holding her waist hand and tightening his strength.

Ye Jinxin frowned and couldn't help complaining, "loosen it a little, it hurts."

In this sentence, there was a charming anger that she didn't notice.

The girl immediately realized that she had said the wrong thing.

At this time, how could she show weakness in front of Huo Tingdong.

After hurting her, I didn't explain a word. I still held her in my arms and said I liked her?

She won't forgive him again!

In fact, even she couldn't figure out why she was like this.

If she was strong like a stone in front of outsiders, let alone this pain, even in the United States, when she was treated by herself and the doctor changed the medicine on her hand, she could resist the burning pain, but when he shook her again in front of him, she felt the pain and wanted to cry.

Alas! Why is it so unpromising?!

Seeing her pitifully frowning, Huo Tingdong hurriedly loosened his hand and took her shoulder lightly.

Ye Jinxin lay quietly in his arms for a while, looked up at the stubble on his chin and said angrily, "did you make up before you came? You look so embarrassed."

Huo Tingdong didn't hide, and gave a very frank, um.

Ye Jinxin grabbed the patient's clothes on him. "Is this also rented?"

"Yes."

Ye Jinxin tore open the collar of his sick man's clothes and pointed to the blue and purple marks on it. "Is this also the makeup?"

Huo Tingdong nodded. Of course, these scars were not pretended. He scratched himself every time he couldn't stand it after she left.

Pain points on the body, as if the heart will be more comfortable.

Ye Jinxin glanced at the scar on his clavicle again. With a flash of his eyes, he quickly untied his top buttons and wanted to see it clearly.

Huo Tingdong held her hand and his voice was hoarse. "Girl, I'm in the hospital now."

#####It's only four o'clock today. Please don't wait.

Because the author Jun started school..

There's a lot of homework waiting...

Alas... Life is really hard..