The living room where Ding Changlin slept and the room where Wen Siyu slept turned their heads from the last time they shared a room.

But in the middle of the night, Ding Changlin had a nightmare, and Liang Guofu, who was covered in blood, kept chasing him behind him, scolding him while chasing: "You eat inside and out, you don't want to repay your kindness, you can't die well!"

Ding Changlin ran, ran, and when he saw that he was about to get rid of Liang Guofu, the masked killer fell from the sky, and the pistol of the black hole hole was aimed at him, he had no way to escape, the bullet flew through his chest, and he shouted "ah, ah", waking up Wen Siyu in the bedroom.

Wen Siyu opened the door and saw Ding Changlin's face in pain, his whole body kept shaking, and his mouth kept screaming, but he didn't wake up, he must be having a nightmare.

Wen Siyu pushed Ding Changlin, Ding Changlin woke up from his dream, saw that he was still alive, and sat up from the sand suddenly, without waiting for Wen Siyu to reflect, he hugged Wen Siyu tightly.

"I'm still alive, I'm still alive, don't leave me, don't leave me. Ding Changlin muttered.

Wen Siyu was very distressed, and let Ding Changlin hug her tightly, while she patted him on the back and comforted him softly: "I'm here, I'm here, I'm not going anywhere, don't be afraid, don't be afraid." ”

Ding Changlin didn't speak again, but hugged Wen Siyu tighter, as if as soon as she let go, she was gone, or he was really like a bullet through his chest in a dream.

In addition to each other's breathing, there was only the heartbeat of the two people, Wen Siyu, who was originally only wearing a silk nightdress, was hugged so tightly by Ding Changlin, and the scenery on his chest was all squeezed together, and it was soft into a piece of algae, which made Ding Changlin fall instinctively.

The unique body fragrance emanated from the silk nightdress for a while, and rushed into Ding Changlin's nostrils, he was like a person who had just recovered from a serious illness, greedily inhaling this good smell, his fear was gone, and it was replaced by the demand rushing in his body, this urgent need and body fragrance blended into the strongest chemical reaction, and his whole person was like being set up on a dry firewood fire, so hot that his hands and feet were at a loss.

Ding Changlin raised her hand to separate Wen Siyu's scattered hair, her eyes closed and she didn't move, as if she was waiting for something.

On that lazy face with the temptation of a mature woman, round after round of blush emerged, arousing Ding Changlin's desire to conquer, he suddenly ripped off the nightdress on Wen Siyu's body, and she was wearing nothing in the nightdress, like a beautiful oil painting, hulala.

The skin with a celadon-like luster, the white rabbit with ups and downs, and the small waist that can be held with one hand, the soft and boneless grace, rushed to the face, Ding Changlin's brain was blank, as if he was lacking oxygen, and he overwhelmed Wen Siyu without thinking.

No matter how Siyu struggled under him, no matter how she begged Ding Changlin to let her go, not to be impulsive, not to do stupid things, Ding Changlin turned a blind eye and turned a deaf ear, in his eyes, in his heart, in all his cells, there were only two words, "I want her, I want her, I want her."

The night was so quiet that only two people were entangled, their breaths hitting each other's bodies heavily, one kept shrinking, the other kept attacking, the other was like a lost lamb, muttering and begging: "Don't, don't, don't", and the other was like a fierce steppe wolf, shouting: "Give me, give me, give me." ”

The silk nightdress was thrown to the ground by Ding Changlin, and then, his sweatshirt, Nene, was also thrown everywhere by him, he grabbed Wen Siyu's hands with one hand, and separated his jade-like porcelain white legs with the other, Wen Siyu completely lost her resistance at all, or she had given up resisting, looking at this crazy man, holding a snowy dagger, and stabbed into her body.

Wen Siyu closed her eyes tightly, she didn't dare to look, and she couldn't look.

The sound of "Boom, Boom" in the night sky, like the sound of the first day, stimulated Ding Changlin so beautifully, he forgot the nightmare, forgot the green hat that Qi Lili gave him, and forgot Yao Guifang's shamelessness and cheekiness.

Ding Changlin has only one wish at this moment, to die drunk in Wen Siyu's sleep and go to heaven with her.

Fuck the killer, fuck the letters, fuck Liang Guofu, Ding Changlin just wants to fall in love with this woman, even if he will be crushed tomorrow.

Ding Changlin became more and more courageous, the dagger that stabbed into it seemed to have encountered an obstacle, he was stunned for a moment, and then increased his strength, and marched forward with a bang, with Wen Siyu's "Pain", Ding Changlin had already broken through everything regardless of it, roaring, letting the seeds of passion fly wantonly, taking root in the fertile earth of Wen Siyu.

I don't know how long it took, Ding Changlin, who was sweating, lay on Wen Siyu's body, but Wen Siyu pushed him away, grabbed the nightdress on the floor, covered the place that should be covered, and rushed into the bedroom.

The traces of blood on the sheets were scattered, like red plums blooming in the snow, so glamorously hitting Ding Changlin's eyes, he shuddered violently, only to know that he had made an unforgivable mistake, he didn't expect Wen Siyu to be the first time, and he didn't expect her to be a virgin.

Ding Changlin rushed to the bedroom door and pushed the door, which was obviously locked.

"Siyu, I'm sorry, Siyu, forgive me. Ding Changlin said as he knocked.

It was as silent as death, Ding Changlin was very scared, and continued: "Siyu, I was wrong, I, I, I'm not a human being, can you forgive me?

Wen Siyu's tears slipped down one after another, her body that she had guarded for so many years was broken like this, she didn't know whether to hate Ding Changlin or not, but when he attacked her so fiercely just now, she clearly didn't have a little disgust, but after she woke up, she was so sad, she couldn't understand, whether she hated him, hated him, hated herself, and blamed herself.

Outside the bedroom, Ding Changlin was still begging her hard, but she didn't want to open the door, she didn't know how to face him, and she didn't know how she should face Qi Lili as soon as it was dawn.

"You go, go, I don't want to see you. Wen Siyu said to Ding Changlin outside the bedroom door crying.

"Do you hate me so much?" Ding Changlin asked stubbornly.

The bedroom was as quiet as death again, no matter what Ding Changlin said again, Wen Siyu didn't answer a word.

Ding Changlin was so helpless, why couldn't he control himself so much, he hurt the woman who was most sincere and caring to him, he hated himself so much.

The sky lit up slightly, the door in Wen Siyu's bedroom did not move, Ding Changlin got dressed, and looked back at the closed door step by step, until he opened the door of Wen Siyu's house, and the door did not open.