Fallen by the Pillow: The Five Years of Being Occupied

Cancan exclaimed, and Lin Jiyue was also taken aback, stopped the movements of her hands, and turned around slowly.

Zhuang Licheng was leaning against the cabin, the sun slantingly hit his face, and his deep and delicate facial features looked more three-dimensional.

He looked at himself with that suspicious look again, and he still looked at him intently.

The two remained silent, neither of them opened their mouths to speak, and Cancan stood aside, daring not to make a sound.

"Brother!"

Finally, it was Lin Jiyue who spoke first!

Zhuang Licheng frowned slightly, and said coldly, "Damn it, who is your big brother?"

"Master."

"Go down!"

Zhuang Licheng gave Cancan a vicious look, his expression changed, and he trotted away.

"If you want to be my sister Zhuang Licheng, you are not qualified yet!"

Seeing that she was silent, Zhuang Licheng said another word coldly.

Lin Jiyue felt that the circles of her eyes were wet all of a sudden, and she quickly lowered her head.

Seeing that she not only ignored her words, but even lowered her head, does she hate herself so much?Don't even want to take a second look?

Suddenly, a nameless anger rose in Zhuang Licheng's heart, and he walked slowly towards her, walked in front of Lin Jiyue, and squeezed her jaw.

With an effort, he raised her face and forced her to face himself.

Touching the warm tears in the corner of her eyes, he panicked all of a sudden.

"Damn, why are you crying, I bullied you?"

For some reason, when he saw her crying, he actually felt a little distressed.

Lin Jiyue stared at him blankly, then suddenly plunged into his arms and hugged him tightly.

"Woooooo, I don't want you to be my brother, and I don't want to be your sister, I don't want it, I don't want it..."

what to do?At this moment, she doesn't want any scruples or taboos anymore. She misses his embrace so much, wants to cry in his arms, misses his tenderness, his domineering, his His love, everything about him.

I know I can't do this, I know I can't sink like this, but what should I do?

She can't control her heart, the man she loves is standing in front of her, she can touch it with her hand, she doesn't want to suppress herself... at this moment, let her enjoy it His warm embrace... Really, I miss it so much, I miss it so much...

"Damn, uh...you hit my wound."

Zhuang Licheng snorted, looking at the crying little man in his arms, he actually had the urge to comfort her.

What's the matter, don't you always hate women's touch the most?But why, he didn't even think about pushing her away, seeing her crying so sadly, he still felt distressed.It's just that this woman is too much...

Snot and tears, don't know if he has a cleanliness?And his wound is still recovering, she threw herself into his arms so hard, and hugged him so hard.

A burst of wetness came from her chest, Zhuang Licheng couldn't help stretching out his hand, and gently pressed her head.

Lin Jiyue froze, raised her tear-stained face, "Cheng..."

Muttering softly, a faint smile appeared on her face.

Zhuang Licheng stared at the hand that had been extended to her head in astonishment, and his eyes widened.