Lu Bingchuan's gaze fell on the crumpled newspaper, his black eyes slightly cold.
He remembered the scene in the photo. He was busy evacuating the villagers that day and had no time to care about the wound that had just been bandaged being torn again.
Lin Jingwan found him with a medicine box and advised him to stop and take a nap, but he disagreed and got up and left.
I didn't expect that such a brief moment would be recorded in this newspaper.
Suddenly, a secret joy arose in my heart.
Jiang Ningyan's mood tonight had something to do with him, and had nothing to do with Shen Mo or any other messy men.
The person in his arms muttered softly, "The evidence is right in front of you. You have nothing to say, scumbag..."
Lu Bingchuan tightened his arms around her waist and leaned over to kiss her soft, fair cheek. "Don't be angry. I'll explain to you."
After a while of talking, he explained in detail what happened that day.
In the past, he didn't like to explain. What he had done was done, and what he hadn't done would never come true.
It was the first time he had so much patience.
Jiang Ningyan didn't know whether she understood or not. She stared at him with her hazy eyes for a while, then suddenly sniffed.
"So, you still sat with her..."
"Today we can sit together, tomorrow we can do it together. This is too much..."
Lu Bingchuan didn't understand the second sentence, but he knew without thinking that it was not a good thing.
He laughed angrily, lowered his head and bit her lips lightly, his voice low and unclear, "Don't you believe me?"
She usually said sweet words to me one after another, but when she was drunk she spoke the truth, and I realized that she never believed in me at all.
Jiang Ningyan turned her head to avoid his lips, buried her little face in his arms and rubbed it, her soft little hands wrapped around his waist.
A soft breath penetrated the fabric and spread across the muscular waist and abdomen. "When I save enough money, I will also find a little milk dog with such a good figure..."
In a daze, she seemed to have returned to her own world, and her only worry every day was how to spend the tens of millions of system rewards.
The soft body in his arms rubbed against him, making Lu Bingchuan's heart soften.
The sudden words "little puppy" successfully made his face gloomy again.
From Jiang Ningyan's tone, it is not difficult to guess what these words mean.
"No." He said in a firm tone and pulled the person out of his arms.
"If a puppy doesn't work, a wolfhound will work too. I haven't tried it anyway..."
Jiang Ningyan blinked her watery eyes, trying hard to see the man in front of her clearly.
But she drank too much fake wine and saw double in front of her eyes.
She stretched out a slender white finger and counted carefully, "One, two... eight..."
"I have eight men."
Lu Bingchuan's forehead jumped violently. He pinched her waist, turned her over and pressed her into the quilt, and slapped her on the buttocks with a palm that was neither light nor heavy.
"What nonsense."
Jiang Ningyan was very dissatisfied and twisted her waist to try to escape from his grasp. "I'm telling the truth. If you don't believe me, I'll count for you..."
After becoming fed up with the drunkard, Lu Bingchuan chose the simplest and most effective solution.
Just block his mouth.
The summer night breeze is very cool.
The atmosphere in the room became increasingly hot, like a burning flame that was growing stronger and stronger.
"Um..." Jiang Ningyan's cheeks flushed, a few tears rolled out of the corners of her wet eyes, and she accused with rapid breathing.
"You bully me."
"Yeah." Lu Bingchuan only gave her a few seconds to breathe. His dark eyes dimmed as he leaned forward again. "I'm bullying you."
It takes great self-control and patience to stop before the last step.
However, Jiang Ningyan didn't know how difficult it was, because she closed her eyes and fell into a very light sleep.
Lu Bingchuan hugged her in his arms and bent down to kiss her face.
The person in my arms has her eyes closed, her eyelashes are thick, and her lips are red and swollen from being kissed. She is obviously unconscious, but she is very attractive.
Just looking at her quietly, the empty space in his heart seemed to be filled with warmth.
It's just that she is more thoughtful and calculating, and he satisfies her.
It's just that she's a little fickle and doesn't know how to keep a distance from men. He keeps an eye on her and nibbles off those bad peach blossoms one by one.
As long as she stayed by his side obediently, he felt that there was nothing he could not tolerate.
…
The next day.
When Jiang Ningyan woke up, warm sunlight was shining through the window.
She moved her body, but felt something was wrong. It felt sore and soft, as if it was not her own.
Gradually regaining consciousness, she sat up in bed with a start.
Is she possessed by a ghost? Why are there so many memories in her head that don't belong to her?
She cried to Lu Bingchuan, saying that she was jealous of Lin Jingwan. In order to appease her, Lu Bingchuan also promised to keep his distance from any woman?
Although this is what a vicious female supporting character would do, what if Lu Bingchuan really gives up the idea of relating to Lin Jingwan?
If the stud male protagonist turns into a bachelor male protagonist, doesn’t that mean the mission is doomed?
When her mind was in a mess, Jiang Ningyan thought of a more serious problem -
I'm going to be late for work.
The working woman's blood suddenly awakened. She jumped out of bed, put on some clothes and rushed out.
The door suddenly opened and she fell into a strong embrace.
"It hurts." Her tears welled up and she complained delicately, covering her nose.
Lu Bingchuan lifted her chin and saw that there were no injuries. His sullen expression improved a little.
"Where are you going in such a hurry?"
"Go to work! I'm almost late!"
Jiang Ningyan was thinking about her fifty-yuan attendance bonus and wanted to go out, but the door was closed by a big hand.
"I'm taking a day off today, so you don't have to go."
Jiang Ningyan was stunned, "Why don't I remember?"
"I'm treating you." Lu Bingchuan lowered his eyes, his voice slightly lowered, "Otherwise, would you still want to go out dressed like this?"
Jiang Ningyan lowered her head following his gaze, her face flushing red, and raised her hand to block it, "You are not allowed to look!"
Lu Bingchuan raised his eyebrows, turned around as he was told, and faced the window.
After a while, he spoke, "Why didn't you tell me about Su Pianran yesterday?"
Jiang Ningyan fastened the last button of her shirt, looking a little bewildered. "Hasn't she been taken away by the police?"
After all, she was the daughter of Lu Bingchuan's benefactor, so she didn't intend to ask about what happened next.
Lu Bingchuan pursed his lips and asked, "Don't you plan to let me help you vent your anger?"
Jiang Ningyan shook her head, "Anyway, nothing happened to me."
Lu Bingchuan raised his eyebrows and said in a cold voice, "If you are angry, just speak up. No one can bully you except me."
No matter who the other party is, he will not show mercy.
Jiang Ningyan pondered for a few seconds and felt that what he said was wrong, so she corrected him, "No, you can't bully me either."
Lu Bingchuan didn't argue with her, but just glanced at her lightly, with a dark color surging in his black eyes.
Jiang Ningyan instantly thought of last night, her face flushed with pink, and she moved closer to him, speaking in a flattering tone.
"Brother Chuan, let's discuss something."
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