Your lips are exactly what I want

After a busy day, he completed a series of tedious tasks like a walking dead. Wearily, he took out the key from his bag and inserted it into the lock, and opened the door weakly. It was another mechanical day, and he suddenly collapsed on the bed, with long black hair Spread on the snow-white quilt, her delicate face lacked a bit of color, An Yimo turned over weakly, closed her eyes dully, always feeling that she had exhausted her strength and had no spare energy to deal with the ensuing incidents, let alone I only care about the news about Chu Qike, just like what Chu Qike said, what right do I have to ask her about her personal affairs? It's worthless to say that it's worthless to ignore everything for her, and toss it aside when you don't need to use it. Sometimes it's nothing more than that.

The sharp sound of the doorbell stung her nerves and disturbed the heart that was about to fall asleep. An Yimo got up uncomfortably. An Yimo casually straightened her messy long hair, and dragged her dull steps to open the door feebly. It was so late. Who is the one?

The moment the door was opened, the cold wind and rain engulfed her icy breath, which suddenly awakened her sleeping nerves.

The rain slowly trickled down the fair cheeks, gathered on the chin, and finally dripped down. The hair was soaked in water and drooped weakly on the forehead. They were all drenched, and the originally dark blue coat was now stained black by the rain, clinging to the skin, making the body look thinner and thinner.

Due to taking the medicine, her breathing gradually calmed down, her pale face gradually turned red, and the residual heat of the high fever made the cold towel on her forehead scalding hot. , gently sticking it on Su Shengyu's forehead to feel the heat, and after confirming that there is no problem, he quietly went to the kitchen to change a new towel and put it on her. The movements were very gentle, and he did not want to wake her who was sleeping.

The sudden coolness on the forehead slowly permeated the mind, the pain in the arms had long been replaced by insect-like numbness, after sleeping for a long time, the body was weak and limp, unable to use any strength, forcing himself to withdraw from the illusory dream , I haven't been in touch with reality for a long time, I don't know what the situation is, I want to open my tired eyes, but my consciousness is still delayed, and I seem to be unable to concentrate. When I was struggling, I was surrounded by tiredness again and fell into a deep sleep.

In the dark vision, the familiar figure slowly merged into one, swaying dimly. Su Shengyu wanted to reach out to grab it, but he couldn't touch it anyway. Seeing Xu Ruoling's tearful face, he had no choice but to walk Hesitation, as if glued on, unable to move, a pair of deep eyes are extremely weak at the moment, every time is due to misunderstanding, every misunderstanding is layered on top of each other, no matter how to protect it, it is useless, the more you explain, the more you cover up Xu Ruoling's trust in him is long gone, not because of Chu Qike, but because of different circumstances, but the more he sees him, the more he misses him, and he can't get rid of it.

Sensing Su Shengyu's slight movements, Yan Fei joyfully held her hand and pressed it to her face. Due to the persistent high fever, Su Shengyu had been in a coma for a whole day, and it was already early morning. Fortunately, Dr. Wu carefully prepared the medicine , and barely suppressed the disease, the fracture still did not improve, but she has been in a coma and could not go to the hospital, after all, there is no other way.

"Holy? How do you feel?"

The misty voice echoed in his ears, but it was like a straw in the wind and rain. Although it didn't change much, he still wanted to catch it with all his strength. Su Shengyu struggled to wake up, and there was a slight light in front of his eyes.

"Um……"

Hearing Su Shengyu's vague response, Yan Fei finally felt relieved and almost cried. From the moment Su Shengyu was injured and unconscious, her heart had been hanging in the air, for fear that something might happen to her.The pain in that arm is also painful in Yan Fei's heart. Every severe gasp forces her to bear the pain for Su Shengyu. Su Shengyu's body and mind have long been in Su Shengyu's body and will not be shaken. Now she only hopes for her To wake up early and recover as quickly as possible.

"How do you feel? Does the wound still hurt?"

"Hmm...cough cough..." Su Shengyu wanted to answer something, but because he hadn't spoken for a long time, he couldn't make a sound at once, coughed slightly, his head was a little dizzy, everything in his vision was blurred, and he could distinguish unclear.

Yan Fei hastily stepped forward to comfort her, but the moment her hand touched her body, she was held down by her backhand, and suddenly lost her focus and fell into Su Shengyu's arms. Her body was extremely warm, not like a hand. The cold, faint scent of bluegrass on the tip of the nose is very soothing, Yan Fei is a little distracted, and has no intention of getting up.

Sensing Yan Fei's slender body, he stretched out his arms to wrap around her waist, closely fitting her body. Su Shenghu buried his head in her neck, the familiar body temperature, refreshing and peaceful fragrance, gently Kissing her collarbone, all the way down that slender neck.

