Mr General doted on his sweet wife

She clearly knew that she was so small and weak, but at this moment, she was willing to take care of him and encourage him.

She was so used to it as if she had done the same thing

Compared with Shen Jingyu, he Ning is far from him in strength, power and psychology.

But what's amazing is that her simple action and kiss make Shen Jingyu relax.

Also let him a cavity complex mood, gradually eliminate, Shen Jingyu calm down.

The mood of his eyes, a silk to fade, eyes fell on the lips of he Ning, found that he had bitten out a trace on it.

Her skin was as white as snow. This mark was so red that it hurt his eyes.

He painfully raised his hand, wanted to rub the scar for her, clearly he protected her like that, loved her, but made such a scar, really damned!

He raised his hand and Henning subconsciously avoided.

Shen Jingyu painfully realized that her emotions just now frightened her.

The tone of his voice was softer, but it was a little stiff because he was less soft to anyone: "does it hurt?"

He Ning was asked by him, wronged eyes turned red, a layer of water mist rose, pearl like tears, like broken beads, big big big to fall down.

This time, Shen Jingyu was more distressed. He held her in his arms and rubbed the bloodstained part of his mouth with his fingers, and gently rubbed it.

He Ning shook his head, struggling, not resistance, but his just did not understand, let her now only feel aggrieved, just like that to her, now want to make up, she is not a child, just not so easy to coax!

"All right." Shen Jingyu's forceful arm circled her into his arms, and his chin was on top of her head.

He Ning's tears still keep falling, falling on the back of his hand, some warm, some cool.

She's like an aggrieved kitten, huddled up in a rage, don't interact with him.

"Tell me about your friends." Shen Jingyu was soft again and again, changing the topic.

Just now, he was a little rough. Seeing he Ning like this, he didn't know what to do.

In his lifetime, he only wanted to see her laugh. If she frowned, he would like to use his body for work, let alone see her cry?

Hearing him mention Ye Shu, he Ning quickly put away her tears and said, "she is my elder sister..."

She told Shen Jingyu what she had just recalled.

"And then, it was like that, so she gave me a kiss." He Ning said, looking at his deep black eyes, "she doesn't mean anything else, we're just joking..."

"You mean there's a senior to tell you?" But Shen Jingyu grasped the other meanings in her words.

"Many years ago, I don't even remember what he looked like." He Ning said in a hurry.

His vinegar is too wide, isn't it?

Things hundreds of years ago, people who can't fight with eight poles would have forgotten these things if ye Shu hadn't appeared this time.

She secretly looked at him and whispered, "these are people who have nothing to do with me. Even if you want to find the senior student now, you can't find it."

The mood in Shen Jingyu's eyes calmed down and realized that he had eaten too much vinegar.

He looked more stable and called Qiao Hai in the front seat: "Qiao Hai, drive home!"