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Chang Yuan was still furious, so she didn't bother to answer at this time, so she could arrange it as she wished.

Cheng Xionglin couldn't wait for an answer, so he could only shake his head, and called the assistant, asking her to help arrange.

Still in the villa on Binshui West Road, Cheng Xionglin stopped the car in the garage, called his assistant, and asked her to come over and get him home together.

Just as she was talking, Chang Yuan woke up by herself and fell asleep. She was much more energetic: "No, I can walk by myself. Is there someone in your family?"

"No, she's still on the way." Cheng Xionglin could only follow Chang Yuan, feeling that Chang Yuan seemed to have lost her temper.

Chang Yuan nodded slightly, as if she was very satisfied with the answer. She just heard Cheng Xionglin's voice and knew that she had a new assistant, and she was a little unhappy.

"I'm fine, let the doctor go back." Chang Yuan looked at Cheng Xionglin and said.

Cheng Xionglin looked at her suspiciously, as if she was really all right, and the person who was alive just now regained his spirits all of a sudden.

"Really don't want a doctor to see it?" Cheng Xionglin looked up and down, muttering, "What if your injury has an incubation period?"

Chang Yuan didn't care, she just wanted to stay with Cheng Xionglin and not accept any interruptions, and the doctor would have time to see her again tomorrow.

Chang Yuan who has a temper is hard to deal with, no matter how Cheng Xionglin tries to reason with his emotions, Chang Yuan insists that she is fine, she just needs to rest.

Lie on the bed and rest.

Cheng Xionglin: ...Don't deliberately say lying on the bed, she is not so mad that she let the patient sleep on the sofa.

This round, Chang Yuan vs. Cheng Xionglin, Chang Yuan wins.

Lying on Cheng Xionglin's bed, there was a big soft bed under him, and the quilt that still had Cheng Xionglin's fragrance on his body was covered.

Chang Yuan felt that she was healed from the inside out.

Seeing Chang Yuan's eyes closed, Cheng Xionglin was annoyed and funny: "So many things happened today, you don't want to see a doctor? Take a bath? Have fun? Celebrate your lucky escape?"

Chang Yuan squinted her eyes and got out of the quilt to look at Cheng Xionglin who was standing by the bed. Her eyes seemed to hide a clear spring, and Cheng Xionglin's heart was pounding when she saw it.

Chang Yuan said in a calm and unhurried manner: "I don't want to see a doctor, but I would like to combine bathing and entertainment together."

Can bathing and entertainment go together? Playing with little yellow ducks in the bathtub? Chang Yuan wouldn't be so childish!

Cheng Xionglin frowned, unable to think of anything.

Chang Yuan pursed her lips, and asked nonchalantly, "How about I demonstrate?"

Chapter 70

Chang Yuan looked at Cheng Xionglin with a funny face, Cheng Xionglin seemed to be very "study" now, waiting for her to demonstrate how to "play hooligans" in the shower.

A sense of guilt for abducting and selling ignorant girls suddenly rose in Chang Yuan's heart, she silently grasped the quilt tightly, buried her head in her heart, and muttered: "I'm just kidding, you——" You don't have to take it seriously.

"No more demonstrations?" Cheng Xionglin circled the bed half a circle, knelt on one knee beside the head of the bed, lifted Chang Yuan's quilt with a pair of white hands, "Huh?"

The tactful tone is clearly mixed with bewitching.

Cheng Xionglin is not stupid, Chang Yuan has a deep expression on her face, she figured it out after a little thought, Chang Yuan wants to stop now, it's too late.

Chang Yuan's enthusiasm that had finally cooled down was like a big swing, flying from a low point to a high point, her mind lost weight for a moment, and she was struggling in her heart: should I go to the sky, or should I just land on the ground obediently.

Chang Yuan rolled her eyes silently under the quilt.

Cheng Xionglin sat on the bed unhurriedly, propped her chin up and looked at the hillock raised under the quilt, as she watched, her smiling eyes gradually became sad.

Chang Yuan was about to go all out, but when she was about to turn over, Cheng Xionglin put his hand lightly on her shoulder, and lay down rustlingly, her warm face seemed to be pressed against her back.

Chang Yuan tried hard to control her heartbeat that was about to jump out, fearing that Cheng Xionglin behind would hear the clue.

Cheng Xionglin stretched out his index finger and drew circles on Chang Yuan's back aimlessly. Chang Yuan heard Cheng Xionglin's voice timidly: "Chang Yuan, do you love me?"

