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In a narrow bathroom, the light is slightly dim.

Lu Lin propped his feet apart and bowed down while supporting the water platform. The hot water hit his scalp, very comfortable.

Jiang Yan put a small amount of water to wet his hair. His upper body is naked, his back is wheat-colored skin tight, and his muscle contours are smooth.

There are traces of bullets on his back, a glorious touch of his career, Jiang Yan's wet hand stroked the hideous scar on his back.

"When did you make it?"

"Two years ago, an anti-drug operation."

She condensed her eyebrows: "How blood is flowing?"

"Nonsense, give you a try."

Seeing Jiang Yan's silence, Lu Lin grabbed her hand: "I only know that it hurts now, it's too late."

"I don't feel distressed." Jiang Yan sniffed and poured hot water on his head with her palms spread out to wet his burr hair.

Men's hair seems to be harder than women by nature, so it is very comfortable to massage the palms with intensive hard touch.

Jiang Yan squeezed the shampoo in her hand, rubbed it evenly on his hair, and massaged his scalp.

"Does it hurt?"

"You are like a cat, so what hurts?"

"I said the one on my back hurts?"

"..." Lu Lin pursed his lips, and said in a deep voice, "I haven't felt it for a long time."

Jiang Yan increased her strength and held her scalp for him, very comfortable.

"Have you cut your nails?" Lu Lin asked.

"The nails were a bit long before."

"Pity."

"What a pity."

"Your nails are pretty good-looking."

While he was undressing, Jiang Yan secretly cut off her fancy fingernails, and now the edges of the nails are close to the flesh of the fingertips, and it will be very comfortable to hold the scalp.

Jiang Yan did not answer his words, and started massaging his scalp with the right intensity. She used to go to the hair salon to wash her hair. She paid attention to the **** of the shampoo girl. She learned everything quickly.

"If you are unemployed, you can consider..."

"Stop it."

Jiang Yan patted the back of his head, and the white foam flew around.

"It started to damage when it was still in my hand, so I won't wash it for you."

"Don't, I was wrong, you press it again, it's very comfortable."

Lu Rin was very talkative today, maybe the warm mist steamed his heart hot.

Jiang Yan felt at ease, massaged him patiently for a while, and then drew hot water to rinse the foam stars on his hair.

Lu Lin put on a bath towel and wiped his hair. After coming out of the bathroom, Jiang Yan had already prepared a hair dryer: "Come and I will blow it for you."

"Oh, full service." Lu Lin sat down in front of her.

The rumbling hair dryer rang in my ears, and the hot wind blew over at a certain distance, not hot.

She was blowing his hair while holding his head.

Lu Lin looked up and saw her downcast gaze, very soft, she could not hide her sharp edge in front of others, and only Lu Lin knew how gentle and beautiful this woman was.

Her breath patted his forehead with a gust of fragrance. Right in front is her tall chest, she is wearing a knitted light-colored close-fitting sweater, and the outline of the chest just highlights.

His Adam's apple rolled slightly.

Jiang Yan bends forward unintentionally, her chest touches the tip of his nose, and she grazes.

The bodies of two people stimulate the spirit at the same time.

Lu Lin had a huge reaction, and almost fell off his chair. He stood up and backed away and said, "No, no more."

Fled back to the room.

Jiang Yan put away the hair dryer and chuckled lightly.

When she finished washing and taking care of her skin, Lu Lin was laying a sofa for herself when she returned to the room.

He and her slept in the same bed last night. He was just half of the night and he was very uncomfortable. Tonight, he should keep a safe distance from her when he says anything.

Jiang Yan sat on the bed and watched him busy. She remained silent. After he had done all this, she said, "Brother Lu Lu hasn't forgiven me yet?"

"What are you referring to?" Lu Lin turned around, "Farewell without saying goodbye, it's my brother's business."

"Both."

Finally speaking about this topic, Lu Lin took a deep breath, sat down on the sofa, and looked face to face with her.

"As for Xiaozhe, you stick to your principles and bottom line."

"But he is your relative." Jiang Yan lowered her eyes and looked at her feet: "Your brother should also be my brother. I should do my best to protect him, not..."

She couldn't go on.

"It's all over." Lu Lin said: "I'm angry, but you leave me. No matter what happens, we should face it together."

"Your mother hates me."

"But I love you."

The air suddenly solidified.

Jiang Yan raised her head suddenly, his eyebrows were gentle, and his eyes fell away.

With a "click", he reached out and turned off the light button on the wall.

Surrounded by deep darkness.

"The thing you left, don't think it will be so easy." Lu Lin continued in the dark night: "You said it yourself, you will work hard, so suddenly you played with me and you didn't answer text messages. This is your hard work. ?"

"I'm sorry." Jiang Yan said aggrieved: "Your mother has murdered me, and my heart is upset."

"She murdered you, you just ignore her, but I haven't murdered you."

"Sorry."

"Sleep."

"it is good."

Jiang Yan got into bed, and after her eyes adjusted to the dimness of the room, the outline of the room around her gradually became clear.

