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

"How do I know what that is?"

Shen Mo cried until pear blossoms brought rain, not only rain, but also wind, snow and hail: "He is like a ghost, his eyes are all white, his hair is also white, his breath is very strange, he is neither human nor zombie nor alien God knows if that kind of ghost thing is evolved from sperm, it just hits me, fuck it, it looks like a few walking..."

According to his description, Zhang Yu instantly thought of the little girl in red, and felt uncomfortable.

Could it be that kid's accomplice?

Thinking of this, he had no intention of staying here to chat nonsense with Shen Mo, and said with a dark face: "You continue to commit suicide, I'm waiting to attend your funeral."

Shen Mo had long since lost the domineering arrogance of the past, and he was completely insane, naked and swaying, chasing after Zhang Yu: "Wait, give me your gun."

Zhang Yu didn't bother to talk to him, so he took it to the door without any hassle: "Personal items are never borrowed."

Just when the door was about to be closed, he turned his head slightly, revealing half of his frivolous and handsome face through the crack of the door, his beautiful peach eyes slightly bent, and gave him a contemptuous look: "Shen Mo, what do you do besides taking care of your brother?" What else can you do if you have a knife? Although I also think it is best for you to die, so as not to endanger the society. But you are like this, it really gives points to aliens!"

After finishing speaking, he took off the sunglasses on the top of his head, hung them on his eyes again, and slammed the door shut with a bang, leaving Shen Mo staring blankly at the spot.

……

Jiang Yuran opened his eyes in great pain.

His eyes were unfocused, pale and empty, like a doll without any emotion.

It was also like the pain was so extreme that every cell in the body was numb.

In half of his blocked vision, he saw Shen Qian.

He was sitting next to him, holding his hand tightly, his shoulders were stretched straight, his eyes were wrapped with pure white gauze, and his thin lips were lightly pursed, looking handsome and beautiful.

It seems that the circle of gauze is not tied up because of eye problems, but a sexy gauze tied deliberately to please the sweetheart.

Jiang Yuran didn't move.

She looked at him quietly with one eye open.

It was so quiet that it seemed that even the breathing line seemed to be gone.

It's just that under the thick eyelash feathers, a mist of mist gradually formed, getting thicker and thicker, and finally couldn't help it. The mist suddenly seeped out of the eye sockets and wet the eyelashes, as if they didn't know how to restrain themselves.

He didn't know when he fell in love with this man, even to the point where he could surrender himself without reservation.

Even if he is just sitting there, not saying or doing anything, he is by your side, right in front of you, within reach, and the ripples of your heartbeat have already become turbulent.

What energy do you have to blame him?

As if feeling his tears, Shen Qian moved his ears uncomfortably, and stretched out his hand towards him: "Little clean freak, are you awake?"

"Um……"

Jiang Yuran responded sullenly, with a heavy cry.

Hearing this, Shen Qian's heart trembled, "What's wrong, why are you crying?"

"pain……"

It really hurts, there are cracks all over the skin of the mouth, and it hurts to breathe.Except for the back, there is no part of the front of the body that is intact, like a fried fish stuck to a frying pan, only one eye can be turned up and turned in vain.

He tried to move his hands and feet, but the pain was still so hot that he cried out in a hoarse and soft voice, like a hungry cub who couldn't get milk: "Woooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo pain……"

Hearing this, Shen Qian's heart tightened, and he approached anxiously, the hot air sprayed on his bandaged face, so close that his lips were almost touching, but he said angrily: "It's what you deserve, who made you kill me? Father seduces!"

Jiang Yuran: "..."

Jiang Yuran blinked his eyes, the end of his eyes turned red, but he was still angry after all: "I didn't."

"No? Kiss him without you?"

"I do not have."

"I heard it all!"

Jiang Yuran didn't know how to explain it, so he took a breath and got angry.

Shen Qian was a little angry at the moment: "Why didn't you speak? Is there no reason to refute?"

Jiang Yuran didn't want to say anything, but tried hard to take his hand away from his palm.

Unexpectedly, this small action completely angered Shen Qian. Not only did he not let go, but he firmly clasped the bandage-wrapped jade hand with only fingertips exposed, "What do you mean?"

His strength was surprisingly great, as if he wanted to crush Jiang Yuran's delicate palm bones!

"It hurts, let me go..."

He moaned in a low voice and protested dissatisfiedly, twisting his slender waist uncomfortably, tears gushed out in waves, and the bandages on his face were soaked.

Unexpectedly, Shen Qian became even more angry, and said angrily: "I won't let you go unless you make it clear!"

"What do you want me to say? You don't believe me!"

"Then what do you want? Are you going to break up again?"

"It's divided, it's already divided anyway!"

"you……"

The powerful arrogance all over Shen Qian's body weakened in an instant, and he was silent for a long time, then grabbed the red hand held by him again, and brought it to his lips to kiss a little bit, his voice was hoarse, with a little choking that could not be concealed: "Little clean freak, do you not love me?"

"Is any of them better than me?"

