God Yan anchor has been sealed again

Xuewei closed her eyes, and saw the change of Wen Man's expression—that pair of handsome and affectionate peach blossom eyes widened first, then showed strong worry, and then moved closer...

It was a few minutes before he regained consciousness.

There was a lot of people around, and there were people on the left and right to help open the way. German, English, and Chinese were mixed together, and all the babbles exploded in my ears, and he was lying on the broad and stable shoulders of a person.

Wen Man's shoulders are very hard, I don't know if it's the muscles or the skeleton, it's quite painful.Xuewei poked his chin on his shoulder, opened his eyes slightly, and saw the medical lounge in front of him. Someone had already pricked his hand with a needle, which should be glucose, and there was only some faint pain left at the needle site.

There was a large group of people around him, Xuewei secretly raised her eyelids, planning to find a suitable time to wake up, but she couldn't find it.

Wen Man whispered to Alan: "Take a rest in the afternoon, I will accompany him."

Then Alan replied: "Okay, as long as there is no problem, the doctor has seen it, right? I will go and talk to other people first."

Others followed suit to take a look, and then left the lounge.

Xuewei felt that she was put on the bed by Wenman - he held his waist and hands, wrapped him in the quilt easily, then brought a pillow and put it under his pillow.

Xuewei still had her eyes closed.

He originally planned to wake up at the right time when everyone was around to avoid embarrassment, but he didn't find the right time just now, and it seemed even more embarrassing to wake up now.

Only he and Wen Man were left in the lounge.It was so quiet that you could hear the whirring of the central air conditioner.

Wen Man sat down beside him, didn't know what he was doing, or didn't do anything, just looked at him simply.

Xuewei heard her own heartbeat, one after another, bang, bang.

The light in the room is not very bright. In the pale light, the skin of the young man on the hospital bed is fine and white, but his lips are still rosy, with a touch of pink, which is indescribably delicate and beautiful. He kissed the lips of this young man just this morning. .

Slightly cool and sweet.

Wen Man stretched out his hand suddenly, and gently pressed Xuewei's lips with his fingertips.

Xue was slightly startled.But still closed eyes, did not move.

His movement was very small, and he didn't make any more movements. He just pressed against his lower lip lightly, and an inconspicuous white mark was pressed out of his plump lips with a little force, and his breath could not be restrained from leaking from between his lips and teeth. out, brushing on his fingertips.

Wen Man seems to like the touch between the upper airflow, retracts his fingertips, but probes between his nose and his lips, gently tossing and turning, the back of his fingers is turned, and it seems to be tracing his face.It seems that he is something easy to touch, no matter how much you can touch it, you can't touch it enough, and you can't touch it.

Xue Wei's black eyelashes trembled, and he felt that he was getting hot. Starting from his neck, the heat rushed all the way up, and the base of his ears gradually turned red.

He could close his eyes and pretend to be asleep, but his blush couldn't be stopped.

He felt the hand that smelled the egg stop.

The man stared at him, and was a little surprised to see that Xue Wei's snow-white skin was quickly covered with a blush, and the butterfly-like long eyelashes trembled more and more frequently, and the frequency became higher and higher.

Xuewei knew that this time she was definitely revealing her secrets, so she simply opened her eyes and stared at him with a pair of almond eyes: "What are you doing?"

His voice was also lowered, and he deliberately made a rough tone to cover up his guilty conscience.

Wen Man looked at him, raised his hands, showing an innocent surrender, and only after Xuewei covered his face with a quilt, he laughed—but what he said was not innocent at all.

"touch you."

Xuewei: "."

His hand holding the quilt trembled.

The world is going down! ! !

Indiscreet!

Touch after kissing!He said it so eloquently!

"Do you want to touch it?" Wen Man asked calmly.

Xuewei was so shocked that she couldn't say a word, and it took her a long time to falter and say, "Are you sick, have a fever?"

Wen Man rested his chin on his palm, and tilted his head slightly to look at him. The expression on his handsome face was the opposite of what he said. It was a rare silence and seriousness: "I'm not sick."

"Little friend." Xuewei saw him poking forward, his whole body seemed to be stuck, or buried, buried in the quilt beside his hand, he lowered his head, but Xuewei could still see him slightly raised corner of his lips, "Stay with me."

