my villain is too cute

Chapter 1138 Autistic Teenager (20)

Han Jin frowned, picked up the blanket on the bed, "Don't move, I'll wipe off the foam on your face."

Luo Ling nodded her head, "OK."

Han carefully wiped the foam off his thick eyelashes.

After wiping his face clean, the young man's exquisite facial features were undoubtedly revealed. His black feather-like eyelashes seemed to be dyed with thick ink, and the skin around his eyes was clean and white.

Han Jin's clear and slightly cold eyes became darker little by little, and the wiping movement stopped long ago.

Feeling the silence around her, Luo Ling tilted her head in doubt.

At this time, every move of the young man is the ultimate temptation for Han Jin.

She looked fascinated at the well-behaved boy with his eyes closed, and couldn't help it any longer. She leaned over slowly, but not at a slow speed, and grabbed the boy's lips.

Luo Ling paused, although she didn't understand what she was doing, she obediently didn't move.

The rampant emotions in the blood vessels seemed to have found an outlet, bursting out with terrifying obsession and madness, clamoring to completely occupy the clean and beautiful person in his arms.

She stretched out her hand, wrapped her arms around the boy's slender waist, tightened her arms, and pulled him into her arms completely.

Han Jin's movements were a little out of control, not gentle.

The tightness around his waist hurt him, and Luo Ling let out an uncomfortable moan, his voice soft and soft, as if he was a little kitten acting coquettishly.

One sound almost cost Han Jin half his life.

Han Jin's body was tense to the point of pain, and only by tightening his grip on the young man could he relieve some of his dissatisfaction.

Luo Ling pushed Han Jin's shoulder, and there was a voice of resistance between his lips and teeth.

"..." Han Jin stepped back slightly, reaching out to wipe the corners of the young man's bright red lips, she stared at the young man with red eyes, "Baby..."

Luo Ling trembled her eyelashes, "Uncomfortable."

After a cold meal, "Where is the discomfort?"

"Eyes, eyes." Luo Ling's expression was calm, and his tone was straightforward, and he couldn't see that he was feeling uncomfortable at the moment.

Han Jin touched his eyes, and suppressed the restlessness of his body, "Wait for me."

Luo Ling obediently lay on the bed, "Okay."

Han Jin took the eyewash and washed Luo Ling's eyes, and then rinsed off the foam on his body.

After everything was tidied up, she asked, "Why are you taking a shower now?"

Luo Ling was wearing pure cotton pajamas, sitting on the carpet, and the warm-toned desk light shone on the boy's body. He hung his head down and held a pen to write and draw, with a peaceful and beautiful profile, "Drawing."

It must have been paint on him when he was painting.

"Then what are you doing now?" Han Jin hugged the boy from behind.

Luo Ling: "Draw a picture."

look cold,

On the drawing paper are several small skirts with smooth lines and exquisite styles.

This kind of skirt is more exaggerated than the dresses I wear now. It is very gorgeous and beautiful, but it is not very everyday.

In the memory of the original owner, He Hui would often buy this kind of skirt.

This kind of skirt is not cheap, the cheap ones are several hundred, and the expensive ones are tens of thousands.

Han Jin narrowed his eyes, and felt that the original owner of the skirt on the painting seemed to have seen something similar somewhere.

She rested her chin on the boy's shoulder, lowered her eyes, and quietly watched him draw.

Then I saw that after he finished drawing the little skirt, he drew a mouse head on top of the skirt with a brown paintbrush.

No... it's Jerry head.

"Jerry?"

"En." Luo Ling responded slightly, and then concentrated on painting.

"..." Han Jin wrapped his arms around his waist from behind and didn't bother him anymore.

By the time he remembered where the original owner was and had seen a dress similar to that, Han Jin had already lived in Luo's house for nearly a month.

this day,

Holding the mobile phone, He Hui excitedly came to sit beside Han Jin.

"Han Jin, which of these two do you think looks better?"

Han Jin was writing the paper with his head down when a mobile phone appeared in front of him.

The screen of the mobile phone was on, and on it were two beautiful and lovely little skirts, one light purple and the other light blue, decorated with lace and straps, which accurately hit the girls' hearts.

But the reason why Han Jin's eyes stayed on it was that the style of these two skirts was very similar to the one drawn by Luo Ling.

"The HL family has a new style, which one do you think looks better?" He Hui looked at the two little skirts in the phone, her eyes were full of longing and love, she sighed helplessly, "I blame me for being poor, otherwise both of them would be me." It's gone."

As she spoke, she glanced at Han Jin's reaction, but she no longer had any hope in her heart.

(End of this chapter)