her rose

Cheng Ying stared blankly at Jiang Hanguang blowing on her hand. In order to facilitate work, Jiang Hanguang combed her high ponytail today, but the bangs on her forehead were still hanging down along with the woman's movements, sweeping her palm. .

Very comfortable, but too itchy.

Cheng Ying finally couldn't hold back, her hand twitched slightly, Jiang Hanguang stopped and raised her head.

With the cool breath away, Cheng Ying felt the burning pain in the palm of his hand almost instantly, the pain was so painful that she couldn't bear it.

However, Jiang Hanguang's pair of wet eyes looked at her with so much concern when viewed from a close distance. He spoke in a tone as if she was an extremely fragile piece of porcelain, "Is it uncomfortable?"

This is so fresh.

Cheng Ying is 25 years old this year. Even if she is asked by the standards of centenarians, she has already spent a quarter of her life, but in the past 25 years, she has never had anyone Ever asked such a sentence?

Before Cheng Mo died, she was the proud daughter of heaven, the future heir of the Cheng family, an unparalleled lucky one.

After Cheng Mo's death, she was a well-known playboy who spent every day intoxicated with sex and wealth. Although it was inevitable that some people would mourn her or anger her, but in the eyes of everyone, she was still Live more comfortably than most people.

As for those who know the truth, of course they don't ask.

Don't scientists who do experiments care about the life and death of mice.

And Cheng Mo may just take pleasure in her pain.

Mom... Mom seldom talks to her? More often, women just look at her? Arms full of pinholes and tears flow to? She? No? Have to? ?pain.

Of course it hurts, but if showing pain has no other purpose than making the people around you suffer more, why would people cry?

Cheng Ying looked at Jiang Hanguang, and the circles of her eyes suddenly became hot. This was a strange feeling. She blinked instinctively, and felt a wave of hot water vapor coming out of her eyes.

She panicked and wanted to touch it, but her hand was still in Jiang Hanguang's.

She struggled for a while but didn't break away, but saw Jiang Hanguang looking at herself with a surprised and worried expression.

At the same time, the water vapor finally condensed into drops, gushed out of the eye sockets, and slid down the cheeks.

She? She actually cried.

The moment Cheng Ying came to her senses, she forcibly pulled her hand away from Jiang Hanguang's, covered her eyes roughly and turned away.

It's too embarrassing, the fame of the whole life is ruined in one go.

Cheng Ying's mind was in a mess, and the only thing that was clear was this sentence?

Who knows? Knowing Jiang Hanguang's words? How did he poke at her? That lacrimal gland that has never been active.

Compared with everything she suffered before, today's unbroken fatigue is really not worth mentioning.

What is there to cry about?

Although Cheng Ying despised herself extremely in her heart, and tried very hard to hold back the tears that hadn't shed yet.

She's very good at controlling her emotions, and also very good at disguising herself.

But this time, she failed completely.

No matter how hard I try, isn't it? The tears of disappointment are still falling, and the inexplicable pain in my heart has not eased at all.

It's all Jiang Hanguang's fault, Cheng Ying resigned himself? Think.

It's a pity that although the walls in this room are mottled and the floor is old, it still has the effect of sheltering from wind and rain, so she can also reason that the sand is blinding her eyes.

Cheng Ying froze there. She? Wanted to get up now? To wipe her eyes with a tissue, but felt like running away.

She? Even if she doesn't have a straight a cancer, she can't do such a shameful thing.

The arm was gently pulled back, Jiang Hanguang's voice was very gentle, but there was no room for doubt.

Just like when the medicine was taken that day.

"Let me see? See? Okay? Okay?"

Cheng Ying, who had already given up on herself, let Miss Jiang turn her back.

The indoor lighting is still the old-fashioned incandescent lamp, and there is only one light bulb in a bedroom of about [-] square meters. A shadow fringed with gold flickered.

She? No? Too daring to think about herself? What kind of ghost is she now, only to hear? Jiang Hanguang getting up?, and the sound of water coming from the bathroom.

Before she could take the opportunity to drive away, Jiang Hanguang did it again.

The warm towel covered her eyes, and Jiang Hanguang's movements were still very light, as if she was wiping the fur of a small animal that was accidentally soaked.

The wrung-out towel sucked away the embarrassing tears, Cheng Ying blinked and saw the person in front of her clearly.

There was no smile in Jiang Hanguang's eyes, just looking at her with worry and distress.

Like a normal 25-year-old alpha doing some work and crying? What is something worth laughing at, but she? How wronged she really was.

While helping her wipe the tears off her face, the woman asked softly, "Does it really hurt? Do you want to? Go talk to Director Zhang and go back to Yunjing City..."

Cheng Ying didn't wait for her to finish speaking, and hugged her.

