[Wearing the Book] The villain is not easy to mess with

Hearing this, the psychiatrist trembled uncontrollably, and his dark pearly eyes were full of panic that almost collapsed.

It's like a child who has never eaten candy, who suddenly has a mouthful of candy, and can't ignore the wanton sweetness even if he swallows it whole.

His eyes were so sweet that his eyes were red: "Fuck you, I love you. For a scum like you, falling in love with anyone is a sin. You might as well die!"

"What did you say?"

Zhang Yu grabbed him by the neck, his beautiful peach eyes narrowed slightly, like a poisonous snake spitting out its core with a cold light, and asked him every word.

The psychiatrist trembled even more, bit his lips, and tears fell down, but stubbornly and not afraid of death, he shouted: "I said fuck you, I love you..."

"stop!"

Zhang Yu pinched the fingertips on his chin, and wandered against the plump, red and swollen lips. With a little force on his fingertips, he stopped his voice.

The man's eyes were still cold, and he played with his lips and teeth playfully, grinding his thumb and index finger along the gap between the teeth, like a dentist checking the health of his teeth.

The psychiatrist knew what he wanted to do, so he clenched his teeth tightly to prevent him from breaking in.

Zhang Yu suddenly smiled slightly, took out his hand to wipe off the sticky wet liquid on the beauty's gradually fading face, lowered his eyes and asked casually: "Can you remove the **** me, the last three words , How many times do you say it?"

The psychiatrist was completely stunned.

The beautiful eyes were covered with a thin layer of tears, and she looked at the red-haired man who was still pressing on her body and was closely connected with him somewhere in a daze.

Zhang Yu raised his eyebrows and pinched his waist: "Don't want to?"

"Go to hell!"

"Tell me!"

"You are dreaming!"

"Believe it or not, I killed you?"

"Are you fucking sick!!! No... bastard, it hurts..."

After a quick and violent rush, the psychiatrist finally couldn't stand his torture, crying for mercy: "Bastard, stop..."

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Zhang Yu was panting like a cow, looking down on his teary-eyed face condescendingly.

Tears washed down his cheeks again, and a hoarse voice sounded quietly in the man's heavy breathing: "I love you..."

"Speak louder, I didn't hear you."

Zhang Yu was elated when he heard that, and patted his cheek aggressively.

The psychiatrist closed his eyes, turned his face to one side, and said with a broken can, "I love you."

Zhang Yu seemed to be in a frenzy, his eyes were shining, he forced his face over, and ordered: "Look into my eyes, put my name on it, and say it again!"

The psychiatrist opened his eyes, stared at the man who existed like a demon through the tears, and repeated over and over again: "Zhang Yu, I love you! Zhang Yu, I love you! Zhang Yu, I love you!" you……"

Say a word, break a tear.

Zhang Yuyou's heart tightened from his initial enthusiasm, he frowned, and stopped in a deep voice: "Enough."

The psychiatrist cried even harder, and finally broke down and said the secret buried in his heart: "Zhang Yu, please, please let me go! I know you like this skin, and I once dreamed of it." It's a skin, but when I really owned it, I didn't expect it to be like this..."

"To tell you the truth, the real me is old, ugly and bald. I'm just an ordinary psychiatrist who survives by fooling people. My favorite is Young Master Jiang. I shouldn't recommend that novel to him, yes I killed him, and I got what I deserved."

"Do you understand what I mean? This body is not mine at all, I have traveled here! Let's let each other go, okay?"

Zhang Yu still frowned, with a look of scrutiny in his eyes, as if he was wondering whether he liked the puppet-like puppet skin in the past, or the kind-hearted man who dared to speak up and hit him now. people.

After a long time, he leaned over and kissed his lips lightly, "I don't want to let go, no matter who you are, time travel or not, I only want you in front of me!"

The psychiatrist closed his eyes in despair, and the tears silently flooded his heart.

Zhang Yu's kiss is no longer barbaric, and the rare tenderness can also arouse people's most primitive desires, "Maybe we can get along in a different way, don't fight against me, I will treat you well, okay?"

The psychiatrist cried and shook his head, his dangling long hair was wet: "No, I don't want to..."

"Wu Zhide!"

Zhang Yu lost his patience in an instant: "Don't be ashamed of your mother, if you promise today, you have to agree! If you don't agree, you have to agree! Otherwise, I will fuck you to death!"

As he spoke, he exerted a violent force, and finally, "Crash!" The bed collapsed...

……

Shen Qian's room.

After the woman whom Shen Qian called mother left, the two men didn't speak.

Jiang Yuran took a lot of effort to move himself to the toilet. After solving his personal problems, he took a shower carefully. The very sensible one didn't look for Shen Qian.

When he came out of the shower and wiped his hair, he caught a glimpse of the silent man wearing clothes in the dark, and finally he couldn't help but get angry again.

The towel wet by the hair was thrown heavily on the man's face: "You don't really want to take the blame for that crazy brother of yours, do you?"

Shen Qian grabbed the towel he threw over, wiped his face, unbuttoned his shirt, wiped his body again, and continued to wipe down his waist, "Otherwise?"

Or else?

Young Master Jiang stared at the movement of his hand, it was the towel I used to dry my hair...

