If you want to refuse after seeing it, you will still welcome it [Entertainment]

3 am.

In the sultry night, the cicadas sing sparsely, and the occasional cool wind blows through the treetops, stirring patches of greenery.

The air conditioner was turned on in the ward, showing 23 degrees. The suitable temperature was neither too high nor too low, making it the most comfortable.

Wen Mo, who was lying on the sofa, breathed long, softly and evenly, obviously sleeping soundly.

As for Zuo Jin, who was lying on the hospital bed, with his body sideways, his back facing the French windows with light gauze curtains, he was also breathing softly, with his shoulder blades undulating shallowly, apparently in a deep sleep of consciousness.

Following the slight rolling sound from the side of the sofa, the closed eyelids of the person on the bed also moved strangely.

The voices came more and more intensively, and the body of the person on the bed was gradually not as soft as it was at the beginning.

Obviously, there is a tacit understanding between the two on how to trick the other party into falling asleep.

This silently soars acting skills for several hours.

Perseverance, perseverance, and strength are all displayed to the fullest!

Wen Mo approached the hospital bed lightly, under the dim light, the slim figure was lying on his side without moving, his breathing was still long.

Quietly lifted a corner of the quilt, and put all the movements to the lightest. It looked a bit funny like being a thief for the first time.

The soft bed made a slight continuous sound, and a piece was also sunken.

Lying on his side, Zuo Jin's long eyelashes trembled, his face half-hidden in the shadows felt slightly tense, and the tips of his ears, whose hair was slightly exposed, jumped in surprise.

After spending nearly 10 minutes, the person who was slowly dawdling finally lay on his side on the hospital bed with his back facing the floor-to-ceiling windows, only about [-] centimeters away from the other person.

"Ms. Zuo?" Wen Mo called softly with a pervasive smile.

The voice overflowed, and there was no response.

Then he leaned against the tip of the ear protruding from the hair, and called softly again: "Zuo Jin!"

Still no response.

Now, Wen Mo, who was sneaky and thieves, was relieved, and moved quietly, much faster than before.

In less than a minute, the whole person can achieve the true sense of "chest to back".

He raised his hands around his soft waist, hugged him more contentedly, and couldn't help but take a deep breath. The sweet smell diffused into the nasal cavity, into the lungs, and spread to the nerve endings along countless veins.

smell good!

It is fragrant and soft!

Have a good dream tonight!Rubbing the warm ink on the back of her neck, she closed her brown eyes and fell asleep.

The person close behind quieted down, and it was her breath that brushed against the skin of the back of her neck again and again.It was obviously a gentle and warm wind, but it caused countless tiny fluff to stand up in panic, quite a bit shivering.

The place touched by the warm breath became hotter and hotter, coupled with the soft touch clearly coming from behind, and the heartbeat of the same frequency, Zuo Jin's body temperature rose sharply, and finally he couldn't bear it anymore and pretended to be half awake.

It seemed that he stretched his body in a daze, turning left and right, and he was far away from Wen Mo's embrace.

But before Ren had time to breathe a sigh of relief, his body that had cooled down a little bit went up with a "bass".

Because the people behind him followed closely and kissed gently, the hot and humid feeling spread to the limbs and bones, and a thin layer of sweat overflowed from the surface of the body.

It's impossible to put it on any longer!

Pretending to be awake, he turned over on his side and faced her face, glaring at her with dark eyes, full of anger.

And Wen Mo, who had a guilty conscience, was taken aback, his brown eyes blinked helplessly for a moment, and his warm and cool face also showed a sneer, the scene was a little awkward.

The man pretended to be calm and explained: "It's a bit cold——"

Zuo Jin glanced at Kong Qiao's position, "23 degrees."

"It's still cold." Wen Mo pulled out his hand and pressed it against her neck, "Are you feeling cold?"

Zuo Jin felt it seriously for a while, and finally replied with two words: "No."

"Maybe I just caught your body temperature." Wen Mo said nonsense seriously, with a sincere look, "Wait for me to put it under the quilt for a few minutes, and it will get cold."

Zuo Jin: "..."

"Let's go to sleep, I'm so sleepy!" Even if he was discovered, Wen Mo didn't plan to go down, he stretched his jade arms around his waist, and stuck himself upside down to hug him.

"Ms. Wen, what are you doing like this?" The breath sprayed, exchanged into each other's nasal cavity, and drew out more rapid breaths.

For some reason, these words were said softly, but the aftertaste lingered between the lips and teeth, and it even penetrated into Wen Mo's heart little by little, like a dodder flower accompanied by wildly growing love threads.

Wen Mo's lips squirmed, but the air reached his throat but couldn't escape, and couldn't make a sound.The hands around the waist suddenly tightened, but they didn't dare to use too much force, for fear of strangling the person in his arms.

Seeing that she was silent again that he didn't understand, Zuo Jin felt a little uncomfortable in his heart, but he couldn't show it well, he just struggled a few times, and he didn't move when he didn't break free.

