Era Space: The darling of the rough man is sweet and flirtatious

Chapter 269 [Jia Geng] He hurts so much
Jiang Yunnuan covered her mouth and watched him dumbfounded as he slowly unbuttoned all the buttons of his shirt, one by one.

A heart seemed to jump out of her throat, making her dizzy intermittently.

The slender fingers seemed to be not buttons, but a cluster of flames, which ignited her.

With the slightly open skirt, the fingers moved slowly, and the last button was undone. Jiang Yunnuan finally came to his senses, turned around and was about to run out.

"Where are you going?" Jing Yang grabbed her wrist and pulled her back, raised his eyebrows and smiled, "Are you planning to deny it?"

"I am not." Jiang Yunnuan glanced at him, and immediately looked away, "I"

At a glance, his broad shoulders are like eagles with wings spread.

The pure black shirt was opened with its arms outstretched, half concealing its strong muscular lines, and the whole person exuded the unique vigor and vitality of a strong man.

This kind of hormonal breath originating from the body and exuding from the inside out is involuntary.

Even an unsociable woman like her with a small social circle can accurately perceive it.

And blushed for it.

Jing Yang didn't seem to see her helplessness, grabbed her wrist with one hand, shook his shoulders, and easily took off half of his sleeve.

He grabbed her wrist with another hand, pinched the cuff of the shirt with the other, tore off the whole shirt, and put it on the back of the chair casually.

"Tsk, I didn't expect it to be so serious."

He frowned, glanced at her, and complained in a low voice.

Remove the medical tape and blood-stained gauze.

The sutured wound broke free, and blood slowly oozes out.

"Forget it, don't look at it, don't scare you."

He let go of her wrist, reached out with his long arm, moved the medicine box in front of him, turned his back, and leaned over to pick and choose in the small medicine box.

Jiang Yunnuan breathed a sigh of relief, swallowed nervously, and quietly turned his head to take a sneak peek.

It was just a quick glance, but he was shocked in place by his bruised back.

She only knew that his face was flawless, but she didn't expect that the skin covered by the clothes turned out to be so ugly.

His skin was fair, his shoulders were broad and his waist was tight.

But those scars of different shapes ruined his beautiful back in sevens and eighties.

Most of them are old scars, not the kind of pink or dark red new scars.

The light color clearly shows the shape of the wound edge.

Some are long and twisted.

Some are fingertip-sized ovals, and there are quite a few of them.

Some are only a few centimeters long, but they are criss-crossed.

The latest was a bruise on the shoulder blade, surrounded by bruises.

"Why do you have so many scars on your back?" She asked cautiously.

"Oh, it was all when I was a child." He answered lightly.

Jiang Yunnuan's throat tightened suddenly, and he took a step forward to lightly touch a series of connected oval scars on his butterfly bone.

"Are these.are.cigarette burns?"

In this shape and state, my brother also has one on his arm, which is too familiar.

It was when he couldn't borrow her medical expenses, and when the creditors came to ask for debts and couldn't get the money, he burned it himself when he was most depressed and irritable.

For this reason, she was so guilty that she hid in the room and secretly cut the blood vessels on her wrists, hoping to let her family survive.

Her brother knelt by her hospital bed and cried uncontrollably, begging her not to leave her family behind.

Since then, I have never seen him smoking a cigarette again.

Jing Yang concentrated on applying iodine powder to the wound, and his cool fingertips landed on his back.

He paused for a moment, his eyes getting colder, "Yeah."

Suddenly I lost interest in speaking.

The cold tone made Jiang Yunnuan's heart ache for no reason.

He looked well off, refined and luxurious.

You can see it in the fabric of his wing-collared French-sleeve shirt and the finely textured belt.

Such a person has nothing to do with being simple and down-to-earth, why did he suffer such abuse when he was a child...

As a child, how small, as a toddler?
He is so beautiful, who would have the heart to burn such a string of cigarette scars with cigarette butts on such a beautiful child...

And those old scars that are everywhere.

How much he hurts...

Jing Yang handled the wound skillfully, and found that there was no movement behind him for a while, and suddenly warm water dripped on his back.

He froze for a moment, turned his head to look, and frowned.

"What's wrong? Why are you crying? I didn't bully you..."

Isn't this honestly taking medicine by yourself?

Didn't let her see any bloody scenes.

The small medicine jar was as beautiful as a doll, with tears in its big round eyes and a small mouth that was pursed in aggrieved way.

Seeing his guilt rushing to his heart.

"Oh, I see." He grabbed his shirt and put it on, tilting his head to look at her, "Isn't that all right?"

Jiang Yunnuan sniffed and looked at him with teary eyes, "Does it hurt?"

"It's okay, just break the line."

"No, I'm asking did you have pain when you were a child?"

Jing Yang's dark pupils trembled for a moment, then he smiled casually, put his arms on the back of the chair, and leaned closer to her.

"I feel sorry for me, then you can kiss me and it won't hurt."

The ambiguous eyes and tone made her stare at him in embarrassment, "Rogue!"

Jing Yang shrugged his shoulders, and his smile got closer and closer, "I never said I was a good person~ You look so sweet, let me have a taste, okay?"

"Bah! Shameless!" She pushed her away in anger and ran out.

Jing Yang breathed out with downcast eyes, leaned lazily on the back of the chair, looked at the white ceiling and pulled the corners of his stiff mouth.

The temperature in his eyes was freezing cold.

He touched the cigarette case and came out to light a cigarette. Looking at the rising smoke, he subconsciously touched the place where tears were dripped with his backhand, and sneered slightly.

Does it hurt?

It's too long ago to remember.

It's just that occasionally when I dream back at midnight and see that hideous and distorted face again, I still feel cold in my hands and feet.

Jiang Yunnuan left and returned, holding a washbasin in his hand.

"You cough cough cough cough."

As soon as she spoke the first word, she couldn't continue. She put down the washbasin and closed the door, coughing badly outside.

Jing Yang looked at the half-burned cigarette in his hand, and frowned in confusion, "Isn't it?"

Can't smell the smoke?
Then you must suffocate him to death
He stubbed out the cigarette, wrapped it in a piece of paper, and threw it into the trash can.

Open the window to the maximum, open the door and walk out, and saw her sitting on the sofa in the living room, clutching her heart and coughing.

He let out a sigh of relief and sat next to her, gently patting her on the back.

"I'm sorry, I didn't know you would choke."

"It's okay, it's not your fault."

She waved her hand and coughed again after speaking.

The living room did not turn on the lights, only the moonlight came in from the door, and it was hazy darkness.

He patted and slowed down, "You are too thin."

There is no flesh on her butterfly bone, which is painful to the touch.

The temperature of the palm was clearly transmitted to her back through the fabric.

Jiang Yunnuan became agitated, and coughed even worse, and moved his hands behind his back indiscriminately to push away his hands.

"You are not allowed to cough cough cough. Take advantage of me cough cough cough."

"Hush~ Are you trying to lure your family here?" He whispered into her ear.

Pulling her hand down, he continued to pat her back calmly.

A pat on the back is called taking advantage?

Then she must have looked down on him too much.
　Thank you jry Yangyang Monthly Pass!

　　
　
(End of this chapter)