Dressed as a high-risk occupation

Shen Yan came in in a wheelchair, and he was very obedient during this period of time. Doctor Zhang could apply whatever medicine he asked him to apply, and if he couldn't move around for a while, he would obediently sit in a wheelchair.

His eyes only fell on Jiang Wen'an alone, and he saw that he was staring at him fieryly, so hot that he was not used to it.

Only left for a while, he didn't know what happened.

Seeing Lan Linsheng with tears streaming down his face again, he felt even more puzzled.

and many more……

Lan Linsheng?How could he be with Mr.

Earlier, he had brought Lan Linsheng here just to stimulate the husband, and to force him to show that he cared about him. After the failure, he felt uncomfortable for a while and put it behind him. Only now did he remember it when he saw him ...

Could it be that sir has misunderstood all along?

He was also afraid that Lan Linsheng, a naughty boy who hadn't played before, would talk nonsense in front of his husband, so he immediately looked serious, "What are you doing here?"

Lan Linsheng didn't speak, but just covered his mouth and shook his head, which made Shen Yan frowned and became even more worried.

Before he could ask again, he heard Jiang Wen'an calling him, "Yanyan."

Shen Yan was stunned for a moment, unable to believe his ears.

As if to prove that he didn't have auditory hallucinations, Jiang Wen'an yelled again.

This time he could hear clearly, and joy quickly crept up his face. Although he didn't know why the husband suddenly changed his attitude, he just wanted to turn the wheelchair and go to the husband's side at the moment.

But he didn't expect Jiang Wen'an to come to him one step faster.

"Woooooo!" Lan Linsheng stamped her feet and shouted wildly from behind.

Shen Yan glanced at him impatiently, and his face was straightened.

"Don't look at him."

Under his surprised and bewildered gaze, Jiang Wen'an held his face, his handsome face lowered, swallowing all his panic.

"Ahhh!" Lan Linsheng's cry was in his ears.

Shen Yan was in a daze, and from the corner of his eye, he caught sight of the maids working around stopping their movements, all peeping here.

When the familiar and long-lost breath of the husband left, he still hadn't recalled it.

"Cough." Chen Minghong had already turned his face away, and waited for them to finish before urging the maids to work hard, and invited Lan Linsheng, who had been screaming, away.

It was quiet here just now.

Jiang Wen'an took a look at the cute and cute Shen Yan, as if he saw a young cub, couldn't help pinching his face, but he didn't pinch much flesh.

He was annoyed in his heart that Yanyan had lost weight these days.

The unwarranted loss and recovery made Jiang Wenan cherish it even more and think more clearly. They haven't found a way to go back yet, so before that, why did he waste the good time and not enjoy happiness?

He figured it out, love is selfish, he must remember him forever, even if it is only for a moment, he must bravely embrace each other.

Thinking of this, Jiang Wen'an pushed him into Yuehuan Palace.

"Sir..." Shen Yan really wanted to ask him what happened, but Jiang Wenan seemed very excited.

The door was closed, and with a "bang", the wheelchair was pushed against the door, and he leaned over to get close again, turned around, and lightly bit his lips again, dissatisfied with his dullness.

"Don't ask."

With the breath of longing and longing approaching, Shen Yan put aside the doubts in his heart for the time being, and devoted himself to the excitement.

When punishing Mr. Shen Yan, Shen Yan didn't kiss him. Later, when he wanted to get close to him nostalgicly, he only kissed his eyes, nose, and chin, but didn't touch his lips.

Because what he wants is consensual love.

This is the moment.

He could feel his husband's turbulent love rolling, which soon overwhelmed him and made him boil.

Instinctively, Shen Yan reached out her hand behind his back, pressing his waist and bringing the person to her body. The moment when the temperature is close to him is the moment when Shen Yan takes the initiative.

"Well……"

The one who took the initiative first couldn't stand it anymore, Jiang Wen'an propped his arm on the door, and bit him lightly to get a moment's breath/breath.

The radiant spring light fell on his face, and the little Xihe that came in through the crack of the door fell on his rosy and plump lips. Jiang Wenan bowed his body, not daring to touch Shen Yan, and still had some scruples, "Your legs ..."

"It's almost ready." Shen Yan's breathing was disordered, and he couldn't wait for a long time, and he hugged him up with one hand with his long arms.

Jiang Wen'an let out a low cry, and he was half kneeling on him, which was surprisingly consistent with the scene that day.

It's just that my mentality has changed, and I'm only shy at this moment.

Shen Yan approached impatiently, but his mouth was covered again.

"Is your leg really okay?"

The man with a beating heart skipped a beat and kissed his warm palm, causing him to let go hastily before he smiled and said, "It's really all right, sir, don't worry, sit down."

Jiang Wen'an didn't dare, he was terrified when he saw the bloody wound that day, so he was very careful now.

Because of his half-kneeling posture, he looked at Shen Yan in a condescending posture at the moment.

His eyes were drooping and delicate/panting slightly, and he just looked at Shen Yan so intently.

Shen Yan gasped for breath, and couldn't help it anymore, so he stopped talking and pinched his chin to make him bow his head.

Hu Xian/Shua penetrated forcefully, and the two close hearts finally hugged each other tightly.

