Goddess please don't flirt

Yuan Ying was like this in the past, staying up until four or five in the morning for a project plan, completely ignoring her body.The student union organized activities in the year they graduated, and Yuan Ying was the main planner. It was a sunny day when the temperature suddenly dropped, and it was windy and rainy. Yuan Ying directed a group of people to tidy up the scene in the open air, and she was drenched from head to toe, so good He Moqian was so angry that he ignored her for a week.

They were at the time when they were like glue, Yuan Ying clinged to He Moqian and acted like a baby: "Ah Qian, don't be angry, I promise there will never be a next time, okay?"

He Moqian liked Yuan Ying's tricks the most. Yuan Ying pinched her throat and raised her voice, half of her body softened before she could speak, not to mention Yuan Ying hugged her arm and rubbed hard, "You said that of?"

"Yes yes yes!" Yuan Ying nodded like a rattle.

"What if there is a next time?"

"Then...then..." Yuan Ying's eyes rolled, and she stuck to He Moqian's ear and said, "Then punish me so that I can never sleep in your bed again." She used to be a very serious person. The so-called those who are close to Zhu are red and those who are close to ink are black. After being together with He Moqian, he has contracted He Moqian's shameless bad habit, but he has not yet cultivated to her level. After molesting He Moqian, he made a big fuss red face.

He Moqian's earlobe was soaked with the moisture from Yuan Ying, and he squinted at Yuan Ying, "That's not going to work, is this punishing you or me? You have a good idea." She leaned on Yuan Ying's shoulder and shook her heart. Little abacus, with clear eyes: "If there is a next time, you will never compete with me in bed again."

"Row!"

Yuan Ying promised readily, but similar things happened frequently in the future. Every time He Moqian jumped up in anger, she would repeat the trick again and again. As he slept soundly in his arms, he knew that the joke was indeed a joke, and it was not counted.

Some habits are engraved in the bones, just like He Moqian, even after more than ten years, knowing that Yuan Ying is sick, she will still be angry with her for not taking care of her body.

"Ah Qian, did you come to see me?" Yuan Ying asked, with a look of anticipation in her eyes.

"No." He Moqian said uncomfortably, "I'm here on business, I happened to pass by."

"Really?" Yuan Ying smiled meaningfully.

"Since you're fine, I'll go back first." He Moqian wanted to go out in a panic, but Yuan Ying suddenly wailed, "My head is so dizzy... Ah Qian... my feet hurt like hell..."

"I, I'll call a doctor for you."

"Ah Qian, don't go away..." Yuan Ying dragged her weak body to sit up, she still had a low fever, and she suddenly became violent, and now she was really dizzy, and there were several He Mo swaying in front of her eyes Qian, holding his forehead for a while to feel better, pulled the corner of He Moqian's clothes and said pitifully: "Ah Qian, I'm scared here alone..."

"The other inpatients are accompanied by their family members, Ah Qian, can you also accompany me? Just for one night, please."

The words of refusal stuck in her throat and she couldn't spit them out, He Moqian smiled wryly, "Okay." Anyway, there was only one night, Yuan Ying had a cold and a fever, and her feet were still limping, so she couldn't play any tricks.

Yuan Yingxi smiled, and moved her lame leg to the side with great difficulty, followed by her buttocks, leaving half of the hospital bed out, lifted the quilt and waved to He Moqian, "Ah Qian, you must be tired after working all day. Right? You come to sleep too!"

Seeing that He Moqian was not moving, Yuan Ying's eyebrows were about to droop to both sides, so He Moqian had no choice but to take off his coat and lie down.The bed was indeed warm, He Moqian and Yuan Ying lay down far away, Yuan Ying wanted to rub against her, He Moqian said: "Yuan Ying, don't go too far."

"You...the two of you hug each other to sleep warmly..."

"I thank you."

He Moqian never dreamed that she would have a day to share the bed with Yuan Ying.The familiar fragrance sneaked into He Moqian's nose, and the throbbing feeling was still there, but the love that he wanted to hold his whole heart in front of her was no longer there. The love in his youth was nothing more than that.

He Moqian used to love Yuan Ying's faintly scented fragrance the most. Before she caught up with Yuan Ying, she asked someone to find out what brand of perfume Yuan Ying used. She saved up money for a long time just to buy her. I even spray a little of the same perfume on my neck before going to bed every night, just to dream of Yuan Ying in my dreams, and my roommates in the same dormitory made fun of her several times.

"He Moqian, why does this perfume smell so familiar?"

"What's familiar? Isn't it the perfume that the seniors of the business school often use? It's the chairman of the student union, the goddess that Mo Qianxin misses."

"Yes, yes, yes! He Moqian, you won't be dazed, will you? Wife, wife...isn't it too perverted?"

He Moqian despised them, "My fair lady, I want you so much, what do you know?"