The shock came too fast, Xuewei lost his ability to speak, and he was still in a daze.

Wen Man still lowered his head and leaned against his hand: "How long have I liked you, don't you know?"

Xuewei: "?"

Xue Wei tremblingly asked: "How long have you... liked me? Didn't you still get confessed by the anchor half a year ago...?"

Wen Man raised his eyes and said in a deep and forceful tone, "I liked you when I came to Germany before."

Xuewei: "???"

Wen Man said: "I thought you knew. I will buy what you like...but you generally don't want it."

Xuewei couldn't help it: "Who would want this—" Isn't this a provocation from the rich!

Wen Man glanced at him again, and said in a flat voice, "But you have to see a few, right? I told you the bank card password."

Xuewei tried hard to recall the six numbers, and felt that the problem was obviously that Wen Man didn't follow the routine: "It's not my birthday either! How can I tell??"

"Your own game digital ID." Wen Man said.

Xuewei: "."

Xuewei: "I always log in with my mobile phone number..."

Wen Man looked at him, and he looked at Wen Man.

The tips of Xuewei's ears were already red enough to bleed, his brain was spinning rapidly, and finally he whispered: "...Forget it, let's not talk about it."

Wen Man watched him quietly.

Xuewei looks like a fluffy little animal, with her head down, and the hair on top is still fluffy.

"Then I kiss you, are you disgusted?" He asked in a low voice.

In fact, he still doesn't know Xuewei's sexual orientation, this kid often behaves like a straight guy.

"You're still young, and I'm actually not sure whether to do this... so as not to cause any shadow or influence on you... But I think it's disrespectful to you if you keep silent." Wen Man said.

Xuewei was stunned for a long time, and then felt that he would be hypocritical if he didn't speak anymore, he muttered something in a low voice, but Wen Man didn't hear a single word.

"What?" Wen Man asked.

"I said I'm not disgusted!!!" Xuewei yelled, and then realized that his voice was too loud, and quickly shrank back into the bed. He felt that his whole body was going to burn, and he was almost bored to death.

I knew that I ran away with him four years ago.

Wen Man slightly opened his eyes wide: "You mean..."

Xuewei decided not to tell him that he was secretly in love with him at the same time, so he muttered a few words: "I know."

"Then I..." Wen Man obviously hesitated, he didn't understand the meaning of Xue Wei's words.

"Forget it." Xuewei got up from the bed, feeling that he had adapted to the fever all over his body, he raised his eyes, and looked at Wenman calmly.

Afterwards, Xuewei stretched out her hand and grabbed Wenman's neckline with impreciseness. The young man's strength was very reckless, and his fingertips were soft, which disturbed his collar, but he couldn't find a point of strength, but he just So recklessly, like a calf, he directly ran over.

Lips, to lips, touch hard.

Wen Man stepped back and let out a low voice.

Xuewei stopped immediately and stared at him blankly.

Wen Man covered the corners of his lips: "Noisy."

He broke his lip due to incorrect posture and too aggressive a momentum exchange.

Xuewei: "."

Wen Man covered his lips for a while, then licked the blood in his mouth, his smile was still gentle and beautiful: "It's okay."

He already understood his attitude.

Xue slightly looked away and scratched her head.But not long after moving back, Wen Man held the back of his head and dragged him back.

Wen Man's breath was very close to him, that is, at such a short distance, Xuewei suddenly noticed Wen Man's turbulent breath hidden behind the gentle and elegant - extremely aggressive, suppressed possessive desire and cold and meticulous calculation.

"I'll come, can I?"

he asked in a low voice, breathing against the tips of his ears.Xuewei's fingertips trembled a little, and without waiting for a reaction, Wen Man moved over and kissed his lips.

……

"Stick out your tongue and make a fuss."

……

"Breathe, make noise, breathe."

Xuewei couldn't breathe, and made a joke, Wen Man pressed his back and kissed him, her voice was already low and hoarse, and the corners of her eyes were a little red from the atmosphere.Xuewei was unexpectedly obedient - he couldn't do it if he wasn't obedient, any struggle was held by Wenman's hands, and instead he seemed shy, so he didn't feel shy at all.

He just felt that he was being kissed so dizzyingly that he couldn't see anything clearly, only Wen Man's peachy eyes.