Lovers suffer from depression [Quick Transmigration]

Meng Miandong's heart skipped a beat, panting, "Kiss me again."

Wen Ran lowered her head again and kissed Meng Miandong.

In fact, it was not a very intense kiss, but Meng Miandong was fascinated by the kiss, and it took a long time to come back to his senses, and said with his slightly red and swollen lips: "The best thing I am good at in this life is to take good care of you." Sex, the second thing I am good at is being tricked by you."

As soon as the voice hit his own ear, he was so ashamed that he almost wanted to bury Wen Ran in his heart, so that Wen Ran couldn't see his eyebrows clearly, but he still insisted on looking at Wen Ran.

Wen Ran felt that Meng Miandong was the patient who had a fever, so he stretched out his hand to caress Meng Miandong's cheek, it was really hot.

Meng Miandong took advantage of the situation and rubbed Wen Ran's palm, and Wen Ran bit his ear and said: "Come up, sleep with me."

Sleeping with me or something is really fascinating.

Meng Miandong hesitated, but Wen Ran picked up his waist, his waist was so hot that it became limp, and as soon as Wen Ran exerted force, his whole body fell into Wen Ran's arms.

Because it is a VIP ward, the bed is 1.8 meters long, and two people can lie on it without being crowded at all.

But he hopes that the bed in the general ward is less than one meter, so that he can be closer to Wen Ran.

I am really horny.

Thinking so, he hugged Wen Ran tightly with both hands and feet.

Wen Ran's high fever has subsided, and his body temperature has returned to normal, but he still feels very hot. Wen Ran's body is very hot, which can make him shiver all over.

He calmed down and asked, "Is it Brother Han who came in just now?"

"Yes, it's Han Cheng." Wen Ranzhi said proudly, "My second best thing is spreading dog food."

Meng Miandong pursed her lips and smiled, "Brother Han has a wife and a daughter."

Wen Ran said indifferently: "Even if he has a granddaughter, he won't be able to escape our dog food."

Meng Miandong looked at Wen Ran who was getting more and more childish, and said with a broken smile, "Brother Han's daughter is still in kindergarten, and Brother Han will have a granddaughter at least 20 years later, so..."

He was very anxious and looking forward to it: "So, 20 years later..."

Wen Ran said affectionately: "Whether it is 20 years, 30 years, 40 years, 50 years, 60 years... I will always be by your side."

Meng Miandong put on a haughty look: "Then I will forcefully allow you to stay by my side."

Wen Ran clasped Meng Miandong's right wrist, held his palm together, and kissed the back of his hand: "I'm very honored."

Meng Miandong watched the childish Wen Ran fade away in front of his eyes, and was about to say that he had started writing songs, but unexpectedly, Wen Ran bit the second knuckle of his ring finger and said: "My Miandong is so sweet, I Of course it will last a lifetime."

Sure enough, he was still such a rogue.

But Meng Miandong just likes such a rascal Wen Ran, because of being constantly wooed by Wen Ran, he can constantly confirm that Wen Ran loves him, loves the weak man who has fallen to the bottom and is completely incompatible with Wen Ran.

Therefore, he said frankly: "Then try it for a lifetime."

Wen Ran couldn't wait to say: "Then go home and taste the honey first."

Meng Miandong blushed and said, "You can taste any flavor you want."

Wen Ran said seriously: "I think I may still like the original flavor the most."

If someone heard it, they would probably think they were discussing food, right?But for him, Meng Miandong is the most obsessed food in his life, and every time he tastes it, he will taste unprecedented deliciousness.

He put away his hooligan thoughts and asked, "Do you have anything to tell me?"

"Yeah." Meng Miandong nodded, "Wen Ran, I posted on Weibo."

Wen Ran smiled and said: "I saw it, you sent 'please wait for me'."

Meng Miandong rested on Wen Ran's neck, and said in a low voice, "I'm afraid I'd like to retreat again, so I posted that Weibo to cut off my retreat."

Wen Ran rubbed Meng Miandong's bangs, and said softly: "You don't have to push yourself so hard, take your time, Miandong, I believe that fans who really love you, no matter how much time you spend, they will wait for you. "

"Well, I know they will wait for me. I read a lot of comments, private messages and @, some of which are black people, but my fans are very tolerant to me, fancy confession to me, and said they will wait for my comeback " Meng Miandong took a deep breath, "But I don't want them to wait too long, I've already wasted three years, and I don't want to waste any more time."

"You didn't waste three years. Looking at it from another perspective, in these three years, what you experienced and what you felt will become your motivation to move forward, and you will become better because of these three years." Wen Ran stared at Meng Miandong said word by word, "Miandong, don't deny your past self, because I also love your past self, and I love all the bad things you think about yourself."

Meng Miandong sniffed and said, "Are you trying to make me cry today?"

Wen Ran shook his head: "I don't want to make you cry, you can only cry when you are hugged by me."

Meng Miandong shyly said: "You have had a high fever for more than three days, I don't know if it will flare up again, when you leave the hospital, I will cry for you."

Wen Ran said in a hoarse voice: "Are you inviting me? Lustful Miandong."

"I'm inviting you, do you want to accept the invitation?" Boldly, Meng Miandong stretched out his hand to stroke it, causing Wen Ran's body to burn instantly, which was completely different from the burning heat when he had a high fever.

