His Surprised Love

He sat in the living room and saw that she was wearing wet hair. He was not used to it. He immediately put her on the chair and gave her a hairdryer. The old aunt was flattered and sat still.

"Why did you come back so early?"

That would like to accompany you almost blurted out, Lu Nancheng for a sentence: "not much."

"Well, when shall we go back?"

"In a hurry to go back?"

"Well, I'm fine here."

In fact, Chen Xiao asked her to go back as soon as possible. There was something important.

"We can go back the day after tomorrow."

"Is Ikeno coming with us, too?"

"No, he'll stay and arrange things for us in a few days."

"That's good."

It's much safer not to walk with Ikeno. She doesn't have to deal with two people at the same time. Her little head is too busy.

"Are you afraid of him?"

"Are you kidding? Would I be afraid of him? "

"Well, he just looked at the murderer."

"Does he have a strong network?"

"What do you want?"

Song Jin is distressed. The evidence of Su Yirou's murder hasn't been found yet. She hasn't got a clue for several months. Is the person she's looking for wrong?

Lu Nancheng's strength she knows, since dare not look for him, just pool wild, seem also can't look for.

"I can do what Ikeno can do," she said, pulling her head

The implication is that he doesn't have to ask other people for help, but Song Jin knows, but she doesn't dare to.

"Well, thank you. I'll ask for your help next time."

"Well."

Lu Nancheng quickly blow dry her hair, Song Jin feel seven dry hair sitting on one side, then the phone went to the balcony.

The other party was hit by her own car. She just needed to give money. After receiving the card number, she immediately called the money.

After finishing everything, Lu Nancheng called a meal to her room. She ate a lot outside in the afternoon, but now she has no appetite.

"You eat, I'll lie down."

She turned and went into the bedroom, but did not sleep. Instead, she went to the private detective and asked about the Qin family.

How's your case going? 】No doubt you will lose. 】

[so sure? 】

[fart, Qin Yanran is still in custody, full of black history. 】

[how long will you be sentenced? 】

[I don't know, it depends on the court. 】

Dong Kai immediately collected his mobile phone and continued to drive with him. Recently, Su Yirou didn't know what she was doing. She went out almost every day, and even ran several places a day to meet several waves of people. He was exhausted.

As soon as Song Jin finished deleting her SMS, Lu Nancheng suddenly pushed the door in. She immediately put her mobile phone under her pillow, slipped into the quilt and began to lie down.

"Tired?"

She "Er" sound, the body does not move, pretends to lie dead.

But the next second obviously felt him sitting on the edge of the bed, the bed slightly subsided.

Lu Nancheng looks at her small head out of the quilt. Her hand suddenly reaches into the quilt and grabs her calf accurately. Song Jin is surprised and almost sits up.

"Don't be nervous. Lie down."

He pressed her down, slightly lifted some quilts, exposed his two legs, laid them on his legs, and gently pinched them for her.

The strength of his ten fingers is just right. It's not light or heavy. It's just right. The warm fingertips brush her slightly cold legs. Song Jin's happy eyebrows are relaxed and her heart is full.

In the afternoon, she was riding a bike. Her legs were really sore. She didn't get better when she came back to the hot spring. Now she was pinched by him, and she was so comfortable.

She looked at Lu Nancheng Junyi's side face, even if there was not much facial expression, it did not damage his face.

I didn't expect that he had so many routines, such as blowing hair and pinching feet. How could he not make her fall.

She slightly moved body, more of the leg stretch past: "thigh also pinch."

"Well."

His ten fingers along the leg all the way up, pinched in the thigh, about the thigh is more sensitive, there was a trace of itching, she couldn't help laughing.

"Itch?"

"Well, take it easy."

"It itches here?"

Lu Nancheng's fingers deliberately poke her itchy spots. Song Jin lies on the bed and giggles, kicking off her quilt.

His palm is her soft skin, tender and smooth, do not want to move, a little closer, can smell the fragrance of her body, like a faint rose.

Song Jin is on the verge of rolling and giggling. She doesn't find anyone close at all. When her laughter stops, he is in a very dangerous distance.

Lu Nancheng's magnified handsome face is right in front of her. Her eyes are full of her coquettish appearance. Her black hair is like a waterfall, and her messy pillow is behind her head. It doesn't hurt her face at all.And her big eyes are watching him warily, he directly raised his hand to cover, is not to let her see.

His lips slowly fell on her chin, side face and nose, moving a little bit.

"Well, Lu Nancheng, you..."

"Shh."

"You go away."

"Xiao Jin, let me show you something."

"What do you think when you cover my eyes?"

As soon as Lu Nancheng let go, her big eyes were full of panic. She immediately rolled away from him, and even more vigorously escaped.

He wanted to reach out and grasp, but she rolled too fast, too hard, only caught the edge of the clothes, watched her "bang" fall.

Song Jin did not expect that this would be the end, she rushed out of bed, straight hit on the floor, suddenly pain bared his teeth, finished, she seems to fracture.

"What's the result, doctor?"

"It didn't hurt the bone, but it hurt the soft tissue. It's better not to lift heavy things with your hands after you go home and have a good rest for a period of time."

"Yes, I understand."

Song Jin's arm is soft lying on the side of her body. It seems to be broken, but she knows it's not broken. It's just that the pain is severe and the soft tissue is injured.

She bowed her head and walked out of the doctor's office. Lu Nancheng was sorry to follow her and took her other hand.

"I'm sorry."

"It's not your fault."

"I shouldn't have..."

He didn't say the following words, but Lu Nancheng felt that there was nothing wrong with him. They were husband and wife. After experiencing such a thing, it was normal to applaud. He just underestimated her resistance, and his eyes darkened.

"Don't worry, not next time."

He rubbed her hair and slowly breathed out a breath. Song Jin looked up at him with serious eyes: "it's my problem. It won't happen next time. I will be responsible for you."

“……”

Lu Nancheng felt that they were not in the same tune, but he also understood that she was open to accept herself. He would never miss such a good opportunity. After leaving the hospital, he even put the windbreaker coat on her and wrapped her tightly.

Song Jin turns back, he is wearing a thin shirt standing in the night, the cold wind poured into his shirt, blowing the sleeves slightly up, he must be very cold, but still protect her.

This is probably love. He shows her his heart, but she is worried and evasive. When did he become so tangled? It's just a love affair, not for eternity, just for once.

Let's talk about the future. It's better to enjoy the present.