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    "This is your freedom, no one can control you."

    "But you are obviously angry." Bai Lu pursed her lips and looked at him aggrievedly.

    "Yes." Jing Yan responded affirmatively, his eyes still staring at her, as dark as the deep night outside.

    "We have been together for so long, but you always look like you are ready to pull away at any time."

    "Shouldn't I be angry?"

    Jing Yan asked her back, the softness and gentleness in the past had completely disappeared, and cold edges seemed to have erected all over her body, piercing Bai Lu's normality.

    She was speechless and couldn't say a word.

    The two looked at each other for a long time. Under the warm orange light of the room, for a moment, Jing Yan put away the computer in front of him, lifted the quilt and got out of bed.

    "I still have something to do, you go to bed first."

    Bai Lu watched his figure walk out of the bedroom. A moment later, there was a crisp sound from the study door next door.

    Until she fell asleep, Jing Yan did not return to the room.

    The next day, Bai Lu woke up in his arms.

    The next situation was the same as yesterday. The two of them had a conversation throughout the whole process downstairs of the company.

    "Ok?"

    "alright."

    That¡¯s because Jing Yan got up a few minutes late. When Bai Lu finished her work and was about to leave, she stood at the door and asked him.

    It¡¯s still a very busy day.  After getting off work in the evening, she went home on time to cook. When she was halfway through cooking, Jing Yan came back and went upstairs without saying hello to her.

    Not long after, Bai Lu finished cooking and called him upstairs.

    "Jing Yan, it's time to eat."

    No one responded, but soon there were footsteps. Bai Lu stood at the dining table and began to serve him rice and soup. The two sat opposite each other, each using their chopsticks, silently.

    The only sounds in Nuo Da¡¯s living room were the sounds of chopsticks accidentally hitting the bowl of noodles, chewing and careful drinking of soup.

    Bai Lu secretly raised her eyes to look at Jing Yan opposite her, her beautiful eyebrows and eyes still cold and cold.

    In other words, there is no expression at all.

    Bai Lu made countless drafts in her mind, but when she reached her lips, she swallowed them again. She was shocked by the temperament exuding from his body.

    Until Jing Yan put down his chopsticks.

    "I'm stuffed."

    "Ah good."

    After Jing Yan finished speaking, he stood up. Bai Lu looked at him and responded blankly.

    After silently washing the dishes in the kitchen, Bai Lu wiped her hands and went upstairs. The bedroom was empty and the study door next to her was closed.

    She took her clothes and went to the bathroom to take a shower.

    Until ten o'clock in the evening, Jing Yan showed no sign of returning to his room, so Bai Lu silently turned off the lights and prepared to sleep.

    This strange cold war lasted for three days, Jing Yan's face became increasingly gloomy, and Bai Lu seemed to be living in dire straits every day, living on tenterhooks.

    The atmosphere at home is also very depressing. There is no relaxation and comfort as before. At this moment, Bai Lu misses the Jing Yan who smiled softly and sunnyly, like a spring breeze.

    Two forces in my heart are pulling at each other. One side feels that I am not wrong, and the other side feels guilty and self-blame. Finally, all the past things come to mind, and the sound of dripping water seems to be heard in my ears.

    That was the last struggle after the solid ice was melted and shaken.

    Bai Lu specially cooked squirrel fish for dinner. This is Jing Yan's favorite dish, but because the process is complicated and extremely demanding on knife skills and cooking skills, she usually doesn't cook it for him.

    Therefore, while eating, Jing Yan's expression softened slightly, but he soon realized that Bai Lu was deliberately trying to please him, so he quickly put away that calm expression.

    Bai Lu tried hard to find a topic to chat with him.

    ¡°Is this fish delicious? It¡¯s been a long time since I cooked something fishy.¡±

    "It's okay." Jing Yan responded lightly.

    "Oh." Bai Lu lowered her head, feeling a burning pain on the back of her hand.

    That was the place where I was accidentally burned by the oil splashing out when I was frying the fish.

    After dinner, Jing Yan went to the study as usual. After taking a shower, Bai Lu took burn ointment and applied it on her hands inside and outside, then went down to help him warm a glass of milk.

    After knocking on the door twice, Jing Yan's voice came from inside, low and calm.

    "Come in."

    Bai Lu opened the door and went in.

    The room has a clear view, with neatly arranged bookcases, mahogany tables and chairs, and a silver-white laptop placed on top. Jing Yan is sitting in front of the computer.

    "I'll heat up a glass of milk for you." Bai ?Moving forward resolutely, there was no one who could help her, and no one she could rely on. Over time, it seemed that her heart could no longer tolerate the existence of other people.

    Anyway, she can live well alone.

    But after getting to know Jing Yan, I realized that it¡¯s not that you don¡¯t want something, but that you tell yourself you don¡¯t want it because you can¡¯t get it.

    Because this feeling of being cared for by others all the time and accompanied day and night is really irresistible. I can only indulge in it step by step.

    Pain and happiness.

    Bai Lu leaned on his chest, curled up into a small ball, and her voice was low, which sounded inexplicably pitiful.

    Jing Yan has always been the one to be humble in front of her. It was rare to see her surrender once, but Jing Yan was not happy at all.

    There was a dull pain in his heart. Holding her slender and soft body, the pain became more intense, and Jing Yan began to feel regretful.

    ?????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????OUT out to know her temperament and childhood experiences, but still can not help but want more, like a child, messing around, using her feelings for him, trying to demand a result, in the end it made both of them uncomfortable.

    This time he was too aggressive because he noticed Bai Lu's temptation and lost his sense of proportion.

    The mountains are high and the rivers are far away, and they have a long way to go.

    "I'm not angry anymore." Jing Yan rubbed Bai Lu's hair and rubbed his chin on it.

    "It wasn't a big deal in the first place, I just got into trouble."

    "Are you really not angry anymore?" Bai Lu raised her head from his arms and stared at him in the darkness.

    "Well, I'm not angry anymore."

    "Then kiss me."

    Jing Yan lowered his head without hesitation, took the longed-for lips, turned over, pressed her under him, and easily took off Bai Lu's clothes.

    A fierce battle.

    Like a fierce tiger coming out of a mountain, like an army attacking a city, tearing it apart fiercely and not knowing how to satisfy it.

    In the darkness, gasps and moans intertwined, the two bodies were intertwined, and a strong affection was pushed to the peak in the collision one after another.  (Remember the website address: www.hlnovel.com
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