Death Spell

Chapter 68

At the very beginning, Anya was in a state of complete astonishment, with one hand propped on the white sheet and the other hand held aside, her whole body was arched and stiff.

Then Anya's mouth curled up slightly, and she sighed helplessly: "Be honest, how long have you been awake, huh?"

Tang Song's eyes slowly opened, reflecting Anya's delicate face, looking carefully, she was not only fine, but also woke up before herself, just thinking about Tang Song, she showed a relieved smile and said: " You want to be honest, right?"

Anya's eyes seemed to be half-closed, with a sly smile: "Now you are the one who grabbed me and asked me to explain... You are quite a cheater."

Tang Song caught the smirk on her face, and couldn't help snorting: "Who am I cheating on you with? You...you just kissed me three times!"

Anya's eyes were full of innocence: "Ah, that's because I thought you were asleep. If you don't sleep, it doesn't mean you have a secret kiss, right?"

Tang Song was taken aback for a moment, what kind of logic is this!

It's better to be unconscious.

"How can there be such a shameless woman like you, with such a thick skin!"

From Tang and Song's point of view, Anya is a complete villain, she is not telling the truth, she is slick, and people believe her!

Who will believe you!

But suddenly, Tang Song always felt that she was a little angry, as if it had nothing to do with Anya kissing her, but... hated her thick skin.

It seems that she is so familiar...

"I'm thick-skinned?" Anya had a smile on her lips, and said slowly, word by word, and then said: "I just said so much, but you pretended not to go back to me, who is the rascal? Or , you are someone who likes to eavesdrop on other people's secrets, huh?"

Tang Song was stunned: "...That's because I don't know what you are talking about. How can I have more ideas than you? How can you scare me? I don't understand, so naturally I don't know how to answer you..."

After finishing speaking, she was annoyed, why did she follow her train of thought, this woman is the most likely to dig a hole for people, just thinking about Tang Song, she glanced at her.

The corners of Anya's eyes twitched, as if she was smiling: "...Aren't you afraid of my thick skin?" As she spoke, she moved her face closer.

Tang Song grabbed Anya's wrist with one hand and the bed sheet with the other, staring at Anya with wide eyes, his breathing stopped.Her cheeks were hot, and she wanted to back subconsciously, but the soft pillow wrapped her head, completely restraining her, and she couldn't escape at all.

And Anya's breath was just getting closer. The tense Tang Song was like a frightened deer, staring straight at the woman who looked down at her, and pursed her lips. She felt that this feeling was not right. He whispered: "Anya..."

Anya turned slightly to the side, buried in Tang Song's neck, and sighed softly: "Don't let yourself get hurt again, be careful in everything, and don't be arrogant... I just want you to live."

He could clearly feel Anya's powerful heartbeat, but Tang Song couldn't understand the words, and asked instead: "What are you talking about? When did I try to be brave, and where was I not careful? Compared to someone, I am much more careful, Never push yourself too hard.”

Anya did not follow her words, but raised her head and looked at Tang Song closely, her eyes were deep and focused, which made Tang Song lose his mind for a moment.

This kind of look is not like looking at a friend, but looking at a lost and found person... so cherished.

Complicated thoughts flooded in, causing Tang Song to ask another question: "Anya, tell me, what's wrong with you? I once said that you can tell me anything you have. We are friends... aren't we? "

friend?

Tang and Song always felt that they were more than just friends.

Even if they are friends, they are friends who have known each other for a long time. Otherwise, how could this sense of familiarity be so strong?

If not friends, what would each other be?

Anya's cold palm caressed Tang Song's cheek, recalling Tang Song who was in a daze.

Anya said calmly, "Close your eyes first."

Tang Song's eyes were slightly startled, and he looked at Anya in puzzlement.

At this moment, time seemed to have stood still. Tang Song was stared at so steadily by Anya that his breathing began to be difficult. She didn't know why this woman asked her to close her eyes.But Tang Song didn't dare to think too much, his eyes shifted away and escaped from looking at each other, but fell on Anya's thin lips again...

In the subway tunnel, Anya also kissed herself, just a superficial kiss.

And in the tent...

That kind of cold and soft touch is simply indescribable to Tang and Song. The woman in front of him is so beautiful...

Think about it, there is no disadvantage, right?

This kind of thought immediately braked in Tang Song's mind, frowning and wishing to bury his face in the quilt.

It's a pity that An Ya's body was held tightly by Anya at some point, and she couldn't move at all.

For a few seconds when his thoughts turned to the ground, Tang Song could no longer look at Anya, and could only close his eyes in desperation.

But when it was pitch black in front of him, that kind of cranky thoughts popped out uncontrollably, making this waiting longer...

I don't know how long it has passed, maybe only 1 minute, or even less.The woman on her body didn't move at all.

Finally, Tang Song became impatient and opened his eyes.

Anya was leaning on her chin, looking at Tang Song fixedly.

Seeing that Tang Song was slightly dissatisfied, Anya raised the corners of her eyes and said, "Your eyelashes are long and dense, you are a trustworthy person, and the distance between your eyes is very wide, which proves your breadth of character. You can tell from your face that you are an upright person." kind person."

Tang Song paused for a moment, wishing he could push this rogue woman away!

Anya grasped Tang Song's unraised hand quickly, looked at the woman with flushed cheeks in front of her, and asked puzzledly, "What are you angry about?"

This question stopped Tang Song.

Yeah, what is she mad about!

Anya said with a straight face: "Looking at the face, you have to get closer to see clearly. What do you think I'm going to do?"

"Really?" Tang Song cast a sideways glance at Anya, and said angrily, "Then don't you... treat everyone like this?"

Anya held back her smile, her eyes filled with innocence: "I can't help it, it's not easy to make money these days, I'm also doing it for a living..."