Wen Ran pressed Meng Miandong's hand, got out of the hospital bed again, locked the door of the ward, and then returned to the bed, and tasted Meng Miandong thoroughly.

Meng Miandong didn't want to cry at first, but in the end she was forced to cry because of the unbearable pleasure.

Wen Ran must have done it on purpose, deliberately wanting to see him cry, that's why he acted more tenderly than before.

Angrily, he bit Wen Ran's collarbone, imagining the collarbone as a duck's collarbone, biting desperately, but he still didn't want to use too much force, leaving only a ring of tooth marks.

He had to admit that he liked being bullied and cried by Wen Ran.

When he recovered from the aftertaste, he protested: "I mean after you are discharged from the hospital."

Wen Ran smiled narrowly: "Why didn't you protest just now? Isn't it too late now?"

Meng Miandong accused aggrievedly: "You kept kissing me just now, and you didn't give me a chance to protest at all."

"Really?" Wen Ran said generously, "Then I will give you a chance to protest now, start protesting, I'll listen."

Now that it's all done and comfortable, there's nothing to protest about.

Meng Miandong pursed her lips, raised her hand to cover Wen Ran's forehead and said, "What do you think?"

Wen Ran deliberately misinterpreted Meng Miandong's question: "I think my Miandong tastes very sweet, much sweeter than the last time I tasted it."

"I'm not asking you if I'm sweet or not." Meng Miandong puffed her cheeks, "I'm asking you how your body is?"

Wen Ran took it for granted and said: "Aren't you the clearest about how my body is doing?"

He stroked Meng Miandong's stomach again and said, "Is it full?"

No matter what he says, Wen Ran can play hooligans, it is really sweet and helpless.

Meng Miandong didn't answer, but took Wen Ran's hand away, got off the hospital bed, and stood with his back to Wen Ran.

Wen Ran looked at Meng Miandong, and said with dissatisfaction: "It's not filled yet, I have to keep working hard."

Meng Miandong's skin was completely red, she went to the bathroom attached to the ward, washed herself carefully, and then returned to Wen Ran's side.

Wen Ran was sweating profusely, and went to the bathroom to take a shower.

As soon as he walked out of the bathroom, he saw Meng Miandong peeling an apple, looking as serious as if he was writing a song.

In fact, he really wanted to ask if Meng Miandong started writing songs?Afraid that the sensitive Meng Miandong would be pressured, he didn't ask any questions.

For him, as long as Meng Miandong can recover, it doesn't matter how long it takes, even if it takes his whole life.

Before losing Meng Miandong, he always thought that more time should be spent on work, because in order to survive in society, and to be a strong person, one must have a successful career, so as to ensure a better future. Life, especially to ensure Meng Miandong's life.

——At that time, Meng Miandong had savings, but because he resigned, he didn't feel safe.

Therefore, he blindly believes that as long as he can have a successful career, Meng Miandong can have enough sense of security, and with enough sense of security, Meng Miandong can be happy.

But he ignored Meng Miandong, who he thought would always be by his side.

Without Meng Miandong, his success becomes meaningless.

If he could choose, he would rather not have a successful career, work overtime in the office every day, be scolded by the boss every day, be squeezed out by his colleagues every day...he all hopes that Meng Miandong can be by his side.

It was enough for him to see Meng Miandong getting better slowly.

The theme song of the new movie is actually not important at all. After all, he planned to make this new movie just for Meng Miandong, and it is enough for Meng Miandong to recover.

Moreover, he doesn't like fancy confessions from fans at all. You must know that Meng Miandong's most fans are girlfriend fans.

When Meng Miandong comes back, there will be more girlfriend fans, enough to make him jealous.

But it also made him proud, because his hibernation was something everyone liked.

Amid all kinds of conflicts, he took the peeled apple from Meng Miandong, took a bite, the apple was very sweet, of course not as sweet as his Miandong.

Seeing Wen Ran frowning for a while, then being happy for a while, Meng Miandong asked suspiciously, "What are you thinking?"

Wen Ran kissed Meng Miandong, put a small piece of apple into Meng Miandong's mouth, and then replied: "You haven't come back yet, I'm starting to be jealous, but I hope you can be liked by everyone, Back on stage, radiant."

"I belong to you alone." Meng Miandong lowered her head, took a bite of the apple from Wen Ran's hand, and pressed it against Wen Ran's lips.

Wen Ran opened his mouth slightly, took a bite of the apple, and swallowed it.

Then, he reluctantly licked the apple juice stained on Meng Miandong's lips and said, "It's so sweet."

Meng Miandong's lips were already red and swollen. After being licked like this, they suddenly became numb and itchy, which brought out an unfinished aftertaste. Immediately afterwards, the already soft legs became softer.

He had to reach out and grab Wen Ran's hospital gown to support his body.

But Wen Ran maliciously stuck the tip of his tongue into the most sensitive hole of his left ear, and exhaled hotly: "Apple is very sweet, but it's not as sweet as Miandong who peels apples for me."

Not only the body, under the pressure of Wen Ran's heat, Meng Miandong's whole body softened into a puddle of spring water, as if it was about to flow down from Wen Ran's body.

"I..." He looked at Wen Ran and condemned, "You bullied me again, rascal."