black mandala

He smiled lightly, "It's fine if you don't agree, why bother to be so angry."

Seeing that the corners of Jonathan's mouth were trembling with anger, Douglang knew that the joke could only end there. He got up, walked over to Jonathan, sat next to him and hugged his shoulders.

"Okay, my uncle, with a loyal gatekeeper like you in the Wo* family, even if I, Dougron, die, I may not be able to escape from your palm. Don't worry, I will not abandon you!"

"Hmph! Arrogant boy!"

Jonathan got up and straightened his clothes, and then lightly touched Douglan's leg with his crutch, "Smelly boy, I can take care of myself, uncle, I'm getting old, and my body is not as good as it used to be, but I can't carry it for you for long, if If you want to get away early, just pray that that woman will give birth to a little bastard who is stronger than you, then you can take your Diven and go wherever you want, I won't stop you."

"Then I will thank uncle in advance."

Jonathan glanced at him, "I feel sorry for Diven now, I really hope he won't regret it when he wakes up one day."

"By your good words, Uncle, I hope he can wake up immediately! Hey——" Dougron lowered his head and sighed, covered his face with his hands and rubbed it vigorously, and when he looked up again, Qiao Nai was no longer in the living room. Sen's shadow.

So, he got up and followed to the corridor, leaning against the door with one hand, looking at Jonathan's back.

He was really suspicious sometimes. Maybe Jonathan deliberately lost to his father when his grandfather was choosing an heir, but he didn't know for certain.

Guessing like this, he shook his head and smiled wryly.

"Hey! Old man, I'll leave the unremarkable trash to you first!"

Jonathan raised his crutches as he walked, and then his figure disappeared into the corner of the corridor.

Doug Lang smiled in relief, stroking his loose hair, and walked back to the bedroom.

☆, waiting

?Doug Lang lived in seclusion for four months. No one dared to guess what this meant for the entire Wo* family.

They just watched quietly, waiting, waiting for the rain to clear up, or the wind and cloud to change.

Jonathan also gradually disappeared in the dark, dealing with some unknown things.

To deal with Kunpeng, you must first remove its wings and sharp claws, and then, no matter how fierce he is, as long as he is in the net, how can he counterattack?

Doug Lang stayed in the manor every day, taking care of He Qingwen while manipulating all this behind the scenes.

Everything is in his hands, and he can close the net when the time comes.

"I said brother, do you really plan to stay in this room with Diven for the rest of your life?"

Mansi was leaning against the door of the bedroom, smoking a cigarette in one hand, looking at the two people on the bed.

At the moment, Douglang was holding onto the bowl in his hand, feeding liquid food into He Qingwen's mouth bit by bit, and every time he fed him two or three mouthfuls, he would help him up and pat his back to smooth it down.

So Mansi stood watching, patiently waiting for the meal to be over.

It wasn't until Dougron put down the bowl in his hand that she breathed a sigh of relief, lamenting that she would not turn into a statue because of waiting too long.

Doug Lang wiped the corners of He Qingwen's mouth with a handkerchief, and then wiped his own hands, before saying, "It's nothing, don't run around, let alone go where you shouldn't go."

"Brother said this, is he caring about me? Or is he warning me?"

Doug Lang turned his head and glanced at her lightly, "I heard that you have been getting into trouble with Jenson recently, and even went to Eastern Europe to compete with him for the market, and now the father and son are in a state of distress."

Mansi chuckled a few times, "Since brother knows everything, I don't need to waste any more words. You can just let Uncle Hewin and Jansen give me the part of Eastern Europe. In this way, it is much better than letting such a good market be destroyed in the hands of the two of them."

"It's because your appetite is too big. Don't think that I don't know that you made those little tricks behind your back. Otherwise, the two of them, father and son, wouldn't be like this."

"Hmph! That's what they deserve! They are arrogant and don't even look at who owns the Wo* family."

Mancy continued to smoke, standing in the doorway thoughtfully.

Doug Lang didn't speak any more, he sat quietly beside He Qingwen, kneading his arms for him.

