Lovers suffer from depression [Quick Transmigration]

Wen Ran looked at Meng Miandong who was desperately getting stronger, and his heart ached even worse. He would rather Meng Miandong hug him and cry than calmly smile and eat curry pork chop rice.

"Don't be brave." He stretched out his hand and put it on the back of Meng Miandong's hand holding the spoon, "You don't need to force yourself. If you don't want to wear hearing aids for the time being, you don't need to wear them."

Meng Miandong shook her head: "I want to get familiar with hearing aids as soon as possible."

Wen Ran sighed and didn't speak any more.

After the two of them finished eating curry pork chop rice and miso soup, Meng Miandong went to wash the dishes as usual.

After washing the dishes, Meng Miandong sat on the sofa with the guitar in his arms, next to Wen Ran, and said, "Let me play the guitar for you."

Wen Ran stared at Meng Miandong, and replied: "Okay."

Meng Miandong tried to pluck the strings of the guitar, feeling the difference in the sound that diffused into the left ear. Before wearing the hearing aid, the sound was weaker and somewhat distorted, but now it is very clear.

He played and sang the song "Independence" again, then looked nervously at Wen Ran and asked, "Is there any progress?"

"There is progress, Miandong is great." Wen Ran took the guitar out of Meng Miandong's arms, and hugged Meng Miandong in his arms again.

Meng Miandong turned her head to the side, looked at Wen Ran, and asked doubtfully, "Am I actually not making any progress?"

"No, you have made progress. The reason why I hug you is because my heart hurts." Wen Ran squeezed the pinna of Meng Miandong's left ear, "Miandong, you are too strong, but I am at a loss and want to comfort you. You, but there is no good way, and you don't seem to need comfort."

"I need comfort." Meng Miandong reached out and hooked Wen Ran's back of the neck, "Actually, I'm pretending, pretending that I don't care about the disability, pretending that I can recover smoothly with hearing aids."

Wen Ran licked Meng Miandong's ear pinna and said, "How do you want me to comfort you?"

"You know it clearly." Meng Miandong said with shame, "Hold me and make me wet from the outside to the inside."

Wen Ran immediately picked Meng Miandong up from the sofa, put him on the bed in the bedroom, carefully kissed every piece of skin all over his body, and then began to invade gently.

Under Wen Ran's touch, Meng Miandong sank little by little, the negative emotions that often controlled his mind disappeared, and the rest was only the joy of skin-to-skin kissing.

He really likes to sleep with Wen Ran, even though he can't respond to Wen Ran well until now, he will show his feelings honestly and let Wen Ran know that he is comfortable.

When his body was wet, he muttered in a trance, "It's so hot."

Wen Ran kissed his forehead, then grabbed his hand and covered the place he said was so hot.

His palm was immediately wet, and he couldn't help saying: "It's so hot."

Then, Wen Ran clasped his side waist and said: "Go ahead."

"Yeah." He withdrew his hand, moved it to his lips and licked it carefully, like a kitten drinking goat's milk, cute and pitiful.

After doing this three times, Wen Ran released Meng Miandong. Meng Miandong had already fallen into a semi-consciousness, but her limbs were tightly entangled with Wen Ran.

Wen Ran wanted to push Meng Miandong's hand away, but he couldn't.

When he tried it for the second time, Meng Miandong actually cried, like a child who has been wronged all the time, crying loudly.

He had no choice but to pat Meng Miandong's back and comforted him, "Don't cry, I'm right by your side and I'm not going anywhere."

Meng Miandong looked at him with hazy eyes, nodded while crying uncontrollably.

Tears slid down his cheeks, meandering to the jaw, neck, collarbone, and went straight down, moistening Wen Ran's heart, and seemed to be able to sink into the skin and spread all over the blood, making Wen Ran's whole body soaked in bitterness.

It's good to be able to cry.

Ever since she decided to wear a hearing aid, Meng Miandong has never cried like this before. It is better to cry and vent than to be bored.

Meng Miandong choked up, his face was red and wrinkled from crying, and his body was trembling.

He kept crying until he couldn't even make a sound, and he didn't stop crying.

After a while, he fell asleep because he was too tired.

Wen Ran didn't dare to move anymore, afraid of waking Meng Miandong, so he hugged Meng Miandong and remained motionless.

