Klein bottle personality

In an instant, Ding Muyan seemed to fall into a raging fire, and the heat from Xiao Jin's body was continuously transmitted to him, and the smell of alcohol was also mixed.It doesn't matter if it's just hot, but the stiff thing on his lower body is straight against his waist, like a loaded gun.

"You..." Ding Muyan couldn't figure out why this man was still so strong despite having a fever.

Xiao Jin pressed down on Ding Muyan with hands and feet, gasping in his ear: "Do you still want to wipe my body?"

"Are you in heat?" Ding Muyan asked angrily.

Xiao Jin smiled: "Yes, I can be in heat when I see you."

"This is a disease, it will be fine once it is castrated!"

Xiao Jin laughed even more happily, and Ding Muyan could clearly feel his heaving chest on his back, as if something was agitating and turbulent.

"It is indeed a disease, only you can cure it." Xiao Jin lowered his head and bit Ding Muyan's earlobe.

Ding Muyan's whole body was so soft that he almost shrank into a ball. He wanted to scream but was too ashamed to scream, so he suppressed it desperately, and let out a strange sound that was almost crying.As soon as he made a sound, he immediately felt that the thing on his waist swelled up a bit.

"Don't move!" Xiao Jin panted like an asthma attack.Although the desire was rolling in his body, he didn't intend to do anything. Firstly, his physical strength could not keep up with it, and secondly, he and Ding Muyan hadn't reconciled yet, and he didn't want to offend easily.But the physiological instinct is not something you can control if you want to control it, especially in front of Ding Muyan, it seems that he has become a young boy who has just started eating meat, and every small movement and micro expression can make him feel impulsive.

"I didn't move! It's obviously you who are moving!" Ding Muyan's body stiffened, he couldn't tell whether he was angry or nervous, he was still young, and his blood was still vigorous. Hugged by a fiery body, he was about to move accidentally.

"Okay, if you don't move, I won't move either."

The two of them were like two logs, maintaining a posture, and it took a long time to calm down a little.

Xiao Jin reluctantly let go of Ding Muyan, and before letting go completely, his lips brushed against the corner of his mouth, leaving a kiss that seemed like nothing.

Ding Muyan touched the place he touched, and moved to the side of the bed.

Neither of them spoke anymore, and they still need some time to calm down completely.

I don't know how long it took, Xiao Jin suddenly said: "I seem to have a severe fever."

Ding Muyan closed his eyes, refraining from opening them to look at him: "You deserve it!"

On the second day, Xiao Jin was still normal in the morning, but his body temperature rose again in the evening.When a person has a fever, he has no energy to do anything, and even has no appetite to eat.

"I bought porridge from a Chinese restaurant. It's lighter. You can try it." Ding Muyan thought about it and returned to the hotel early.

Xiao Jin opened the lid and sniffed it, but he was also weak in speaking: "I can't lift my hands up, so feed me."

Ding Muyan looked sideways: "Do you want me to help you lift your pants when you go to the bathroom?"

"Okay!" Xiao Jin said with a cheeky face, "I'm afraid I'll smoke you."

"Eat by yourself! If you don't eat, you will be hungry!"

"I really can't lift my hand, it hurts when I lift it up." Xiao Jin raised his hand as he spoke, and he couldn't move it half way up, "It hurts even if I don't move."

"Get down, let me check."

Xiao Jin lay down obediently, and Ding Muyan pressed along his bones and muscles bit by bit.

"Does it hurt?"

"It doesn't hurt."

"What about here?"

"It doesn't hurt." Xiao Jin smiled, "My butt seems to hurt a bit, can you feel it?"

Ding Muyan poked his wound with a cold face, Xiao Jin let out a scream.

"There is no tendon injury, and the bones should be fine. The wound still hurts, but it's best to take a photo after returning home."

"It really hurts, I didn't lie to you." Xiao Jin repeatedly emphasized.

Ding Muyan believed that he was in real pain. His wound was very deep, and any movement of his left arm would stretch the wound.After hesitating for a while, Ding Muyan still compromised, took a spoonful of porridge and brought it to his mouth.

Xiao Jin narrowed his eyes with a smile, like a huge fox who stole a chicken.

Unexpectedly, Ding Muyan's cell phone rang just after eating two bites.He put down the porridge and took out his phone, glanced at Xiao Jin, and went to the balcony to answer the phone.

Xiao Jin snorted disdainfully, and while Ding Muyan was looking at him, he also saw Wen Yizhou's name displayed on the screen.

He was very upset, and finally coaxed Ding Muyan to eat and feed, but was interrupted again, and scolded Wen Yizhou over and over again in his stomach, and vaguely heard Ding Muyan say "the weather here is good" "I will pay attention to rest " and the like.

Ding Muyan is not a person who likes talking on the phone, and the call time is not long, only three or four minutes, but Xiao Jin feels that 4 years have passed.When Ding Muyan picked up the cable and went back to the house, Xiao Jinyong said in a tone that seemed indifferent, but in fact anyone could hear the sourness: "How far are you now?"

Ding Muyan said lightly: "Very good."

"Heh, how good is it?"

Ding Muyan was too lazy to hang around with him, picked up the porridge and said, "Do you still want to eat?"

"Eat, eat, eat!" Xiao Jin said spinelessly.