Zuo Jin suspected that this person was just greedy for his own body.

From the beginning, it started in a muddle; in the end, it will end in a muddle.People who go to bed are people, and people who get out of bed are scumbags. The road is wide and there are many sisters.

To verify his idea, he opened his mouth and said, "I want to hear the story you didn't finish before."

Wen Mo cautiously confirmed again: "Do you really want to hear it?"

"Well, think of it as a bedtime story."

The voice was as usual, there was a slight smile on the corner of his lips, and his face was still gentle and elegant.

After making sure that she really wanted to listen, Wen Mo began to speak with confidence.Reopening those dusty and long-standing secret love memories, like a yellowed picture scroll, after shaking off the dust, it becomes brilliant and fresh.

Secret love at the beginning of love:

That was the second time I met her, also at school.

I don’t remember what class I took that day, but it must have been English class. I pretended to be sick and skipped class and went to the infirmary. I was about to issue a sick note to go out, but she was caught by her who was really sick and asked to write a [-]-word self-criticism.

For the scumbags, a thousand-word self-criticism is a terrible existence, and she begged for a long time with a bitter face, but she didn't ask her to ask for a reduction.

At that time, I felt that she was a bit dull and couldn't turn a blind eye, but I still liked her.

Writing a [-]-word review is also fun and enjoyable. After deleting, deleting, and subtracting many times, I finally pieced together the words to fill them up.

Joyfully ran to another building, to block the door of her class, but unfortunately no one was there, so she folded the self-criticism book into a thousand paper cranes, asked her senior to hand it to her desk, and pressed it with the textbook corner.

This way, when she comes back, she can see it immediately.

In the following period of time, I was a little scared and excited.

I was afraid that she would think that my writing was not good and asked to rewrite it; I was also excited that she would spread out the paper, read those serious, densely packed small characters, and read word by word.

This emotion lasted for many days, and then gradually subsided in the absence of any response, and my heart was mixed with joy and loss.

Zuo Jin yawned, turned over sleepily, and turned his back to her.

The interrupted Wen Mo took back his thoughts, stopped his voice, and pulled the quilt around his waist to cover their shoulders.

He said in a soft voice: "Be sleepy, let's sleep well." The man stuck it up again, as if holding her in his arms would make him feel comfortable.

"It's too hot!" Zuo Jin turned his back, his voice remained the same, but his face half hidden in the shadows was not stained with a smile, it was very calm.

Wen Mo, who was rejected, moved back, feeling a little far away, and then moved a little closer, feeling the stiffness coming from his hands, and withdrew his hands tactfully.

Wen Mo, who felt that she was angry, felt a little wronged.

You obviously wanted to listen to it on your own initiative!

Wen Mo called cautiously, "Ms. Zuo?"

Zuo Jin responded: "It's late at night, isn't Ms. Wen sleepy?" After a pause, he said politely and distantly: "Good night!"

Wen Mo's outstretched hand stopped, and his voice softened: "Good night!"

The frozen fingertips rested behind her back to make a fuzzy description, and then quietly fiddled with her black and smooth hair.

Afterwards, back away from the edge of the bed, so that the angry person will not sleep against the edge of the bed all night.

The mobile phone on the bedside table lit up, and he took it over to check it. It really belonged to the little girl, who sent a dozen messages, asking to confirm whether Zuo Jin was okay.

Secretly took a picture of Qing Jun's back.

After the original picture was sent, another line was lightly tapped: [If your sister Jin is angry, how can an apology be effective? 】

The messages came back quickly, and several messages popped up one after another.

[It's you who made my sister Jin angry? 】

[Don't you know that my sister Jin was just bombed? (angry.GIF)]

[Mr. Wen, if you continue to do this, I will take back the little favor I have for you! 】

Wen Mo's cold fingertips rubbed each other slightly, and after reading the message, he replied: [It's someone else, not me, just talk about how to apologize and make her happy]

Little girl: [Talk to the pervert who provoked my sister Jin]

Immediately afterwards, the second and third items came knocking:

[If an apology is useful, what should Alipay do? 】

[Either shut up, or spend money.We like the simple and rude sincerity, and transfer money to support sister Jin's charity. 】

Wen Mo felt that this little girl's simple and crude idea should be effective, which corresponds to the word "follow what she likes".

So, I spent a lot of effort to access the Alipay account, quietly transferred 52 to it, and then felt a sense of satisfaction that the apology was over, put down the phone, faced the back, and fell asleep with peace of mind.

On the other side of the bed, Zuo Jin's black eyes were so clear that he didn't feel sleepy at all.

At this moment, she is already sure——

Wen Mo is a scumbag.

Only greedy her body.

The author has something to say:

open update~~~

Zuo Jin: She actually said that she liked someone else in front of me!Thinking that I was slept by her, and I haven't exchanged a word of liking, I feel even more uncomfortable~~~

Wen Mo: I transferred 52 yuan, and she received the account information after waking up, so she should be able to guess the meaning of 520, Kaisen~~~