This is what Henry taught him. Only by doing so can He Qingwen's body's blood circulation be promoted, his body muscles prevented from atrophy, and his body functions can be restored as soon as possible after he wakes up, so as to maintain normal limb activities.

After a while, Mansi put out the cigarette in his hand, and walked into the bedroom step by step with catwalks.

He Qingwen was lying on the bed, she walked over, sat on the edge of the bed, looked at the face that looked more delicate due to thinness, and sighed.

"Brother, do you really want to keep guard like this? Even if he can't wake up again?"

"No." Doug Lang said in a low voice.

Mansi looked at him, "Are you going to guard him forever like this, or do you not believe that he will never wake up again?"

But Dougron just went on with his actions, turning a deaf ear to Muncie's question.

Mansi let out a long sigh, "Brother, I'm scared to see you like this."

"Hmph!" Doug Lang snorted, "What are you afraid of?"

Manxi lowered her head, looked at He Qingwen, and sighed, "Because of him, you have become—too much, I don't even know you, and this change is increasing day by day, which makes me feel scared. Brother, I feel like, The astonished Douglan Waugh is nowhere to be found."

"Hehehe!" Doug Lang chuckled, lowered his head, and murmured to He Qingwen, "Diven, look, even Mansi fell for it, so that means I'm pretending to be a good one, doesn't it?"

"elder brother!"

Seeing the somewhat hysterical Doug Lang, Mansi's back felt a chill, which made her heart shiver uncontrollably.

She folded her arms, trembled slightly, frowned, stared at Doug Lang, watched the movements of his hands, every touch of He Qingwen's body showed delicacy and tenderness.

Yes, this was not the Douglas Waugh she had known.

Her brother was once so defiant, so contemptuous, so fearsome, and so rebellious.

He is the sky, he is the earth, and he is the most unique master of the Wo* family.

But He Qingwen, until you appeared, that person disappeared.

Diven, it was you who lost him!

After a while, she walked slowly back to the door, turned her head, gave the two of them a deep look, and left without a word.

Half a month passed in a blink of an eye. During this period, under Mansi's secret and strong suppression, the company under Jansen's management lost a large number of customers, and the market in Eastern Europe has shown a stalemate.

Jansen and Hewin had no choice but to come to Doug Lang again and again, but Doug Lang stayed in the bedroom every day and never saw any visitors.

During this period, He Qingwen had also shown signs of improvement. Doug Lang found that his fingers would occasionally move. This discovery made him very happy.

"Henry, will Diven wake up soon?"

Henry stared at the stubbled Doug Lang. Although he had gotten used to Doug Lang's state recently, at a certain moment, he still felt a little astonished.

He froze for a moment, and quickly replied, "Oh! Master, don't worry, Mr. Devon's reaction is indeed a sign of consciousness recovery, but he can't wake up all at once, it needs to be done slowly."

"That's good, that's good!" Doug Lang was so happy that he turned around twice, his heart full of anticipation.

He ran back to the bed, held He Qingwen's hand tightly, and kissed his palm.

The royal blue eyes were soaked in a thin mist of water.

And Weier, for more than four months, he has been going back and forth between the two sides, on the one hand, to deal with various affairs of the prosperous world, and on the other hand, to continue to hunt down He Zhong in the country, but this He Zhong seems to be really powerful , He came without a trace, went without a trace, for such a long time, the police and the people he sent could not find his trace at all.

This surprised a lot of people, but Weir found something interesting this morning.

"President, someone discovered yesterday that at the international auction two days ago, a sapphire similar to the other half of 'Tear of the Ocean' was exhibited, that is, the one on Mr. Devon's ring."

"Tears of the Ocean", the most perfect and most expensive sapphire in history, was once divided into two, half of which was made into the ring on his hand, and the other half he bought from a British royal nobleman at a sky-high price to make Cheng gave the proposal ring to He Qingwen.

He Qingwen had been hanging it on a necklace and around his neck a few days ago, but because he saw He Zhong and those people last time, they took it off, and since then it has disappeared.

Doug Lang thought it would take a long time to find it, but unexpectedly, it appeared so soon.

