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By Nan YinYin
Too much rain, Ye Taihei, do not tell her face is rain or tears.
Yan straight night suddenly stepped forward, raising his hand, fingers into the room wearing her wet hair, hold her head. He leaned down, forced to latch onto her lips. Man strong flavor, with his innate overbearing and unruly invasion came, Shu in more severe nose acid, tears flow more.
If she anything can sensibly, calm down, at this moment, we have pushed him away. However, hands, fell on him, grabbed him, but it is thin pajamas. Difficult in self-control, he looked up, tiptoe, cater to his lingering, bitter, but full of passion kiss.
In the end, she still fallen ......
Even know, maybe eventually to end up covered with mud, stumbled to find any, she was difficult to self-sustaining sink down.
Each other's lips, and tears mixed with rain, salty and astringent. But, even so, two people talks about the kiss deeper, the more the more lingering kiss, this kiss forever if to general.
Yan was boiling hot night, but she was not willing to let this. Like, hoping to teach her this inhalation belly, possess her, let alone from her own!
The kiss lasted long, two people do not know.
until……
An umbrella, cover two people's heads.
The cell door, the guard post of the person holding the umbrella stand by and watch two people kiss in full swing, as appropriate, for a long time, only to cough twice, could not help but Huanliaoyisheng: "That night the young master ......"
The word went out, and then put into people, but also awakened. Was the first to regain consciousness in Shu, he embarrassed the next, opened his eyes, pushed Yan at night. She Mouguang reveals confusion, blush. Yan did not release the night, but rather something more to say in her lips and sucked a heavy, ambiguous and somewhat color Shu situation, only after lingering regret and let go of her.
Two people, in the dark, standing face to face, filled out all kinds of emotions, Mouguang deep and complex. Perhaps it is because just the kiss, Shu in heart beat fast, the next moment the thought of looking next to an outsider, faces lit up even more red, do not uncomfortable to begin with. Yan night saw the two men who just disturb one, and Shu Year said:. "You go by elevator."
Shu of "ah" sound, but also worried to see him, "Your body ......"
"It does not matter for a while."
In Shu he nodded his head against the hand ran into the mansion. I ran all the way, like a heartbeat is ready to jump out the chest.
Yan looked at the back of the night, a lot of satisfaction. He turned around, glanced around superfluous, asked: "What happened?"
"Now some people want to go out, I can not be a return to work?" He asked the other gingerly.
But, fortunately, night young master in a good mood at the moment. He nodded, "Go."
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Shu stood waiting for the elevator in the night while Yan is also back. Indoor, bright lights, Shu years to see, how bad his current situation. Short hair stand full of water drops. His face was burned red, and his clothes soaked, close to the back, faintly visible blood.
A heart ache.
"You put him in wet clothes off." Shu of opening, there are anxious eyebrows.
Yan night did not move.He looks a little tired, single-handedly propped wall, one hand in pocket pajama pocket. Eyes slightly narrowed at her, like a wounded lion. But, even so ...... was impeccable as he was good-looking. Even if the body wet, even sickly fatigue, or not see Bansi embarrassed.
So, God is fair and when?
Shu's eyes fell on him, somewhat difficult to pull away. Until the elevator down, she was raising his hand against the door, you want to go in the night Yan, Yan night can reach out and fastened her wrists, will pull into it with her.
His body is weak, the body become increasingly heavy. Once inside, people heavily against the elevator wall, pulled even with the coming of Shu, also fell in his arms. Wound met on the elevator, he clenched his teeth, did not sing out loud. However, he suddenly from between tight wrinkled brow and fine sweat pouring out of Shu also clearly have to feel too out how serious his pain.
She immediately straightened up from his arms. Yan night but with the few remaining strength clasped her waist, long drooping eyelids micro, look at her some slack, "The more you move, the more severe the pain ......"
Shu years not move. His eyebrows slightly Shu open some eyes always fell on her pretty face, "clothes off to do?"
"Ok."
Some burnout night Yan closed his eyes closed. He did not know Shu-year effort, where appropriate moment, "I come."
Night Yan did not speak, it is acquiescence. Shu bite Yaochun years, raising his hand to the solution button on his pajamas. Obviously he is very anxious down, only just a little to the body sets, pajamas deducted two buttons. So casually solved. But, even so, Shu of heart or jump surprisingly fast.
She let Yan turned to night, carefully, he will stick to the wound pajamas expose them. Sighed, "Dr. Fu said, you can not wet wound. Go in a moment, we should re-wound to handle it."
"Ok."
Shu-year holding his pajamas in his arms, looking at those wounds, he still saw pinhole hand, heart flavors Chen.
"You're down to do?" This person, directly pull the needle on down, not too put his body in the eye.
"Otherwise what?" Night Yan hand stays on escalator handrails, has been back to her, in Shu see his face, only to hear his hoarse voice, "Let your downstairs shower of rain the night?"
Upon hearing this, Shu of the original natural astringent heart, not conscious surfaced Jisi thin dense sweetness, her step back against the elevator wall, hanging head at the floor, "how could shower the night property of people not come in yet, and little more out. "
"It can not." Yan night turned to look at her.
"Ah?" Shu years not understand looked up.
Yan night fell on her eyes turn deep dash, "Why would prefer the rain, and would not give me a call for help, I would not come upstairs?"
Having said that, he was a little pause. Think of her cruel remarks, like chest and full of prickly thorns, breathing with dull pain, "Shu years, in your eyes ...... I Yan night in the end what counted?"
Shu in pajamas holding hands tightened a bit.
He in the end what counted in her world it? From the first, she could not understand him,Later gradually changed, and then later ...... his presence, then she can not be ignored - he's a small move would affect her heart; he no news of two days, will make her feel a little empty,; he and other woman shopping picture let her down and sad; he was injured, she was nervous and worried.
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