Lovers suffer from depression [Quick Transmigration]

Wen Ran stared at Meng Miandong with burning eyes: "Let me comfort you well, until you are no longer in pain."

Meng Miandong was so shy that she let go of Wen Ran and sat upright on the seat, but her reddened ears completely fell into Wen Ran's eyes.

It was almost dinner time, Wen Ran first took Meng Miandong to eat Japanese food, and then went to a five-star hotel to open a presidential suite.

As soon as the door of the room was closed, Wen Ran hugged Meng Miandong to the bed, then pressed down and kissed the wound on Meng Miandong's face delicately.

Meng Miandong suddenly felt a little itchy, and unconsciously caressed Wen Ran's back with both hands, with his eyes half closed, he asked, "Will it not delay your work?"

"Work is not as important as you." Wen Ran grabbed Meng Miandong's left hand again, kissed the back of it, and at the same time said vaguely, "Besides the face and hands, are there any other injuries?"

Meng Miandong shook his head, and said again: "I was punched in the stomach, but the skin didn't break, it just hurts."

Wen Ran frowned immediately: "You didn't get hit in the ribs, did you?"

"No." Meng Miandong bared his teeth and claws, "I'm very powerful, how could I be hit in the ribs?"

"Well, my Miandong is very powerful." Wen Ran licked Meng Miandong's lips, causing Meng Miandong to sob, and he no longer showed his teeth or claws, and his eyes poured out unconsciously. Spring is here.

Wen Ran calmed down and asked, "Can you take off all your clothes?"

Meng Miandong clearly knew that Wen Ran said this to check whether he was injured, but in an instant, he felt strange.

"Okay, help me take it off." When the button of the coat was touched by Wen Ran, Meng Miandong heard himself making a sound similar to a low moan. He immediately covered his mouth and closed his eyes tightly. Dare to see and smell burning.

Wen Ran didn't force Meng Miandong, but went to take off Meng Miandong's clothes.

Even though Meng Miandong was shy and nervous, he cooperated very well, without any struggle, allowing himself to be naked in front of Wen Ran.

Wen Ran stretched out his hand to cover the third rib on the left side of Meng Miandong's previously cracked bone, and asked worriedly, "Does it hurt?"

Meng Miandong said obediently: "It doesn't hurt."

Wen Ran gently touched Meng Miandong's stomach: "Where does it hurt?"

Relying on his feeling, Meng Miandong stretched out his hand, but before he reached the place where he felt the pain, he touched Wen Ran's finger. He was shuddered by the heat, but Wen Ran pinched his fingertips.

Wen Ran squeezed Meng Miandong's fingertips, stroked the skin inch by inch, and asked, "Where does it hurt?"

Meng Miandong suddenly realized his abnormality, but still patiently found the painful part: "This is where it hurts."

Wen Ran looked at that piece of skin, then let go of Meng Miandong's fingertips and said, "It's very likely that there will be bruises, and I must apply ice, just wait for me."

After a while, he returned with a towel wrapped in crushed ice.

"Although it's cold, how about you bear it?" He turned up the air conditioner a few degrees, then kissed Meng Miandong's forehead, and then put the towel on Meng Miandong's stomach.

Meng Miandong couldn't bear the cold of the crushed ice for a while, and shrank, but Wen Ran bit his earlobe lightly, and coaxed: "Be patient, you'll be fine soon."

"I'm cold, can you hold me?" Meng Miandong still didn't open her eyes, her voice was aggrieved as if she had been bullied by Wen Ran severely.

The next moment, he was embraced from behind by Wen Ran, Wen Ran's body temperature was so high that he could no longer feel the slightest coldness, but his body gradually became hotter. The original abnormality was of course more obvious, so obvious that way to ignore.

He wanted to stay away from Wen Ran, but his back kept pressing against Wen Ran's chest.

He couldn't overcome his desire, so he had to turn around, kiss Wen Ran flatteringly, and begged: "Help me."

Wen Ran had discovered Meng Miandong's abnormality long ago, and originally planned to treat it after applying ice compresses. Hearing this, he put the towel in his hand on the bedside table, and then opened his mouth to hold it.

After tasting the sweetness, he pulled off the quilt, covered Meng Miandong tightly, and said seriously: "Next time, don't talk to me in a begging tone, or I won't help you."

"I see." Meng Miandong panted lowly, sweating all over her body, even fine beads of sweat hung on her eyelashes.

The eyelashes fluttered a few times, before they could be opened, they were kissed by Wen Ran again, and then Wen Ran sighed: "It's not a shame for you to fall in love with me easily, I'm the same as you."

Meng Miandong suddenly opened his eyes and stared at Wen Ran. After hesitating for a moment, he boldly stretched out his hand to check, and Wen Ran was really emotional too.

He couldn't help wrapping his arms around Wen Ran's waist and said, "Hold me."

Wen Ran refused: "No, you will be afraid."

Meng Miandong bit her lips and said, "I want to try."

Wen Ran raised his fingertips, touched Meng Miandong's teeth, and said, "Don't bite."

"Yes." Meng Miandong let go of her lower lip and insisted, "I want to try."

