Hao Chengsheng didn't take the medicine oil. "You wipe it for me."

Jiang Xinlu is ready to reply: think beautiful. On second thought, he hung his hand down, unscrewed the lid, poured the oil into his palm and said, "OK, I'll wipe it for you."

Hao Chengsheng was surprised by her sudden obedience, but she didn't think much about it. She took off her socks and showed her injured ankle. In fact, the sprain was not serious. It was a little red and swollen. Jiang Xinlu laughed at him before covering her hand.

Hao Chengsheng had a bad feeling. Sure enough, as soon as her hand went down, he cried out in pain, "take it easy, take it easy."

Jiang Xinlu is not willing to listen to such a good opportunity. It's a fool not to revenge. She really wants to maim him. He dares to do something to her.

Hao Chengsheng couldn't stand the pain. He clasped her wrist and said, "Jiang Xinlu, you've gone too far."

Jiang Xinlu sneered, "Mr. Hao, is it me or you who are too much?"

"It's revenge."

"Who let us have too many personal feuds?"

He said it again. She said it. Hao Chengsheng sighed, "forget it. I'll wipe it myself."

Jiang Xinlu ignored him and wiped his hands with a tissue. After wiping, he glanced at Hao Chengsheng. The man kneaded his head and feet and bowed his back. His tall figure shrank into a ball and looked a little pitiful.

Jiang Xinlu stood silently for a while and said, "I'm going back."

The man didn't say a word, just rubbed his feet.

Jiang Xinlu walks out slowly, stops in the yard, and looks back. Through the French window, the man turns his back to her and still kneads his feet. After a while, the man stands up with the coffee table and jumps to the kitchen. Jiang Xinlu's eyes follow his figure. Seeing him jump a few steps to rest, she sighs, Turn around and return to the house.

"What do you want to do?" She approached him.

The man saw her, not surprised, did not ask why she came back, pointed to the bathroom door, "go to the toilet."

Jiang Xinlu held his arm: "I'll take you to the door."

"Thank you."

"You're welcome."

Jiang Xinlu takes him to the bathroom door, turns around and goes into the kitchen. It's because of her that Hao Chengsheng's ankle sprained. When he rushes over to ask if she has something wrong, she can recognize the anxiety and concern in his voice.

Hao Chengsheng is a contradiction. He cares about her and hurts her. He is a gentleman and he is a villain. Sometimes she can't tell which one is the real one.

Just after washing the rice, she heard the door of the bathroom ring. She quickly went out and helped him to sit on the sofa. "I'm cooking. What would you like to eat at noon?"

He looked at her, hot eyes, just about to speak, was interrupted by her wave, "forget it, I'll do it myself." There's no good in his eyes.

She turned to the kitchen and heard the man laughing behind her.

Lunch is very simple, two meat and one vegetable, the man looked at the dishes on the table, frowned, "why no soup?"

"No soup habit."

"You should get used to it," he looked at her. "The nutrition is in the soup."

She ignored him, pulled back the chair and let him sit down. If you have something to eat, you can choose.

After dinner, Hao Chengsheng proposed to play some games. Jiang Xinlu glanced at his feet: "can you play like this?"

"Not with your feet?"

In fact, Jiang Xinlu wants to go, but it's not moral to leave such an inconvenient person behind. In order to pass the time, let's play for a while.

The time of playing the game passed quickly. When Jiang Xinlu felt tired, it was already four o'clock in the afternoon. She stretched and rubbed her astringent eyes, "no more playing."

The man said, "go upstairs and lie down."

"And you?"

"I'll stay here."

Jiang Xinlu didn't care about him. She went upstairs and went to sleep in the guest room. When she woke up, it was just getting dark. She was lying in bed and dozing off. There was silence all around. There was no sound. There was no light in the room. It was as if she was in an old and quiet castle.

Jiang Xinlu looked around upstairs and downstairs, but she didn't see Hao Chengsheng's shadow. She was a little strange, and went to the basement. Hao Chengsheng was there, sitting on the woolen carpet, with his back against the sofa and a cigarette between his fingers. He seemed to be in a daze. There was a small lamp in the corner, and the light was not very bright. He sat in the dark, and could not see his face clearly.

Jiang Xinlu walked over and said, "didn't you sleep?"

He looked up at her and patted his side: "sit down."

Jiang Xinlu did not know how to sit down obediently, "at night..."

The man suddenly turned back, the strong smell of cigarettes came, he blocked her mouth, arm around, put her in his arms deep kiss.

Jiang Xinlu is not on guard, and has no time to be on guard. He drives her in and pesters her. Her nose is full of the smell of tobacco.

He rubbed her very hard, as if to suck away her heart and lung. Jiang Xinlu was afraid and struggled hard, but the more he struggled, the tighter he hooped, which made her lips numb.

Dizzy sense of suffocation hit, she was unable to struggle, soft hands fell down, put on his legs.

He suddenly let go, the clear air came in, and Jiang Xinlu gasped like a dying fish.

The man gently hugged her in his arms and stroked her back. "Fool, I can't even breathe." he gently kisses her forehead and hair, which is totally different from the thirsty man just now.

Jiang Xinlu leaned on his shoulder and turned his mouth helplessly. It's always like this. Slap a sugar in the face.

She straightened up. "I'm going up." I shouldn't have come down. I blame her for delivering the goods to my door.

When she got upstairs, she was surprised to see several packing boxes on the dining table. She immediately looked around. Behind her, the man grabbed the armrest and came up. He also saw the packing boxes and said, "I have soup in the evening."

"Is that Duzi?" She asked“ What about people? "

"Probably gone."

She was a little angry. "What do you mean, I'll leave soon. I'll leave later."

"I didn't say I wouldn't let you go." The man sat down and told her, "get the bowl. I want soup."

Jiang Xinlu went to the kitchen and took out the dishes. She poured the dishes and ate them quickly. The man did not speak, scooped out a bowl of soup in front of her, "drink soup is allowed to go."

Without saying a word, Jiang Xinlu began to drink it. It was duck soup. It was delicious. She drank it all at once. She took out a tissue and wiped her mouth. "I'm gone."

"Wait a minute." The man stopped her. Jiang Xinlu thought he was going to go back on his word. He was just about to get angry. The man said, "it's not convenient to call a car here. You can drive back. The key is on the tea table."

She asked, "and you?"

"I have more than one car. You can go back in the yard."

Jiang Xinlu went to the living room, looked at the car key on the coffee table, hesitated, didn't take it, straight out of the door. I took his car and met again when I returned it. It's really unnecessary.

When Jiang Xinlu left, Hao Chengsheng kept staring at her. Seeing that she didn't take the car key, he was not surprised. He shook his head and said, "what a dog's temper."

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