Chapter Seventy-Seven: You Really Hate Me So Much
He didn't even have time to put out the fire, so he ran down. He took off his coat and put it over her.
hugged her tightly and hugged her. Feeling the coldness of her whole body, it was so cold that Wen Yan couldn't help but shiver lightly.
Without any hesitation, he picked her up. Gently put on the car, through the faint street lamp, looking at her face full of crystal water.
Wen Yan knew that this was not rain, but tears.
Silent tears also hurt his heart. He took out a white towel and gently wiped it for her, gentle and delicate.
The too gentle action awakened the beauty in Su Tong's memory, and the tears couldn't stop rolling outward. Suddenly, she hugged Wen Yan tightly and buried her face in his neck. Burst into tears.
Wen Yan gently hugged her in his arms, didn't ask anything, just used his warm embrace to give her the safest support.
He sent her back home. put away the bath water and pushed her, who was still emotionally wooden, in. "Take a good bath, I'll make you some ginger tea, otherwise you'll catch a cold tomorrow."
Su Tong raised his head and looked at Wen Yan with an indifferent expression. "Thank you."
Wen Yan rubbed her hair and said dotingly. "Fool, but what do I want to thank? Go ahead, don't catch a cold. ”
On this bleak night, it was good to have him, otherwise, she didn't know if she would still be able to find her way home?
After taking a hot shower and looking at the marks left on my body in the past few days, my heart began to ache again. That feeling of affection, she will never be able to have it again.
When Su Tong came out, his long hair kept dripping with water droplets. Wen Yan walked in, frowned, immediately took the towel in her hand, pressed her on the dresser, and skillfully wiped his hair, his movements were gentle and delicate, as if he was treating his most precious treasure.
Su Tong didn't have the slightest strength to struggle, so he could only let Wen Yan fiddle. Maybe she really couldn't be alone on this lonely night, or she was afraid that she would be in pain.
Wen Yan brought the ginger soup to Su Tong, looking at this bowl of yellow, orange and orange ginger soup, Su Tong cracked his lips and smiled.
"Brother Yan, you're so nice."
Wen Yan said jokingly. "You're not going to find out now, are you?" His smile is always full of sunshine. The slightly narrowed apricot eyes are very good-looking.
"The ...... I've always known" was a warm, weak voice, like a light after being hurt.
Originally, Wen Yan wanted to say something, but seeing her lost spirit, she finally got stuck in her throat and didn't say anything. Instead, he patted her hand lightly and said, "Are you hungry?" I'll get you something to eat. ”
"No need, it's late, you can go back first."
Wen Yan was a little hesitant, looking at Su Tong's still cold face. He said slowly, "Let me be here with you today, okay?" ”
I don't know why, Su Tong's tears began to roll down again. She nodded, her heart moved, if she loved the man in front of her, how good would it be?
Su Tong originally wanted to clean up the guest room for Wen Yan, but Wen Yan stood up and said directly: "I'll come, look at your red eyes, go to bed early, we have to get up early tomorrow." ”
Su Tong did not refuse and went back to the room. Glancing at him, "Good night." Gently closing the door, even if he just slept next door, made her no longer cold this night.
"Good night." Look at the white door, closed tightly. Wen Yan felt that his heart was trembling. Just because he doesn't ask or say doesn't mean he doesn't know!
What does the kiss mark on Su Tong's neck mean, how could he not be clear? He closed his eyes and put his hands on his heart, feeling like ten thousand ants gnawing at him, and it was extremely uncomfortable.
He wanted to tell her desperately that he had been waiting for her for so many years, but he didn't dare to go, he was afraid that after he said it, he wouldn't even have a chance to stand by her side.
Early in the morning, the sun is shining. Bright light shone through the glass window onto the messy bed. Xu Sa tightened his eyebrows, feeling soaked all over, accompanied by tiredness, and slowly opened his eyes.
The strong light made him unable to adapt for a while, and closed up again. A sharp nose that smells the air and is filled with a special and charming atmosphere. It was different from the usual damp heat, and his brain suddenly cleared up.
A vague memory, echoing in his mind. It seems like...... Seem......
He turned to his side, and sure enough, he saw a person sleeping next to him. In an instant, the eyebrows and eyes bent, and the whole face softened all of a sudden. It turned out that last night was not a dream. The sweet dream of the dead man was really not his imagination.
She came, and finally returned to him. That wonderful taste, he never forgets.
Xu Sa instinctively leaned over gently, even if they were separated for five years, there were some habits that would not change.
Su Tong has always liked to lie in bed, always covering his head in the quilt, curling up and refusing to get up. Each time, he had to betray his hue to be able to get her up.
But that way of getting her out of bed made him sweet and couldn't stop. A pair of eagle-like arms, with a slight hook, hugged the woman who was shrunk into a ball.
The hoarse voice was a little funny, sniffing softly in her long hair. "Kiri's baby...... Get up ......" nickname between lovers is always so numb.
He always felt that he couldn't scream. But when the love is deep, some words are said naturally like that.
Just like now, even if he uses a sensual name for her, he won't be embarrassed by you. On the contrary, it feels sweet and beautiful.
It's just that......
The breath coming from his hair was a little rich, making him slightly uncomfortable. Pull back a little, thick eyebrows tightened, with a little worry, gently lifted the quilt.
Suddenly, Xu Sa suddenly jumped off the bed and yelled at the woman on the bed. "Why are you in my bed?"
No!
He didn't believe it.
The memory of last night is obviously so clear, he is holding Su Tong tightly, how can it be Lan Xi. He didn't believe it!
Lan Xi sat up, and a pair of Danfeng eyes gradually overflowed with water. With a little grievance, he gently wiped his tears. Pull the quilt in front of you and cover your chest. Said pitifully.
"Sa, I'm sorry...... I didn't mean to...... Last night, you had a fever, I gave you medicine, and then ...... You're ......"
As he spoke, he stopped and looked at Xu Sa with a pair of teary eyes. "Do you really hate me that much?"
He wiped his tears in pain, "If I really disgusted you so much last night, then ...... None of this has happened, don't worry, I won't hold you responsible. ”