Sick and beautiful people are not allowed to be white moonlight

Chapter 126
"Shangdu."

He was standing at the end of the street.

The sunset in October is very beautiful, like the colorful oil paint barrels being overturned, the colors blurred on the white paper, spreading a layer of warm light in the world.

After going to Shangdu for four days, he has lost a lot of weight, his clear eyes are full of bloodshot eyes, and his eyes are black and blue.

"Are you injured?" Ling Yan looked him over from head to toe, and found that besides losing weight, he was also darkened a lot.

The pair of eyes that grew stronger were sharp and bright, like the cold light on a dagger.

Shang Du took out a small black box from his pocket and handed it to Ling Yan: "I'm not injured, this is for you."

Jinyuan is a tourist city, and there are a lot of gadgets sold in it, all of which are very local.

After putting out the fire, Shangdu took advantage of the rest time to go to the night market to choose carefully.

Ling Yan opened the box, and there lay a blue and white hosta inside. The head of the hairpin was carved with a peony flower. The carving was exquisite and the jade color was extremely beautiful.

"Shangdu, I like it very much."

"As long as you like it." Shangdu grabbed her wrist: "Yayan, I'm sorry for not taking care of your feelings a few days ago because of work."

Ayano hummed in a low voice.

"I said, come back and give you an explanation, I bullied you that day..."

He didn't care about the occasion when he spoke, and Ling Yan flinched and quickly covered his mouth, for fear that he would say something obscene.

Now that the sky is bright and the sun is bright, passers-by who see them standing here will give them a lively look.

Lingyan was not interested in being seen by others, so she glared at him, and dragged Shangdu back to the clinic.

Poured him a glass of water: "What nonsense did you just say outside?"

Shang Du stretched his long legs, leaned lazily on the back of the stool, took the water she poured and drank it down in one gulp.

"I'm not talking nonsense." With a straight face, his bushy brows furrowed, and the vicious energy came up again.

Lingyan bent down and poked him in the face: "Some things, if you tell me it's flirting, but if you say it in front of outsiders, it's flirting."

Shang Du looks good-looking, tough and good-looking, with three-dimensional features, and is extremely aggressive.

When they met for the first time in the sea of ​​flames, Lingyan couldn't see anything, but he could vaguely see his dark and fierce eyes, and the wanton fire was burning behind him.

When we met for the second time, he was sick, and his dark eyes were filled with impatience, but they were very dazzling.

Ling Yan pursed her lips and said with a smile: "Shangdu, you are so pretty."

Shangdu looked at her: "Lingyan, I won't be flirting anymore, don't be angry."

"I am not angry."

"Then can I go to bed? I'm so tired." Shangdu's eyes were black and blue, and his eyelids seemed to be fighting.

Lingyan hummed lightly: "Then give me the key to your house."

Shangdu hugged her: "Yayan, I only have one key, you go up with me first, and I'll give you the key, okay?"

"it is good."

The two went up to the second floor, Shang Du took out the key from his pocket unhurriedly, opened the door, turned his head to look at Ling Yan, and pursed his lips.

The house was pitch black, and the curtains he bought were light-proof, and he closed all the curtains in the house when he was on a mission.

Shang Du grabbed Ling Yan's wrist, dragged her into the room, closed the door with a bang, pinched her waist, and pressed her against the door.

With her head buried in her neck, the warm breath stimulated her nerve endings.

He couldn't help pinching his fingers: "Shangdu."

"Let me kiss you."

Shang Du took a deep breath, held her face, bowed his head and began to kiss her.

Lingyan didn't refuse, she raised her chin slightly to agree with him, her hands nervously pinched his waist on both sides.

For a long time, he was short of breath.

But not enough.

Shangdu's body slid down, and Lingyan lowered her hands, pinching his shoulders.

His strong and strong arms were wrapped around the bend of her legs, and he directly picked her up and pressed against the door. With the other hand, he pressed the back of her head and kissed her heavily.

…………

after.

Lingyan's cheeks were hot and abnormally red, and she remembered that dream again.

In fact, the first half of the dream was quite normal, that is, Shang Du kept pulling at her clothes and asked, "You really don't want to kiss me?"

Oh, forgot to mention, the location is on the bed.

Shangdu was quite coquettish, only wearing a white bathrobe, the bathrobe belt was untied, revealing a large area of ​​skin and sexy chest muscles.

Ling Yan didn't react at all, she just looked at them with the same eyes that you continued to talk about.

But in the second half.

She actually held Shang Du down and kissed him on the bed, and even took off his bathrobe.

……

"Why is your face so red?" Shang Du reached out and snapped on the light, seeing that her cheeks were flushed and tears were dripping from the corners of her eyes. He wiped the corners of her eyes with his rough fingers, making her redder.

Ling Yan blinked her eyes: "It's so hot."

Shang Du pulled his lips and chuckled, picked her up and put her on the sofa, and poured her a glass of water.

"Cool down, Yanbao."

With this sentence, Ling Yan's face turned even redder, always feeling that she was lying to her ears, she quickly took the water glass and drank it in one gulp, fanning the wind with her palm, trying to cool down.

"Aren't you tired, go to sleep!"

Shang Du laughed out loud, pinched her chin, and kissed again on the lips where water still remained.

Pat her on the head: "Yanbao, I'm going to sleep first."

Ling Yan hummed, picked up his key, and coughed: "I still have to guard the store, you go quickly."

Shang Du nodded, went straight into the room, fell heavily on the bed, closed his eyes and groped for the quilt to cover his body, within a few seconds, he fell asleep.

Lingyan closed the door, went downstairs and opened the clinic door, and sat inside to read a book.

Around eight o'clock, there was a knock on the clinic door.

Lingyan raised her eyes, seeing that it was Chen Qiuqiu again, she couldn't help frowning.

Chen Qiuqiu smiled awkwardly, but pulled the wound on the corner of his lip, and hissed in pain.

Sitting in front of Lingyan, she licked her chapped lips.

"Miss Tang, I'm sorry to trouble you again."

Ayayan hummed absently.

"I..." Looking at Lingyan's indifferent expression, Chen Qiuqiu mustered up the courage to continue, "I want to tell you about my family affairs, is that okay?"

"I know it's embarrassing for you, but you are the only one I can say, no one supports me, they all tell me to endure."

Lingyan closed the book, pulled her icy lips, and brushed her cheek hair behind her ears: "Say it."

Chen Qiuqiu took a deep breath. Just after she came out of the hospital, she had bruised and purple scars on her face, and pinch marks on her neck. They couldn't be seen on the body, but they definitely wouldn't be better than what they could see on the surface.

"Miss Tang, my husband's name is Wang Xiaoquan, and we are classmates in junior high school..."

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Chen Qiuqiu and Wang Xiao met in junior high school.

But in the third year of high school, Chen Qiuqiu's parents did not let Chen Qiuqiu continue to study in order to raise a gift for Chen Qiuqiu's brother, Chen Dawei, and forced Chen Qiuqiu to drop out of school.

　Beep, good night, good night.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)