"hiss."

Yu Ning's gasp in the air conditioner successfully pulled Yan Tianjing's thoughts back.

The knife was placed flat on the chopping board, pressing a chopstick, and the sharp end was tilted upwards. When Yu Ning went to get the chopsticks, he didn't pay attention and hit the blade, and immediately cut a hole.

In a blink of an eye, blood overflowed, along the skin texture, and flowed to the back of the hand in a blink of an eye, spreading red, which was shocking.

Yu Ning stopped, lowered her head, looked at the scratches and blood on her fingers with a calm expression, and her expression was muted, not knowing what she was thinking.

After watching for a few seconds, Yan Tianjing finally couldn't help it and walked into the kitchen.

Yu Ning, who had been absent-minded, raised her head blankly when she heard the footsteps, and suddenly, her eyes bumped into Yan Tianjing's figure.

"Why didn't you--"

Yu Ning asked in surprise.

However, before she could finish her question, Yan Tianjing grabbed her hand and pulled her aside, turned on the faucet switch with his fingers, grabbed her injured hand and placed it underwater.

The moment he touched the water, Yu Ning felt the tingling pain, his fingers moved slightly, and subconsciously retreated.

However, because Yan Tianjing grabbed his wrist, he did not take it back.

"It hurts?" Yan Tianjing turned his head and looked at her, then comforted her with a gentle voice, "Honesty."

Yu Ning pursed her lips and said nothing.

It scratched one, hurting two fingers, the wound was not deep, and the blood was quickly washed away.

Yan Tianjing did not let go because of this.

Yu Ning just made a bun with Xiaolongbao, and his hands were covered with dry flour and dough. The flour was fine to rinse, but the dough was sticky and needed to be rubbed when it was dipped in his hands.

After the blood was washed, Yan Tianjing stretched out his hand to avoid her wounds and clear the dough sticking to his hands.

His fingers are very beautiful, with clear joints, and the finger belly and palms are slightly thick.

Yu Ning happened to be the opposite. His skin was delicate and soft. When his fingers were covered, Yu Ning could sense clear, every move was gentle and considerate.

He will always be like this.

Halfway through the washing, Yu Ning's brain crashed and finally turned on again. She glanced at the man on one side, and suddenly used force to break free from his hand.

The water splashed and fell all around.

Yan Tianjing stopped his movements.

Frowning slightly, Yu Ning gave in and stayed away from him, his voice was indifferent and alienated, "Mr. Yan, I can do it myself."

There was a moment of discomfort in his heart, and Yan Tianjing paused and stood on one side in silence.

Yu Ning lowered his head, didn't go to see him, and simply rinsed his hands and turned off the faucet.

After doing all this, she turned around and walked towards the living room.

Yan Tianjing then followed.

"Why didn't you leave?"

When he walked to the coffee table, Yu Ning took out a tissue and wiped the unrinsed flour.

"Xiao Yang, please let me rest."

Yan Tianjing replied and walked straight to the dining table.

He picked up the medicine bag from last night, opened it, and found the band patches that were squeezed to the bottom in a pile of medicine boxes.

——This is given by the clerk.

I thought it was useless, but I didn't expect it to come in handy just one night.

After pulling two band stickers, Yan Tianjing walked over to Yu Ning.

Unexpectedly, Yu Ning turned sideways and faced him, with all the corners of his eyes and eyebrows resisting, "I'll let you stay away from him."

"Yu Ning."

With his eyelids raised, Yan Tianjing grabbed her wrist and pulled her forward.

Yu Ning subconsciously retreated.

Yan Tianjing stretched out his other hand, grabbed her waist, held her in his arms, and forbidden her from moving.

Squinted slightly, Yan Tianjing stared at her and asked, "Where did you pick up a son who looks so much like me?"

He doesn't mess around outside.

So when I saw Yu Liyang, even though I felt it was familiar, I didn’t think much about it.

Yu Ning, the only one I could think of, told him clearly that if he had an abortion, it would be impossible to leave his child.

but--

Yu Liyang's age matches.

He looks similar to him.

The impact last night was too big and he didn't react for a while. After the whole night passed, can he still not figure it out?

Yu Ning stared at him with a slightly pale face, "Are you sick? You recognize your son everywhere."

"I'm not sick." Unlike her emotional excitement, Yan Tianjing was very calm. He asked, "Why did you give birth to him?"

"I don't!"

Yu Ning gritted his teeth and stared at him coldly.

Yan Tianjing frowned, "How could such a coincidence happen?"

“…”

Yu Ning breathed with difficulty, sweating all over his body, and his whole body was covered with a layer of coldness.

After a few seconds of silence, her breath calmed down a little, "Don't worry, although we are ordinary citizens, we still have at least a conscience and will not do such a thing as having children to cheat you."

Yan Tianjing's eyes were sunken inch and he said, "I didn't think so."

Staring at him coldly, Yu Ning asked angrily: "Can you leave?"

"Give me an answer."

"I've given you the answer, you don't believe it." Yu Ning raised his breath, letting himself stand firmly, and asked every word, "I just want the answer you want. Is it meaningful?"

“…”

Frowning his eyebrows lightly, Yan Tianjing looked at her.

She sweated, and the sweat was cold, and the temperature of her wrist became colder little by little. The hair on her forehead was wet a little, and a few strands were stuck to her forehead. Her face was pale, but her eyes were very bright, and she was so stubborn that all her strength burst out from her eyes.

It is inexplicably attractive.

But she was light and her body was trembling slightly, shaking.

She is weak and pitiful, and can easily break Yan Tianjing's rational nerves.

He kissed her.

She struggled, but the soft force was powerless to resist him.

It was not until the moment he saw the tears in her eyes that he suddenly came to his senses, was stunned, and let go of his shackles on her.

"Get out!"

She pushed him, opened her mouth and said two words, and tears fell down her eyes.

He paused, subconsciously brushed the tears from the corners of her eyes, and then was pushed away by her.

Her lips were slightly red, she broke free from him, took a few steps back, distanced herself from him, and raised her guard and alert all over her body.

Seeing that he was out of control, Yan Tianjing looked at her in a daze, frowned and said, "Sorry."

He stuffed the band sticker into her hand.

Then, he glanced at the two fingers on her right hand and paused slightly.

The wound that had stopped bleeding had penetrated out again during the struggle just now.

Yu Ning held the two band stickers, but took a step back, and his resistance and defense towards him were revealed in every move.

The tears in her eyes were not dry yet, so she wiped them with her sleeves. Then, she red eyes, gasping, and weak, asking him word by word: "Can you leave?"

Yan Tianjing stood quietly for a moment.

After all, he didn't say anything else, and did not make any moves beyond his reach, and turned around and left.

The door was closed with a "click".

Yu Ning, who was tensely nervous, suddenly breathed a sigh of relief, but the strength in her body also disappeared. She stood in a daze for a few seconds, fell back and sat on the sofa.

The injured fingers are still bleeding, gathering into a drop at the fingertips, and then dripping.

She didn't care.

Gently sucking, but without anger, frustration, worry... all emotions are empty.
To be continued...