Always getting over you

Only a few times, her tender hands turned red.

Anan pulled the skirt forward: "Miss, don't wash it!"

"Let go Jiang Yufei pulled it back and said, "you go out, don't disturb me."

She's not washing clothes at all. She's just rubbing.

This is a silk skirt. She crumpled it like this, and it soon crumpled and destroyed

Anan's jaw was tight. He grabbed the skirt again: "Miss, that's enough. It's not your job. Don't wash it."

"I wash my clothes myself. It's not my business." Jiang Yufei's tone was quick. I guess she didn't know what she said.

A Nan grabs the clothes and does not let go. Jiang Yufei simply throws aside and picks up another piece of clothes.

Anan reached out again and pulled at her.

Jiang Yufei was angry. She raised her head and her eyes turned red: "are you bored? Go out for me!"

“……”

"Get out of here!" She pushed him hard, and Anan fell to the ground.

Jiang Yufei doesn't care about him and continues to wash. She kneads hard and keeps on rubbing. She moves quickly without any pause.

the basin is full of white foam.

A small bubble floating up, just hit her eyes, Jiang Yufei closed his eyes, tears suddenly fell.

She raised her hand to wipe away her tears, but they were like an open water valve and could not be stopped.

She didn't care. She just focused on washing clothes.

Tears drop by drop in the basin, Anan see the heart like a knife.

He propped up, squatted in front of her and held out his hand -

this time, it wasn't her clothes, it was her wrists.

"That's enough. Don't wash it."

"Why haven't you gone yet?" Jiang Yufei shakes him away, and her red and peeling hands reach into the basin.

Anan grabbed her two wrists and lifted them up.

"Enough, miss, if you torture yourself like this, we will all be punished. If you don't have a place to vent, come at me. If you want to kill or cut, I have no complaint

Jiang Yufei stares at him, Anan's dark eyes also stare at her.

Her eyes were blurred by tears, she couldn't see his eyes clearly

Jiang Yufei suddenly broke away from him and slapped him in the face: "get out, who let you touch me!"

A Nan's head slants to slant, he droops eyes, the voice is low: "if does not have the depression, you may fight again."

Jiang Yufei angrily pointed to the gate: "get out, don't force me to do it to you!"

"Do it."

"I told you to go out!" Jiang Yufei roars, why should everything interfere with her?

She's going crazy.

Her heart is about to explode, don't disturb her, interfere with her mood, OK?

"Miss, do it." A Nan still said that.

Jiang Yufei lost her mind and grabbed an object and hit him hard.

After a few strokes, she found that she was holding a stainless steel clothes pole.

How much force did she use just now?

Don't imagine, she also knows, this thing hits the human body to be very painful.

Anan, however, had no expression, did not move, as if there was no feeling.

Jiang Yufei threw aside the pole and raised her hand to her forehead: "I'm sorry I don't know what I'm doing, I'm sorry... "

"It doesn't matter." Anan's voice was hoarse, "are you in a better mood now?"

Jiang Yufei smiles bitterly. She shakes her head and doesn't speak.

"If you are not in a good mood, you can continue to vent."

"You don't understand..." Jiang Yufei's choked mouth.