But logically, if He redid this matter, wouldn't he have exposed himself obviously?Would he do such a thing?

"Why is this so important? I really underestimated him. Such a person has been hiding in the prosperous world for so long."

Weier thought for a while and replied, "President, Mr. Devon once asked me to investigate He Zhong's life experience. After my investigation, he changed his name when he was 13 years old. His original name was Yu Wenhong. Both parents died. He appeared at the age of 15. I found a mysterious person, supported him, and sent him to study in the United States. I have been investigating that person for a long time, but it is obvious that this person deliberately concealed himself and made all the information perfect , I can't find out at all. The reason why He Zhong can hide so well must be that behind him is this divine figure who backed him up, and formed a force to help him in secret, otherwise He Zhong would only rely on that It is absolutely impossible for such a small person to do so."

Who is the controller of this force, and what is its real purpose?

Everything is a mystery.

"Mysterious person." Doug Lang narrowed his eyes, thoughtful, with a smug look on his face.

What kind of mysterious person is it that even Weir can't find out?

And why did this person ask He Zhong to change his name and hide in the prosperous age?

Is it inextricably linked with Wo*'s family?

But no matter what, what Doug Lang is thinking at the moment is to find out He Zhong and these people.

He will not let anyone who dares to hurt He Qingwen be spared, and he will definitely let them all get what they deserve.

"Diven, don't worry, I will punish them for you, whether he is a god or a devil, I will definitely find him and tear them into pieces!"

He stroked the two long eyelashes on He Qingwen's tightly closed eyes. He really hoped that in the next moment, he would open his eyes and look at him with his deep eyes.

"Diven!" He held He Qingwen's hand, saw the sapphire ring on his hand, and snorted coldly twice.

Regardless of whether the gem is real or not, and what its purpose is, it is obvious that someone has already sent a signal to start a war.

Therefore, he had no choice but to go forward.

"Ville, bring the certificate of the gem. If the gem is real, I don't care what method you use and how much money you spend. You must get that gem back for me. Also, find out the gem behind it for me. The owner of the gem, no matter how many layers, must be uncovered layer by layer, and I want to see clearly who the face of the person standing behind He Zhong is."

Will nodded, "Okay, President, I'll find someone to arrange it immediately."

"Let those people remember to me that no one can touch my Dougron's things and my people."

Weier saw that although the corners of Dougron's mouth were slightly upturned, his eyes were full of murderous intent. Countless knives seemed to shoot out of the sapphire blue eyes. In his mind, He Zhong and the person behind him might have already been separated Chop into a meat paste.

Offended such a man, they will one day understand how unwise they are.I'm afraid, when the time comes, it will be too late!

☆, wake up

?He Qingwen opened his eyes and saw himself standing in a dark space. In the darkness, there was a thick white mist floating, blocking his sight.

The fog was boundless, he stopped and walked in such a space, and by chance, he heard Rong Yuan's voice of resentment coming from the fog.

"Brother, where are you going? Didn't you agree to take me with you? Brother?"

However, He Qingwen couldn't find her no matter what.

"Yuanyuan, where are you?"

He Qingwen yelled loudly, and walked towards the thicker fog while calling Rong Yuan's name.

"Brother, wait for me—"

"Yuanyuan—" He Qingwen looked anxiously through the fog, "Yuanyuan, tell brother, where are you?"

"Brother, Brother Qingwen—"

Suddenly, there was a roaring explosion sound coming from the thick fog, which made He Qingwen tremble all over. Then, in a trance, he seemed to see a person walking slowly towards him.

"Yuanyuan? Is it Yuanyuan?"

Unable to see the figure of the man clearly, He Qingwen stepped forward to meet him, and after running a few steps, the outline of the man was gradually revealed.

"Xiao Muyuan? Is that you?" Seeing Xiao Muyuan, he was a little surprised, and also a little surprised.

But in the blink of an eye, the figure of that person was hidden in the thick fog again and disappeared.

So, he looked around in the fog in a panic, but after searching for a long time, it was still foggy, with no one and nothing to see.

"Yuanyuan—Xiao Muyuan—where are you?"