"I don't understand, I'm still more interested in the handsome sports minister under her..."

So the topic came to the handsome senior and the sloppy boy in the same class. He Moqian didn't want to have sex with them, and smelled the same fragrance as Yuan Ying, thinking, now she is a goddess, and she will be his wife in the future.

He Moqian closed his eyes and fell asleep, only to hear Yuan Ying whispering in his ear: "Aying, I really want to stay sick like this."

He Moqian knew what she meant. Ever since she met Yuan Ying again, He Moqian was clear about her purpose. If it had been five years earlier, He Moqian still had such extravagant hopes in his heart. Ying was so moved that tears welled up in her eyes. It has been ten years, but no matter how many tears she had shed in her heart.

"Yuan Ying, I'm tired, go to sleep." He Moqian said with his back to Yuan Ying.

Yuan Ying silently turned off the headlights.After a long time, He Moqian's breathing became even, and Yuan Ying knew that she was really asleep.After a long time, Yuan Yingcai carefully put his arms around He Moqian's shoulders and held her in his arms.

He Moqian is very thin, almost morbidly thin. Yuan Ying's chest is sticking to her back. There is a thin layer of skin on her back, and the bones under the skin are distinct. I don't know how such a thin person carries himself on his back. Upstairs and downstairs.Yuan Ying hugged her tightly, sharp-eyed and found a little scar on the base of her neck which was covered by the collar of her shirt.

Yuan Ying discovered this scar a long time ago. When they were at war, she asked He Moqian what was going on, but He Moqian refused to tell.No wonder He Moqian always wears a shirt with a stand-up collar, and the buttons must be tightly buttoned to the top one. Yuan Ying remembers this scar, and its traces have spread all the way to her neck, and she doesn't know where it ends.

Yuan Ying stood up, laid He Moqian gently, and unbuttoned her first button. Her hands trembled uncontrollably, her heart was beating wildly, she swallowed, and continued to untie the button. The second button, the third button... He Moqian exhausted a lot of energy during the day, and it was difficult to wake up once she fell into a deep sleep. Yuan Ying finally unbuttoned the last button on her body, took a deep breath, and peeled off the loosened button. shirt.

She covered her mouth, big tears fell drop by drop on He Moqian's shirt.

The shirt was wet, He Moqian slept uncomfortably, twisted her body a few times, Yuan Ying was so frightened that she immediately turned her back, her tears poured out uncontrollably, her body trembled like a baby in the cold wind outside. Dead branches, she swallowed all her sobs, fearing to disturb He Moqian's rest.

In Yuan Ying's memory, He Moqian's skin is surprisingly good. Her face is fair and clean. She never takes care of skin care. It was almost transparent, and even when the love between the bed was strong, Yuan Ying could leave a red mark on the delicate skin with a little force in a daze.

But not anymore, all gone.

He Moqian's upper body could hardly find a piece of good skin, it was all large and ugly potholes left by burns, and dark scars covered most of his body.

Ordinary people screamed when they were splashed with boiling water. How much pain He Moqian had to suffer from such a severe burn.

Yuan Ying didn't even dare to imagine, as long as the scene of He Moqian's body being surrounded by fire and burning in her mind, her whole heart would be pulled together.Yuan Ying thought, Ah Qian, where was I when you were in the most pain?

Yuan Ying was busy getting angry. At that time, she just learned that He Moqian used the program loopholes in her team to deliberately leak company secrets. Not only that, but also set fire to the reference room, burning her father to death.

Ah Qian, you deserve what you deserve.Yuan Ying bit her lip and wept without making a sound.She thought, Ah Qian, you were just burned, my father died in the sea of ​​fire.But she still couldn't help feeling distressed, she remembered that time when He Moqian was begging to see her, Yuan Ying only thought that she was trying to excuse her crime.

He Moqian is so bad, but she is so injured and lying in the hospital alone, unable to move, with no relatives or friends, how did she survive?

Yuan Ying closed He Moqian's shirt, hugged her and wept, "Ah Qian, I regret it."

She thought that if she made the right decision, she would never regret it. Even after ten years of pain, smoking addiction, depression, everything, it was He Moqian who was sorry for her. She should never look back, but she regretted it.

"Ah Qian, you are so scared by yourself..."

"Ah, don't be afraid, I'm back, and I will protect you..."

But He Moqian was not afraid a long time ago. She is used to taking care of everything by herself, and she has passed the age of needing someone to protect her. She can hold up a piece of sky with her own hands.

Yuan Ying needs He Moqian, He Moqian is a good medicine to cure her unhealed heart disease, but He Moqian doesn't need Yuan Ying long ago.

The author has something to say: Thank you for the mines of the morning bell and evening drum~

To be honest, I had a lot of fun writing this chapter, and I felt a sense of ecstasy...