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

Chapter 321 Don't Like People Touching You

Xu Minghui's guilt and self-blame permeated his whole body at this moment.

He hugged the woman tightly, trying to keep his breathing steady, and control his violent anger at any time.

Hilltop Villa.

Since returning to the villa on the top of the mountain, An Yinluo locked himself in the bathroom and locked the door.

She sat in the bathtub, her fingers pinching every inch of skin kissed by the man.

The skin was red and swollen, but she still felt that it was not enough.

Yan Zichen paced outside the door anxiously.

Button button, "Lolo, open the door for me."

"Yan Zichen, can't you just let me calm down for a while?" An Yinluo pinched her chest fiercely.

The grievances surged up in his chest.

Yan Zichen lowered his voice again, "Luoluo, let me in, okay?" He said in a negotiating tone.

"Yan Zichen. Please, don't come in. I don't want you to see yourself now. I hate myself like this. I think I'm so dirty." No matter how An Yinluo pinched her, she felt that the man smelled of sweat Still stuck to the skin.

What does it mean to hate talking about yourself now?What does it mean to be dirty?
Yan Zichen couldn't wait for her to calm down.Worried that she would do something stupid again, he kicked the door open.

"Yan Zichen... what are you doing? Can you give me some time?"

"What is this? Why is your skin so red, An Yinluo, what are you doing?" Yan Zichen wanted to touch An Yinluo's arm.

An Yinluo's body instinctively flickered, and he stared at him with tears in his eyes.

"Do not touch me……"

Yan Zichen's slender hand stopped in the void.Eyes fluttered.The thin lips trembled slightly.

"Yan Zichen, that person..." An Yinluo's nose was aggrieved.

"Luo Luo, stop talking, it's all over. They have already been punished. Don't make things difficult for yourself like this, okay?" Yan Zichen wanted to hug her again.

"Yan Zichen!" An Yinluo roared.

"That man...kiss me here, here...I know you have always been a clean freak, I'm dirty, don't touch me, okay?"

An Yinluo pointed at his chest and neck, tears streaming down his face.

Yan Zichen didn't want to force and was rude to her.

But she would not listen to him at all, and was still silent in sadness and pain.

Yan Zichen couldn't care less, pulled a towel and fished her out of the bathtub.

"Let me go, let me go! Yan Zichen, let me go."

No matter how she struggled, Yan Zichen put her on the bed and pulled the quilt to cover her up.

Turn around and go to the bathroom to take out the hair dryer and dry her hair carefully.

An Yinluo pulled the quilt over his head, turned around, hid in the quilt and swallowed.Don't communicate with him much at all.

I don't like people touching you!

I don't like people touching you!

I don't like people touching you!

These words played back and forth in An Yinluo's mind over and over again.

Let her feel disgusted with herself and hate herself.

Yan Zichen stood by the bed, with his hands perpendicular to his sides, ruthlessly controlling his breathing and emotions.

On the ground, he raised his face and looked at the ceiling, gritting his teeth desperately.

"Lolo, don't be like this, okay?
I have no cleanliness, let alone dislike you.

If you do this, I will blame myself and feel that I am a waste.

He didn't even protect the woman he loved.

I'm so fucking useless. "Yan Zichen paused every word, and slowly clenched his hands.

"Come on, let me calm down, please? Please!"

Yan Zichen sat on the edge of the bed, reached out to pick her up from the bed, and hugged her tightly.

"Fool, where do you want me to go?
don't cry, ok? "Yan Zichen lowered his eyes and kissed her forehead.

"I know you must dislike me for being dirty. If you don't say it, it will make me feel more uncomfortable and hate myself even more."

"An Yinluo, that's enough." Yan Zichen's eyes were red with tears rolling in their eye sockets.

When An Yinluo was yelled at by Yan Zichen, she was stunned for a few seconds, then raised her face to look at the man.

Two tears hit her cheek by coincidence.

He cried!

An Yinluo's heart tightened, and he sniffed aggrievedly.

"You murdered me!"

Yan Zichen's eyes hurt, he gritted his teeth, and pressed the tip of his tongue tightly against the lower tooth socket.

"You want me to say it several times, I have no cleanliness, and I won't dislike you.

No matter what you become, I will not despise you.

How much I care about you, can't you see?

You have to go into a dead end, you have to drive me crazy, don't you? "

Every time Yan Zichen said a word, his heart ached like a knife.

She won't know when a person talks about power, money, and power.And frightening.

Seems like an indestructible person, but he can't even protect his beloved woman.That sense of powerlessness, that feeling of being emptied out of the body is really painful.

An Yinluo raised her trembling fingers slightly, and her cold fingertips ran across the man's tearful cheek.

"Yan Zichen, I don't want to do this either.

However, when I think of being rejected by you, I am really sad.

I'm afraid you will not want me, really scared.

Before, when you were angry, it was mostly because I filmed kissing scenes and had physical contact with male actors.

Last time, we had a car accident because of this.

Yan Zichen, I'm already scared, you know?
Today, that man kissed me and it made me sick.

I even feel sick to myself.how about you?

So I am afraid, afraid to quarrel with you again, cold war.Or leave you. "

As An Yinluo said, tears and nose could no longer be distinguished, they blurred together.

She couldn't help sobbing.I was so aggrieved that I was about to suffocate.

Yan Zichen raised his arms and pressed her face against his own.

"Fool, it won't happen in the future, I promise I won't let you feel this uneasy feeling in the future.

You can do kiss scenes, you can do bed scenes, you can do whatever you want, as long as you don’t leave me, okay? "

Yan Zichen carelessly kissed An Yinluo's face.

midnight.The biting cold wind whizzed across the mountain top.

Circle after circle of withered and yellow leaves were rolled up by the wind, rolled into the air, and blown into the distance.

Yan Zichen was wearing only a thin shirt, standing on the terrace, leaning on the railing.

After the cigarette on the fingertip was lit, it was not smoked.Let the soot come out naturally.

The biting cold wind desperately tried to absorb the heat from his body, and circled around him wantonly.

The cold wind is biting but not as cold as the heart.

He turned around, looked through the glass sliding door, and stared at the little face that was already sleeping with anxiety.

Because he cared too much about her, he once controlled everything about her.

In the end, it made her uneasy.

Yan Zichen took a deep breath.When they were not together, her years were quiet.

On the contrary, when two people are together, there are many disasters.

An Yinluo, the more I want to love you, but the love is so weak.This feeling is really uncomfortable.

Yan Zichen felt tightness in his chest, and he punched his chest with his right hand.I want to relieve this stuffiness.

The next day, An Yinluo didn't wake up until noon.

She woke up, but there was no sign of the man, and the other side of the bed was empty.

She touched it and it was cold.

Thinking back, after she fell asleep last night, it seemed that the man had never slept.

An Yinluo lay there staring at the ceiling in a daze for a while.

Thinking of what happened last night, my heart still feels awkward.

The words the man said last night still linger in his mind.

I'm sorry... I won't let you have such uneasy feelings in the future...

You can do kiss scenes, you can do bed scenes, you can do anything, just don't leave me.

An Yinluo bit her lower lip.Fool, do you think I'm a hooligan?You can do whatever you want.

An Yinluo took a deep breath and lifted the quilt.Wearing a nightgown by myself.She got out of bed quietly, and walked out of the bedroom with her slippers on.

What about others?Did you go to the group?
Still in the study?
An Yinluo spoke with conjecture.

As soon as I walked down the stairs, a scent hit my nostrils.

Him, in the kitchen.

(End of this chapter)