Wen Lan took care of Su Qin in the hospital for an afternoon, and her physical strength gradually ran out.

The eyelids narrowed again, and his eyes began to empty, Wen Lan looked at Su Qin on the hospital bed asleep, and he was also sleepy.

"Whew." Wen Lan let out a sigh, and sleepiness gradually set in.

She opened her eyes, but she couldn't resist the devouring of sleepiness, softened her body, and fell asleep beside the hospital bed.

After half a ring, the person on the bed moved his eyelids, and a pair of deep inky black eyes looked at the woman beside him.

Su Qin leaned sideways, as if admiring a painting, and looked at Wen Lan asleep with a look of enjoyment.

At this time, the woman lying next to the hospital bed was sleepy, and she didn't feel the man's every move.

The long eyelashes are like ginkgo biloba leaves to block the warm glow, the pink little mouth is pursed, and a wisp of heat wafts out of the nasal cavity.

Su Qin looked at Wen Lan's appearance and gradually lost his mind.

He stretched out his hand, his fingertips touched his cheeks, and his heart suddenly "thumped", and he stretched out his hand to cover Wen Lan's clothes.

The woman lying on her stomach seemed to feel the warmth, buried herself, and shrunk into the hospital bed.

Wen Lan, if only you could stay by my side all the time, Su Qin thought to himself. Looking at Wen Lan's side face, he suddenly poked his head over and leaned towards the woman on the side.

The lips were getting closer and closer to the woman's cheek, and just as he was about to kiss them, the cell phone rang.

Ding Ding –

And the woman in her sleep was noisy by the bell and suddenly lost her sleepiness.

Wen Lan opened his eyes, and as soon as he raised his head, he bumped into Su Qin's eyes and his lips that were about to be pasted,

Su Qin didn't expect Wen Lan to wake up at this time, so he hurriedly withdrew his neck in a panic, and after stabilizing his feelings, he slowly spoke: "I see that you are asleep, I am afraid that you will catch a cold." After speaking, Su Qin lowered his head as if he was afraid of being discovered.

Listening to Su Qin's words, Wen Lan hesitated for a few seconds, and then looked at his body again.

A shirt was slowly draped over her shoulders, light but seemingly to really hide the wind.

She was about to speak, when she inadvertently caught a glimpse of her phone lit up on the side.

Looking at the screen, the three big characters "Dou Yabai" came into Wen Lan's eyes, and her heart couldn't help but start to panic, Dou Yabai wouldn't have an accident.

Picking up her phone, Wen Lan anxiously left the ward, seemingly forgetting that there was another person in the ward.

The door of the ward "clanged", and the footsteps outside the door became farther and farther away.

Looking at the figure that disappeared in front of him, a trace of loss slipped through Su Qin's eyes, and he pulled the corners of his mouth, laughing at himself for a while.

Su Qin, you are so stupid, you are willing to crash the car for the sake of Wen Lan, but people don't take you to heart at all, after thinking about it, Su Qin squinted his eyes and didn't want to look out of the door again.

Wen Lan left Su Qin's ward, picked up her mobile phone, and hurriedly called Dou Baiya back.

On the other end of the phone, he was quickly picked up, "Hey, don't touch me." Dou Yabai pushed away the man who came up in disgust, but the second half of her sentence broke into Wen Lan's ears.

"Yabai, what's wrong with you, what's going on?" Wen Lan anxiously shouted at the phone, listening to the noisy noise on the phone and the man's bursts of magnetic seductive voices, her heart was like mentioning her throat, and she was very worried.

"Wen Lan, woo, can you pick me up?" Dou Yabai cried and complained to Wen Lan, and finally told Wen Lan where she was now, under Wen Lan's repeated inquiries.

After hanging up the phone, Dou Yabai regained her composure, it was difficult to hook up with the woman who was crying and confiding before, her eyes were deeply staring at the wine glass that was turning in her hand, she knew that only in this way could she deceive Wen Lan, and she did it for the sake of .......

She raised her head and looked at the inside of the bar, a man dressed in a noble outfit, holding a woman in one hand, with a smile in his eyes, his brows furrowed slightly, and his heart felt like he had been slashed by a knife, a trace of pain.

At this moment, a voice broke the silence.

"Yabai." Wen Lan learned that Dou Yabai was in the bar, so she hurriedly rushed over, and now, looking at Dou Yabai's safe appearance, her hanging heart slowly let go.

Wen Lan looked at Dou Yabai's lonely figure and hurriedly ran over. He pulled the wine glass from her hand, "Yabai, stop drinking, come with me." After speaking, Wen Lan stretched out her hand to support Dou Yabai's body, wanting to take her out of here.

Realizing Wen Lan's arrival, Dou Boya took the hand on his waist and shouted, "I'm not leaving, I haven't drunk enough." ”

"Yabai, don't make trouble, good, I'll take you out of here." After being pushed away by Dou Yabai, Wen Lan helped her forehead, she really couldn't think of what happened to Dou Yabai, she suddenly disappeared inexplicably when she was in the crew, and now she is drunk again, lying in the bar, refusing to leave.

She held Dou Baiya with one hand, but in the afterglow, she caught a glimpse of Mu Yejue who was pestered by the young lady.

"Mr. Mu, the new bag on Hermes looks good recently, can you buy it for me." After the wine lady finished speaking, she rubbed her half-exposed chest against Mu Yejue's body.