"Don't you still have an exam tomorrow?" Wen Ran thought about it and suggested, "If you insist, can you use your legs instead?"

Meng Miandong compromised: "Okay."

Wen Ran was afraid of scaring Meng Miandong, so he didn't take off his clothes.

Meng Miandong suddenly felt that the heat between her legs was almost melting, and then the heat spread, burning the fear and tension in her body like a bamboo.

He hugged Wen Ran during the bumps, and after an unknown amount of time, when his legs were about to lose feeling, the bumps stopped, followed by Wen Ran's low and hoarse panting.

As soon as Wen Ran was relieved, he looked at Meng Miandong's flushed face and asked with concern, "Is it okay?"

Meng Miandong was absent-minded for a while, and then honestly replied: "I'm fine, very comfortable, so comfortable that I want you to do more."

"Stop flirting with me." Wen Ran reluctantly pulled out a few paper towels before going to wipe off the dirt, but was stopped by Meng Miandong: "Wait a while, I want to take a look."

Meng Miandong sat up, and as soon as her gaze fell on her lap, she turned her head away, not daring to look any further.

This state of affairs seemed to flow out of it, it was too obscene to look directly at.

Wen Ran wiped off the dirt, then rubbed Meng Miandong's swollen left foot before taking Meng Miandong to take a bath.

After taking a bath, Meng Miandong lay on the bed, swept the bedside table, and found that the ice cubes in the towel on top had mostly turned into water, crawled to the ground, and reflected a little light.

He touched the remaining ice cubes, but he didn't feel cold at all, it was because he did something with Wen Ran that made his whole body hot, right?

Wen Ran returned to Meng Miandong after taking a bath, saw Meng Miandong smiling silly, poked Meng Miandong on the cheek and said, "What are you thinking?"

"I'm thinking of you." Meng Miandong's confession was immediately swallowed by Wen Ran.

The tip of Wen Ran's tongue sank into Meng Miandong's mouth, and rubbed against the teeth one by one before entangled the dormant tongue.

Meng Miandong still didn't know how to kiss Wen Ran back, but under Wen Ran's guidance, he reached Wen Ran's mouth.

He was caught off guard and tasted a bit of fishy smell, and was taken aback. After the kiss was over, he complained aloud: "You lied to me, mine is obviously not sweet at all."

Wen Ran sternly said: "Whether sweet or not is determined by people's subjective consciousness, I think very sweet is very sweet."

Seeing that Meng Miandong still wanted to refute, Wen Ran threatened: "If you say that yours is not sweet at all, I will get angry."

"Alright then." Meng Miandong pursed her lips and rubbed her forehead against Wen Ran's heart, "You bullied me."

Wen Ran said with a smile: "I only bully you."

Meng Miandong said awkwardly, "Then I will barely forgive you."

Wen Ran breathed an exaggerated sigh of relief: "Fortunately you forgive me, otherwise..."

He deliberately paused, and then said one word after another: "Otherwise I won't be able to taste such a sweet taste."

Meng Miandong's face turned red instantly, he stared at Wen Ran, waved his fist, and said viciously: "If you make fun of me again, I'll beat you up."

"My sleeping winter is so scary." Wen Ran didn't show the slightest fear on his face, instead he smiled maliciously, "I'm not kidding you, I'm teasing you, and..."

He grabbed Meng Miandong's fist: "Miandong, you are so shy that even your fists are red."

Meng Miandong couldn't say no to Wen Ran, so she could only bite Wen Ran's collarbone to vent her anger.

After a long while, he finally calmed down his anger, but heard Wen Ran's voice: "Is it because my Miandong rewarded my little red flower because he likes my teasing?"

He immediately accused: "Rogue."

Wen Ran laughed, pecked Meng Miandong's eyebrows and said, "I'm only playing hooligans with you."

If Meng Miandong in front of him has no fear of love/things at all, if Meng Miandong doesn't have to take the exam tomorrow, he will definitely do his best to play hooligans, but these two are just hypotheses.

He didn't tease Meng Miandong anymore, but asked softly, "How do you want me to comfort you?"

"Didn't you already comfort me?" Meng Miandong immediately changed his words before the words landed, "I want you to hug me to sleep, have breakfast with me tomorrow, and send me back to school for the exam."

"That's what I planned." Wen Ran took Meng Miandong into his arms, "Sleep, Miandong."

Meng Miandong didn't fall asleep, but leaned on Wen Ran's arm and said: "I handed in the paper early for the first time today. I handed in the paper in a quarter of an hour for the one-hour exam. I didn't have confidence in myself before, even if it was a simple I have to do the question several times, and even if I do it several times, I can't be sure that my answer is correct, but this time, I can be sure that my answer must be the correct answer after only doing it once."

He said triumphantly again: "I was still telling the dean and class teacher that when the test results come out, I will be the first in the grade, not the top three in the grade. Am I very good? Praise me."

Wen Ran praised solemnly: "My Miandong is very good, I can read books, and I can fight."

Meng Miandong added: "When I graduate, you should praise me for being good at making money."

Wen Ran suppressed a smile and said: "When the time comes, Miandong will take care of me, okay?"

Meng Miandong lingered over Wen Ran, and said arrogantly: "It depends on your performance."