The golden wolf dog of the beautiful president

When going to the house, Wen Ci imagined the situation. The boy was seriously injured before, and there were many cuts on his body. Fang Huan suddenly walked away when he was treating him. Is it possible that the wound hurts and the movement is inconvenient? , so fell?

"Song Yang?" When he knocked on the door, if he didn't get a response, Wen Ci even considered calling an ambulance.

Fortunately, the door of the house opened.

The lights in the house were also turned on again, the guy opened the door, the light came through from behind the guy, shaking the guy's tall figure, the moonlight outside the house hit the guy's face, enveloping his handsome face .

Wen Ci suddenly froze.

He had always thought that the young man was sloppy, unattractive, and not very good-looking.

But it turns out that tidying up is pretty good?

The sloppy body has been washed, the beard on the face has been plucked, the hair has been washed and blown into a smooth hair, and the hair is in good condition. There is a bath towel around the waist, and the two legs under the bath towel are pulled out. Too hairy, it feels like it was just plucked, or stuck with tape... The pores are red.

This made the guy look more comfortable overall, and he looked like a handsome guy, even the bruises on his face became harmless.

Coupled with the fact that the guy is bare-chested, his body lines and muscles are fully exposed, and he even becomes beautiful!

Humans are essentially Yangou. Without any memory bonus, the young man suddenly got through Wen Ci's interest with his handsomeness, and naturally he cared more.

Wen Ci glanced at the handsome guy twice, "I see that you haven't slept yet, and there are strange movements in the room, so come over and have a look, are you all right? Did you fall somewhere?"

Large and small bruises and wounds on Song Yang's body were particularly obvious because he was not wearing clothes. There was also a fresh gash on Song Yang's knee, which seemed to be just knocked out, and blood was oozing out.

Song Yang fixedly looked at Wen Ci for a long time. The beautiful woman who visited late at night seemed to have broken a line of defense in his heart. His eyes suddenly turned red, and he said, "I want to go to the bathroom and look in the mirror to wipe the wound on my back." Ordered some medicine and tripped over the charging cable next to the bed."

Wen Ci looked into the room.

This side of the house is a very small room with a total area of ​​only 12 square meters. There is a tatami bed when you enter the door, and then there is a bathroom on the right hand side, and then there is a small table standing on the tatami mat.

The charging cable that Song Yang said was lying under the table, but the charging plug was thrown to the other side, and it really looked like it was tripped.

Wen Ci turned the boy's body and looked at the boy's back. There were two long wounds stretching from his left shoulder to his waist, one deep, one shallow, and the deep one was even bleeding!

Wen Ci's expression changed instantly, "How did you get hurt? That table knife??!"

Song Yang: "...um."

Wen Ci frowned, he didn't remember that Hansen had got that table knife, and Fang Huan didn't notice such a serious wound before?This kind of wound will definitely be dealt with immediately.

Song Yang saw the frown on Wen Ci's face, lowered his head, his face turned pale.

Song Yang was clutching a bottle of potion tightly in his hand, and there was fine and dense cold sweat on his forehead.

Distressed little emotions suddenly popped up again, suppressing Wen Ci's doubts, the young man looked really hurt, Wen Ci didn't hesitate any longer, took the potion from Song Yang's hand, went into the room and took off his shoes, Closed the door.

"Sit down, I'll help you with the medicine." Wen Ci said.

Song Yang let go of the tightly clenched fists on his side, he nodded obediently, and sat down with his back facing Wen Ci, his head drooping, his eyelashes covering his eyes, and together covering the little black monster inside.

The guy with the bowed head looked like a big monster at the moment, and the hideous wound on his back was baited by the big monster, but Wen Ci relaxed his vigilance about it.

Wen Ci suddenly felt very sad. He touched the young man's back, next to the two hideous wounds, blood kept oozing out, quickly dipped it in clean cotton, and then carefully applied the potion.

When the medicine was applied, the boy's back collapsed very straight.

Wen Ci's movements were lighter, "...does it hurt?"

"Yeah." Unexpectedly, the young man admitted it generously, sitting cross-legged with his head down and enduring the pain, like a big wronged dog.

Wen Ci really thought of his Erha, felt distressed and wanted to laugh, couldn't help but put the medicine on, and stroked the young man's back from top to bottom with his palm, one stroke after another, like smooth hair.

"Why are you like a big dog? When you hit Hansen, you thought you were very powerful. Bear with it, it will be fine soon, I'll take it easy." Wen Ci's movements became lighter again.

Song Yang's back became straighter and straighter, his head hung lower and lower, and his whole body was tense, "Wife...can I call you that?"

Gently applying the medicine paused, and continued to apply it, "Actually...it should be fine."

