Chapter 55 Call me by name
Chen Mu and Gu Jingchen would definitely not talk to him about what happened in the afternoon, so only Dr. Yan would be left.
"I didn't." Liang Hanyue's voice was soft but firm.
Jin Yanchen didn't seem to hear anything, hugged her and turned around to leave.
"I can walk by myself."
Jin Yanchen turned his head and glanced at her coldly, remaining silent.
Liang Hanyue looked at his back and said worriedly: "Let me down, be careful that the wound will open again."
He seems to like the princess to hug him.
Jin Yanchen's eyebrows moved slightly, "Seduce me again?"
Liang Hanyue's Yingche eyes suddenly widened. She was obviously concerned about the injury on his back, so why did she turn to seducing him?
Just when she was about to explain, Jin Yanchen carried her out of the hospital and got into the car.
Liang Hanyue pursed her lips to explain, but the man's thin lips had already fallen down, and the airtight kiss gradually took away the oxygen from her chest.
Lao He was very discerning and raised the isolation board.
When Liang Hanyue felt that she was about to faint, she finally breathed fresh air. The man's warm palm fell on her hair and gently rubbed it, and a hoarse voice slowly sounded.
"Since you have followed me, don't provoke other men."
Liang Hanyue gasped for air, but she really didn't have the energy to defend herself.
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bedroom.
Jin Yanchen carefully put Liang Hanyue down, took off his coat and threw it on the back of the sofa. He unbuttoned his collar with one hand and walked to the closet.
Liang Hanyue's eyes were immediately attracted by the latest orange Hermès on the bedside table, with two documents next to it.
I walked over and picked it up and glanced at it. It turned out to be two endorsements of Blue Blood Jewelry.
"Is this... for me?" she asked the man changing clothes while holding the document.
Jin Yanchen paused and looked at her sideways: "Isn't that what you want?"
"I'm just making a metaphor, I don't really want this from you." Liang Hanyue explained.
Jin Yanchen said nothing, staring at her quietly with a pair of dark eyes.
Liang Hanyue put down the document, walked up to him, stood on tiptoes and kissed him on the face, "Thank you, I like it very much."
To Jin Yanchen, these things were just a matter of words, but to Liang Hanyue, these resources were beyond his reach even if he worked hard for another three years.
Some people offer it with both hands, but there is no reason to reject it.
Between them, everyone gets what they need.
Jin Yanchen's face was expressionless, but his thin lips curled up slightly. He grabbed her waist and pushed it against the wardrobe. When he lowered his head, his breath was hot, "I can't feel your gratitude."
Liang Hanyue's cheeks felt hot, and her eyes were filled with embarrassment, but she still mustered up the courage to wrap her arms around his neck, raised her head and kissed his thin lips.
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Liang Hanyue felt a touch of dampness and warmth in her hand, and when she opened her eyes, she saw blood on her hand.
The wound on his back opened again.
"Jin, Mr. Jin...your injury..."
"Call my name." The man lingered on her lips.
Jin Yanchen……
Liang Hanyue recited it silently in her heart, unable to speak out.
The rough fingertips pinched her tailbone gently, and Liang Hanyue trembled involuntarily, surrendering.
"Jin, Jin, Yanchen..."
Her voice was clear and gentle, and as she slowly read out his name, there was an inexplicable hint of lingering sadness. Jin Yanchen raised his thin lips slightly and said in a low and hoarse voice, "So sensitive!"
He didn't care at all about his still bleeding wound.
Liang Hanyue raised her eyes, with a bit of anger in her eyes, "Does your back still want to heal?"
Jin Yanchen took her hand and walked to the bathroom, turned on the faucet and put his soft, boneless hands under the faucet to rinse them clean.
"It's useless on my own." His eyes fell faintly on the gauze on her head.
Liang Hanyue heard the tone of his words, and her already red cheeks became even hotter now. She muttered softly, "I don't want to get hurt either..."
"What?" She said so quietly that Jin Yanchen didn't hear her clearly.
"I said, even if the injury is not serious, it will heal quickly." Liang Hanyue wanted to touch the gauze on her head, but before she could touch it, Jin Yanchen grabbed her hand.
"Don't touch it."
He cares about other people's injuries but doesn't care about his own injuries. This person is really...
"Let's ask Dr. Yan to come and take a look."
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"No, you help me disinfect and give me some medicine." He took off his bloody shirt and threw it on the ground.
Liang Hanyue carefully helped him treat the open wound on his back. Just as he threw the cotton swab into the trash can, his cell phone rang. It was about work.
She wisely picked up the medical kit and got up to go to the bathroom. She saw the shirt on the ground as soon as she took two steps. After hesitating for two seconds, she picked it up and took it to the bathroom.
There is special laundry detergent in the bathroom that she asked Aunt He to put in. The servants take her daily clothes to the machine for washing, but she is still used to hand-washing intimate clothes such as underwear.
The blood stain has just been stained, so soak it in cold water and rub it twice with laundry detergent and it will be gone quickly.
After twisting out the water, hanging it up, looking at the clean white shirt, Liang Hanyue pursed her lips and said, "Thank you for giving me the Hermès orange."
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Jin Yanchen answered the work call and went to the study again. When he came back, Liang Hanyue had already fallen asleep.
I didn't see the shirt on the floor, so I thought the servant had taken it away. I turned around to go to the bathroom and opened the door, but I was stunned.
He saw that the shirt that was originally stained with blood was hanging spotlessly in the bathroom. It looked a little wrinkled, but in his eyes it seemed to be shining white.
With a smile on her lips, Fei stood in front of the sink and brushed her teeth slowly, carefully brushing every tooth clean, even the tongue coating was not ignored.
Turning around and going back to the bedroom, he pulled back the quilt and lay down, turning his head to kiss Liang Hanyue's lips.
"Well..." Liang Hanyue took the medicine and fell into a deep sleep with no sign of waking up.
The man was not annoyed, but followed her chin all the way down.
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Liang Hanyue felt hot all over her body and the air was stuffy, so stuffy that she almost couldn't breathe.
She seemed to have had a very absurd and very realistic dream.
In the dream, Jin Yanchen, who was noble and cold, lowered his proud head and tried his best to please her.
Let her experience what physiological happiness is for the first time.
This dream was so real that Liang Hanyue didn't dare to look at Jin Yanchen's face when she woke up in the morning, especially those two thin lips.
Jin Yanchen drank the coffee expressionlessly, and even licked his lower lip, and rolled the coffee away from his lips with the tip of his tongue.
Liang Hanyue happened to catch a glimpse of this scene, and her cheeks turned red unconsciously.
Seemingly sensing something was wrong with her, Jin Yanchen turned to look at her, "Are you feeling well?"
"Ah?" Liang Hanyue came back to her senses and looked into his dark eyes, "No, no."
"The face is very red..." Jin Yanchen reached out and touched her cheek.
The moment his palm touched her face, Liang Hanyue's body trembled inexplicably. She was so guilty that she didn't dare to look up, and her voice became unnatural, "Jin, Mr. Jin..."
"What did you call me?" Jin Yanchen's dark eyes narrowed slightly, and his tone was obviously unhappy.
Thank you Taolu for your reward quietly.
(End of this chapter)