Gray, who was in the reception room outside the senior ward, saw him come out, stepped forward to take the papers in his hand, nodded respectfully, and went out.

The door behind Jin Zeming was open, and Luo Xingchen's pleasant singing voice came from inside.

“ge，

，

ge，

”

……

He turned his back to the door, and suddenly his face became ugly.

The song was like a spell, turning into a headband, clamping his head tighter and tighter.

His back straightened, and his hands clenched into fists.

The sharp pain swelled in his brain, the pain that was about to explode in the next second, exposing the bruises in his temples.

"What's wrong with you?"

A gentle voice sounded, and then a long, white arm wrapped around his waist.

"Isn't this nursery rhyme good? Why don't you praise me when I sing? My voice is still good, isn't it? Luo Xingchen saw the man's abnormal reaction and guessed that this nursery rhyme must have a story for men.

And Isabella must know this.

“leo……”

The man didn't look back, as if struggling to get out of his pain.

A smile returned to his handsome countenance, as if nothing had happened.

"I'm fine, don't worry." He turned to look at the woman he loved.

At this moment, the sun happened to shine through the window, and the whole body of the woman in front of him was shrouded in gold.

Fair skin, clear eyes, straight nose bridge and delicate lip flaps......

Everything about her fascinated him and fascinated him.

He leaned down and kissed her, deep and eager.

Her lips are soft and sweet, and once they touch, they don't want to let go.

The first time he met him, he had a very familiar feeling, so he was tender and out of control.

He kissed her so hard that he couldn't get through, and he took her lips in his mouth, tracing and grinding from shallow to deep.

Desperately squeezing the air in her lungs.

Gradually, Luo Xingchen was also influenced by him, and the gentle and lingering kiss sneaked into her heart like a warm wind.

Her hands slowly wrapped around his neck, slowly tightening, slowly pulling him towards herself.

His kisses were always so domineering and forceful, and only after she began to respond would the kisses be tenderly pampered and pity.

The almost suffocating kiss ended after a long time, Jin Zeming reluctantly raised his head, stroked her slightly red cheeks, and said in a dumb voice: "You sing very well." ”

She was stunned, exhaling like an orchid, and her eyes were a little confused.

"Shall I sing it again?"

Her tone was like an inquiry, but she didn't wait for his permission before she began to hum softly.

"Stop singing......" he suddenly hugged her tightly, and asked in a deep voice.

Luo Xingchen felt the power from his body, and his palm caressed his sturdy back, "It's just a nursery rhyme, why do you have such a big reaction when you listen to it?" ”

Jin Zeming hugged her tightly, buried his face in her shoulder, and breathed hard.

He didn't know why he would react so much to a nursery rhyme, or why a nursery rhyme would give him a splitting headache.

“leo……”

She whispered, distressed.