2755 Domestic Violence
Thinking of her omnipotent comrades, Ye Jian gritted her teeth and changed her pants.
The sequela of standing for five and a half hours emerged. No, it was just that she was stunned by the nightmare earlier and did not notice any symptoms after standing for five hours.
At this moment, Ye Jian felt as if there was a steel plate tied to her back. It was especially difficult for her to bend down. The moment she bent down, she seemed to hear the sound of bones grinding.
She let out a shallow gasp. Before Xia Jinyuan could realize it and turn his head, Ye Jian forcefully stopped herself.
"Are you feeling unwell? Try not to let your joints bend too much. Straighten them a little." Even though she was just taking a deep breath, Xia Jinyuan could hear it clearly.
He was constantly paying attention to the movements of the person behind him. Although he could not look her in the eye, he had been listening carefully.
Ye Jian replied indifferently, "Shut up!"
She didn't want him to talk to her. She didn't want to listen to him. She didn't want to hear his voice. She didn't want the awkwardness to spread again.
She only had one thought now—stay away from this group of comrades who even knew about feminine products!
Was it normal to know about female products?
It was very normal!
It was just that Ye Jian could not accept it and felt very awkward.
Xia Jinyuan could hear the tension in her cold voice. Hearing the shame in her voice, the corners of his mouth curled up slightly again.
His little fox was so cute!
She was like a shy flower. The layers of petals were stained with clear dew, displaying the flower's unique beauty.
She was really cute like this.
'Since she wants me to shut up, I'll shut up."
Xia Jinyuan chuckled. From his back view, it could be seen that he was in a good mood.
His mood would change because of her. If she was happy, he would be happy too.
Hearing his low and happy laughter, Ye Jian was even angrier. She raised her right leg and kicked his back. "You still have the cheek to laugh?"
She was so embarrassed.
In the ears of the man who was kicked, she sounded coquettish.
Xia Jinyuan, who was not prepared for her kick, quickly supported himself on the grass with one hand. He laughed and teased her, "Little Fox, are you being abusive right now? One kick after another. My shoulder is still hurting from your kick just now.
"Now, you kicked me on my back. Tsk, tsk, tsk. It's a classic case of domestic violence!"
The man was acting frivolously again. Ye Jian bit her lower lip and said angrily with a red face, "You're free to think that way!"
Domestic violence?
He could bring himself to say that?
She did not even have a family, so how could she be accused of domestic violence?
"Domestic abuse is good. I like this kind of domestic abuse that doesn't hurt," Xia Jinyuan, who was sitting back down, said. His hands suddenly reached behind him and grabbed Ye Jian's bent right leg. Before Ye Jian could scream from embarrassment, he massaged Ye Jian with his long and pianist-like fingers.
The gentle treatment made Ye Jian suppress the scream in her throat. Ye Jian no longer bent down. Instead, she exerted strength on her bent legs and raised her hips to pull up her pants.
Xia Jinyuan, who was massaging her, felt that her calves were suddenly tense. He knew that she had already put on her pants and was no longer sitting with her back facing him. He turned around on the spot and faced her.