The tips of Chang Yuan's ears were stained red. Although she had confessed many times, because her back was facing Cheng Xionglin, the voice in her ears became clearer, and it penetrated into the cochlea and then went all the way to her heart.

She wanted to turn over and hold Cheng Xionglin's face face to face and tell her that she loves her very much, and that she has a fatal attraction to her, and whenever she sees her, she can't help but get close to her.

But Cheng Xionglin put his hand around her shoulders stubbornly, not letting her turn over and not waiting for her to respond, Cheng Xionglin seemed to have made up his mind and said, "Chang Yuan, let's do it."

Chang Yuan was overwhelmed by Cheng Xionglin's straightforwardness, and was a little caught off guard for a while, but Cheng Xionglin had already started to move, blowing the hair on her back lightly or heavily with warm breath, This invisible ambiguity made Chang Yuan unable to hold back her imagination, and her murmured voice gradually trembled: "Lin Lin..."

Cheng Xionglin's slender fingers hovered behind Chang Yuan's neck, and with slightly warm fingertips, they went around Chang Yuan's eyes, and lightly tapped Chang Yuan's lips.

Chang Yuan's breathing gradually became heavier, she closed her eyes, the pressure on her lips was neither light nor heavy, causing countless itches.

"I want to kiss you." Cheng Xionglin put her head on Chang Yuan's shoulder.

"Then tell me to turn around." Chang Yuan replied, Cheng Xionglin's movements were too slow and light.

Cheng Xionglin refused in a low voice, and she pushed her on the back.

Chang Yuan smiled helplessly, and followed Cheng Xiong Lin, thinking in her mind that it would be great if Lin Lin could bite harder.

As if there was a tacit understanding, a sharp pain suddenly came from her shoulder, Chang Yuan frowned, holding back the pain, the little white rabbit turned into a big gray wolf in seconds, wouldn't it bleed.

Seeing the blood oozing out there, Cheng Xionglin gently rolled it away with his tongue, and the atmosphere continued to be ambiguous like a runaway horse.

But after waiting for a while, all Cheng Xionglin's movements suddenly stopped: "Chang Yuan, I can't do this anymore."

Chang Yuan was overwhelmed, her face was stained red, and she asked in a hasty voice, "Why?"

"I still can't pass Song Hui's hurdle..." Cheng Xionglin put his forehead on Chang Yuan's butterfly bone and sniffled, "I can't compare to him in anything, and I feel like I stole another family's cabbage. "

Chang Yuan was silent, Cheng Xionglin couldn't pass this test, even if she didn't look at her expression, she could still feel the deep anxiety in her heart from Cheng Xionglin's heartbeat at this time.

In Cheng Xionglin's eyes, Song Hui is an excellent rival in love.The rival in love stands in front of the two of them, Cheng Xionglin can still be jealous, act coquettishly, become more and more frustrated in front of the rival in love, and use Chang Yuan's liking to find confidence by the way.

But once Song Hui died, before he could become Chang Yuan's white moonlight, he had already become a cinnabar mole in Cheng Xionglin's heart.

It is your opponent who cares more about you than your loved ones.

There is nothing wrong with this sentence.

Cheng Xionglin hugged Chang Yuan from behind dejectedly. In fact, she has always been the one to be protected, and she is not used to embrace Chang Yuan with the uneasiness in her back like this, but she resisted the discomfort in her heart and wanted to hug Chang Yuan like Song Hui. Kite accepts under her own wings.

Chang Yuan was silent for a while, and finally used some strength to turn over and hold Cheng Xionglin in her arms.

"You are the best in my heart." Chang Yuan patted Cheng Xionglin's back lightly, speaking comforting words, but she knew that such words could not really comfort the girl in her arms.

"Song Hui's death is not as great as you think. With the help of the Chang family, he was able to go from an illegitimate son to the position of Fenghua president so quickly. Raising a tiger will eventually become a problem. The Chang family's ambitions are getting bigger and bigger. The two sides are fighting each other." Sooner or later, speaking of the Cheng family's downfall before, Song Hui wanted to give himself some buffer time, so you don't want to scold him?"

Cheng Xionglin raised his head, and there were tears in the corner of his eyes: "Chang Yuan, you wouldn't slander the dead just to comfort me, would you? It's not good, the dead are the worst."