"Well……"

Lips gently opened in her ear, Su Shengxuan was like a waking lion, turned over and pressed Yan Fei under him, controlled her hand with both hands, bent down, looked at the confused woman under him, and kissed greedily. The delicate softness on his face seemed to have been suppressed for a long time, sucking gently, but it was extraordinarily long. Yan Fei was kissed so hard that she lost her breath and completely lost the ability to resist. She gasped in her tenderness. Shi was no longer the arrogant and indifferent President Yan, but a woman who needed to be loved and received some comfort.

Yan Fei's obedient cooperation made Su Shengyu take off her clothes easily, and the gentle and lingering kiss fell on the sensitive skin. This was an unprecedented feeling. As a high-ranking young lady, no one has ever had the opportunity to So close contact with her, but the contact with Su Shengyu did not feel any repulsion at all, but immersed in it, I just hope this is not a dream.

Gently kissing her ear, Su Shengxi caressed her face, his movements were extremely gentle, his eyes looked at her face with pity, as if he was examining his own treasure, unwilling to let go, leaning over to her. ear.

"I miss you so much..." Panting slightly, her voice was a little low.

"Ruo Ling."

The coldness that invaded in an instant extinguished the warmth in Yan Fei's heart, followed by a tearing heartache, no, how could this happen?

The strength of the medicine slowly came up, his body was extremely tired, a burst of dizziness struck, his hands and feet began to become weak again, his eyelids were so heavy that he could barely lift them, Su Shengyu wanted to hold on, but his body collapsed uncontrollably, falling down Beside Yan Fei, she soon fell into a deep sleep, her handsome and pale face was close at hand but out of reach.

Tears wet the corners of her eyes, and her body trembled slightly. Yan Fei shrank involuntarily, buried her face in the quilt, and wept uncontrollably. This was the biggest blow to her. It's still Xu Ruoling, not her silently taking care of her, so what's the point of doing this, is it just doing what she should do for Xu Ruoling?Or, it was just a vain attempt to replace Xu Ruoling, but it was ridiculed. In the end, it was nothing more than nothing.

The coolness of the morning turned into icy rain, sweeping across the earth, plundering the warmth, without a trace of pity and sympathy, the leaves were beaten up and down by the rain, drooping weakly, and weakly surrendered.

The sound of rain outside the window was pattering, the raindrops were not heavy, but the sound of touching the ground was a bit sharp, hitting the sleeping eardrums, and I woke up reluctantly, with a splitting headache, I couldn't help squinting my eyes to block out the not so loud sound outside the window. The bright sunshine woke him up a little. The unfamiliar environment in front of him made Chu Qike frowned. He was lying on the not-so-large bed with some clothes scattered on the floor. He had obviously experienced a fierce battle. Covered with a layer of quilt, without any covering of clothes, the surrounding was empty, but the bed was very messy, the sheets were twisted and out of shape, and an inconspicuous spot in the middle was stained with mottled blood, Chu Qike felt a little dejected Patting his head, he only remembered that he drank alcohol last night, and after that, he didn't remember anything.

The bathroom door facing the bed opened suddenly, An Yimo came out wrapped in a slightly longer bath towel, wiped his hair, and faced Chu Qike's suspicious eyes, as if he didn't see it, he walked around directly Next to the dressing table, he took a hair dryer and dried his hair.

Seeing the purple and blue bruises on her shoulders, Chu Qike half leaned on the bed in frustration, God, what did he do to her last night.

"That..." He tried to speak, but completely lost his usual sharp and cold demeanor. At this time, Chu Qike was more like a child who was at a loss, hesitating and not daring to speak.

The sound of the hair dryer stopped, An Yimo didn't turn around, but just sat there calmly, waiting for her to continue.

"My clothes..." Chu Qike wanted to bite his tongue as soon as the words came out.

An Yimo was slightly taken aback, then seemed to understand something, slowly got up and took out a dark suit from the closet beside him, turned around and threw it on Chu Qike, then returned to his seat and continued blowing his hair. Zhong didn't look at Chu Qike at all.

"Your size." He said coldly, as if from another world.

Silently took the suit and put it on, Chu Qike frowned tightly, looking at An Yimo, he always felt that it was not her but himself who was bullied last night, as if he didn't care at all, and had imagined his first time countless times. How will this meeting be, I didn't expect it to end like this.

"Um... are you okay?" An Yimo always felt that she was in a very abnormal state. Chu Qike tentatively walked to her side, clasping his hands together slightly due to nervousness. He had never been so nervous before.