Reborn 1980: The rough man was driven crazy by the little crying bag again

Before Lin Qiaoqiao had time to speak, she felt her trousers loosen, and the man actually pulled her floral top out of the trousers and lifted it up.

With a cry of surprise, she quickly stepped back a few steps, Shui Lingling's eyes widened: "Don't mess around."

"Why are you shy? I helped you take a bath when you were young." The man's dark pupils were like an unfathomable black hole, and he couldn't see the emotion in his eyes clearly. Ruffian.

Lin Qiaoqiao pursed her lips. Although she had many brothers, they were all rough and clumsy.

Chen Shanye is different, he is considerate and thoughtful, he can sew clothes, braid hair, make soap, and whistle with leaves, so Lin Qiaoqiao was very dependent on this man when she was young.

"It's not my childhood anymore, how can I open other people's clothes casually." She complained in a low voice.

"Come here, let me tell you about the medicine. It's summer now, and if the wound is not treated in time, it is easy to leave scars from tetanus." The voice was low and soft, but it sounded inexplicably convincing.

Lin Qiaoqiao walked over silently, heartbroken, and looked up at the beams of the house.

"Am I taking off your clothes now?" With a deep and hoarse voice, with a different kind of temptation in the night, Lin Qiaoqiao felt her heart tremble violently.

She rolled her eyes, and pulled her blouse out of the waistband again.

"It's so soft!" A contented sigh seemed to be squeezed out from the depths of the man's throat, and it was indescribably lingering.

Lin Qiaoqiao raised her eyebrows in surprise, but seeing the man applying the medicine calmly, she thought that the ointment was softer.

"truth!"

Lin Qiaoqiao glared at him fiercely, like a small animal being preyed upon.

The man pouted towards the snow-white ointment on his fingertips, his eyes flickered, and he smiled casually.

"Hurry up." She urged irritably, the side waist was just a simple bruise, why did it take so long to take the medicine, if it wasn't for knowing what Chen Shanye was like.

Lin Qiaoqiao wondered if this man took the opportunity to play hooligans. She felt that the soft flesh on her side waist was about to be callused by the rough palm of the man.

"What did you say, I didn't hear you clearly?" The man's deep pupils were stained with sarcasm, and when he laughed, he was lazy and evil.

"I said you... Hurry up, my brother will be here in a while... It's not good to see."

While Chen Shanye was talking, his palms suddenly exerted strength, Lin Qiaoqiao was in pain, she trembled a few times at a word, and her breathing was a little unsteady.

"Okay, I'll hurry up. When are you going to tell your brother about our affairs?" The man squeezed a mung bean-sized ointment and dotted it on the woman's white and soft waist, rubbing it gently.

Occasionally, when her hand was a little stronger, the woman would let out a small panting sound. A deep smile appeared on the corner of Chen Shanye's mouth, and he glanced deeply at the direction of the crack in the door.

He quickly looked away again, without any emotional ups and downs.

After applying the medicine, when Chen Shanye returned the ointment to the medicine box, he was "accidentally" knocked by the leg of the chair, and let out a deep roar like a beast, which seemed to bring great joy.

Lin Qiaoqiao rolled her eyes, did this man learn ventriloquism secretly without telling her?

"It's getting late, I'll go back first, and let your brother see that it's not good for me to stay in your room." The corners of Chen Shanye's mouth rose slightly, crystal clear and warm.

"Well, you have suffered such a serious injury, don't go to the construction site for a few days, let my second brother ask for leave from the foreman on your behalf."

"Okay, you also rest early."

Chen Shanye closed the door for her from the outside. In less than half a second, the corners of his lips were tensed into a straight line, and his eyes were lowered, with murderous intent surging in his dark eyes.

"You dare to bully my sister, I'll kill you."

Chen Shanye didn't even look at him, his eyes were full of naked and undisguised sarcasm: "Shut up, Qiaoqiao was just exhausted, just fell asleep, and she has to get up early tomorrow to sell naked oatmeal, I can't bear to wake her up .”

"How long have you been in a relationship." Lin Shitong's face was as dark as the bottom of the pot. Last time Lin Qiaoqiao swore that the two of them had no relationship, so he didn't take it to heart.

But today I heard it with my own ears, "White and soft?" I also know what these two people are doing in the room.

It's really a big sister who doesn't want to stay. If she stays, she stays and stays as an enemy.

But if she really wants to indulge Qiaoqiao with Chen Shanye, Qiaoqiao will definitely resent them for being brothers in the future.

Lin Shitong took a deep puff of the cigarette, and exhaled a big smoke ring, showing a rare tiredness on his usually idle face.

But this is far from what Chen Shanye wanted. The brothers of the Lin family, including Lin Qiaoqiao, were in constant panic.

"Come on, let's go out and talk."

Chen Shanye followed Lin Shitong with his arms crossed, his pale face did not affect his sinister temperament.

"Do you want me to go with you, so that you can have a helper when you start?" Lin Shiwu tugged at his sleeve.

Lin Shitong rolled his eyes at him, Lin Shiwu withdrew his hand embarrassingly, and went back to the room silently.

"Do you remember this place?"

Chen Shanye pursed his lips coolly, his eyes only made his scalp tingle, and his voice was thin and cool: "I don't remember."

How could he not remember that when he first came to the Wancun production team, he had just been beaten up by Cao Aiqin, and it was under this big willow tree that he met that little girl in fluffy gauze skirt and small leather shoes.

"Qiaoqiao is here to say that she wants to be your daughter-in-law." Lin Shitong's voice was unprecedentedly gentle, even carrying the old-fashioned prudence of the older generation.

"Really? I don't remember." Chen Shanye really doesn't remember, so he won't remember those insignificant things. In his opinion, all things related to Lin Qiaoqiao are insignificant.

"Our brothers once really treated you as a sister-in-law."

Chen Shanye paused for a moment when he took out his cigarette, his deep eyes suddenly turned cold, and he asked, "Ever?"

"Originally we could really treat each other as brothers, but you hurt Qiaoqiao first."

Chen Shanye bit an unlit cigarette with the tip of his teeth, his black pupils shrank suddenly, and he let out a sneer.

"What are you laughing at?" Lin Shitong felt the hairs on the back of his neck stand on end, and secretly regretted that he should have followed his elder brother's advice and came together.

The two brothers have a better chance of winning against Chen Shanye.

Chen Shanye's eyes drooped slightly, as if he was deep in thought.

There was the sound of the lighter slapping, and the short open flame illuminated the man's sinister side face.

"Laughing that you are as stupid as Lin Qiaoqiao. You brothers have been doing such stupid things for so many years. It's like fooling around without saying sorry."

"I'm sorry, please let Qiaoqiao go, she is still young and cannot stand your teasing."