lonely patient

Compared to me who was insane, Wen Luming is much more sober at the moment.

I don't know where his glasses fell off, and the broken hair on his forehead was also messed up by me, but his expression was always indifferent and restrained, and he looked at me with dark eyes without any emotion.

"How can I help?" Wen Luming said calmly.

The remaining rationality told me that this was an alpha, and I began to regret not having done what I was supposed to do in the hotel. After all, I still overestimated my self-control.

The Wen Luming in front of me is like a sample cake in the window, attractive in appearance but inedible, but when I look at his face, I still have unavoidable desires that I shouldn’t have, and I even bowed my head and kissed his face. lip.

It's hot……

It turns out that Alpha's mouth is also so soft.

A strange yet familiar hormonal breath spread in my mouth, and I unconsciously increased my movements, sucking and biting his lips.

Wen Luming didn't push me away.

Kissing is like drinking poison to quench thirst, I seem to have forgotten all the skills, and plundered between his lips and tongue.

Wen Luming didn't refuse or cater to me, he let me mess around, until I couldn't breathe, he was still calm.

The contrast made me jerky and eager, but I couldn't care less and tried to pull his shirt while kissing him.

"...Yan Qiao." Wen Luming finally stopped my hand.

I raised my head and met his deep pool-like eyes.

"Is it better?" he asked, looking at me.

I shook my head slowly, "Not enough..."

Not enough, far from enough.

After finishing speaking, the scene in front of me suddenly reversed, and Wen Luming pushed me down on the bed.

I looked at him puzzled, the hair hanging on my forehead blocked my view, and I was distracted in the chaotic desire, as if it was time to cut my hair...

Wen Luming pinned the broken hair behind my ears for me, covered my face with warm palms, and gently stroked the corners of my eyes with his thumbs.

"Do you remember who you are?" he asked with a sigh.

who I am……

Wen Luming didn't seem to need my answer.He took a deep look at me, lowered his head and pressed his lips to my forehead, his expression and voice finally became more gentle than before.

"Offended," he said.

Before I had time to think about what he offended, I felt my waist loosen...

……

The whole world is spinning.

I vaguely saw the figures on the wall embracing each other intimately, the long hair that was hanging down was wet with sweat, sticking to my face and neck like weeds.

All the senses seem to be suspended in mid-air, and everything is illusory and chaotic like a dream.

I completely soiled Wen Luming's shirt.

I lay on the bed in a daze, and out of the corner of my eye, I caught a glimpse of Wen Luming pulling out a piece of paper under the warm yellow light, wiping the marks on my hands carefully.The tall nose bridge cast a shadow on his face, I couldn't see his expression clearly, I just felt that the picture in front of me was extraordinarily unreal.

"Teacher Wen..." I opened my mouth and found that my throat was dry, and I couldn't help coughing a few times.

When Wen Luming turned his head, there was a moment of unconcealed emotion in his eyes. Before I could see clearly, he lowered his eyelids and avoided my gaze.

"Drink water?" he asked.

I nodded.

Wen Luming brought a glass of water and touched the top of my head, "Does your head still hurt?"

I took the water glass and said, "It hurts."

He frowned slightly, and put his palm on my forehead and stroked it, like a rare and gentle praise when he stayed by my hospital bed when I was a child.

I was nostalgic for such tenderness, and the restlessness in my body gradually subsided.

After drinking a glass of water slowly, Wen Luming covered me with a quilt and went to the bathroom to clean up.I was so tired and drowsy, and the alcohol was still raging in my blood, it didn't take long for me to fall asleep.While I was half asleep and half awake, I felt that someone was using a hot towel to help me scrub the stains on my body. The movements were gentle and gentle, and I carefully avoided the wound.My eyelids were so heavy that I couldn't open them, and there was a murmur that I couldn't even understand.

"Sleep." The man sighed.