With a "creak" of the wooden sofa, Lu Rin fell asleep and covered his body with a thin sheet. He lay flat and stopped moving.

The breath of the two people was particularly clear in the silent room, intertwined with each other.

Twenty minutes later, Jiang Yan suddenly called out softly, "Brother Lu Lu?"

He breathed well and did not answer, he should have fallen asleep deeply.

Jiang Yan got up from the bed, stepped on her slippers and gently walked to him, squatting down.

Moonlight shone lightly on his Yingting face through the window.

She pulled her long hair like water behind her ears, leaned over, and gently kissed his lips.

His lips are dry and soft.

She didn't dare to move too much, so she could only hold him gently like this, and her long-term thoughts poured out like waves at this moment. She closed her eyes and her eyelashes trembled slightly.

"I love you too." she said.

The next day, Jiang Yan took Yun Cai and Wang Huaichun and the others to Sun Hong's house.

The grandmother at home was full of wrinkles and moved slowly. Sun Hong leaned close to her ear and said loudly that these were reporters from the city. If he wanted to interview him, he could also be on TV.

Grandma smiled with only one front tooth, wrinkled on her face: "It's good to be on TV, it's good to be on TV."

The grandfather of the family was quite tough. He brought a few small chairs into the yard and took out a few oranges to entertain the guests: "The room is narrow, so I won't invite everyone in."

Wang Huaichun was carrying a camera and was photographing the surroundings of the house: "It doesn't matter, the sun outside is big and the light is good."

After a while, the camera was pointed at Grandpa, who smiled shyly, at a loss: "What should I say?"

"My folks, don't be nervous, everyone is just like sitting and chatting together, you can just say anything."

Jiang Yan took the microphone and sat in front of him: "Talk about your child's parents."

"His dad is not a good thing. When the child was six years old, he went to work in the city and got into a bad ailment and lost his life. Later, the child's mother also entered the city and remarried, and now she is a mother for someone else. , I haven't come back to see the baby in years."

"Where is the source of life at home?"

"Her mother still has to send living expenses on time every month. Not much. I and his milk are still on subsistence allowances. The most worrying thing is that when we both go there, the child will have no money."

...

When I interviewed Sun Hong, he didn’t show any special emotions towards his mother. He just said that when I grow up, he will go to the city to mix in the city. He must show his personality and show people who look down on me. My grandson Hong is not easy to bully either.

Jiang Yan asked him softly, "What does it mean to be out of human form?"

Sun Hong's tender face was flushed, his eyes were firm, and he said firmly, "Make a lot of money, stand firm in the city, let others be afraid of me and dare not bully me!"

Jiang Yan asked again: "What are you relying on to gain a foothold in the city?"

Sun Hong compared his hands: "I have great strength and can endure hardship!"

...

After the interview, Grandpa wanted to kill the chickens to entertain the guests. Jiang Yan couldn't bear to entertain them with the few chickens that hadn't grown up in the family, so she said: "No, father, we still have tasks behind, so we can't stay longer. That's very kind of you."

Grandpa didn’t want to stay, so he asked Sun Hong to go to the house to get potatoes and spring bamboo shoots. They wanted to give them to Jiang Yan. But Jiang Yan had no choice but to pick up the heavy linen pockets Sun Hong had sent, and winked at Wang Huaichun. Let him use the opportunity of going to the toilet to secretly leave two hundred yuan in the house.

Two days later, at school, Sun Hong found Jiang Yan. She was interviewing the first girl in the school and was about to pack her things and leave. Sun Hong mysteriously called her to an empty corner.

"You left two hundred dollars in our house?"

"Huh?" Jiang Yan pretended to be garlic: "Is there anything like this?"

Sun Hong insisted: "I know it's you."

"It's just the money for those bags of spring bamboo shoots and potatoes."

"That's too much." He was calculating.

"Not too much. Such fresh spring bamboo shoots are hard to eat in the city." Jiang Yan smiled indifferently: "As much as you pay, you will gain more. The world is actually quite fair."

Sun Hong lowered his eyes and thought for a while, and said, "If you have no merit, let me tell you a secret."

Jiang Yan raised her eyebrows: "Okay."

Sun Hong leaned close to Jiang Yan's ear and told her something softly.

A few days later, in the principal's office, Duan Nan was sitting on the soft leather sofa by the wall, touching the black leather sofa with his fingers.

"Leather?"

The principal fidgeted and smiled: "I asked a friend to buy it."

Duan Nan nodded: "I have invested a lot in the school back and forth. I have never asked about financial matters. I also believe in Lao Qin's character."

Principal Qin wiped the sweat beads on his forehead, and replied repeatedly: "Yes, yes." He turned his gaze to the two men standing next to Duan Nan: "These two, look at each other."

"They are the financial staff of our company."

"Oh…"

"Come and review the school's accounting issues." Duan Nan stood up, walked to the opposite side of the desk, and looked at President Qin: "In routine business, money is impossible to waste. Where and how much is used, my investment People, I still have to be a bit more accurate in my heart. When the reporter really wants to interview me, I have to say it, right?"