pdf-ebookys Chapter 127 Other men wear it, but I don’t wear it
Chapter 127 Other men wear it, but I don’t wear it
This kiss is just a quick taste.
What he wanted was not a passionate kiss, but to calm Wen Jin's emotions.
In his previous life, he was a complete failure.
It was not until his death that I knew that Wen Jin was afraid of thunder and did not like rainy days.
In Wen Mo's words, when someone is alive, he never thought about caring and loving them, but when he died, he started to act out the drama of infatuation.
I don’t know who I want to impress.
He thought Wen Jin loved money, so in order to please her, he gave her a lot of money.
It turned out that she wanted more than just money.
Shen Xunzhou hugged her, rubbing his chin slowly against the top of her head, and gently patted her back with his broad palm: "Don't be afraid, I'm here."
Wen Jin buried her cheek in his chest, not daring to look up at him.
She is too contradictory. In the words of bystanders, she is a slut...
She kept saying that she wanted to stay away from Shen Xunzhou, but every time she did so she got closer to him.
She wanted to stay away from him mentally, but in reality, like Li Hui and Shi Jinghong, she wanted to rely on him to stand up.
Gradually, she became one of this group of vampires.
"Why didn't you leave?"
Shen Xunzhou said in a soft voice: "I know you are afraid of thunder."
Do you know that she is afraid of thunder?
When did you know this?
Obviously in the previous life............
"Shen Xunzhou, do you believe that there are ghosts in this world?"
"Every ghost you fear may be a loved one that others want to see but cannot."
Shen Xunzhou lowered his head and kissed the top of her head: "If being a ghost allows me to see whoever I want to see anytime and anywhere, I would be willing to be a ghost."
Wen Jin was startled and suddenly looked up at him.
The astonishment in his eyes was hard to conceal.
The two looked at each other, both trying to find out something.
A heart full of doubts and things that I was eager to verify were turning around in my throat. I wanted answers, but I was afraid.
Afraid that the answer might not be what they want.
They are even more afraid that the answer is what they want. Hating the wrong person or loving the wrong person is both miserable.
Wen Jin tightened her fingertips, and when she felt the hard flesh coming from her fingertips, she pulled her hand back in panic and took a step back: "Sorry."
I didn't expect to pinch his waist!
"No problem." Shen Xunzhou stretched out his hand and held her palm, "Open the door."
Wen Jin looked up at him, a little confused: "Open the door?"
Shen Xunzhou lowered his eyes and stared at her: "Do you want to go home with me or go out and get a room?"
Wen Jin's ears turned red: "Boss Shen doesn't want to take me home? Is there something shameful?"
"I want to," Shen Xunzhou responded sincerely, "but I don't want to force you."
"Wen Jin, between you and me, we've been close where we should be close, and close where we should be close. Now, there's only this part left," Shen Xunzhou said, his eyes falling on her chest.
Are you close to where you should be close?
Is this driving?
Are all the cars of veteran drivers so obscure?
Wen Jin opened the door anxiously.
Shen Xunzhou was standing in the entrance hall taking off his shoes. When Wen Jin opened the cabinet to get him a pair of slippers, he let out a "huh" when he saw someone walking in barefoot.
The man looked back at the slippers in her hand, his tone heavy, his emotions comparable to the rainstorm outside: "I won't wear slippers worn by other men."
Wen Jin:........
Shen Xunzhou walked into the living room, turned on the lights, closed the windows, pulled the wet white gauze curtain aside, and pulled the heavy blackout curtain to block out the lightning and heavy rain outside.
"Can I come into the bedroom?"
Wen Jin nodded.
The bedroom window was not closed.
Shen Xunzhou came out after finishing his work and saw Wen Jin still standing at the entrance, staring blankly, wondering what he was thinking.
"Shen Xunzhou........." Wen Jin wanted to say something, but stopped himself.
The latter waited for a long time, but she didn't say the next sentence.
At last, I took out my phone and checked the weather forecast: "The forecast says it will rain until six tomorrow morning."
"Are you scared? If you are, I will stay and spend the night on the sofa. If you are not, I will leave now."
Wen Jin: "Giving me this choice at this time, are you sure Mr. Shen didn't do it on purpose?"
Shen Xunzhou put away his phone: "Wen Jin, I'm not a good person, but to you, I'm not a bad person."
Wen Jin pursed her lips, and in the blink of an eye, her long eyelashes fluttered, hiding the emotions in her eyes: "Go!"
You can't be afraid all your life.
Shen Xunzhou didn't say much, just nodded, turned around and left. Before leaving, he reminded her: "If you are afraid, don't turn off the lights."
..............
Wen Jin stood in the room, her eyes fell on the curtains behind the sofa. The rain was dripping wetly, just like her mood at the moment.
Dark and damp.
It rains continuously.
The difference is that the rain in her heart has been falling for more than ten years.
Every time this happened, her hatred for Zhao Wan'er increased.
Wen Jin took a shower and went to bed. In the second half of the night, the pain in her arm made her break out in a cold sweat. She turned over and leaned on the bed. The pain suddenly made her mind clear.
I endured the pain and went to the cabinet under the dining room to look for painkillers. After searching through all the drawers for a long time, I couldn't find any ibuprofen.
When he stood up, he knocked the cup off the table.
The glass fell to the ground and shattered crisply...
Wen Jin was just about to squat down to deal with it when the phone on the dining table rang.
Shen Xunzhou?
On the other side, the man's voice was hoarse and muddy: "Awake?"
Wen Jin's expression changed, and he walked towards the door with his phone in hand, asking, "How did you know?"
"I was at the door and heard the noise."
Wen Jin:........Isn't this a luxury house? The sound insulation is so poor.
Bang! The door was opened and Shen Xunzhou was sitting on the shoe-changing stool at the door, reading documents on a tablet in his hand.
The cigarette butts at my feet piled up into a small hill.
The hand holding the door handle tightened slightly: "Why didn't you leave?"
"worry about you."
She sighed heavily. It was three o'clock in the morning and all the ghosts had gone home.
He was loitering in front of other people's doors, filling the entire corridor with smoke.
"Come in!" Wen Jin moved aside.
Shen Xunzhou was a little bit incredulous, but after just a second, he calmed down.
He took the things and went into the house with Wen Jin.
"Do you have any cleaning tools?" Shen Xunzhou saw the "corpse" next to the dining table at a glance.
"Leave it there! I'll clean it up tomorrow," Wen Jin didn't care and went to get the bed blanket. "Lin Xiao has slept in the guest room and hasn't changed the four-piece suit. You can stay on the sofa for one night."
"Does your hand hurt?" Shen Xunzhou saw that half of her arm was stiff.
He walked over and interrupted her action of spreading the blanket.
"Yeah, a little."
Shen Xunzhou: "Do you have any painkillers?"
"No."
The man helped her sit down on the sofa: "Give me the access card, I'll get you some medicine."
Wen Jin pointed to the cabinet in the entrance hall.
Shen Xunzhou went downstairs and came back up after a while.
When the medicine and water were handed over, Wen Jin thanked him.