Because she found that Jiang Hanguang was really hateful, as long as she continued to talk, she couldn't help but continued to cry.

It's so embarrassing, so embarrassing.

Boss Cheng, who was full of shame and anger, wiped all the tears that just gushed out on Miss Jiang's shoulders without any psychological burden, and replied in a forgetful voice, "I'm fine... just a little uncomfortable."

But she has endured so much pain, she? She has never revealed the slightest bit to anyone.

There are not many people in this world who can self-knowledge, consciously, go to a dead end alone, and Cheng Ying happens to be one of them.

Showing weakness to anyone is a compromise to the fate of the dog, no one? The tragic hero is a family.

The conceited Cheng Ying thought so.

But Jiang Hanguang is really an amazing person.

She's so fragile, so weak that even a villain like Fan Jie can destroy her.

She's not really smart, but she has to give up her bright future just because of Xu Ning's request, it's really kind to the point of stupidity.

But it was such a person who walked into Cheng Ying's heart effortlessly time and time again, and now even made her cry.

She's fragile, so she's unable to threaten herself, she's kind, so she's not going to be bullied or lured into hurting herself.

At the same time, she has so much gentleness that can almost drown people.

Jiang Hanguang is really a terrible person.

Jiang Hanguang, who was suddenly attacked by Cheng Ying, didn't struggle, and maintained an awkward posture of half-bending? No? Bending? After a while, he patted her on the back, "That's good, I haven't changed my clothes yet, be careful. The face is dirty."

But I don't think it's any big deal yet.

Mr. Cheng, who had already wiped his face clean, got up from Miss Jiang's arms arrogantly. As if nothing had happened just now, he stretched out his red hand, "It still hurts, show me again."

Jiang Hanguang was amused by her skill of turning faces like a book, and saw her face was uneasy, and he hurriedly put on a straight face, but the smile in his eyes really couldn't go away no matter what.

"Good~"

The woman held her hand lightly, and blew gently.

Cheng Ying narrowed her eyes and tried her best to control herself? Don't try to scratch Miss Jiang's chin just because she is too comfortable, that is harassment.

The brief moment when she was buried under Jiang Han's bare shoulders like an ostrich was enough for her to stabilize her emotions and clear her mind. Now she couldn't think of a way to resist Miss Jiang objectively, and she didn't want to resist at all subjectively.

That being the case, why don't you think about it so much, and lie to me first? It's important.

There was a sound of water in the bathroom, and Cheng Ying sat cross-legged on the bed after being washed. He glanced at the door? It was a very solid door, and turned his head to stare at the mottled wall in a daze.

Cheng Mantou's voice came out of nowhere, "Shadow, let me interview you about your thoughts on sharing a room with a beautiful woman."

Cheng Ying can only thank the director team for withdrawing the camera, otherwise, if Cheng Mantou saw the scene just now, she would be ridiculed until next year.

No? Everyone is as kind as Miss Jiang.

Cheng Ying rolled her eyes, "Is it cool? Okay, are you envious?"

Cheng Mantou broke his defense instantly, "You must make me a body when you come back, and I also want to sleep with the beauty!"

Cheng Ying: "...Although you are a ?ai, please speak humanly? Baby."

Don't say it? Cheng Mantou, who was on the verge of going berserk, asked himself, "How about the outside comments?"

Cheng Mantou? Reluctantly said, "Almost? More, the audience is very happy. Although there are many who scold those pig teammates less, but for you and Miss Jiang, positive emotions occupy an absolute advantage."

"Hmm." Cheng Ying pinched the bridge of her nose, and answered casually.

Cheng Mantou went on to say, "Your Director Zhang also organized a popularity poll, I don't know? I think..."

Before she finished talking, the bathroom door opened with a squeak.

The hot Jiang Hanguang came out from inside.

There is no hair dryer here, the woman's hair is wet, and her fair face has been steamed into an attractive pink.

It looks like a peach, especially easy to bite.

She was wearing an incomprehensible plaid pajamas, buttoned up to the top, but still... full of charm.

Cheng Ying couldn't help but look away consciously.

Cheng Mantou's laughter came from beside his ears, "Shadow, why is your heart beating so fast again?"

The author has something to say: Ms. Jiang belongs to the kind of powerful character who is hard to escape once you get in touch with the real her.

ps：悲催作者，周末又无休，最近疫情又严重了，各位注意防控哦，然后给我评论（伸手）。感谢在2021-08-0522:11:56~2021-08-0621:39:54期间为我投出霸王票或灌溉营养液的小天使哦~

Thanks to the little angel who threw the grenade: I don’t know what it’s called, Jixia Academy, DetectiveLi1;

Thanks to the little angel who cast the landmine: Shengshi Fenghua, Mr. Yan's endless billboard, Resen_Sun1;

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