Another wine lady, seeing that someone wanted to rob Mu Yejue, was not to be outdone, she pulled Mu Yejue's arm and said coquettishly: "Mu Zong, people want it too." ”

Wen Lan listened to the young lady pestering the Lord of the Pastor to buy things, and pulled the corners of her mouth, not wanting to meddle with the Lord of the Nights at all. Her only thought now was to take Dou Yabai out of here, and as for the Lord of the Shepherds, let him fend for himself.

Wen Lan also wanted to take Dou Yabai's hand, but was unexpectedly pulled over.

"Ah, let me go." Wen Lan shouted in a panic, her little hands kept beating, "Hooligans, let go of me." ”

But her thrashing fist, like playing cotton, hit the man's chest without a trace of pain.

"I'm so annoyed, don't you just want me to buy you something?" The man listened to the woman's scream, and his brows furrowed deeply, "I promise you, but you will stay with me for one night." ”

Shopping? Wen Lan listened to the man's voice, and was very puzzled in her heart, feeling that this voice was so familiar. Stopping her struggling body, Wen Lan raised her eyes and looked at the man holding her.

"Lord Nights." Wen Lan stared at Lord Mu Ye's handsome face with hatred.

And the man holding her didn't seem to expect the woman to call his name, frowned, and wanted to scold, but the unique fragrance of the woman wafted from the tip of his nose, like the wind in June, completely blowing away the discomfort in his heart.

At this time, Mu Yejue held the woman's arm tightly and tightly, looking down at the woman in his arms, his eyes were cloudy when he was drunk, and he felt that the woman in front of him was becoming more and more like Wen Lan.

I must have thought too much, Lord Nightmar thought. After shaking his eyes, he opened his lips and continued: "You escort ladies, don't you just want me to buy you something, if you accompany me for one night, I will promise to swipe your card." ”

Listening to Mu Ye Jue's words, Wen Lan's face turned red, "Mu Ye Jue, you let me go quickly." I'm not one of those ladies who accompany the drinkers. He stretched out his hand and pushed his own Shepherd, but the disparity between the strength of women and men was useless.

"I said that I would buy it for you for one night, why are you so unbehaved." Nightlord angrily scolded the woman who was struggling underneath him, squeezing her buttocks as if he wanted to punish her.

Wen Lan was very impatient, she was treated as a wine lady by Mu Yejue, and she couldn't push away the man who was pressing on her body, so she had to stop struggling and let the man on her body bully.

Seeing that the woman under him had settled down a lot, the frowning eyebrows at the corners of his eyes stretched slightly, grinned, and kissed the cheek of the woman under him.

But Wen Lan didn't want to be kissed by the mouth of the girl who didn't know how many kisses Mu Yejue, and desperately kept swinging her head.

"Don't move." She looked at the shaking cheeks in front of her, and for a moment of annoyance, she stretched out her hand, fixed the woman's head in one place, and pressed her full lips up.

Wen Lan just wanted to struggle, but unexpectedly let her lips touch with the lips of the Lord of the Night.

Sticking to Wen Lan's lips, Mu Yejue felt soft, kissed deeper, slowly prying the woman's teeth, poked out his tongue, and faintly wrapped around the tip of the woman's tongue.

Wen Lan was by Mu Yejue like this, and his body gradually lost his strength, and he collapsed softly under him.

The Nightlord wanted to poke into the tip of his tongue, "Shhh He didn't expect the woman under him to bite his lip and take the lip flap out of the woman's mouth in a panic.

"Woman, it's funny." The Lord of the Nights whispered, took the woman's slender hand with one hand, and walked out the door.

Wen Lan was pulled by the Lord of the Pasture, and she was a little flustered. Thinking that he had bitten Mu Yejue's lip just now, he was afraid that Mu Ye Jue would do something excessive, so he moved his mouth and wanted Mu Ye Jue to stop, "What do you want to do?" ”

"Take you home." She didn't care how the woman struggled, took the woman's hand, and walked out the door.

And Wen Lan was constantly pulled by Mu Yejue, and the drunk Dou Yabai, who didn't pay attention at all, had already left the bar at some point.

"Let me give me a hug, okay." Lord Mu Ye seemed to feel that holding Wen Lan's hand was not enough, and wanted to get more, so he stretched out his hand and wrapped Wen Lan's thin waist between his hands.

Before Wen Lan could say anything, she saw a pair of rough palms tightly gripping her waist.

Her waist was very thin, and Mu Yejue hugged Wen Lan's waist, only feeling like she was holding a vase, and she was afraid that she would crush it if she used her strength.

Wen Lan followed Mu Yejue home, and he ate a lot of tofu along the way, but due to Mu Yejue's various softness, Wen Lan had no choice but to follow him.

When she thought it would go on like this, she met an uninvited guest.

Qian Chuyan stopped Wen Lan and pulled Mu Yejue away from her side vigorously, and Mu Yejue seemed to feel that someone kept pulling him away in his drunkenness, stretched out his hand, and pushed Qian Chuyan beside him.

Qian Chuyan was pushed by Mu Yejue, almost didn't stand firm, and fell behind him, but fortunately, Wen Lan reacted quickly and grabbed Qian Chuyan's arm.

But after she stabilized herself, she didn't have a trace of gratitude, she shook off Wen Lan's hand holding her vigorously, pulled her throat, put on a posture of the main room, and said, "Wen Lan, I am the fiancée of Lord Mu Ye, give him back to me." ”

Qian Chuyan knew that it was useless to deadlift Mu Ye Jue, so he wanted Wen Lan to take the initiative to return Mu Ye Jue.