Jiang Yuran didn't answer, but was crying hard, his chest heaved violently, his breathing trembled heavily, and he was also convulsed, as if he would choke to death if he couldn't breathe.

How else can I prove that I love you?

Shall I show you my heart?

After all, Shen Qian couldn't hear him cry, so his tone slowed down, he pulled him up and rubbed him into his arms, gently stroking his fluffy head, "Okay, I won't force you, stop crying."

"Even if you don't love me, it doesn't matter, as long as you are by my side, I ask too much."

Through the bandage and his thin clothing, Jiang Yuran heard his strong heartbeat and felt his penetrating and scorching body temperature. Although he was close at hand, it seemed that there was an insurmountable gap between him.

He tried hard to get closer to him, but he was always unpredictable.

He couldn't guess the man's mind at all. If he could, he really wanted to pry open his head and see what was inside.

In the end, he tore off the bandage on his mouth, like a mad cat, grabbed the man's straight neck, clumsily and fiercely, kissed him!

He kissed to no avail, he just grabbed the man's thin lips and sucked. At first he tried to stick the tip of his tongue in, but when he touched the sharp teeth, he flinched in fright, and then he was like a man. The head-to-head fool touched his hardest part with the softest part, carefully prying the gap between his teeth, like prying a closed heart door.

The man obviously didn't expect that he would kiss himself.

He was very angry at the bottom of his heart. Did he do the same, kissing his father?

So he bit back as if punishing him, grabbed the back of the boy's neck violently, pushed him down roughly on the bed, pierced the soft tip of his tongue with the tip of his teeth, ignored his struggle, bit his softest part, and greedily sucked the hot, moist and fragrant meat blood!

Jiang Yuran's eyes widened from the pain, tears welled up, he struggled in vain for a while, and finally gave up as if resigned to his fate, trembling all over, but stretched out his tender arms, hugging the man tightly Strong back.

It's like trying to show off forcibly, and if you want to refuse, you still welcome.

Shen Qian froze for a moment.

He stopped sucking, slowly released the tip of his tongue, and put his arms on both sides of the person, "Why don't you resist?"

Jiang Yuran's tongue was still bleeding, and he was so painful that he couldn't speak clearly. He mumbled: "Shen Qian... If this doesn't prove that I love you, then I... really have nothing to say."

Shen Qian was speechless for a moment.

It was as if there was a sudden myocardial infarction, and something broke through the sky, as if it had opened up.

Yes, if he doesn't love me, why would he kiss me?

How could you tremble in pain and still hug me?

And how could he accompany me to the trial court when he couldn't even stand upright?

But, does he treat other men the same way?

If so...

He shivered slightly, buried his face powerlessly, and licked the boy's cracked and cracked lips little by little, "Little clean freak, you'd better, don't lie to me..."

……

Shen Yanxu was nestling on the sofa, with plaster casts on one hand and foot, and the man in black was applying medicine to his bruised eyes.

"Suck~"

He gasped in pain, and cursed: "Your brain is leaking? Don't you know how to be gentle?"

The man in black pursed his mouth aggrievedly, but he didn't dare to say a word, and his movements were light.

At this moment, surrounded by a group of men in black, a woman in a cheongsam walked in with her round hips twisted, and her high-heeled shoes made a series of rhythmic tapping sounds on the ground.

"Shen Yanxu!"

As soon as she came in, she threw a tablet to Shen Yanxu, and suddenly there were photos of Shen Yanxu going in and out of the food training center!

The woman asked arrogantly: "As the president, you actually went to the food training center? Now the whole base is full of uproar, and you come back like this, do you still want to be the president?!"

Shen Yanxu looked disdainful, and covered half of his face with an ice pack: "When is it your turn to ask about my affairs?"

"It's not my turn to ask questions?"

The woman was a little amused: "That's okay, you give up the position of president to Momo now, even if you raise a mistress outside in the future, it will have nothing to do with my mother!"

But right now!

Zhang Yu appeared at the open gate carrying a miniature submachine gun!

Hearing this, he coughed, "Well, Mrs. President, I'm afraid it won't work."

The woman shrank her pupils imperceptibly, turned her head and glanced at Zhang Yu coldly: "What did you say?"

"Because your precious son, Shen Mo, is committing suicide at home right now."

"what???"

"If you don't believe me, you can go and have a look."

The woman lost her demeanor at the moment, stepped on her high heels and turned to the door, passing by Zhang Yu and gave him a hard look: "If you dare to lie to Mrs. Ben, you will be at your own risk!"

After speaking, he clenched his fists and left angrily.

Zhang Yu watched her go away with a smile, and paid attention to her, "Madam, go slowly!"

After she got into the car, she hurriedly put down her gun, closed the door, and came to Shen Yanxu's side, with a smirk on her face: "That president, let me discuss something with you."

Shen Yanxu thought he was here to promise him to be the dean, and asked angrily, "What's the matter?"

Zhang Yuchong clasped his fists and cupped his hands: "In your name, mobilize all the soldiers and horses in the base, and help me search for my food."