Chapter 1918: Love buried in time (136)

Outside the door, Jing Yu called back and heard their words clearly.
In my heart, there was a trace of emotion.
Liang Shengyi once said that he had another plan to approach himself, but now she has a scale in her heart.
Jing Yu knocked gently on the door, and heard the sound inside before pushing in.
Yu Zeyao sat on the bed and looked at her, "Please?"
"Um." Jing Yu nodded. Look at him again, a little tenderness in his eyes. She poured a glass of water and handed it to Mo Huan. Mo Hua didn't pick it up, and just got up and smiled, "I'm going to work today, so I won't disturb you."
Yu Zeyao said quietly: "Then I won't give it away."
"Just take a good rest," Mo Huan told her.
Jing Yu sent Mo Huan to the door of the ward, closed the door and looked at the man on the bed, "Sitting for so long, tired?"
"It's okay." Yu Zeyao asked, "Don't you sleep for a while? The eyes are still red and look like a little rabbit."
Jing Yu yawned, sat down in a chair by the bed, and looked up at him, "I lay here to sleep last night."
Yu Zeyao looked at her deeply, her long fingers fell on her chin, and she rubbed them lightly. His eyes kept staring at her eyes, never moving away.
Jing Yu's breath was tight. His long fingers were cold and brushed her skin, but she felt hot. His eyelashes fluttered, his eyes flashed slightly, and he suddenly leaned down to cover her lips.
Jing Yu sighed slightly, her red lips slightly opened, and said softly, "Be careful of your wound ..."
"Fish, you should pay attention to kissing." Like to punish her, he nibbled on her lips. But it was very light.
Jing Yu called out and was kissed deeply by him again.
The kiss was too fierce and it really pulled into the wound. He let out a sigh of pain, Jing Yu turned back and quickly stepped back. In the eyes, there was emotional and blurred after being kissed.
"How's it going?"
Yu Zeyao looked at her like this, her lips raised. Lifted the quilt and patted his side, "Come up and sleep."
Jing Yu looked at the pillows and the soft bed, she couldn't convince herself to stay strong. Undressed, shoes and socks, and got into the quilt. Yu Zeyao was originally half-sit, and now he lay down.
He never slept on his side, but lay on his back. When he fell asleep, Jing Yu turned to his side and faced him. Looking at his profile, he remained silent for a long time.
Yu Zeyao could feel it. Under the quilt, she reached out and gently held her hand.
"Sleep. When things get better, I'll take you to see Jing Rong."
Jing Yu said, um, when she mentioned Jing Rong, she was unavoidable.
He seemed to notice her mind, and added: "You can rest assured that he was really hurt before. But Yan took good care of him, and he's better now."
Jing Yu bent her lips, "I should be grateful to Mr. Wen then."
"No need." Yu Zeyao raised her hand and patted her on the back of the head. "You, don't be too polite."
Jing Yu laughed softly.
The chin was gently resting on his shoulder. The tip of her tiny nose was against his neck. Every breath she sprayed on the man's neck.
Jing Yu sniffed the scent of him, and he felt like he was dreaming. After disappearing for so long, he now sleeps beside him.
Is this kind of entanglement still possible?
Feelings are never rational. Where can one say stop and stop?
Jing Yu's nose was sore and he couldn't help but clasped his backhand.
He seemed to be aware of her mood swings, turning his face slightly and asking, "What's wrong?"
"It's nothing." Jing Yu shook his head and suppressed the turbulence in his heart for a while, and then calmed down as much as possible: "Actually, I always thought that ... we really did just like what we said that time, so far ... ... "
Yu Zeyao's eyes darkened, "Do you think of this?"
Jing Yu didn't speak, but just bit her lip on his shoulder. The bite was very light, not like biting, but more like wanting to get closer to him, closer.
It was a long time before she asked: "You said it was over, why did you go to me that day?"
"Is this the end?" Yu Zeyao narrowed his eyes, and long fingers pushed her face out of his neck, letting each other look at each other. "You look at me and say what you just said again."
Jing Yu bent her lips and smiled, "Isn't it?"
"Yes." He lost to her smile. "But I'll take it back now."
"The words that are spoken are the water that spills out. How can you say that you can take it back?" Jing Yu didn't even notice it, and her voice was softer.
She groaned for a moment before she said, "At that time ... were you afraid of being involved with me?"
Yu Zeyao looked at her.
Then he said, "If my uncle knew we were always together, you would only be dangerous. So ..."
"So during this time, you and Mo Huan got closer and closer."
"how do you know?"
"It's all in the news."
Yu Zeyao did not deny, "This is Mo Huan's idea. Yu Wenhua has always wanted to pull her father and hurt anyone but dare not hurt her."
Jing Yu moved himself closer and leaned towards him. After a while, she whispered, "I'm not afraid."
He shivered.
Then, clenched her hand, "I'm afraid of me."
Jing Yu raised her lips.
"After being discharged from the hospital, I moved back to live." Yu Zeyao kissed the top of her head. "The grass you planted should be very high now."
Jing Yu laughed, "That's not grass, it's medicine."
"It's all the same. The point is not this."
"The point is ... I can't move back." Jing Yu looked up.
It seemed that Yu Zeyao was very dissatisfied with this answer and frowned. Jing Yu explained: "My dad is going to be discharged soon, and I have to take care of him. As for Jing Rong, since I know he is in the country, I can't let him be ignored and let him be taken care of by Yan."
"You have to go to work again, you have to take care of the old, you have to take care of the young? How many avatars do you have?" Yu Zeyao naturally wouldn't let her work so hard. Take care of whatever you want. "
Jingyu heard his words warmly in his heart.
"If my dad knows that I still have a relationship with you, I may get better and better with my body."
Yu Zeyao's brows never let go, "You have to listen to your dad?"
"Well, I need to coax him now."
As if worried that she would let go of her because of this, Yu Zeyao ignored the wound on her body, crossed her arms with one arm, and grabbed her. The big palm circled from the back to the front, raised her chin, and he leaned down and kissed.
Jing Yu didn't have time to hide, but he digged in and kissed deeply, irritatingly. She reminded panting: "Be careful of your injuries ..."
"Yuer, since you are here today, you won't be able to tell me the end anymore!" He let go of her slightly, and stared at her deeply.
good Morning! April ~~~