The CEO is cold during the day and wants to feed the baby at night.

Chapter 140 I'm sorry, I really, seem to be in love with him
Yan Zichen was half kneeling beside the bed, with big hot tears streaming down his eyes.

Paji paji hit An Yinluo's face, and he stretched out his trembling fingers to caress her cold cheek.

Yesterday's tenderness, today is life and death.

One moment is heaven, the next moment is hell.

This gap, like an indescribable pain, eroded his internal organs, wandering through his whole body, nerves, and blood.

Every hair on my body hurts as I breathe.

As the smell of blood became stronger and stronger, hot water droplets and sticky blood spread across his face.

An Yinluo's extremely cold body told her with the only remaining consciousness and breathing.

Yan Zichen was crying, and what was the smell of blood?

Did he commit suicide in fear of guilt?

An Yinluo only felt his body getting colder and colder.

What little consciousness she had made her desperately open her eyes.

As her eyes opened, she saw another Yan Zichen.

A man with dull eyes, empty eyes, and helpless crying.

She turned her eyes.

A big bloody hand that was still dripping was caressing her face.

"Banquet_Zi Chen."

Yan Zichen thought he had heard or read wrongly, so he smiled coldly.

"I'm cold, really cold."

Hearing the cold, Yan Zichen collected himself.Sure enough, she woke up.She opened her eyes lightly, staring at him.

"An Yinluo, are you awake?" Yan Zichen still couldn't believe it, he put his hands on her shoulders and stared at her with stagnant tears.

An Yinluo nodded with difficulty, "Yan Zichen, your hand..."

An Yinluo's voice was weak, and his eyes fell on his injured palm.

"It's okay. An Yinluo, I was wrong. Really wrong."

Yan Zichen climbed onto the edge of the bed, reached out and hugged her tightly into his arms.

Tears kept gushing out of my eyes.

At this moment, he cried, he admitted his mistake, no matter how humble he was.It's nothing compared to losing her.

An Yinluo was much warmed by the man's hug.

Her trembling hands caressed the man's cheek.

Yes.To love one is so humbling.

He is so humble that his arrogance and self-esteem are nothing compared to him.

Even if he knew that the man in front of him almost killed him.

Hearing his cries, feeling his fiery tears, smelling the bloody smell in his palm.

She still chose to forgive without any scruples.

"I don't ask you to forgive me. As long as you are still alive, just be good. I can accept how you want to treat me."

"You're hurt, can you bandage it up? My body is bloody and sticky from you."

Hearing this, Yan Zichen rubbed his hand vigorously on the expensive suit.

The more he was like this, the more bloody his palms were.

He wished he could chop off his hands right now.

"Yan Zichen, listen to me, go and bandage it up?" An Yinluo shouted at him with the last bit of strength.

Yan Zichen wiped away the tears from his eyes with a wave of his hand, and nodded emphatically.

Before going to deal with it, Yan Zichen took out two quilts from the cabinet and covered An Yinluo.

Looking at the back of leaving, no matter how she looks at it, she looks very lonely.

An Yinluo's body was still shaking.

There is also a strong smell of blood and a faint smell of tobacco.

An Yinluo lay on the bed, closing her eyes and carefully recalling what happened after drinking.

At the wine table, her consciousness stayed in the last picture of the man covering her mouth with a kiss.

On the way back, she felt a little conscious when he touched her in the man's arms.

I also talked to Dachun, but I can't remember exactly what I said.

to the villa.

An Yinluo tried to calm herself down.

scolded him.Just now Yan Zichen said he scolded him.

so what?Dirty their keepsakes...these really lost their impression.

Yan Zichen came back half an hour later.

Yan Zichen bandaged his hands.

It was Dachun who bandaged him.

Dachun was worried about them, so he went upstairs quietly. He went upstairs just as Yan Zichen walked from that room with bloody hands, like a zombie that had lost its soul, towards the bedroom.

He didn't know what happened.

Subconsciously ran downstairs to get the first aid kit.

When he came up again, he heard what Yan Zichen said to An Yinluo.

Thank goodness Miss An is still alive.

Yan Zichen came out of the bedroom, Dachun was holding the medicine box, leaning against the door frame and staring at Yan Zichen.

Downstairs, he bandaged Yan Zichen, and Tong Xia was called in by Dachun to make ginger soup for An Yinluo.

Yan Zichen was holding a bowl of steaming ginger soup in his hand when he entered the bedroom.

He walked over and called her name softly.

"An Yinluo."

An Yinluo woke up from his groggy state.

"Drink this bowl of ginger soup, go to the cold." After saying this, my heart skipped a beat.

It's all my own confusion, which obviously leads to tragedy.

An Yinluo snuggled into Yan Zichen's arms, and Yan Zichen fed her drink spoonful by spoonful.

After drinking the ginger soup, An Yinluo's body temperature recovered a little.

She gained a little strength, and looked at the tired man.

"Are you freaking out?"

She heard what he just said.He should be freaking out.If it were me, I would have the same reaction as him.

"Come on, I'm cold."

Yan Zichen was still blaming himself and feeling guilty.He was even thinking that the current self is not worthy of her forgiveness!
Yan Zichen didn't move for a long time.

An Yinluo grabbed his hand.

A chill came over, Yan Zichen frowned.

"It's really cold. Didn't you say, do whatever I tell you to do? Come up and hug me. I'm really cold."

A voice came out of An Yinluo's heart.

An Yinluo, do you have a bottom line?

It was he who abused you.Almost killed you.

You forgive him so easily.This kind of thing will happen again in the future.

He looks cold and violent, but in fact he is really violent.

This kind of behavior, as long as there is one time, there will be a second time...

Why do you make yourself so humble.

Can't you live without him?
Zichen is the only man in the world, or are you a masochist.

An Yinluo, wake up.Immediately, immediately, get rid of him.Make him disappear from your memory.

I really look down on you for humiliating yourself like this.

Where is your arrogance?

Being scolded from childhood to adulthood, there are bastards born by mothers but not raised by fathers.You hear the scolding and fight them desperately, even if you are beaten to death, you will not let yourself shed a tear.

My brother was sick and my mother passed away.No matter how difficult or painful it is, you grit your teeth and hold on.

Now, for a man, he lowered his bottom line again and again.

Are you still the tenacious An Yinluo who lives like a weed?

You are right!
But what do you want me to do?
I also hate him for doing this to me.Almost killed me.

However, there is more love than hatred for him.

Listen to him apologize, confess.Feel his hot tears.And the injured palm, I couldn't help but forgive.

Perhaps!The me before, loved too contemptuously in front of him.

In this world, everything can be controlled.

Only the emotions from the heart can't be controlled.

I love him, really love him.What do you want me to do?
Asking me to leave him is more painful than killing me.

An Yinluo, I don't know you anymore.I am leaving.I haven't been back since then.Your body is not worthy of my soul.

I'm sorry, I'm really sorry, I really, seem to be in love with him.

(End of this chapter)