He called loudly, calling the names of the two people in turn, but he never got a response.

The helplessness and biting chill invaded him, and the surrounding silence made him feel terrified. He had always been afraid of being alone like this, especially in such a claustrophobic space.

He just wandered around in this kind of desolation, not knowing the time of day, not knowing the boundaries, not knowing where he came from, not knowing where the end was, let alone when he would be able to get out.

Who can come to save him, who can come to help him, who can come to comfort him.

He Qingwen folded his arms and crouched helplessly on the spot.

At this moment, a voice suddenly sounded.

"Diven?"

He Qingwen raised his head suddenly, and when he heard this familiar voice, it was as if he had caught a vine that was tied into a trap.

"Dougron, where are you, where are you?"

He hurriedly asked, but still no one answered him.

"Diven, don't be afraid, we're home!"

"Dougron?"

"Diven, don't worry, I will always be with you, Diven!"

"Dougron, can't you hear me?"

He Qingwen yelled for help, but no matter how he yelled, Doug Lang was still talking to himself and couldn't hear his voice at all.

Slowly, he finally understood that he could hear Dougron's voice, but Dougron and the others didn't realize his existence at all.

What's wrong, what's wrong with him?

He was full of doubts, but he couldn't find anyone to answer him, as if he had a feeling that he would be abandoned at any moment.

However, Doug Lang didn't do that. He kept on talking to him every day.

He Qingwen would be in a daze sometimes, and would not remember what Doug Lang had said to him, but it was also because of Doug Lang's persistence that he felt less lonely and less afraid.

I don't know how long it took, but he gradually got used to this way of keeping silent.

Moreover, he discovered that Doug Lang also had a very childish side, and he also liked to ask some silly questions. Although Doug Lang couldn't hear his answers, it seemed that there was something more between the two of them that was not there before.

This kind of thing is very pure and wonderful!

Then, his heart, as time went by, finally settled down.

He knew that no matter what he did, it would not help. He could only wait, wait for the long darkness to pass, and wait for the ray of sunshine.

"Come on, come on—Hodder, call Henry!"

Wearing a warm robe, Dougron ran wildly in the corridor, shouting Hodder's name as he ran.

Hodder also hurried up from downstairs when he heard Dougron's shout.

"Master, what happened?"

"Henry, where is Henry?"

"On the way, sir!" Hodder saw Doug Lang turning around twice in a hurry, and then hurriedly ran back to the bedroom, so he followed closely, wanting to know what happened.

He ran back to the house with Doug Lang, and saw Doug Lang lying on He Qingwen's body, holding his face in his hands, and reciting his name loudly.

"Diven, Diven!"

"Master, master, he—"

"Hurry up, let Henry come over quickly, just now, Diven's eyes moved just now."

"That's very good, sir, oh, well, I'm going to call Henry right away and ask him to come right away."

Huo De ran out excitedly, and Doug Lang held He Qingwen's face, feeling the urge to cry with joy.

"Diven, that's great, you're finally waking up, that's great!" He was so happy that he kept kissing He Qingwen's eyelids. Do a few laps.

Diven, do you know how long I've been waiting?

I waited for you for 150 seven days.

150 seven days!Every day is like a year, and every day is like a year!

He Qingwen slowly raised his heavy eyelids, and a white light shot into his eyes.

Doug Lang was at a loss, he didn't know whether to hold him in his arms or hold his head up, so he could only hold his breath, lowered his head and looked at him intently.

"Diven? Are you awake?"

His voice was very soft, and he leaned close to He Qingwen's face, slightly brushing his eyelashes.

The eyelashes fluttered twice, and a face was reflected in the opened eyes.

He Qingwen slowed down for a while, opened his eyes, looked at the face that was still somewhat blurred, and asked with a serious expression.

"Who are you?"

The air in the room suddenly condensed, and everyone looked at each other in blank dismay.

"Henry? Diven is—what's wrong?"

Henry hurried forward and waved his hands in front of He Qingwen.

"Mr. Devon, do you know me?"

"You are—Henry."

