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The porridge is hot, and the man's eyes are also hot.

Under the double pincer attack, Xiao Ming's cheeks were burned red, and he started to smoke.

Yan Shu raised the corners of his mouth, his eyes were covered with water and mist, and he had a faint smile.

The endless fragments in memory still cannot form a complete paragraph, and the pictures that appear in my mind are all things that cannot be explained by science and common sense.

Or should I call it, the memory of the previous life?

In that case, he must have known the person in front of him for many lifetimes.

Last life, last life, last life.

Most importantly, in this life, this person still appeared.

Yan Shu's eyes were deep, and he stretched out his hand to slowly wipe off the speck of porridge on Xiao Ming's mouth.

The slightly moist lips are plump, with a layer of watery light on the light powder.

The man's heart skipped a beat.

Not long after lunch, there was a knock on the door.

The man stood up and opened the door. He murmured at the door and said something, and then the person outside the door came in. It was a woman in a pink nurse uniform with an infusion set in her hand.

When Xiao Ming saw the thing in the nurse's hand, he was terrified as if being poured from head to toe by a basin of cold water, trembling all over, even his tongue was tied.

Seeing Xiao Ming's panic-stricken appearance, Yan Shu stroked Xiao Ming's shoulder blades down, pressed the tip of his nose against Xiao Ming's, and comforted him softly, "Don't be afraid."

No matter what Yan Shu said, it was useless. Xiao Ming thought that in the hospital before, the nurse's sister had tampered with the fluid infused into him, causing him to suffer so much. still remember.

360: Of course you remember what happened just yesterday.

Xiao Ming was just afraid, so he twisted his body and refused to cooperate with the injection.

Yan Shu pushed him down on the bed, and sternly gagged Xiao Ming's mouth.

With hot breath overlapping the tip of his nose, Xiao Ming couldn't help trembling.

The man's tongue came over and pried open Xiao Ming's teeth, and the unique breath broke into the moist mouth. The slippery tongue rubbed and entangled with each other, licking the lips and teeth for a while, and drawing circles rhythmically for a while, Xiao Ming's whole body was soft and numb from the kiss, and his head was dizzy.

The nurse was stunned for a while, and then passed over Xiao Ming's hand with insight, raised the needle and dropped it, and the sharp needle stably pierced the purple blood vessel on the back of Xiao Ming's hand.

At the end of the sticky kiss, red water rushed onto Xiao Ming's face, and tiny beads of sweat could be faintly seen on the tip of his nose.

Yan Shu gently stretched out his tongue to lick away the trace of body fluid hanging on Xiao Ming's lips.

Xiao Ming closed his eyes slightly, feeling the man's tongue brushing over his lips like a feather, followed by the licking sensation.

360: Hey, hey, hey.

Hearing 360's obscene laughter, Xiao Ming suddenly came to his senses, and hastily pushed away the person pressing on him.

The nurse in the ward was gone, and he caught a glimpse of the back of the hand where the needle was inserted. Xiao Ming understood now, and pointed at the man's nose, out of breath, "It's so despicable!"

Xiao Ming made up his mind to have a cold war with Yan Shu.

Xiao Ming: Cold War One World!There must be a world!

360 pinched the stopwatch and began to wait for Xiao Ming to succeed.

Still angry, Xiao Ming, who was infused with fluid, slumped on the bed and watched TV with nothing to do.

This ward is almost at the level of a presidential suite. The bed is big, soft and springy. It has a private bathroom, a high-definition TV, a small refrigerator in the corner, and a fresh fruit plate on the table.

If it wasn't for the needles in his hands, it would be as if he had come out to have a room with a man.

360 came out to do something: Ming, pee your pants.

Xiao Ming: ...I'm bored, can't you let me watch TV?

360: Ming, pee your pants.

Xiao Ming resolutely: ...I said no.

360 Indifference: Tsk, cheapskate.

Xiao Ming was furious: Can you blame me for being stingy for not peeing your pants?

360: I guess you are a little enlightened.

Xiao Ming:? ? ? ?

#Brothers and sisters, is there a recycling system? ... I beg you#

When Xiao Ming was so angry with 360, Yan Shu sat quietly on the chair next to him and peeled apples for Xiao Ming.

The man looked inexperienced at first glance, and the peeled fruit peeled in small pieces, splashing together with the juicy flesh, skillfully avoiding the wide open mouth of the trash can below, and pattering wet on the floor.

Yan Shu frowned tightly, his movements were clumsy, Xiao Ming pursed his lips, then pressed the corners of his mouth again, and finally couldn't help laughing.

Xiao Ming stretched out his hand, "Let me cut it."

Yan Shu was very stubborn, avoided Xiao Ming's hand, turned his back to continue tossing the apple in his hand.

Xiao Ming had no choice but to sit aside and continue to watch the man destroy this apple that should have been round and beautiful.

When the peeling was finally finished, the peeled corpses lay all over the ground, and the apples handed over by the man were pitted, and a large piece of flesh had been peeled off in some places, exposing the dark core inside.

There was a drop of juice hanging on the man's finger bone, afraid of staining the bed sheet, Xiao Ming quickly moved his mouth to it, and stretched out his small tongue to sweep away the juice.

Yan Shu darkened her eyes and raised her hands without moving.

The naughty sister Apple pouted dissatisfiedly, vowing not to give up, and squeezed out the water with all her might.

As soon as Xiao Ming licked away one drop, another drop of sweet and greasy juice slid down the back of the man's curved fingers.

Xiao Ming pressed his tender tongue against the back of Yan Shu's fingers, and said vaguely, "Quick, find a tissue."

Yan Shu sneaked the trash can under the bed with one foot, stretched out his free hand to reach the bedside table, and groped in the drawer.

The things under his hands are thin, piece by piece, and feel like aluminum film.

Yan Shu frowned, and raised the things in his hands to his eyes.

Xiao Ming also opened his eyes wide.

This hospital even has condoms.

Also vulgarly printed on the outer membrane of the condom were two large, beautifully shaped birds with their heads against their heads.

The corner of Xiao Ming's mouth twitched, seriously suspecting that he lived in a big hotel pretending to be a hospital.

With five fingers tightened under the man's hand, Xiao Ming leaned over and looked at the open drawer.

A drawer full of strange tools.

Even if you have a condom, there is everything you need for a whip candle lubricant.

Xiao Ming blushed, closed the drawer with a "bang", turned around and took the apple in the man's hand in one bite, and finished eating it.

Instead, the man stared at the bedside table with a thoughtful look on his face.

The author has something to say: After a few days, the mid-term should be able to resume normal updates!

Ahhh so happy!