But standing at the door, Fu Yanlin couldn't help but let his mind wander, and some pictures that were not suitable for children rushed towards him.
He remembered that he had seen a movie before, and the setting was an "interesting" place like a hospital. The sky was clear and white, the curtains were not closed, the hospital bed was narrow, the smell of disinfectant was pungent, and there were medical staff and patients outside the door.
The patient's family members were noisy talking to each other, and there were bursts of low murmurs in the room.
Just...Bashi Depan.
Just thinking about it makes me a little excited.
Fu Yanlin's throat rolled up and he called himself a bastard. How could he think that these things were not there?
Zhu Xi's saying of "preserving heaven's principles and destroying human desires" is reasonable. If people don't control their desires, the prisons will probably be overcrowded. How can the world be unified?
Fu Yanlin suffered outside the door for a long time. He felt that Wen Sheng was almost well before he pushed the door in. As soon as he pushed the door open, he saw Wen Sheng putting on clothes - a moment of whiteness flashed by.
Quite ups and downs.
I still want to read it.
Wen Sheng was like a frightened deer. He covered his clothes in embarrassment, lay down and covered himself with the quilt, his face turned red.
Fu Yanlin took a look and felt a little uncomfortable in his throat and pants.
He walked forward as if nothing had happened, took away the towel and basin, went to the bathroom to empty them, turned off the light when he came out, and slipped back to the sofa to continue working.
There is something wrong with the automatic connection structure, and he hasn't slept for the past few days.
If there were levels for staying up late to cultivate immortality, would Fu Yanlin be considered a hardcore person?
But where was his mind on his work? The codes on the screen were arranged in confusion in his mind to form Wen Sheng's face, especially those watery deer eyes. Not to mention how cute and alluring he was when he was scared and embarrassed.<
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Fu Yanlin raised his eyes and looked at the slightly raised ball on the hospital bed in the dim light.
He found that Wen Sheng had a habit of sleeping on her side, wrapping herself into a ball and occupying the same position until dawn without changing her position. From a psychological point of view, this is a sign of lack of security.
Fu Yanlin leaned on the back of the sofa, and his blood started to get excited.
After struggling for a while, he slowly stood up, locked the door, closed the curtain, quietly walked to the hospital bed, lifted a corner of the quilt and got into the bed.
The soft Wen Sheng fell into his firm embrace and was immediately startled, "Well..."
Fu Yanlin hugged her from behind, his head pressed against her smooth neck, "Sleep together."
Wen Sheng was frightened by his sudden approach. Her neck felt itchy and numb, and she shrank involuntarily, "This is a hospital bed!"
Fu Yanlin pondered, "The hospital bed is not a bed? Can't you let me sleep on it?"
Wen Sheng resisted, "This is in a hospital. What if the doctors and nurses saw the two of us huddled together on the same bed? How... would that be inappropriate?"
"I locked the door and they can't get in."
"..." Wen Sheng felt that he committed the crime deliberately, otherwise why would he have locked the door in advance? The hospital wards are not allowed to lock the door!
She lifted the quilt and tried to get up, "I'll give you the bed to sleep on, and I'll go to the sofa."
"No, then why don't I steal the bed of one of your patients?"
Wen Sheng said, isn't it?
"Don't make such a fuss," Fu Yanlin pressed Wen Sheng down and leaned against her. His whisper was lingering in her ears, "Wen Sheng, I haven't slept in three days."
The tone is a bit pleading and showing weakness.
Wen Sheng was stunned.
Not sleeping for three days?
No wonder he looks tired.
Wen Sheng suddenly softened up and followed her hug without moving.
Fu Yanlin pressed her back against hers and hugged her tightly. He felt that Wen Sheng was a small ball, and she was very thin, but in his arms she was plump and soft.
The image of Wen Sheng getting dressed in a hurry when he pushed the door open flashed through his mind, and he felt hot when he took a breath.
Go to hell with your ancestor’s principle of preserving heaven and destroying human desires, and go to hell with your father’s world of unity.
Doesn’t the warm fragrant nephrite smell good in your arms?
Wouldn't it be a joke for a seven-foot-tall man with a strong blood to be suffocated to death by his hot blood?
Besides, the monk is a fucking vegetarian, he wants to eat meat!
He now wants to be a ruthless beast.
After all, animals have their own happiness.
Wen Sheng wanted to sleep well, but after a while, she felt something was wrong.
She suddenly felt that she had been fooled.
As for what was wrong, Wen Sheng immediately understood that she was no longer a young girl who had just had her first period.
Wen Sheng's face burned, and she moved away deliberately, but the next second he grabbed her back and pressed her against her. He deliberately provoked her and kissed her earlobe. His voice was deep and lustful, "Why are you running?"
"There's something wrong with you." Wen Sheng sounded a little timid and reminded him, "This is a hospital, don't mess around."
"How do you know I want to mess around? Huh?" Fu Yanlin snorted, and his hands moved up from her waist, "Or do you want me to mess around?"
Wen Sheng was angry and said, "Stop talking nonsense."
"Well... is it okay to act recklessly?" Where did Fu Yanlin's tone of discussion and inquiry come from?
He clearly committed the crime knowingly.
Wen Sheng suddenly became angry, grabbed his hand and begged for mercy, "You can't!"
Fu Yanlin groaned, grabbed her hand and held it in his palm, saying, "You can do it."
Before Wen Sheng could realize what he meant, her hand was manipulated downwards to find the strange place.
Wen Sheng was so shocked that she subconsciously wanted to run away, but Fu Yanlin was unwilling to do so. He pressed down and pressed against him, burying his head in Wen Sheng's neck and panting, "Wen Sheng, be good and help me?"
"No!"
"Try it." Fu Yanlin was so uncomfortable that he pestered her and coaxed her, "Okay?"
Wen Sheng was shocked and wanted to escape, but she was held down. She couldn't resist the man's strong arms, and the sound of his breathing became heavier and heavier in her ears. The temperature gradually increased.
Fu Yanlin held her and turned her over, putting her on top of him, clasping the back of her head and kissing her
When he finished, Wen Sheng immediately got out of bed and rushed into the bathroom barefoot.
The lingering images in my mind, as well as his low moans when he was uncomfortable, were completely different from his usual arrogance or indifference. Just now, he acted like a child begging for sweets, coquettishly and begging.
Yes, I have thrown all my face into the clouds.
Fu Yanlin took care of it for a while and then followed him to the bathroom. Seeing Wen Sheng's bare feet on the floor, he picked her up and put her back on the hospital bed. Seeing her staring at him with shame and anger, Fu Yanlin couldn't help but take a bite of her. Wen Sheng pushed him away and got in with disgust.
Under the covers, he warned, "Please stay away from me."
After Fu Yanlin took a shower, he ran to bed and hugged Wen Sheng. Wen Sheng pushed him away in disgust and cursed, "Rogue!"
Fu Yanlin said with great satisfaction, "I feel good this time, and I will feel good for you next time. I am a person who knows how to repay kindness."
"..."
"I'm very skilled." Fu Yanlin lowered his voice and leaned into her ear, tempting her, "If you weren't sick and physically weak now, I could repay you immediately."
Wen Sheng wished she could kick him out of bed.
What kind of dog is he?
Why are you so shameless?
Fortunately, Fu Yanlin stayed calm after that and didn't mess with Wen Sheng.
Wen Sheng was so exhausted that she huddled in his arms and had a good sleep.
Fu Yanlin was so satisfied that he slept with his soft body in his arms, despising himself for being a beast. He was so happy.