Meng Miandong slept for nearly ten hours, and when she woke up, she had a slight headache.

In the early hours of the morning, the sky outside was already completely dark, and it was as quiet as if there were only him and Wen Ran who was holding him in the whole world.

He looked at his Wen Ran seriously, as if looking at a life-saving straw.

He was still too weak, he actually hugged Wen Ran and cried until the sky was dark.

But Wen Ran won't mind, right?Because Wen Ran is his exclusive Wen Ran, and they are still naked to each other now.

Wen Ran actually woke up a long time ago, noticed Meng Miandong's gaze, and let Meng Miandong look at it for a long time before opening his eyes and asking, "Does your throat hurt?"

"No..." He couldn't say the word pain at all, because his throat hurt like a thorn in his mouth.

Wen Ran rubbed Meng Miandong's hair and said, "Stop talking, I'll take you to take a bath, and cook porridge for you."

Meng Miandong responded obediently by rubbing her cheek against Wen Ran's hand.

Wen Ran immediately peeled off Meng Miandong's body and got out of bed.

Only then did Meng Miandong realize that his body was sticky and uncomfortable, except for the sweat, it was his tears.

But when he was hugged by Wen Ran, he didn't feel uncomfortable at all.

He stretched out his hand towards Wen Ran, and when Wen Ran hugged him horizontally, he buried his face in Wen Ran's shoulder contentedly.

Wen Ran hugged Meng Miandong to take a bath, put him back on the bed, and then went to the kitchen to cook porridge.

While cooking the porridge, he poured a glass of warm water for Meng Miandong to replenish.

Meng Miandong didn't have a TV in his bedroom, so he took his notebook and clicked on a comedy movie.

Meng Miandong pestered Wen Ran to do it four times, and cried again. All kinds of negative emotions have dissipated. It is easy to get involved in watching comedies and laugh sincerely, but he can't laugh out loud because Twitches a sore throat.

Halfway through the comedy, Wen Ran guessed that the porridge should be ready, so he got off the bed and went to the kitchen.

Sure enough, the white porridge was ready, so he brought two bowls into the bedroom, let it cool down, and then handed it to Meng Miandong.

Meng Miandong wanted to protest that he was not paralyzed in bed, and he didn't need Wen Ran to bring the porridge to the bed, but because he couldn't speak, he had to give up.

He drank the white porridge that Wen Ran specially cooked for him, and was much happier than watching a comedy movie. The dense white porridge slid down his throat, taking away the pain in his throat. After eating a bowl of white porridge, he felt his throat It should be healed, but when I opened my mouth, my vocal cords vibrated, and suddenly it hurt again.

When Wen Ran finished his porridge, he threw himself into Wen Ran's arms, rubbing Wen Ran's forehead, rubbing Wen Ran's eyebrows, rubbing Wen Ran's cheeks, rubbing Wen Ran's nose, rubbing Wen Ran The lower jaw... It seems like a small animal that can't speak is expressing its love.

Wen Ran felt Meng Miandong's liking and dependence on him, his whole heart was full.

After watching a comedy, the two casually watched variety shows again, and they fell asleep until the sky turned pale outside.

When Meng Miandong woke up again, it was already high in the sun.

Yesterday was a day where day and night were turned upside down, but today can't be the same again.

He took the initiative to kiss Wen Ran, exchanged a wet kiss with Wen Ran, and then got out of bed to wash up.

After washing, he walked up to Wen Ran who was getting dressed, stood on tiptoes, and kissed Wen Ran.

After the kiss was over, Wen Ran couldn't help but teased: "Mian Dong is lustful, but within a quarter of an hour, he will kiss me twice."

Meng Miandong's voice was still a little hoarse, but he tried his best to say to Wen Ran: "I find that every time I feel unwell or depressed, as long as I get close to you, I will get better. Wen Ran, you are my good medicine. I'm taking medicine, I'm not lustful."

Wen Ran touched Meng Miandong's throat and said, "Does it still hurt?"

Before Meng Miandong could answer, he covered his lips, licked and kissed for a while, and asked again: "Is it better?"

"It's better." Meng Miandong went to shake Wen Ran's hand, "Let's go to the gym, I'm going to train my abdominal muscles, I want to train my eight-pack abs, more than me three years ago."