Shen Yan was very fierce and ruthless, this time he hardly gave him a chance to catch his breath, and kept asking for and disturbing him with strands of cold fragrance, which both made him lost and forced him to wake up, until he felt that he was separated from the two sides His tui trembled slightly, and when he couldn't help reaching out to pat him, Shen Yan finally moved his position mercifully.

Jiang Wen'an couldn't slow down, his hands were no longer supporting other places, but could only completely cling to Yanyan's neck.

Rolling from the lips to the chin is giving him a chance to relax, but before he can relax, the breath is close to the more sensitive/sensitive part.

The tip of Shen Yan's butt was also slightly cool, just stroking it lightly, Jiang Wen'an couldn't help but suddenly raised his neck, his legs could no longer support him, and sat on him.

Shen Yan's teasing/teasing stopped there, and the dull and hoarse voice whispered in his ear: "Sir, can you still catch your breath?"

Jiang Wen'an blushed, his steaming cheeks had been held and forced to lean towards Shen Yan, facing the scorching gaze, his breathing was completely staggered and fused.

The wheelchair was driven around randomly according to the movements, all Jiang Wen'an's fulcrum was on one person, and all his sense of security was placed on him, so he was a little more flustered.

A moment of distraction was noticed, and another swift attack.

There are many things I want to say to each other, but at this moment, it seems that no words are more reassuring than an intimate kiss.

So they didn't say anything, just hugged each other vigorously, kissed each other earnestly, and told how they missed each other like catharsis.

Jiang Wen'an had never been so tired in his life, nor had he been so satisfied.

The place where he was sitting was uncomfortable, his back was about to be twisted, and he was drowning like a lack of oxygen, but all of this made him feel fulfilled and happy. They hugged each other tightly, almost wanting to melt into each other's flesh and blood.

When his lips were numb, Shen Yan finally let him go.

Jiang Wen'an didn't twitch, at the moment his chest was full of passion that needed to be vented, he and Shen Yan looked at each other, and confessed word by word: "Yanyan, I like you."

Words are more powerful than any backstabbing weapon and panacea, and can make a person fall into the abyss to die, and can also save a person who is dying.

The heart that was beaten to the bottom was rescued by him personally. Shen Yan was full of piety, kissed his dewy eyelashes, kissed the tip of his handsome nose, and finally fell on the red and swollen lips that had been bullied.

The embrace that binds him is very strong, but this time Shen Yan is extremely gentle, as delicate as tasting a sweet pastry, and soothing the mimosa like a gentle spring breeze, luring him to bloom, using the utmost lingering/lingering love surround him.

Jiang Wen'an completely lost his strength, nestled in his arms, closed his eyes to feel the extreme intimacy.

During this period of time, Shen Yan hugged him to sleep every day, but never once made him feel at ease like this moment.

Shen Yan lowered his head and kissed his hair, wrapping his fingertips around the cool hair.

His voice was still a little hoarse: "Sir, pinch me."

"Huh?" Jiang Wen'an couldn't help but feel a little confused.

"I'm afraid it's a dream."

The person in his arms smiled lowly, and temporarily loosened the arms around his waist, but did not pinch him.

Jiang Wen'an stretched out his hand to pull the skirt of his shirt, and opened the neckline. He ground his teeth, and finally left a row of teeth marks on the fair skin of his neck.

After biting for a while before letting go, he raised his head and asked Shen Yan, "Does it hurt?"

"Hmm." Shen Yan muttered to himself, "It's not a dream."

It wasn't until he turned the wheelchair and hugged Jiang Wen'an, who was unwilling to move, to the soft bed, that Shen Yan remembered that there were still many things that he should explain to his husband.

He hugged Jiang Wen'an, and babbled about Lan Linsheng and Xing Huai.

"Lan Linsheng is from the Lan clan, he is my distant cousin. Xing Huai is his elder brother Lan Linxiao's personal bodyguard. The figure that Mr. saw that day was him. I will let him meet another day. Mr. must believe it." I."

"it is good."

"I have never touched him! And he loves Xing Huai, everyone knows that."

Jiang Wen'an distractedly asked, "Does Xing Huai know?"

"I don't know, but I heard Lan Linxiao say that he is not masculine, so I guess he doesn't like it."

"Oh." Jiang Wen'an nodded, sighing in his heart that Lan Linsheng might be destined to be sad.

"I've never touched anyone else." Speaking of this, Shen Yan couldn't help feeling a little aggrieved, "That little guy touched Mr. that day, and almost kissed him, but Mr. didn't hide..."

Although it was his own request, Shen Yan still couldn't help being a little sour, "I wouldn't be angry as long as you pushed him away, but sir didn't..."

He was a little scared, "If I don't stop, will my husband really want him to kiss you? It will really be in front of my face..."

"Stop!" The more he listened, the more bitter he became, and the more strange he became, Jiang Wen'an had to interrupt him. He propped himself up and lay on Shen Yan's body, and looked at him seriously: "No if, the reality is that you like me and don't want to. Seeing me getting close to others, and I also like you, it is naturally impossible to do such a thing in front of you."

Regardless of whether Shen Yan would believe it or not, Jiang Wen'an felt that he had to clarify for himself.

From now on, he doesn't want to carry on with everything about "Jiang Wen'an" anymore.

Maybe he can't tell Shen Yan everything clearly, but at least try his best to explain to him that he never did those things.

He lowered his eyes and hesitated: "Actually...it was my first time with you that day, and I have never met anyone before."

"Yanyan, do you believe me?"

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