Not quite used to white light yet, He Qingwen felt dizzy for a while, and immediately closed his eyes again.

Since he can know Henry, it means that he has not lost his memory. Doug Lang tugged Hodder and pushed him over.

"Master, do you - do you know me?" Huo De stretched out his finger and pointed at He Qingwen himself.

He Qingwen rolled his eyes, and saw Huo De who was also standing in front of the bed.

"Hodder—"

Huo De and Henry both turned their heads, and saw Doug Lang looking at them with a look full of doubts and extreme resentment and jealousy.

"Why?" Doug Lang raised his hands, he didn't know what to say. Could it be that He Qingwen suffered from selective amnesia, he remembered everyone but forgot him?

God damn it!

He anxiously started to turn around on the spot. Suddenly, Hodder suddenly realized that he ran into the bathroom, took out a small mirror from a drawer, and stood in front of Doug Lang.

"master--"

Hodder held up the mirror, allowing Dougron to see himself in the mirror at a glance.

The hair that reached beyond the eyebrows blocked the forehead, and the thin face was covered with stubble. Obviously, when Doug Lang saw the man in the mirror, even he was taken aback.

"Oh! God, it's true—it sucks!"

He grabbed a handful of his hair, then quickly turned around and lowered his head, brushing his hair up.

"Diven, it's me!"

He Qingwen glanced at him again, turned his head lazily, and muttered something.

"Dougran, you look like this--it's ugly!"

Then, he closed his eyes again.

A week later, He Qingwen gradually regained normal consciousness from the intermittent coma, and under Doug Lang's careful care, his body was getting better day by day.

Although Rong Yuan's passing still made him sad, but he understood that pain can't solve everything, he has to stand up quickly and do more things for Rong Yuan.

So he cooperates with Henry and actively does rehabilitation treatment every day. After ten days, he can already walk slowly with a cane on his own.

Doug Lang supported him against the head of the bed, wiped the sweat off his forehead, then picked up the bowl, scooped up the porridge in the bowl and fed it to him bit by bit.

"Diven, come on, open your mouth."

"Dougron, I'm not so fragile, I can move my hands."

Doug Lang raised his eyebrows and said displeasedly, "Be obedient, you just stay here, if you don't obey again, I will tie you to the bed with a chain."

He Qingwen ate every bite of food that Doug Lang handed over. Although he was still resisting with his mouth, he felt a different feeling in his heart.

This man has done too much for him!

He Qingwen swallowed the porridge in his mouth, and replied, "Doug Lang, you are imprisoned."

"So what!" He stirred the food in the bowl twice, then put it back on the dinner plate, wiped his hands with a wet handkerchief, held He Qingwen's face, and kissed him on the lips, "Baby, I almost lost you, and I don't want to see such a thing happen to you again, so I will tie you by my side forever, and I will never let you go again."

He Qingwen lowered his head and sighed softly, "I'm sorry, Doug Lang."

Doug Lang snorted, "It's not like what my Diven can say, come on, why do you apologize?"

"I—" he lowered his eyes, "I apologize for my waywardness, and—I lost the ring you gave me."

He Qingwen caressed the place on his neck where the necklace used to hang. He used to wear it every day as a symbol Doug Lang put on him, but felt it was a burden. Now that it was lost, he felt precious.

Doug Lang held He Qingwen's hand, stroked his slender jade fingers, and deliberately stayed on the ring finger for a while.

"Diven, compared to that, what I hope is that you truly accept me from your heart, not in form. You know, those external things are nothing to me. You are my priceless treasure. Diven, you That's all I have."

He Qingwen couldn't remember how many times he had heard such sweet words from Doug Lang. Before, he thought they were exaggerated and contrived.

But since he fell into a coma, when he was asleep, the calls he heard in his deep consciousness made him understand how much love for him was contained in Dougron's persistence.

This kind of love is as deep as the bone and goes deep into the heart.

"Dougron, if I can't wake up again, what will you do?"

He Qingwen looked into his eyes as deep as the sea, and asked him.