After eating half a bowl of porridge, Xiao Jin felt much more comfortable in his stomach, but he was unhappy when he thought of Wen Yizhou, especially Ding Muyan's protective attitude everywhere, which made him very unhappy. "Wen Yizhou lives alone, right? Both his parents are in his hometown?" he asked.

Ding Muyan suddenly changed his face and looked at Xiao Jin gloomyly.

"What's the matter?" Xiao Jin didn't understand why he got angry suddenly when the atmosphere was good just now.

Ding Muyan frowned, put down the porridge bowl, and said seriously: "Don't play tricks on him."

Xiao Jin's heart skipped a beat, and his face sank: "What did I do?"

"You haven't done anything yet, but what do you want to do? Why do you ask if he is alone? Why ask his parents?"

"I just asked casually what's wrong?"

"Are you really asking casually, or are you planning something?" Ding Muyan refused to budge.

There was a silent confrontation, with faint anger, and then Xiao Jin sneered: "So in your eyes, I am an unscrupulous bastard?"

Ding Muyan's lips moved, as if he wanted to explain something, but he didn't say anything.

"Speak up." Xiao Jin raised his voice, "Do you think I'm only scheming? Do you think that no matter what I say, there are other plans behind my back?"

"I didn't say anything, forget about the porridge."

"But you think so in your heart!" Xiao Jin was aggressive, "Xue Chuwei is unclear, you blame me for exposing him? I just made the good things he did to the public. Is it my fault?"

"Okay, don't talk about it, I just remind you. Do you still have half a bowl of porridge?"

"Reminder? Remind me what? Don't do bad things and don't be afraid of ghosts knocking on the door. If you want to, don't set up a memorial archway. I didn't slander him! You always help others to blame me, are you partial? No matter what you say I'm having a good time, why didn't I get any benefit!"

"Do you still want to drink porridge?" Ding Muyan smashed the bowl on the table, "Is it endless? Are you reasonable? You exposed Xue Chuwei and you are a moral model? You have caused Zhu Yuan What do you say when the boss is checked? What do you say when you cause me to be pointed and scolded? What do you say when you make my father unable to get up and down? How louder your voice is! You have been wronged to death, right!"

Xiao Jin lost his arrogance after being yelled at by him, and shrank back under the quilt with a guilty conscience.Of course he knew what Ding Muyan said, but when he scolded him in front of his face, he immediately lost face.At that time, I always felt that everything was under control, and sooner or later Ding Muyan would be forced to give in to him. In order to achieve this goal, even harm would be spared. Looking back now, I feel ashamed.

Asking Wen Yizhou about the situation was just a casual question. He is used to getting to know his opponents and condescendingly to control the surrounding things. If he really wants to do something, he will definitely send another person to investigate. The information he finds may be better than Ding. Mu Yan is still accurate.Dante Muyan is like a frightened bird, every little thing will make him think too much, all of this is caused by himself.

"I'm sorry." Xiao Jin bowed his head.Proud as Xiao Jin, he never bowed his head to others easily, but at this moment he was suddenly very scared, afraid that Ding Muyan would get angry, it seemed that as long as he could dispel his anger, it didn't matter even if he bowed his head and made a fool of himself.

With a cold face, Ding Muyan kept stirring the porridge with a spoon.He is not a person who likes to turn over old scores, but there are some things that are buried in his heart like a pimple, which is always unpleasant.What Xiao Jin said was right, Xue Chuwei deserved what he deserved, but the other people affected were innocent. Xiao Jin hit a stick and overturned a whole boatload of people, especially those closest to him. brooding.It's always uncomfortable to hold back for a long time, and finally I have the opportunity to say what I want to say, and now I feel much more comfortable after yelling.

Xiao Jin saw that his face seemed to have softened a little, and touched his hand cautiously: "I want to drink porridge."

Ding Muyan gave him a sideways look.

"It hurts! It hurts so much!" Xiao Jin frowned.

"Can you not be coquettish?"

"Ah—" Xiao Jin opened his mouth wide.

Ding Muyan sighed and took another mouthful of porridge.

At this time, the phone rang again, this time it was Xiao Jin's phone.

"It's my brother." Xiao Jin answered the phone, "Hey, Brother Yuan. Well, I was injured, I was shot, and almost died... I'm fine now, fortunately Mu Yan is here... Don't think of me for such a good thing in the future Yes, my daughter-in-law hasn't caught up yet..."

Ding Muyan, who was wiping his hands, raised his hand and threw the crumpled tissue on his face.

Xiao Jin rubbed his face, put the phone away, and asked Ding Muyan softly, "When are you going back to China?"

Ding Muyan thought for a while and said, "I booked a flight for Friday night."

Xiao Jin picked up the phone: "Help me book a flight on Saturday morning. I'm going back with Mu Yan. I'm very weak and need someone to take care of me."

Ding Muyan glared at Xiao Jin angrily. In fact, he booked a flight on Saturday and deliberately told Xiao Jin that it was Friday night, but he didn't expect Xiao Jin to be fooled.

After Xiao Jin ended the call, he opened his mouth wide again to Ding Muyan: "Ah——"

Ding Muyan said coldly: "Eat by yourself."

"Don't, it's not a good habit to give up halfway."

"You already knew about my return flight, and you asked me hypocritically, hypocrisy!"

"You've changed, you wouldn't have lied to me before."

"Those who are close to the ink are black."

"It's a perfect match!"