Wen Ran said helplessly: "You should gain weight first, you only have such a little flesh on your body, how can you develop eight-pack abs?"

Meng Miandong pursed her lips: "Do you dislike me for having such a little flesh? Is it uncomfortable to hug?"

Wen Ran swore: "It doesn't matter if you're skinny or skinny, you'll be very comfortable to hold."

Meng Miandong snorted, "I'm not skinny, and I'm not skinny either."

"That's right, that's right, I said the wrong thing, you are not as skinny as a stick, and you are not full of flesh." Wen Ran whispered in Meng Miandong's ear, "The you now seem to be tailor-made for me, no matter which The place is very much to my taste.”

Meng Miandong stared at Wen Ran and said, "Could it be that my eight-pack abs doesn't suit your taste?"

Wen Ran hurriedly said: "Of course it suits my taste, whether you have eight-pack abs or a whole body of muscles."

Meng Miandong smiled and said, "I can't imagine what I look like with all my muscles."

Wen Ran said narrowly: "When your body is full of muscles, your physical strength will also increase. You won't be so tired that you will fall asleep after doing it four times."

Meng Miandong blushed with embarrassment: "So you want to have sex with me a few more times?"

Wen Ran said seriously: "I want to study your human body structure."

Meng Miandong bit Wen Ran's left collarbone angrily: "I'm studying the structure of your collarbone."

Wen Ran deliberately showed weakness and said: "It hurts so much, Miandong."

Meng Miandong immediately let go of Wen Ran's collarbone, but Wen Ran bit her collarbone instead.

Wen Ran didn't bite hard, and then licked lightly with the tip of his tongue, as if he was flirting.

Before her body became weak and she asked Wen Ran for help, Meng Miandong said to Wen Ran: "Let's go to the gym."

Wen Ran raised his eyes and said vaguely: "Is the medicine enough for today?"

Meng Miandong imitated Wen Ran, and said solemnly: "The dose of medicine in the morning is enough."

Wen Ran let go of Meng Miandong's collarbone, and said with a smile: "Let's go to the gym quickly, don't delay the time for taking medicine in the afternoon."

He fed Meng Miandong disulfiram, acamprosate, and naltrexone, and then went to the gym with Meng Miandong.

Meng Miandong's physical strength is much better than when he first came to the gym to run, and he won't be out of breath after jogging for more than ten minutes.

After coming out of the gym, the two went to eat bridge rice noodles, and then went home.

As soon as he got home, Wen Ran pressed Meng Miandong against the door, but he didn't do anything, but asked unhurriedly: "Miandong, do you want to take medicine?"

Meng Miandong pushed Wen Ran: "It's not time to take medicine yet, I'm going to practice guitar."

Wen Ran took a step back in disappointment: "Okay."

The next second, Meng Miandong took off his black-rimmed glasses, and his peaked cap, and then Meng Miandong grabbed his collar.

Meng Miandong kissed him deeply, and then quickly stripped off all his clothes.

Meng Miandong's face was blushing, her eyelashes were trembling, but she tried her best to seduce, "I want to take medicine, feed me."

Wen Ran gentlemanly said: "Now is not the time to take medicine, aren't you going to practice guitar?"

"I wanted to make you anxious, so I said that on purpose. I don't want to practice guitar now, I want to take medicine now." Meng Miandong grabbed Wen Ran's hand, and boldly put the palm on her body to let Wen Ran Where I feel most comfortable.

Wen Ran kneaded, and held Meng Miandong in his arms, patiently performing foreplay.

The door trembled soon, and the crisp sound spread to the corridor, but fortunately no one passed by at this time.

After doing it once, Wen Ran didn't continue, but took a bath with Meng Miandong in his arms, put it on the sofa, and brought Meng Miandong's guitar.

Meng Miandong was still in the aftertaste, his hands were weak and he couldn't hold the guitar at all.

If Wen Ran hadn't put the guitar on the ground in time, the guitar would have fallen down long ago.

After Meng Miandong recovered, she hugged the guitar from the ground and plucked the strings.

After he dialed a tune, he said to Wen Ran: "Wen Ran, I've already written the lyrics for your new movie, and I'll give it to you when I modify it a little bit, as for the tune, it may take some time. "

Wen Ran said in surprise: "I'm looking forward to it."