Sweetheart,Don't run away

After lunch, Aimeng goes back to Jinghao's villa. In fact, she wants to say that she doesn't want to live here. She wants to return to the normal life and live in xiaolejia. However, in the face of Jinghao's all kinds of questions, she has no way to say these words.

I always think that would be cruel. But if she has been like this all the time, she doesn't even know if her life is interesting. Living here is no different from living in Mo Yanke's former villa. She just changed a gold owner and seems to be wrapped in a parasite life.

"Are you tired? If you're tired, take a nap first." In the face of Aimeng, Jinghao is patient enough. If it's someone else, he will never be like this, just because Aimeng is the first person he wants to cherish, just because he's in love with her.

"Well, I'll go up and sleep first." Aimeng didn't refuse, but turned and went upstairs. Since last time, when she came back to this room this time, Aimeng would still feel a sense of fear. Although the bed in the room had been replaced, even the curtains had been replaced, and lilies were placed in the room, with a faint fragrance.

Jinghao should be afraid that she would touch the scene and make love, so she replaced most of the things. She could feel the man's intention, but she couldn't really trust everything in her heart to accept another person. She knew that she would be doomed, but she was still stubborn.

She didn't really sleep. She just sat on the sofa beside the bed, lost in thought.

The city always felt disgusting to her. But she will not do stupid things, a suicide has let her unforgettable, wrist wound is not deep, but it is a scar, light, some ugly.

When Jinghao enters the room, Aimeng leans on the sofa and falls asleep. Curling up, it seems like an abandoned dog, which makes people feel pity.

This girl always makes people want to protect themselves. A few days ago, my mother also asked when I would take Aimeng to the house to have a look.

He just light smile, said a few days, wait.

He walked over, took the blanket and covered it gently. Aimeng suddenly woke up and said sleepily, "you."

"I think you're asleep. I'm afraid you're freezing. I'll cover you with a blanket. You can go back to bed. It's uncomfortable here."

"It's OK. I'm just a little tired. I want to have a rest. Aren't you busy this afternoon?"

"Well, I'm not busy. I'll stay with you."

Men are always impulsive in this aspect, and Jing Hao is a normal man. He will have impulse and desire for Aimeng. That's for sure. He lowers his head slightly and sees the beautiful red lips in front of him. But Aimeng suddenly pushes him away in a panic. Then stand up and get away.

Jinghao also felt his gaffe, "I'm sorry, I'm sorry."

"It's OK. I'm tired. I want to sleep."

"Then I'll go out first."

"Well, good." Until the door is closed, Aimeng covers her heart and finds out how thrilling the scene is. She admits that it's actually her fault. She promised Jinghao that she should know that there will be such a day, but she can't accept the physical contact from other men.

No matter how good Jing Hao is to her, she still can't accept it.

It was just a kiss, but she was scared.

She felt that she must be ill.

Jinghao went out, but also a face of regret, he shouldn't be so anxious, he knows that Aimeng's mood is still some bad, and in the morning when he was discharged, he met Mo Yanke. And there are other women standing by.

He shakes his head and goes into the study. Fearing that Jing Hao will come in again, AI Mengsheng locks the door and finally falls asleep. When I woke up, I found that it was already a little dark.

It's five o'clock, and I've been sleeping for more than four hours. I got up and went downstairs, but I smelled the smell in the kitchen.

When I went in again, I saw that Jing Hao was cooking in his apron. There are two dishes on the table, which seem to be her favorite. They are not greasy, but they are nutritious.

"Are you cooking?"

"you wake up. Did you sleep well? I'll fry this shrimp and have a meal. " Jinghao turns around and smiles at Aimeng.

"Can I help you then?"

"No, just go and sit for a while, just a few minutes."

Aimeng just nodded. In fact, she didn't know what to help. Looking at the way he wears an apron, he is still very handsome. Sometimes I wonder why I first met Mo Yanke instead of him.

Now think about what Mo Yanke has to do. He won't cook for him in the kitchen with an apron. He will only yell at her and threaten her at the beginning. He can even pinch her by the neck.

But Jinghao is always very gentle to her. She doesn't care about his career and whether he really kills countless people, but those have nothing to do with her. She only knows that he is always patient and gentle when facing her.It's said that people are different from each other. It's true.

But she just has a bad eye.

"Well, it's time for dinner. You eat it first. I'll get the soup out. I asked the doctor. It's good for your health to eat the Chinese yam spare ribs soup. I'm afraid you're tired of chicken soup every day. I'll change your taste."

"Ha ha, you're ready. Come and have dinner. The food will be cold later. "

Looking at the three dishes and one soup, almost all of them are her favorite, which are good for her health. Fried shrimps with celery, Chinese yam spareribs soup, braised pork and baby food. A few weeks ago, it was her job to try to change the dishes for Mo Yanke every day, but now it has changed. But the man who cooked for her is not Mo Yanke.

"I don't know your taste, and I don't know if it's delicious."

"I think it's delicious. These are my favorite foods. You should eat them as soon as possible." Aimeng ate a piece of braised meat with a smile. I don't know if Jinghao knows that she doesn't like fat meat. Half of the braised meat is lean meat, and the other half is fat meat. In this way, she won't get rid of the fat meat.

Sometimes I think this man is really careful.

"If you like it, eat more and drink more of this yam spareribs soup. I stewed it for several hours and this noon. Sorry, I won't do that in the future. I won't force you. I'll give you time. If you don't want to, I won't force you."

AI Meng laughed, "well, it's OK. It's all over. Let's eat. The food is really delicious. The braised meat tastes good, and the shrimp and ribs soup are also delicious. " I can't help praising. I didn't expect that Jinghao's craftsmanship was so good. I didn't expect that.