Yes more summary: this is less sweet. I suggest that everyone save three more and watch them together.
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Su Jinxin warmed in Yan Zhen's arms for a while, and finally came back to his senses. Hearing Yan Zhen's self-criticism, the first sentence he spoke was conditioned: "It's not like this... It's my fault..."
Yan Zhen's heart twitched, but he couldn't find anything to say. He frowned slightly, tilted his head and kissed his unreasonable self-blame: "There's nothing wrong with being careful."
It's his own problem.
Yan Zhen knew clearly. It is extremely domineering and rude to steal people directly in this way.
To Su Jinxin, to Qiao Yizhi, and even to Shi Lei.
Looking back, Su Jinxin was just creating. In school, he also modeled each other with other people, with clothes and human bodies, not only paintings, but also photography, many of which are very tense - after all, Su Jinxin's body is very expressive, and it is easy to Works above the birth level. Yan Zhen watched it one after another. Some were shown to him by Su Jinxin. Some he saw through other channels himself. Never felt anything.
This is Su Jinxin's profession, and it is a laborious and hard work. He respects Su Jinxin. Don't look at it with tinted glasses.
But this time he lost his temper.
After all, the other party is Su Jinxin's boyfriend who has spent many years supporting her.
Moreover, judging from the works, even if Yan Zhen is used to seeing six- or seven-digit artworks at home, he has to admit that Su Jinxin's "investment" is definitely worth the price.
This made Yan Zhen very irritable - in his life, anything, whether money, grades, or people, was brought to the door with both hands. This was the first time he felt "territorial being threatened".
Or maybe because it didn't belong to him in the first place.
A variety of ideas that have never been tried are constantly popping up from unimaginable dark corners. For example, "Su Jinxin looks at his body in the mirror, maybe not because he said he is fat, but because of Shi Lei's request" and so on. Each cannot be refined. It's crazy to think about it.
But it is still full of pressure on the heart.
Breathing is a little difficult.
It was only then that Yan Zhen realized that he might not be as generous and graceful as he imagined, but he had never encountered anyone or anything that corrupted his demeanor before.
And he is not ready to continue to wrong himself, pretending to have a good temper and measure.
So Su Jinxin finally mustered up the courage to raise his eyes, saw Yan Zhenhei's calm face, and suddenly his back tensed.
Yan Zhen guessed that he just wanted to apologize again, so he simply hooked his tongue out, sucked it softly, and pushed it back: "Shh, don't talk. I know what you're going to say. It's not your fault. It's my problem. - But I can't change it now, and I don't want to change it in the future. Be careful, baby, take care of me, okay?"
Su Jinxin's eyes were still foggy, and she didn't keep up with the rhythm, but subconsciously nodded quickly: "Well, good."
Be damned good.
He also took the initiative to push his tongue over and let Yan Zhen kiss him.
After a while, it completely softened like a piece of melted sugar, leaned against the wall, raised one leg to hook Yan Zhen's waist, spread his legs apart, and made a posture of waiting for copulation.
Yan Zhen was stunned for a moment.
Squeezing his ankle and pressing his leg down - Su Jinxin's state is really not good, and Yan Zhen's own mood is not right... At this time, one can't control it, and I'm afraid that I will call the doctor for another three to five days of drips. come to bed.
Su Jinxin probably didn't expect Yan Zhen to refuse, and after a stalemate, she put her legs down, raised her eyelashes blankly and asked, "Don't do it?"
Yan Zhen shook his head.
Kissed his forehead. Help him wash off the remaining stains on his body and wrap it in a large bath towel: "Today is too busy, you should be tired, go to bed first."
"Oh."
Su Jinxin obediently agreed. Sitting in Yan Zhen's arms, letting Yan Zhen dry his hair for him, he was carried to the bed, leaning on Yan Zhen's side, curled up and closed his eyes.
Yan Zhen dimmed the bedside lamp for him.
I wanted to sleep together.
But there was something in my heart and I couldn't stay still, so I simply took the document and leaned against the bedside to look at it casually under the dim light.
Who would have thought that it didn't take long for the phone to ring - and it was a private phone number.
At this time, who can it be
Yan Zhen frowned and leaned over to see that it was Qiao Yizhi. Yan Zhen thought that Shi Lei had handled it properly, so he tiptoed out of bed and went to the window to pick it up - Su Jinxin's breathing had calmed down, Yan Zhen was afraid that the voice of his speech would disturb him - unexpectedly, when he connected, It wasn't Qiao Yizhi's voice over there, and called him "President Yan".
Yan Zhen was stunned for a moment: "Jiang Ling?"
"It's me." There was the answer.
"What's the matter?" Yan Zhen felt a chill behind his back, always feeling that something was wrong.
Sure enough: "Mr. Qiao and I, I would like to ask Mr. Yan to be a witness. I don't know if it is inconvenient for you now."
Yan Zhenzhi had a headache: "It's not particularly convenient."
"Oh, that… "
I didn't hear the second half.
Because Jiang Ling's voice was drowned out. Yan Zhen heard Qiao Yizhi shouting on the other end of the phone, "Azhen! Come over no matter what!"
Yan Zhen frowned.
This Nima...
Jiang Ling, he and Qiao Yizhi are classmates.
He was able to witness with his own eyes the experience of the relationship between the two people who went to heaven and earth, continued to show their talents, and reached the golden eight o'clock level.
Every ten times of earth-shattering toss, he would always be swept away by the tail of the typhoon.
It's so annoying.
If it was someone else, he wouldn't care at all. However, Qiao Yizhi and his brother who wore a pair of open crotch pants. And he just troubled him because of Shi Lei's affairs. This kind of crux of the matter seems to be...
Yan Zhen turned his head and saw that Su Jinxin was trapped in the fluffy quilt, sleeping soundly like a sweet Angel, so he put down a little and asked in a low voice, "Where is the apartment in the city or the villa by the sea?"
Jiang Ling reported the villa address in a straight-forward manner.
Yan Zhen squeezed his eyebrows again: "Okay, wait, I'll be here soon."
Yan Zhen also confirmed Su Jinxin's condition before going out. And the insider told the housekeeper to take care of him. Feeling that there is no problem, I closed the door of the room.
Who would have thought, just as the door lock was locked, Su Jinxin suddenly sat up with wide eyes.
For a moment, he slumped down as if he had been drained of strength, buried his head in the quilt, and slowly curled himself into a very small ball.