Tang Song looked sideways, pursed his lips, and said, "Get up! I didn't ask you to watch for me. Whether my fate is good or bad has nothing to do with you...I..."

Anya carefully savored the woman's appearance at this time, with a smile in her eyes, lowered her eyebrows, did not speak, and directly lowered her head and kissed her.

"..."

Tang Song stared at Anya with wide eyes, his mind was buzzing, and before he could react, Anya's lips had already wrapped her.

This is not to help her breathe, it is not to feed her medicine, and it is not because of any medical expenses.

Rather, she and Anya really...

Kissed.

Just thinking about it, Tang Song's heartbeat missed half a beat, and he raised his hand to push Anya away, but compared with this woman, she really had no chance of winning, her body was already firmly held.

For Tang Song's self-cleaning and self-cleaning character, she never thought that she would be like this, and it was the first time that she was like this with a woman.

But in the face of Anya, this kind of thoughts that entangled her, couldn't help but want to get closer to her thoughts, completely made Tang Song helpless...

His head became more and more blurred, Tang Song had to admit that his whole body went limp just after being kissed by Anya.

... And this feeling is not only familiar, but also so familiar.

Anya seems to know very well that the kissing mode she likes is not the fiery and deep one, but just like now, the lips touch lightly, then separate, touch again, the upper lip contains the lower lip, and so on over and over again , gently kissed.

Just like this, Tang Song's heartbeat became messy...

Her lips were lightly pressed against Anya, she closed her eyes and slowly sank into the tenderness that Anya Xu gave her.

It is so peaceful and gentle.

It was like a butterfly that lost its direction and fell into Anya's net, unable to escape...

There was even an illusion of being melted by Anya, and Tang Song's mind was so heavy that it could hardly bear it.Indulging in obsession, he unconsciously raised his injured right hand, frowned slightly, and tightly grasped Anya's arm.

I want to tell Anya that she is about to suffocate...

But no chance to speak out.

……

……

……

The lips of the two finally parted, and Tang Song turned his head to one side, opened his mouth, panting heavily, and then gradually recovered.

Suddenly, he felt that he didn't know how to face Anya.

Listening to the sound, Anya didn't pant as deeply as she did, but now that Anya was supporting her body with her hands, the gap in her neck let Tang Song see her delicate collarbone, which fluctuated with her chaotic heartbeat, making her look extraordinarily strange.

The sunset had completely set, and the sky reflected a dark red, cast through the curtains in the ward, and the half-light and half-dark blended together without any sense of disobedience, as if coated with a layer of misty light, outlining Anya's delicate curves, bringing The appearance of this woman is particularly captivating.

Tang Song was completely dumbfounded, she never felt that she would have such thoughts about the same sex.He stared at Anya's figure fixedly, unable to move his eyes away.

"Still angry?"

Anya's eyes were glowing with flowing luster. She brushed Tang Song's hair with her slender fingers, rubbed her earlobe, and slowly stroked and moved it. Soon, the earlobe was almost red and dripping with blood.

Tang Song hadn't recovered from the previous stage, and immediately felt the uneasiness in his body. He wanted to raise his hand in fear, and his brows frowned unconsciously.

Anya noticed Tang Song's expression, propped herself up, looked at the woman in front of her, and asked worriedly, "Is the wound hurting?"

Listening to Anya's question, Tang Song shook his head: "It's not a wound, it's the place where the intravenous injection was injected. It hurts."

Anya glanced at the needle stuck on the back of Tang Song's hand, looked up at the infusion bottle, got up and turned on the lights in the ward, and sat on the chair to carefully examine the wound on Tang Song's arm.

"What's wrong?" Tang Song propped himself up and leaned against the head of the bed, aware of Anya's strangeness, and asked worriedly.

"Here, it has been injected." Anya touched the Tang and Song veins with her finger, and sniffed it with her nose. It was covered with alcohol, and there was no smell at all.

"This is a hospital, maybe it was left when the blood was drawn just now?" Tang Song looked at Anya's worried look, and couldn't help smiling. Seeing her so nervous, his heart warmed.

"But what you just said was an injection. People's subconscious mind will know whether to draw blood or to be injected. What's more...you are a doctor, and you are traumatized. How can you draw blood when you are already ischemic?" Anya's heart sank suddenly. , That voice really came from someone.

Who is it?

Tang Song's face froze immediately, she had never offended anyone, why did she encounter such a thing.

"Those people again?" Tang Song frowned.

Anya shook her head to express that she was not sure. She raised her eyebrows and looked at Tang Song, her eyes were slightly startled. The room was dim just now, but now that the lights were on, she realized that Tang Song's complexion was rosy and her breath was still slightly panting. People, not the seductiveness shown.

The woman in front of her was an exquisitely crafted stunner. Just standing there still, the beauty that pierced people's hearts flowed out naturally.

If you can't tolerate resistance, you will surrender.

Just watching, Anya lowered her eyes, raised her hand to straighten her broken hair, and then asked: "Are you feeling unwell? Wait a minute, it's better to get someone to check again..." After speaking, Anya denied it He expressed his own thoughts, "It's not safe here, let's go back and check it out."

Seeing her being so careful, Tang Song's mind, which had just settled down, became a little more confused. He took a breath and changed the topic: "My body is fine, but I am a little hungry. I want to eat some after this bottle is finished. thing."

Anya leaned over to help her adjust the position of the pillow, and said softly: "Whatever you want to eat, I'll go and buy it."

Smelling the fragrance of Anya's body, Tang Song pursed his lips and said, "I want porridge, how about you? Are you hungry?"

Anya raised her eyebrows and whispered in Tang Song's ear, "I was full just now."