19: C19 Where does love come from?

C19 Where does love come from?

When the car arrived at Kingone, Shimamoto was waiting in the living room with his tools ready.

Ling Chen walked around to the front passenger side and carried Jian Fan to the living room's sofa.

Seeing Shi Qian calmly waiting to treat her wounds, a trace of guilt rose in Jian Fan's heart.

"Quickly lie down, I will treat your wounds. If there is glass inside, it will be very troublesome." He brought a cushion and laid her on her back with her head towards him.

His voice was so soft that Jane lowered her eyes and dared not look up at him.

Ling Chen noticed Jane Fan's awkwardness and felt a tinge of displeasure.

Cleaning, pulling out the bottle dregs, sewing and bandaging. He moved about skillfully and his gentle expression was no different from before.

"Ugh …" Jian Fan finally couldn't hold it in anymore. She thought for a long time and apologized. She carefully lifted her eyes and met his gaze. "I'm sorry about that day!"

She bit her lower lip, feeling uneasy. He didn't notice Ling Chen, who was sitting at the side with a darkened face.

He paused for a moment, then laughed without a care: "It's fine, I forgot about it."

Jane Fan relaxed a little and let out a relieved smile. Whether he was a doctor or not, he was the best person for her, and she didn't want to hurt him.

"Alright, take care of your wounds. You can leave now." Ling Chen coldly ordered them to leave.

He tied the last piece of gauze, carried the medicine box, and prepared to leave, "It's still the same line, don't touch water, don't take too much of the medicine."

Jian Fan nodded with an embarrassed blush on his face.

Ling Chen felt depressed, she had never smiled at him before.

He suddenly took a step forward and pressed down on top of Jian Fan. "After that night's exercise, you will be sweating. What should I do?"

Shi Qian stiffened slightly, "She's still weak and injured, better not."

Jian Fan glared at him, his face turning red in embarrassment. "Who wants to … You are shameless. "

"Why are you so anxious to defend yourself?" Ling Chen looked at Shi Qian and Jian Fan's face maliciously: "Didn't you say it out loud in the clubhouse just now? "They say that you are my woman, but how did you seduce me that night, I have a lot of memories."

"You …" Jane Fan reached out to hit him, but he firmly grabbed onto her.

Shi Qian wasn't in the mood to listen to their flirting. He carried his medicine kit and left the restaurant.

"Alright, he's gone. You can get up now." Jane was speechless at his childish behavior.

Ling Chen smirked, and although he looked like he was smiling, his eyes were filled with anger. "Don't play tricks with me, your man can only be me forever. If I knew what you thought of other men, I would make that man disappear from this earth. "

Jian Fan's heart skipped a beat, but on the surface he maintained a calm expression, "Pervert!" "You're crazy!"

"Let me show you what a true pervert is!"

Ah!" The world spun around him as he was lifted up by the hammer. Then, he strode into the bedroom on the second floor.

"BOOM!" There was a muffled sound. It was the sound of the door being slammed shut. Ling Chen raised both his hands and threw her onto the large kingsize bed.

"What do you want?" Jane Fan backed away until she was against the headboard of the bed.

Ling Chen threw away his jacket and undid the buttons of his shirt.

"That's an idiotic question."

He felt tipsy and dizzy. Jian Fan stabilized his emotions and tried his best to focus on his cold and unyielding face. "You said that you wouldn't use force against me. You said that you would make me willingly fall in love with you."1

"Yes, I said that. But where does love come from? " Ling Chen quickly stripped off his clothes, jumped onto the bed, and dragged her down.

Jian Fan kept kicking with his legs, completely messing up the road. Ling Chen's iron fists and steel legs easily beat her into submission.

After a few intense struggles, the alcohol quickly spread through her body. She only felt her head grow more and more dizzy as the crystal chandelier above her head kept rotating.

"You're shameless!" The burning sensation of the alcohol made her entire body heat up. Her originally white cheeks were burning red, and her moist red lips were pouting slightly due to her anger. It was extremely alluring.

"How am I shameless? Why don't you tell me about it? " His smile was devilishly charming.

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