Doug Lang hugged him into his arms, chuckled lightly, "Then, wait for you, wait for you for the rest of my life, and then, before we take our last breath at the same time, I will hold you and lie in the coffin together In that way, we can never be separated!"

He Qingwen lay in his arms, feeling the warmth of Doug Lang's chest.

Time is like a light, and the world is so big.They are all the most bewildered and helpless souls in this chaotic world.

Like a baby, what it needs most - is just a hug.

☆, awareness

?It was late at night, and Doug Lang was still in the study.

Holding on to the wine glass, he stood under the dim light and looked at the two side-by-side photos on the wall.

There are two people in the photo, one is his grandfather and the other is his father - the first and second generation of Wo*'s family.

They dedicated their lives to the Wo* family, and laid an immortal foundation for the bright future of the family.

And in order to enable the Wo* family's business to develop a larger territory, and to keep this huge century-old foundation, as the head of the family, he has to pay far more than the previous two, more, more!

So much that I don't even have a chance to let myself be weak occasionally.

He shook the wine glass lightly, letting the red wine rippling in the glass, a bit like a devil holding a cup of boiling blood in his hand.

clang clang-

There was a light knock on the door behind him, and before there was a response, the door opened with the sound.

Doug Lang turned his head and saw He Qingwen opening the door with one hand on his crutch.

"Honey, why haven't you slept yet?" He rushed up to meet him and helped He Qingwen into the study.

He Qingwen leaned on him, leaned against him, and rubbed in little by little.

"are you still busy?"

"No, just thinking about something, why, you can't sleep, come and find me?"

He helped He Qingwen sit on the sofa, then squatted on the ground, looked at him, and smiled faintly.

He Qingwen smiled slightly as an answer.

"Then what are you—thinking about?"

Doug Lang raised his eyebrows, sat next to him, stretched out his hand, put his arm around his shoulder, pointed to the two photos on the wall, and said.

"I'm thinking, why, they know that everyone in the family has selfishness, but they still have to work hard to create more for all of them, and spare no effort to give everything and stick to everything, But in the end, everyone still doesn't understand, thinking that they are just greedy for power and like the overlord who controls everything."

He Qingwen looked at the photos of the two predecessors, and smiled faintly, "Douglang, don't forget, people are greedy animals, when you stand on a high place, they won't see that you have done everything." What, what you have paid and what you have lost, all they care about is your sense of superiority when you are in a high position."

Doug Lang nodded, "That's a good sentence, no one likes others standing on top of them."

"So, often at this time, there will be a rebellious mentality, and there will be someone who wants to replace him." He Qingwen replied with a sigh.

Just like his father, He Yuntian, who founded Hongtian by himself, but in the end, he was pushed down by many people.

This is the greatest sorrow of a strong man.

Doug Lang was silent for a while, holding on to the wine glass, and asked again, "Diven, tell me, if one day I give up this position and let someone else do it, what will happen?"

"Do you really want me to tell?"

"Of course!"

He Qingwen pondered for a while, "Doug Lang, do you really have the heart to see your family fall into the hands of a selfish person? Are you really sure that you can get out of your body?"

"Why not?" Dougron raised his eyebrows.

"Because this is your mission, Doug Lang, the reason why you are sitting here and looking at them now shows that you know your position better than anyone else, and you have been telling yourself deep down in your heart that you Behind every decision is closely related to the interests of this family, and you are sitting in this position today, not because you chose it, but because it chose you. Doug Lang, you can't hide dropped."

Dougron turned his head and stared at his side face carefully for a long while.

Sensing his gaze, He Qingwen also turned his head and looked at him in astonishment.

"What's the matter, what I said, is it ridiculous?"

"No." Dougron shook his head, "It's not ridiculous, on the contrary, Diven, I think after you have gone through these things, you suddenly changed and became—a bit great!"

"Eh?" He Qingwen laughed suddenly, "Douglang, what you mean is that I slept for five months, and when I woke up, I suddenly became a god!"

Douglang continued to stare at him, and sighed, "Diven, I was thinking, being able to have you is the best reward that God bestows on me, and I, Douglang, have waited hard all my life."

