Chapter 122

He prepared a toothbrush for her, squeezed the toothpaste, and then put the cup containing warm water on her hand.

Ling Yiran blushed, almost not even knowing how to finish brushing his teeth. What surrounds him was his breath.

He pulled another towel and wet the towel under the warm water from the faucet.

"I can do it myself..." Ling Yiran bit her lip.

"I'm going to do these things, isn't it more convenient?" he said.

But the problem is... so close! She was trapped in his arms, and his arms crossed the sides of her body, wet the towel in front of her eyes, and then stirred...

Ling Yiran couldn't help but raise her eyes and looked at the mirror in front of her.

She always knew that A Jin was beautiful, but at this moment, A Jin did not have the thick bangs covering her forehead. She was wearing a suit and ties, and her whole body was filled with nobleness, just like a high and unsurpassable existence.

Why didn't she see it before? Thinking about it, even Lianyi thought that he could not be a homeless man, but she still thought that he and she were the same type of people and wanted to keep him by her side.

Is it because...are you too afraid of loneliness?

But in fact, he is not a homeless man, but his identity is extraordinary.

She could see that his clothes were valuable, and the doctor and nurse were extremely respectful when they looked at him.

"What are you thinking about?" His voice suddenly interrupted her trance.

She suddenly came to her senses and saw that at this moment, his gaze was staring straight at her in the mirror. The two of them met in the mirror, and Ling was shocked all over, as if at this moment, she was completely bound by his gaze.

"Sister, your face is so red." He murmured, leaned down slightly, put his lips closer to her face, and breathed warmly, spraying on her cheeks and neck, bringing a numb and itchy feeling.

Suddenly, her face turned redder.

"Why...you still call me sister?" She tried hard to turn her eyes away, let herself lower her eyes, and stop looking into the mirror.

"Don't you like me to call you sister?" he asked softly.

"You are obviously not a homeless person... you don't need to call me sister." She murmured.

He was silent, and the air was filled with an indescribable suffocation.

In the bathroom, there is only the water flow from the faucet, and it is still making "hurrying" sounds.

"Did you blame me for lied to you?" After a while, he spoke.

Ling still couldn't say what she felt about him. She hated others' deception the most, especially because he had deceived her for such a long time.

But the time I was with him was so beautiful, the beauty was like a dream, and he saved her. If it weren't for him, then maybe it would be another hell for her.

Taking a deep breath, Ling Yiran raised his eyes and looked at him in the mirror again, "A Jin, I don't blame you." But she also knew that from now on, he would not be her younger brother, he and she were people from two worlds.

Yi Jinli's brows frowned slightly. He clearly heard her say that he didn't blame him and should be happy, but her eyes made him feel uneasy.

It was as if she was separating him.

He doesn't like this feeling.
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