Song Yang: "Then can I tell you about our past? Fang Huan said that telling you about the past will help you restore your memory."

Wen Ci didn't make a sound.

Neither agreed nor objected.

So the boy talked to himself.

Song Yang: "The first time we met was when you were in junior high school. You were 16 years old and I was 14 years old. I saved you as a little girl. Later, I went to the hospital to visit you and found out that you were a boy. Run away. The run cost us 12 years and you became someone else's fiancée.

After being with you, one of the things I regret the most is that I was the coward.Do you know, it was you who confessed to me that we would be together, you deliberately took me out of the small town, paid me a high salary to be your cook + assistant, and you let me live in your apartment Villa, take me to see the world.

Then you confessed to me in a haunted house, that was the first time you kissed me, hugged me, bit my ear for the first time, and asked if I would run away like I did in the hospital when I was a child. "

Song Yang: "When we were together, it seemed that you always took the initiative, even the proposal. My engagement ring disappeared, so you made a bluegrass ring and gave it to me. Later, the official announcement, wedding, process, everything It's up to you to prepare.

You took me all the way to run on the road of love, obviously I am your husband, I should give you more sense of security... But I was really too cowardly, and even made you cry once because of it, because I gave up thought.

Even the first time you took the initiative, you know?You say you want me, ask me if I want you? "

Song Yang: "You have lost your memory now... My wife who went forward bravely can't come back, no one will take me on this road anymore, give me courage... I'm thinking about what I should do..."

Song Yang: "He said he has a husband... I don't want to give him up to others, I don't want to lose him, he is mine, he is mine."

Song Yang's whole head drooped, and his two fists were clenched tightly against the bed, as if he was supporting himself or controlling himself. However, the violent ups and downs of his back revealed his restlessness and mania. The hideous scar even oozes blood after being treated too tight.

Wen Ci could feel the young man's pain, and that pain even empathized with him, making his head throbbing with pain.

But now is obviously not the time to worry about minor problems like headaches, Wen Ci carefully hugged the boy from behind, and the boy folded himself and threw himself into his arms.

Wen Ci bumped into Song Yang's face full of tears, and was taken aback for a moment, forgetting to hide.

The boy's eyes were dark and deep, and the little monster inside seemed to be about to jump out. He had to close his eyes, and snuggle into Wen Ci's arms with tears in his eyes, as fragile as a dog that has suffered all kinds of pain.

"I really don't know what to do... Wife." Song Yang pressed his whole face against his chest.

Wen Ci's breathing was a little unsteady, and he hugged Song Yang tightly.

He wanted to say something, but he didn't know what to say. He seemed unable to comfort the boy, because he didn't know what to do...

He can't think of anything, his brain still hurts, and he can understand the boy's sadness, but if he stays with the boy because of this, he still owes something.

He seems to lack a little love for him from the boy, and his heart will feel distressed, but there is a little lack of the beating of the deer.

"Don't cry, big man... Let me continue to treat your wounds?" Wen Ci really can't comfort a husband who is both strange and affectionate, and even a man with a high IQ is bald, so he thinks about doing business important.

As a result, he let go of the boy, and threw him into his arms like a big dog, but he didn't let go. Instead, he tightened his arms around his waist and back, tightly entwining him.

It was like a monster trapping its prey.

Wen Ci suddenly realized the sense of crisis, and it was an inescapable sense of crisis...

Wen Ci's scalp was numb, and he looked down at the man in his arms in shock.

The big dog bit his chest through the cloth!The drooping face full of tears was finally raised by this posture, and the closed eyes were opened, and a string of teardrops rolled down, it was very pitiful, but the eyes in the eyes were pitch black.

The teeth are sharp and fierce, and the force of the bite is very heavy, as if to tear apart the prey and eat it into the stomach.

It's no longer a little monster.

It's a big monster with canine teeth!

Wen Ci groaned in pain, his face changed instantly, he slapped the man on the face, trying to push the man out, but was thrown to the ground instead, Song Yang climbed up like a monster, crushing him from hands to feet He also covered his mouth to call for help.

Wen Ci's eyes widened.

The tearful look of the man was really pitiful, but when he looked at him up close, the straight look was really scary, as if something was out of control in the boy's body.

Wen Ci's body trembled slightly, unable to make a sound, his cold and pale face was repeatedly touched by the man, big tears fell on Wen Ci's face, and then he was swallowed by hot and dangerous kisses.

Song Yang's murmurs slipped into Wen Ci's ears, and Wen Ci even struggled into the man's arms.

The man's voice was small, lest he should be frightened, "Honey, if I take the initiative this time, will you stay with me...and forgive me?"

The author has something to say: [The next chapter will be released at 6 o'clock tomorrow night]