Sheng Ai First Lady

Gong Shentuo was helpless because of her crying. Men like him are mostly at a loss for women's tears, especially when they are still their beloved women, they don't know what to do.

Xia Jin's tears kept falling down, and he couldn't wipe them off no matter how hard he tried, Gong Shentuo sighed, picked her up by the waist, and carefully put her on the bed.

Gong Shentuo sighed softly, still hugged her into his arms, kissed her hair, "Jin'er, Jin'er."

If she was going to cry, it was as if her emotions had suddenly collapsed, so he couldn't say stop crying, she might be happier after crying.

So, he could only call her name over and over again like a whisper.

Her face lay on his chest, as if she had never been so vulnerable. He didn't know what was wrong with her, but she didn't know what was wrong with herself either.

Gong Shentuo lifted the quilt and put her in, Xia Jin muttered, "Don't you know you have to change clothes when you sleep?"

She said so thickly, how could she sleep well.

Xia Jin got up again by herself, walked to the cabinet, opened the door, took out her nightgown from inside, and turned on the heating in the room, so she didn't need to wear too thick.

When Gong Shentuo saw that she was going to change clothes, he stood up spontaneously and walked outside.

Xia Jin called him, "Gong Futuo, are your wounds really painless?"

This man is really an iron man, with such a serious injury, he can still hug her and prepare dinner, even if you are an iron man, you don't take yourself so seriously, she feels a headache.

Gong Shentuo didn't look back, "It's okay, minor injuries are fine."

Small injuries are not a problem, she will take care of him.

She was powerless, "Come here."

He was very obedient and walked up to her.

Xia Jin hugged her clothes and jumped out of bed, "Before I come back, take off your outer clothes and go to bed obediently, otherwise, you can just go out."

After finishing speaking, he turned and walked out of the bedroom, and went into the bathroom to change clothes.

Although the room is very tight, you can just go out the bedroom door, but after all, there is a man here, so she went to the bathroom.

When she came out after changing her clothes in an orderly manner, Boss Gong had already listened to her words and lay down in bed.

But he still frowned, "Jin'er..."

"I see." It's nothing more than her poor health and she can't sleep in the living room. In fact, she is afraid of the cold anyway, so it's different where she sleeps. She doesn't know what he insists on.

Xia Jin closed the door of the living room, returned to the bedroom calmly, then closed the door, lifted a corner of the quilt and crawled in.

In the end, I still didn't forget to look at him seriously, "You don't mind if I sleep with you?"

Anyway, she remembers that they slept together during the period when she lost her memory, very pure, very pure, who made her feel soft, he was hurt, and he didn't allow her to sleep on the sofa, so I can only make a compromise, let's all sleep on the bed .

The color in Miyafuka Takumi's eyes was very deep, like ink on top of ink.

Xia Jin was very frank and composed, she closed her eyes and was about to go to sleep.

Unexpectedly, only five minutes after she closed her eyes, he came over and pulled her into his arms.

Xia Jin didn't move, she just opened her eyes wide and looked at the man in the darkness. She is so kind, if he took the opportunity to insult her, wouldn't it be too kind?

However, he just hugged her into his arms and didn't make any further moves. He said in a low voice, "Jin'er, I know you are afraid of the cold. May I hug you?"

She thought to herself, he's always been on the gentle route recently?

Xia Jin was about to speak, but Gong Shentuo happened to lower her head, and her lips accidentally brushed against his chin.

She clearly felt that his body stiffened.

Xia Jin acted nonchalantly, "Okay, you can hug."

He hugged her, it was indeed very warm, they had shared the same bed countless times, it was meaningless to be hypocritical.

It's so soothing, it's really so warm, Xia Jin thought, just for such a soothing, she should also find a man early, um, then her life will be complete.

Xia Jin can actually fall asleep quickly, because she hasn't had anyone to warm her bed for a long time, but there is no way, she has a keen sense, and the man next to her is not asleep at all, she can tell from her breathing.

With a slight movement of her body, she could feel how stiff his body was.

Xia Jin sighed, and stretched out her hand to poke his chest, "You can't sleep, let me go to the living room, okay?"

It took a long time, so long that Xia Jin almost thought he couldn't speak anymore, and then his suppressed hoarse voice came slowly, "It's okay."

Xia Jin became angry, "It doesn't matter if I ask you anything, but what else can you do?"

Gong Shentuo was silent for a while, "Go to sleep, I won't disturb you again."

Xia Jin couldn't figure it out immediately, why did she keep him here?

She bit her lip, and suddenly raised her head to kiss his lips. Although in the dark, she couldn't see things clearly in the dark like before, but she still kissed the right place with incomparable precision.

Gong Shentuo was stunned for a moment, and then turned over to cover her body, his breathing became heavy in an instant, he put his arms around her waist, and kissed her back even harder, as if he lost control.

She really didn't know how he acted like a normal person even though he was so hard.

"Gong... Shentuo." She didn't plan to play with him for real, she couldn't be such a beast when she was injured, "Enough."

She didn't dare to struggle too hard, because she was afraid of touching his wound. Although he didn't take it seriously, she couldn't ignore it because of her injury.

"I'm sorry." A low voice with annoyance rang in her ears, which seemed extraordinarily ambiguous in such a night.

After all, Xia Jin sighed feeling powerless. She said she had no feelings for him now, but she still couldn't let go of all the past. She said she hated him, but she gradually couldn't hate him anymore.

"I'm sorry," he didn't get off her body, but still held her in this posture, whispering over and over again, "I'm sorry, Jin'er, I'm sorry."

She knew that he said sorry, not because he kissed her, but sorry for everything in the past.

The place where she thought she would never feel any more was still aching. She let him hold her, and even had the urge to hug him back.

"I don't blame you anymore," her voice was almost gentle. She was always cunning and charming, but she seldom got attached to gentleness. This kind of voice almost comforted him, "Boss, let yourself go, I really don't care I hate you."

"Don't hate me," he said with a self-deprecating smile, "so you don't love me either?"

It was obvious that she didn't love him, but he still couldn't help asking.

"But, Xia Jin, I love you, what should I do?"