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The doctor wiped his hair with a dry towel and came out. Yingsha stared at the door of the bathroom in a daze. He suddenly saw the doctor and was stunned for a while.

The doctor thought there was a way, and saw Yingsha lying on the bed in pajamas, turning the pages of the book as if nothing had happened, but his ears were already red, as if he was about to bleed, but his face still looked calm.

She walked towards Ying Sha slowly, her slippers slammed on the floor, and as the doctor approached, Ying Sha subconsciously held her breath.

"You...what do you want to do?" Yingsha turned her face away awkwardly, the doctor's hot breath sprayed on her face, and her face involuntarily turned even more red.

"It's nothing." The doctor sat next to Ying Sha generously, touching Ying Sha vaguely with his body, "Why, I'm still reading."

"Turn through... casually." Ying Sha couldn't catch up, and pretended to be calm.

"It's getting late. Rest early." The doctor kissed Ying Sha lightly on the cheek and said good night.

Yingsha suddenly felt an inexplicable sense of loss in his heart, blinked, lowered his eyebrows, and did not speak.

The doctor keenly sensed Yingsha's emotions. At this moment, Yingsha didn't defend the doctor at all. Maybe it was because the betrayal of her comrades who fought side by side made her a little desperate, or maybe the doctor didn't laugh at her when she was most embarrassed. She didn't give up on her, this feeling made her nostalgic, she thought that she would never trust anyone in this life, and thought that she would be so lonely all her life, and finally died of old age and desolation, or could not hide her well, but now , the doctor's feelings are like a life-saving straw, let her, a person who is about to drown at any time, see hope, the hope of becoming a normal person.

"You want me to stay?" the doctor smiled.

Ying Sha remained silent with a guilty conscience, partly because the doctor had hit the mark, and partly because he felt guilty towards the doctor.

"Hmm." The small voice was so pleasant to the doctor's ears.

The doctor lifted a corner of the quilt, got in, and lay down beside Ying Sha with warmth and fragrance.Yingsha put down the book, turned off the light, lay down carefully, and said in a low voice, "Good night."

In the darkness, the doctor burst out laughing, squeezed Ying Sha's waist, and said, "If you let me stay, it's not really just a chat under the quilt."

"You...what do you want?" As soon as the words came out, Yingsha wanted to slap herself twice. The doctor's meaning couldn't be more obvious. She couldn't help but hold her breath, her heart beating like thunder. flow.

"What do you think?" The doctor was in a good mood, she thought Yingsha was cute, so she teased her, "You should know that I can't do nothing if I stay."

Ying Sha tightened her body and struggled for a long time. She only limited herself to theory on this matter, and she would inevitably feel a little stage fright when it comes to actual combat.She dawdled for a while, and the doctor waited patiently for her answer.Instead, Yingsha went all out and lay flat there, as if he was letting the king do whatever he wanted.

The doctor swallowed impatiently, it was very clear in the dark night, Yingsha felt his face turned redder, as if burning, hot and uncomfortable.

The doctor braced himself and fumbled to turn on the light.Yingsha was startled by her actions, grabbed the doctor, and begged in a low voice: "Don't..."

The doctor hesitated for a while, and stopped turning on the light, but lowered his head, and gently kissed Yingsha's skin.

She gently lifted Yingsha's clothes, and felt the obvious trembling of the person under her. She comforted her with kisses, and cared about every little reaction of the person under her with patience and meticulousness.

Yingsha's body honestly expressed her joy, she trembled, and a groan involuntarily leaked out, which made the doctor extremely happy.

The doctor's kiss traversed the mountains, crossed the tall peaks, passed through the plains, stepped through the sparse bushes, found the swollen, swollen fruit, and held it in his mouth as if he had found a treasure.

Yingsha was breathing rapidly, the doctor's kiss was too hot, she felt that she would go crazy the next moment.

Drive straight in, the warm and moist feeling wraps around the fingers, tightly entangled, as if leaving reluctantly.

A string was stretched so tightly that it seemed likely to break at any moment.

She seemed to hear someone asking, "Do you like it?"

"Like it," she murmured.

A good night's dream.