Star-Crossed Lovers: The Ex-Convict and the White Rabbit

Lu Qiang was really a little flustered. He hung up without saying a word there, and no one listened to the fight. As he walked there, he kept turning his head and secretly accused himself of convulsing himself to become ill, and quite a big person knew like a lady.

The street in the early morning, the wind was blowing, and it was quiet all the way. The residual leaves on the tree fell, and the dust turned around at the feet. The street lights went out, and there was no figure in the figure.

In the sentry box, Lao Li was asleep, and Lu Qiang did not stop half a step, and walked directly into the community.

He hadn't left the key to Lu Yin's house before, and was locked out at this time.

Lu Qiang patiently shouted: "Lu Yin..."

No one should.

He put his palm on the door, lowered his head, waited for a moment, and shouted again.

When there was a response this time, the neighbor's uncle opened the door, across the iron fence: "Midnight, who are you looking for?" Squinted and recognized: "...Yo, isn't this Xiaolu!"

Lu Qiang's face was unsightly, he glanced sideways at him, turned his eyes back, and slashed the door twice.

Uncle asked: "Are you looking for Xiao Lu?"

Lu Qiang stared at the small hole on the door, and there was faint light in it, and asked, "Have she ever been out?"

The uncle slightly stunned: "Yo, I didn't pay attention to this, what happened?"

"It's all right."

Lu Qiang turned around and wanted to go round the garden to look around. There was a slight click at the back. The door opened a gap. Slowly, there was a head inside. The hair was messy and the eyes were red and swollen. The cheeks were like cooked dried shrimp.

Hiding behind the door, looked at him pitifully.

Lu Qiang didn't look worried, but after seeing her for a long time, he raised his hand and wiped his face.

The sound slowed down as much as possible: "It took so long to open the door?"

She licked her lips: "...I thought someone knocked on the door in my dream."

"Why didn't you answer your phone?"

"I am asleep."

Lu Qiang didn't believe it: "Don't you pick one? Fall asleep so soon?"

She frowned: "I didn't take it!"

Lu Qiang gritted his teeth and didn’t care about her. He reached out and pulled the door open. Lu Yin took a step back, dangling and leaning against the corridor wall.

He lowered his head into the house, paused, and turned his head, the uncle next door looked at them strangely.

Lu Qiang said, "Go back to sleep." Without waiting for him to speak, he closed the door.

The living room only had a floor lamp on, and a faint yellow light hit from below, and Lu Yin's face was haggard. Lu Qiang looked at her silently, and the corridor seemed extremely silent. He didn't move until the sound of closing the door next door raised his hand to turn on the light.

Lu Yin narrowed his eyes and hung his head.

Lu Qiang raised her hand to tease her chin: "Crying again?"

"No."

There were unknown traces on her face, and Lu Qiang poked up: "So what is this?"

"...Snotty."

Lu Qiang smirked: "Heartless eyes." Before he could take his hands away, his heart tightened. He was burnt by the unusual temperature on her face. He frowned: "How much is this burning?"

"Not sure..." She touched her face: "It's just a little hot."

On the way he came, he thought that she might get a cold, but it was normal to see her in the afternoon. She didn't follow the foreword, she didn't remember anything she had done, but she was burned.

He asked her, "Can I leave?"

Lu Yin nodded and lay back on the bed while supporting the wall.

There were lamps in the bedroom, debris on the floor, a pile of toilet paper on the bedside table, a transparent glass was placed behind, and two white pills were placed in the bottle cap next to it.

Lu Qiang has no experience in caring for people, let alone women. He faced the scene for a moment, looked at the person on the bed, she lay quietly and obediently, covered her nose and nose with the quilt, only opened her eyes and looked at him blinking.

Lu Qiang scolded: "Look at what, close your eyes."

The man on the bed closed his eyes in shock.

He stood akimbo in the middle of the house, remembering how he took care of him when he was sick when he was a child. Half a moment, Lu Qiang took off his coat and threw it on the stool next to it, and went to the bathroom to wash a warm towel.

Lu Yin cried and sweated, and his nose was wrinkled, and a little fluffy hair was attached to the forehead, and the image was funny and pitiful.

Lu Qiang took two towels and wiped her, and the people underneath could not help struggling.

He said, "Don't make trouble."

Fine skin and tender meat, where to carry his rough hands, Lu Yin blocked the towel: "It hurts a little."

He gave a hand, but could not help letting go.

Wiping away the unknown traces on his face, he asked, "Have you taken the antipyretics?"

Lu Yin still only showed two eyes, and glanced at the bedside table: "The water was hot just now, and I haven't had time to eat it yet."

He brought her: "It's right now."

Lu Yin reached out from the quilt and touched the cup wall: "It's a little cold."

Lu Qiang snorted: "There are still a lot of things." He took it back, went to the kitchen to warm her with warm water, first tried the temperature with her lips before giving it to Lu Yin.

After waiting for her to take the medicine, Lu Qiang turned the thermometer out of a pile of debris on the table, shook it against the light, and lifted the quilt and put it in her mouth.

Lu Qiang sat down next to the bed with his ankle resting on the other leg. He was guilty of smoking. He found a bite and didn’t point it. He lowered his eyes and teased her: "I love cleaning so much before, do you pretend to be with me?" ?"

Lu Yin opened her mouth, the thermometer almost fell out, and Lu Qiang helped her put it away, "Teasing you, don't talk."

Thirty-nine degrees, no wonder the nonsense just now.

