Chapter 387 (1/2)

Although jinuan was not seriously injured when he fell down the stairs in Yuyuan yesterday, his forehead was a little red near the hairline.

she seldom uses foundation except for a naked lipstick, so the place on her forehead has not been concealed. The hair scattered on her hair has gone back a little while she looks up, showing the red on her forehead.

She held the cup in front of him, because the man glanced at her forehead and froze for a moment. Neither of them spoke. In such a large space, it was quiet as if the needle could be heard, but the heart beat of seasonal warm was inexplicably obvious.

The man looked at her, low and deep way: ”season warm, I never joked, divorce since the word has been mentioned, it should be broken thoroughly.”

He stood in front of her like this, did not take the water cup in her hand, just looked down at her lightly, the light in the living room fell on her head, as if spreading a layer of light silver edge.

It is clear and cold. Even though the wine is strong, it doesn't affect his handsome and moving.

Ink depth of field.

He is ink depth of field.

Jinuan always reminds himself that no matter how cruel and desperate he is to himself now, when he drives the black Bentley and rushes out to protect her behind his life, she can't lose any temper with him.

Maybe it's just a broken dream, maybe it's just a walk into reality and see the real him.

”Stop pestering. I don't like it.” He never raised his hand to pick up her water glass.

Seeing the man turn around and leave without looking back, it seems that the whole body is full of powerlessness and the heart is full of blocking feeling.

Hearing the sound of the door, the glass in jinuan's hand fell to the ground instantly. The man didn't turn back in front of the door, but there was a moment of stagnation.

Seeing him standing there still, seeing his pause, Ji Nuan turned around and walked past, stood behind him, looked at his back, stared at him for a long time, then slowly raised his hand and carefully held him behind his back.

She used to want to hold him. How ever was she so careful.

She can't see the deep eyebrows and eyes of men. She can only feel that men's hands are cruel and merciless to pull away the hand that she clasps in front of him. Ji Nuan holds him in his arms. She doesn't talk, and he doesn't talk. Between silence, two people seem to be a quiet fight. Her arms and his hands are entangled in the fight.

But jinuan's strength was not equal to him. He pulled her hand away directly, and at the same time, he shook her back mercilessly. Jinuan's body stepped back a few steps, bumped into the wine cabinet beside the wall, and a few bottles of wine fell out. The ground was broken. Red and white wine of various colors were mixed at night and flowed to her feet.

Feel the coolness flowing under my feet, I shiver in the warm and cold season, look at the ground, then lift up, look at the man in front of the door.

Blood seems to coagulate in the body, a little bit into the same temperature as ice blood, and then a little bit into ice.

Cold to the bone.

Without saying a word, she suddenly bent down and stepped on the debris on the ground to pick them up.

When Mo turned his eyes, he saw that Ji was walking on the fragments with his feet shining. His eyelids were not lifted lightly. He said in a cold voice: ”Ji is warm. It's the stupidest act to draw my attention by hurting yourself. The wounds on your feet won't make me move. They will only make you unable to work for several days in a row. They will only make me see you if I don't tell you what's going on Stupid and uninteresting. ”

Ji Nuan squatted on the ground, as if she didn't hear him. She avoided the debris at her feet, but was scratched a little. She hid beside her, and then went to pick up the debris. After picking up some of them, she said calmly, ”I didn't hurt myself.”