"No," Jian Qing interrupted her, "This is not your fault, it is my problem."
He Yiru didn't argue with him.
He was a gentleman, and of course he wouldn't hate her face for not being a virgin.
But the more he blamed himself, the less she felt she deserved mercy.
She didn't answer, she stood up silently, went into the kitchen, and poured out a bowl of steaming bone soup, which was white and fragrant.
She handed it to Jian Qing, who was still immersed in annoyance, and said, "Qing, please take a sip of the soup while it's hot."
Jian Qing raised her face from her hands and saw the porcelain bowl in her hands, "Thank you."
He Yiru lowered his eyes, retracted his hands, and turned back to the kitchen.
This "thank you" made her feel the calmness and alienation of his return.
Well, she could be that humble existence again, watching him silently from a corner where he wouldn't notice.
Don't stir up trouble, don't make trouble for others.
Even if she is running away, running away from him, running away from herself, and running away from another person.
He Yiru turned around and looked at the man sitting on the sofa in the living room through the layers of fresh air through the edge of the door wall.
He picked up the blue and white porcelain bowl on the table and drank lightly in the hot air.
Jian Qing, it would be great if I met you earlier.
She reached out and rubbed the pearl necklace at her collarbone, and lowered her eyes.
Jian Qing's thin bangs on her forehead cast a shadow on the porcelain bowl, and her eyes were complex.
Unexpectedly, this companionship ended hastily because of his own fault.
When Lin Susha appears next time, he must solve this problem for her.
Otherwise, he will not be able to face Yiru's silent efforts these days, let alone the relationship between them.
Before he could bring her a guaranteed marriage, he would never allow himself to harm her on impulse.
Jian Qing's fingers clasped tightly at the hot outer wall of the porcelain bowl, suddenly showing a hint of determination.
When Jian Qing went out again, He Yiru put away the porcelain bowl that was still warm from his fingertips, returned to the bedroom, and walked into the bathroom.
In front of the bed, a pair of black leather pants wrapped around her slender and straight legs was swung in.
Lin Susha kicked the tree trunk outside the window, held the window frame with both hands and rolled over.
"Qingqing" a clear and charming cry spread as she took a series of crisp steps on the clean floor of the room.
The room is simple and plain, the floors and cabinets are all solid wood in natural colors, and the walls and beds are all pure white.
Their Qingqing's style is like this, and she likes him to be spotless, just like her.
Listening to the sound of Linlin sprinkling water in the bathroom, Lin Susha raised a proud smile, smiling brightly.
She naturally untied the cloak tied at the collar and threw it on the bed, revealing her sexy red tight leather tube top and black leather pants, revealing her beautiful lines.
She crossed her legs and lay on the bed, looking at her newly done red nails. , waiting for Jian Qing to come out and give him a surprise.
The sound of water stopped and the bathroom door opened.
Lin Susha lazily turned over on the bed, supporting her head with one hand.
Her extremely charming curves showed a different kind of grace under the light.
He Yiru walked out of the bathroom wrapped in a white nightgown.
Suddenly she saw a slender beauty snake entwined on the bed in the light.
She was so frightened that she covered her chest and took a breath of cold air.
She held it in her chest and only left a sound.
The puffs made a sound in the air
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