Lu Qiang thought of other ways, went to the bathroom and brought a pot of cool water, washed the towel back just now, and lifted the quilt.

Lu Yin was shocked: "...why?"

"Help you cool down."

She was wearing a split cotton pajamas, a row of buttons on the front, a baby collar, and pleated cuffs, which was a little childish.

Lu Qiang started to unbutton her, but Lu Yin was still not stupid, clutching her clothes: "I'm sick, do you want to be in danger?"

He snapped her hand away and said, "I don't want to be a patient anymore. I don't want to be a patient. I'm fainted. Will I save you or not?"

Lu Yin was so angry that he couldn't find him. Originally weak, he couldn't stop his brute force at all, and as soon as she saw the neckline, she wrapped her chest around her.

Lu Qiang pinned the unsmoked cigarette on his ear and glanced at her. Her begging tone: "No need...I'm inside...no clothes in it."

Lu Qiang said: "It's been sucked, what else is good to dress."

"…I do not want."

"You can't help you."

Lu Qiang ripped off her clothes and threw them aside, Lu Yin's entire face was red and white, her body was white, her arms could not be blocked, her chest was squeezed and deformed, it might as well be exposed. Lu Qiang let her stop her, and she took a towel to help her wipe it.

However, after all, the carnivorous properties are difficult to move, and only support for a few seconds. The two groups of meat are like magnets, constantly sucking his eyes, feeling the lower abdomen is tight, and the fingers are a little numb. Lu Qiang rolled his throat, turned her teeth with her teeth, turned face down, back to the sky, and the back was also white. A dimple in the spine is straight and sexy, and the small waist collapses fiercely, forming a beautiful arc with the rounded buttocks, one high and one low, one volt.

Lu Qiang wiped her back, the process was extremely difficult, imagine the beauty hidden under the pajamas out of thin air.

After wiping it several times, the towel was thrown into the sink, and he covered the piece of cloth with his hand, why did he feel it was annoying. But she hasn't moved yet, just feel her body twitched twice...

Lu Yin's head was stuffed in the quilt, sobbing: "Smelly bastard..."

"..." cried again.

Lu Qiang took a breath and turned her over. She still protected her chest with her hands, her face was covered with drops of water, her eyes closed and her lips closed, how ugly it was.

He pulled the quilt and flicked Lu Yin angrily. He looked at it coldly for a while, and the low and low branches were on both sides of her.

Lu Yin's wronged complaint: "...Why do you always bully me?"

He said softly, "Where did you bully?"

"Now." She pouted: "...and before."

Lu Qiang moved closer and wiped her tears less tenderly, without speaking.

She said ambiguously: "Aren't you not playing with me anymore?... Am I not a wolf with white eyes? Don't you know what my name is...Is the phone number unclear?"

She said everything intermittently, remembering everything, not too dirty, the nose was pumped directly into the stomach, grinning, full of grievances hanging on the face, crying like a child.

Lu Qiang felt amused: "Don't get confused? I started to settle accounts with me."

Listening to him saying that, Lu Yin is more sad, a little bit of the meaning of breaking the jar and breaking, what a lady virtue, gentle and considerate, not touching her, and making a whine in the nose.

Lu Qiang's lips slowly flattened, and he couldn't laugh anymore. He lowered his head and sucked on her cheek, and sighed, "Look at Lao Tzu to eat this set."

Lian Qiang was so frightened that she could easily stop her tears. Lu Qiang drew a clean tissue and pressed it against her nose.

He clenched his fingers tightly: "Blow out."

Lu Yin sang counter-attacks, but did not cooperate, sucked hard into it.

Lu Qiang grinned and said, "It's **** disgusting." Without waste of paper, she rubbed her face directly and threw it on the side table. Her temperature dropped a little bit more than before, and she wiped her body again. This time, she cooperated, her lips closed.

After wrapping her into a big silkworm pupa, Lu Qiang said: "I am all angry."

Lu Yin lowered his eyes.

"Aren't you going to mention it separately?"

Lu Yin raised her eyelids and chuckled: "It's too bad for you to speak."

He lay down with his arms half-stretched: "What did I say?"

"...You said that I was a dog and a man."

Lu Qiang was shocked: "Did I say that?"

Lu Yin stared at him with red and swollen eyes and bloodshot eyes.

Lu Qiang patted the'Silkworm Chrysalis', not teasing her, and compromised: "It's my fault, I apologize." Suddenly: "We are the couple of dogs and men. No."

"you…"

"Okay, just close when you're ready," Lu Qiang said sharply. "Enough is enough to hurry up and sleep, and keep you closed!"

He turned off the lamp and didn't cover the quilt, and wrapped the "silkworm chrysalis" directly into his arms. The room was dark, and Lu Yin opened his eyes for some time, sleeplessly invading, and gradually fell asleep in anger.

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Not much, but sweet enough.

Let’s talk about Yin Yin’s character: In fact, I was very upset when I first wrote about her. I was written as silly and white for fear of not grasping it. After all, the online market is more inclined to independent and strong women, but I still prefer her personality. Yes, such as her sensitive, tender, weak crying nose, I think this is closer to reality, I hope to find a reliable man, I will hesitate to linger before, and I will fall in love with it, or it is quite like a Cancer character.. Cough... She won't be like this all the time, it will change some, but not much, still stick to the principle, Tiehan with tenderness, please pat my girl...

Happy weekend everyone, the hard-working old crab is still struggling (^_^)/~~ Bye

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