Author: Ding Mo

Li Weiyi was taken upstairs by Zhang Jingchan. He was silent all the way. Li Weiyi looked quietly, his eyebrows were flat and his expression was quiet. He could not see any emotional fluctuations at all, just like an ordinary day, holding hands and going home.

So Li Weiyi lowered her head and said nothing. What happened in this day was too big, and she didn't know what to say to him.

After entering the room, Zhang Jingchan let go of her hand and said, "A few hours left, you can rest well and pass the tunnel tonight."

Li Weiyi: "Did you see who that person is?" She remembered the gas station surveillance they saw in the last life and the car accident perpetrator they photographed was today.

Zhang Jingchan changed into slippers, took off his coat and threw it on the sofa, and replied: "I saw it, it's Cheng Chuan."

Li Weiyi sighed: "It's him."

Zhang Jingchan sat down on the sofa, put his arms on the handrail, leaned his head back, and slowly breathed. He looked very tired, but his black eyes kept staring at her.

Li Weiyi was so nervous that he was staring at him. He was like this every time, and he didn't know why. She said, "I'll take a shower and change my clothes."

"Go."

She turned around and wanted to leave, but suddenly she remembered something again, walked to him and said, "I took a shower because...I didn't do anything to him."

Zhang Jingchan didn't say anything, picked up her hand and kissed her.

Li Weiyi took a shower quickly and felt much more at ease. When she left the bathroom, she found that Zhang Jingchan had ordered takeout and even arranged the chopsticks for her. After struggling for most of the day, she was hungry and sat down without saying a word to eat.

After she finished eating, she noticed that Zhang Jingchan had eaten a lot today. After a large box of rice, he killed all the remaining dishes. She knew his usual appetite, and she had at least twice the amount of food today.

Looking at him packing the takeaway box with a calm expression, Li Weiyi asked: "How long have you been hungry?"

Zhang Jingchan got up and carried the garbage to the door and said, "Why do you think I'm hungry?"

Li Weiyi looked at his back and lowered her head to send a text message to Li Yunmo: "Have he had a good meal these two days?"

Li Yunmo replied in a second: "Ah, I didn't pay attention if you didn't ask. It seems that I have killed the food alone in the past two days, and it's so full every meal. Brother Chan ate very little!"

Another one came: "And he didn't sleep all night last night!"

After Zhang Jingchan threw the garbage back, Li Weiyi yawned a big yawn. He glanced at his face and said, "If you are sleepy, go to sleep for a while."

Li Weiyi: "Where are you?"

He replied: "I have something to discuss with Ding Chenmo."

"Then you'll go to bed when you finish your work."

"Um."

Li Weiyi climbed onto the bed and let her other half come out. She was not very sleepy at first, but she wanted to pull him to rest together, but she was really asleep while waiting.

When she woke up, it was two hours later. When dusk fell, she sat up and saw Zhang Jingchan pulling a chair at the door of the room, spreading her long legs, putting her hands on the armrests, tilting her head back, and she fell asleep like that.

Li Weiyi walked over gently, squatted down at his hand, leaned his head against the handrail, and looked at him. After looking at him for about a few minutes, his head suddenly raised, opened his eyes, and saw her.

The room was dim and the two looked at each other silently. Li Weiyi grabbed one of his arms, leaned forward, and kissed him. He pressed the back of her head with the other hand, like two dried fish, seeking oxygen and wetness in each other's breath.

But after kissing this position for a while, Li Weiyi muttered, "The legs are numb..." She stood up, Zhang Jingchan let go of her head and chuckled.

Li Weiyi stood up straight, and he sat up and looked up at her, but still didn't move. Li Weiyi kicked his calf: "What's wrong with you."

"What does it mean?" Zhang Jingchan's voice was hoarse than during the day.