However, on this occasion, doesn't it seem that you don't care about carrying the towel with him?

"Your younger brother is really crazy. If you take the blame for him now, something big will happen in the future! What's more, if he is elected as the new president, he will definitely bully others in the future! You are pampering him like this. kill him!"

After saying this, Jiang Yuran felt a little uncomfortable again, feeling like a little bitch sowing discord, telling stories behind his back.

Sure enough, Shen Qian didn't like him like this either, his face and voice sank, with a sharp coldness: "You don't need to worry about these things, I know what to do."

Jiang Yuran frowned instantly, his moist eyes still had a blush, and he remembered his attitude towards him when his mother came, and even kicked him!

With a chill in my heart, the words I said were not so nice: "Don't worry about me?"

He smiled indifferently: "So, Shen Qian, those who said they want me to be your boyfriend are actually lying?"

"Why is it related to this again?" Shen Qian didn't know why.

"Humph!"

Jiang Yuran snorted angrily, "In front of your mother, you dare not admit that I am your boyfriend, and you don't want me to interfere in your family affairs! Shen Qian, what do you think of me? ?”

Shen Qian was instantly stopped by his question.

Seeing his acquiescing attitude, Jiang Yuran felt sore in his heart, and there was a sparkle in his eyes, and he suddenly felt deeply lost: "If you just want to have fun, you can say it as soon as possible!"

I'm not, I have to grow old together.

Shen Qian thought for a long time, put down the towel in his hand, stood up and put on his trousers, saying word by word: "First of all, I don't want to play."

The zipper is zipped, the belt is fastened, and the shirt is tied skillfully, "Secondly, it's not that I dare not admit you in front of Mom, but I can't admit it at this time."

Tie up the shirt, fasten the buttons one by one with the slender knuckles, and when it reached the chest, she slightly turned her head towards the boy, "After all, I'm still blind, I'm afraid I won't be able to protect you!"

When the slender fingertips landed on the third button of the shirt, they paused for a moment, as if considering whether to button it, and then fell down again, pulling the collar, deliberately revealing a bit of the bony collarbone.

It seems that the dress that has always been rigorous, for some reason, broke the original rules and became informal.

"I don't want you to intervene, and I don't want you to get involved in these right and wrong. After all, you are just a weak human being, and you have no ability to compete with them."

Jiang Yuran was stunned.

There are some subtle emotions in my heart, like the tactile sensation of a feather falling gently, delicate and delicate.

Until the man put on his shoes, groped to sit on the wheelchair, and pressed the button to go out.

Jiang Yuran stopped him: "Hello,"

Shen Qian put down the mobile phone that was about to call the soldier, tilted his head and asked in a low voice: "Huh?"

"I'll go with you!"

The juvenile's amber eyes were drenched with tears, clear to the bottom, and when slightly raised, they were a bit enchanting and confusing, but this did not affect his serious attitude towards men.

Shen Qian froze for a moment, then hooked his lips and smiled slightly: "What are you doing?"

"It won't confuse you."

Jiang Yuran's tone was firm: "Because we are a couple, even if I can't protect you, I want to be with you no matter what I do."

Shen Qian's heart beat violently, as if there was unprecedented commotion.

It took him a long time before he swallowed the rational words of "you need to rest" and turned it into: "Well, go change your clothes."

……

hospital.

Although the bed collapsed, it didn't affect Zhang Yu's sexual interest!

He locked the door of the ward, closed the curtains, pressed the psychiatrist on the table and begged for it once, and in the process of asking, he even sucked his blood.

The passing nurse heard the commotion inside, ran to check the situation, and found that the door was locked, and no one responded after knocking for a while, and the man's screams and sobbing came intermittently from inside, wrapped in a fight similar to fist and foot sound.

The nurse thought that something had happened, so she hurriedly called the hospital security and forced open the door.

Zhang Yu is done.

The two men were lying on the table panting heavily. When he heard the sound of the door opening, he stood up quickly. While pulling up his pants, he took a coat to cover the psychiatrist's bare waist.

The nurse in charge saw the collapsed bed and the panting beauty's food lying on the table, and knew what happened without even thinking about it.

Instantly embarrassed, he said, "I'm sorry, Doctor Zhang, we... come in later."

Quickly pull the door shut.

The psychiatrist glared at Zhang Yu indignantly, pulled up his pants and covered his buttocks, reluctantly went to the separate bathroom to clean.

The bathroom in the ICU is quite luxurious, and the sanitation is in place. Perhaps considering the keen sense of smell of the alien species, a special compartment for washing hands has even been expanded.

Through the cubicle is the toilet, which also has hot water for the shower.

The psychiatrist felt uncomfortable. He locked the door and washed his face at the sink. He looked at the beautiful face covered with drops of water in the mirror. This face that did not belong to his good-looking face, was it luck or disaster? ?

I was so emotional that I hoped it was all just a dream.

A terrible nightmare.

Maybe nothing happened when I woke up.

Wu Zhide, wake up quickly!

He turned on the faucet next to the hot water again and poured cold water on his face desperately.

However, the moment he raised his eyes, not only did he not see the familiar face that belonged to him, but another face appeared in the mirror!