Hearing this, Yan Qingxue's eyes moved, moved away from Ye Lan's face, slowly moved down, and landed on his neck.
Ye Lan was looking at her, trying to capture what she was thinking from her face. While watching, Yan Qingxue suddenly stood up and left here directly.
Ye Lan blinked: "Why does it feel like she is not interested in me at all?"
System: "It seems that it is really the case..."
Is the host going to make a mistake on Yan Qingxue?
After a while, Yan Qingxue walked back. Ye Lan noticed her hands at first sight, wearing a pair of medical rubber gloves. It was blue, but not as deep as the sea, but on some pills.
The blue color makes people feel inexplicably afraid.
In response to this, Ye Lan's eyes showed a hint of fear, like a newborn deer, tender and vivid, unconsciously reminding people of the cruel appearance under the mouth of a wolf.
Of course, Ye Lan did this on purpose. In addition to remedy, he also had another purpose, which was to test whether Yan Qingxue was interested in him.
Could it be that Yan Qingxue is really so medically ethical that she can suppress her personality with a sadistic desire as long as she wears a white coat?
If this is true, then the Leshan Giant Buddha should stand up and give Yan Qingxue a seat and let her sit there.
Ye Lan was thinking that his neck was cold, and he felt a rubber texture, with a stimulating chill, which made his body tremble slightly, and he subconsciously fell back to the sofa, trying to avoid Yan Qingxue.
Touch.
But no matter how he retreated, Yan Qingxue's hand was always on his neck, like a maggot on his tarsal bone.
"Don't move."
Yan Qingxue's figure also approached, kneeling on the sofa beside Ye Lan with one leg and one knee. From behind, it looked like she was bullying her body and pressing towards Ye Lan.
The words "simple" were spit out from her mouth, as if they were commands.
Seeing this, a smile flashed in Ye Lan's eyes. Finally, she couldn't hold it in. Don't pretend anymore?
He closed his eyes "subconsciously", frowned, his head tilted back, his neck stretched to the extreme, and a muffled groan came from his tightly closed petals.
Every move was too much like a little lamb who was slaughtered, not to mention that he fell into the wolf's mouth, as if the neck was broken and blood gushed out the next moment.
Yan Qingxue's hand was wandering around Ye Lan's neck and rubbing it. He felt a sensation of itch, and then he heard her ask, "Is itchy?"
Ye Lan thought to himself, nonsense, you wish you could scratch my armpits, how can I not itch?
He said truthfully: "Itchy..."
The sound was faint, like a slight sound leaking from the crack.
Yan Qingxue kept silent. Ye Lan just felt her movements change from touching to kneading, and a pain arises naturally. Before she could ask, he said directly: "It hurts..."
He hummed this sound, with a hint of tremolo.
Yan Qingxue said unheard, and asked, "Does it hurt?"
The strength of his hand seemed to increase a little more, and Ye Lan snorted again: "It hurts..."
His eyes were wet, like a thin layer of mist, which would turn into tears at any time.
Finally, Yan Qingxue withdrew her hand, and Ye Lan seemed to have come back alive, gasping slightly, raising her hand to touch her neck.
It should have been a little red before, but now it must be red.
He raised his head and opened his watery eyes: "Sister Yan, what's going on? Are you allergic?"
Yan Qingxue's plain voice sounded: "Maybe, what did you do last night?"
Ye Lan's mouth raised a little curve, revealing the memory: "This, I'll think about it..."
"I didn't do anything. I just drank some wine with my classmates and went home..."
"Go back to someone else's home?"
Ye Lan paused. If it weren't for the only ones here, he and Yan Qingxue, he would have doubted who said this sentence, and he wouldn't have seen her open his mouth at all.
Ye Lan blinked her eyes, raised her lips slightly, and said innocently: "Is it okay to spend the night at a friend's house?"
"Of course." Yan Qingxue's expression remained unchanged. "I just need to know everything you did yesterday to judge whether your symptoms are allergic."
"Including after returning to someone else's house?"
"Including after returning to someone else's house."
"Oh..." Ye Lan looked suddenly, and then said slowly, "But... after I got home, I did nothing and went to bed?"
"Is that true?" Yan Qingxue took off her glasses and showed her cold eyes. Her calm and gentle gaze suddenly became sharp, as if she was about to see through Ye Lan's eyes and see through his heart, "That might be the case My judgment is wrong, your symptoms are not allergic."
Ye Lan looked confused: "What is that?"
Yan Qingxue stopped talking, just lowered her head and held a clean cloth, gently wiping her glasses, over and over again, seriously and carefully.
It is said that a meticulous woman is the most attractive, and Yan Qingxue may be like this now.
After cleaning her glasses, she slowly put them on, her slightly cool and thin lips slightly opened, and she spit out two words:
“Sex addiction.”
The air became quiet instantly.
Ye Lan still looked dazed, as if she didn't expect that Yan Qingxue would say such words that were not in line with her personality.
"Sex" seems to have nothing to do with Yan Qingxue since the beginning.
At the moment, she expressed it so bluntly.
Ye Lan met those eyes, bright and cold, with a sharp light, like a brand new scalpel, trying to cut open a person's skin to reveal the flesh and blood and organs under it.
Seeing this, Ye Lan slowly restrained the pretended confusion on his face and showed a natural smile.
"Doctor Yan, has anyone ever said...you are boring?"
The name changed from "Sister Yan" to "Doctor Yan". There was nothing wrong with it, just like his changing expression, which was taken care of by chance.
Yan Qingxue did not answer Ye Lan, but just stared at him deeply, looking at the sunshine, youthful, and lively male college student, turned into a romantic and wanton Neptune in the blink of an eye. This sudden change will make people wonder if this is Not the same person.
But Yan Qingxue was not suspicious at all. She realized something was wrong from the beginning.
It is really that every pore on Ye Lan's body is very in line with her preferences. It is like a gift tailored for her. She must be her and she must be incompatible.
Now this doubt that has always existed in my heart finally has an answer.
This is indeed a trap of careful construction.
Just to capture her.
"No."
She finally responded.
Ye Lan shook her head, her bright red lips raised slightly, Yingying smiled: "Then let me tell you, Doctor Yan, you really..."