Li Weiyi grabbed his hand again, pinched it, and said angrily: "I was caught, I'm dead for life, and I've seen... I saw my brother-in-law being shot in front of me..." Her tears came out: "Although we can change history tomorrow and make my brother-in-law safe, I'm really scared to death. Now I've finally come back, as a boyfriend, why don't you seem to be excited at all? Shouldn't normal people hold me and cry and try to comfort me desperately? Why do you seem to be fine!"

She shook his hand away and walked out the door. Zhang Jingchan stood up with a "leap" step, and caught up with her with her long legs. She grabbed her hand and pulled the person back into her arms. Li Weiyi struggled casually for a few moments, buried her head in his arms without moving.

"I want to see me lose control of your emotions?"

This question was asked... Li Weiyi gently bit his chest. He obviously felt his arms tighter when he hugged her.

"Do you want to see?" he asked again.

Li Weiyi was a little panicked, and the fear of being dominated by someone's problems came again. She said, "Actually not..." Before he finished speaking, he had already picked up the man. Li Weiyi took a breath, looked at his face that was much heavier than before, and finally realized the danger belonging to this man.

She was thrown heavily on the bed sheet, and Zhang Jingchan had already pressed up and pressed her hands on the top of her head. She heard his slightly thick breathing and shivered slightly. He glanced at her in the darkness and kissed her wildly.

First, she was tortured by her red lips, and she was almost breathless when she kissed her. Zhang Jingchan gave up for the time being and began to kiss her forehead, cheeks, nose, all the way down, neck, and collarbone. He unbuttoned the buttons that blocked the bright colors one by one, and Li Weiyi's voice was as soft as a chick: "Don't..."

"Don't you want to see me like this? Let you get what you want!" He pressed her hand that she wanted to block and buried her head. Li Weiyi even raised her toes, wanted to scream and cry, but she was reluctant to let him stop, and inserted her hands into his black hair and gently stroked her.

Until the end, he tasted her waist and then carried her, who was disheveled, back into her arms, buried her face in her shoulders, calming her rapid breathing.

Li Weiyi was not much better either, and she was dizzy, as if white lights were constantly shining in front of her eyes. Her body was not very sensitive, and as long as he sucked harder, his whole body would breathe rapidly. This was a feeling that no one had ever brought to her. She was obviously quite far away from the last step, but she cried.

Zhang Jingchan kissed her tears and said, "What's so stupid? What's there to cry about?"

Li Weiyi: "Doesn't it matter if you... it's all?"

"It's okay." He finally got off her, lay on the bed, pulled the quilt and put it on his waist, "I'll calm down and take a shower."

Li Weiyi didn't know what to say, so she said, "I won't be irritating you next time, it's so fierce."

He chuckled, raised the back of his hand to cover his eyes, only revealing the tip of his nose and jaw, and said, "Li Weiyi, it's not that I don't care about you, it's not that I'm not excited... Over the years, I have rarely had such emotional fluctuations like these two days. Control and suppression are my instincts. Otherwise, I don't know what I will do to you. I did this today and you cried. I said I still restrained most of my emotions and impulses. Do you believe it?"

Li Weiyi lay on his shoulder and whispered: "But I hope that in front of me, you don't suppress it, don't endure it, you can get out of control."

Zhang Jingchan turned his head and saw a pair of clear and warm eyes. He suddenly understood. She was not really angry before, she did it on purpose, she understood everything.

Zhang Jingchan's throat was a little blocked, and he couldn't say a word, so he turned over and pressed her down. This round of clamping and biting finally showed signs of losing control. She even begged in a low voice: "I can't stand it anymore, I can't stand it..." He ignored it, his eyes as hot as fire, and as heavy as a well. In the end, he had red eyes very rarely, and spared her, but still pressed her on his chest.

Li Weiyi snuggled up to him gently and gently stroked his body.

"I really want the cycle to end soon," she said. "Everyone is fine, no one dies, and all those who do evil are sent to prison. Then..." She looked up at him, and there was a smile like Dongxue's first melting smile: "Let's have the best love."

Zhang Jingchan lowered his head and kissed her, promising: "I will do it all my imagination."

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