"Nonsense, you have waited for a lifetime, we have known each other for less than four years, you glib—"

"No, Diven, it's really a lifetime, it's really a lifetime." His eyes were full of affection, he held He Qingwen's face with both hands, and lowered his head to cover his lips.

The soft kiss turned into a deep affection like fire. After more than half a year of abstinent life, this kiss easily set off a prairie fire of desire/desire.

Doug Lang picked him up abruptly, and strode straight to the bedroom.

He pressed He Qingwen on the bed, the warm robe was peeled off to the ground, he put his hands inside the clothes, and slid all the way down, but his subordinates didn't dare to make a mistake. He gasped roughly, stopped between his thighs, raised his head, and asked He Qingwen Qingwen's will.

"Diven, can I please tonight?"

He Qingwen felt the manic desire/desire under Doug Lang, and knew that he had endured it for a long time and had reached the limit, but he didn't know what was going on, since he woke up, he had always felt something was wrong with his body , but can't tell what it is.

As in the past, with such passionate teasing, even if he was reluctant, his body should have changed a long time ago.

but why?Why, no matter how Doug Lang tries to please him now, he just doesn't respond?

He faintly sensed something was wrong and wanted to speak out.

"Dougron, I—"

But when he lowered his head and saw Douglang's expectant eyes, he gritted his teeth and nodded.

Doug Lang got the promise, so he couldn't care less, his subordinates just fiddled/handled a few times casually, and then they were about to push in.

"Dougron, wait—wait!"

Just arrived at the entrance, He Qingwen was already sweating from nervousness, and it was very painful.He screamed and put his hands on Dougron's shoulders.

"Baby, what's the matter with you?"

Doug Lang half leaned on his body, panting urgently and asked him.

He Qingwen closed his eyes, gritted his teeth, took a moment to relax, and shook his head, "It's nothing, maybe, my body is not used to it yet, can you slow down a bit."

"Good! Good!" Doug Lang nodded again and again, this time he was much gentler, and his movements were as slow as possible.

However, He Qingwen still felt very uncomfortable. He tried his best to restrain himself from pushing Doug Lang, but Doug Lang still had a hard time getting in.

"Baby, relax!"

"Douglan—" He Qingwen groaned/groaned a few times in a hurry, a layer of sweat appeared on his forehead, his lips were pale, and he forced a deep bloodstain from his bite.

Desire/hope slowly entered/entered, He Qingwen raised his neck, bowed his waist, retracted his body uncontrollably, and repeatedly resisted.

"Dougron, stop, please, it's — it hurts!"

It really hurts, like my body has been torn apart.

He Qingwen gritted his teeth tightly, excruciating pain. Seeing his expression, Doug Lang knew that his body must have endured to the limit.

So, he suppressed his desire/desire, got up suddenly, and plunged into the bathroom.

He Qingwen suddenly felt relieved, panting heavily, and raised his hand to wipe the sweat off his forehead.

He slowly closed his clothes and lay down on the bed, feeling mixed feelings in his heart. After waiting for a long time, until the sound of bathing stopped, he saw Douglang walking out of the bathroom with dripping water on his head.

Standing up, I glanced at him, "I'm sorry!"

Doug Lang was wiping his wet hair with a towel, when he heard He Qingwen's apology, he put down the towel, walked to the bed, and kissed his forehead.

"It's okay, baby, your body hasn't recuperated yet, I'm too anxious!"

"Dougron—"

Dougron sat on the bed, hugged him, and kissed his cheek, "There's nothing to be sorry for, my dear, we still have a lifetime! Well, if you keep staring at me like this, I really want to I've eaten you, come on, good boy! Sleep!" After saying that, he fell down together with his arms around He Qingwen's shoulders, and pressed his head into his arms.

After a while, He Qingwen heard Doug Lang's heavy and deep breathing from above his head, and he, who couldn't sleep, let out a deep sigh.

What the hell happened to him?

As the days went by day by day, He Qingwen was finally able to give up his crutches and walk freely without any assistance.

Although the action is still a bit slow, it is already quite rare for him.

Henry said he recovered quickly and is functioning well in all aspects of his body.

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