Recently, the weather has been dry, and cold viruses are raging. Ye Zifan thought that Maizi was just a common cold and cough, so he didn't pay much attention to it.

The tip of his nose pointed at the wheat and advised: "Pay attention to your body!" You, who are already weak, should pay more attention to taking care of yourself. ”

The words were overflowing with concern and pampering, and Maizi felt bitter in his heart.

Maizi was born in poor health, and has been sick since she was a child.

still remembers the first time between the two, although Ye Zifan was extremely gentle that night, but Maizi still had a high fever the next day. Ye Zifan carried him to the hospital to clean up the wound with an anxious face, accompanied him to take a drip, and made him ginger chicken porridge.

During the time when the two were together, as soon as Maizi was sick, Ye Zifan was nervous, and even if he was busy with work, he would be by his side. At that time, Ye Zifan was a perfect lover, gentle and considerate, and cared for in every way. Let you involuntarily immerse yourself in his tenderness and can't extricate yourself.

But then everything changed, and the most beloved lover is often the one who hurts him the most.

Although many years have passed, the grievances and hatreds between the two should have faded with the passage of time. But Ye Zifan's sudden appearance and ambiguous attitude towards himself made Mai Zi angry, and the person who abandoned him and hurt himself at the beginning now pretended to run away and care about himself.

I really don't know what kind of heart this person has!

Maizi glared at Ye Zifan angrily, and his tone was not good: "Thank you President Ye for your concern, I can't stand it!" ”

Ye Zifan didn't care about Maizi's cold words, and still had a smile on his face: "It's not early, go back and rest early, I'm leaving!" ”

With his hands in his pockets, he turned around elegantly and walked towards the courtyard gate.

Maizi looked at Ye Zifan's dashing back and was puzzled.

This man is gone? Didn't he come to get revenge on himself?

As if hearing the incomprehension in his heart, Ye Zifan actually stopped moving.

Maizi's heart suddenly lifted, he really wouldn't let himself go so easily.

It was too late to turn around and run away, the man's tall figure quickly moved in front of him, and slammed the wheat against the thick pole of the neem tree, and then the fiery lips came up. Ye Zifan held Maizi's head with one hand and firmly grasped his hands with the other. Wheat struggled violently. Ye Zifan's evil voice came into his ears: "Don't make a noise, Mai Bao is over there, let him see it's not good!" ”

Maizi was startled, and suddenly did not dare to put up the slightest resistance.

Fortunately, the two of them leaned against the side of the tree pole, and the low-hanging branches of the neem tree completely hid their figures, and they couldn't see it from McBao's angle.

Ye Zifan curled the corners of his mouth and smiled lightly, and his hot and moist lips came up again. Just sticking together couldn't satisfy him at all, and the restless lips rubbed gently with a hint of flame. The scorching breath burned away what little sanity the wheat had left. The tip of the dexterous tongue poked out to outline the lips of the wheat, licked it little by little, and then went straight into the mouth and entwined the soft tongue.

The kiss gradually deepened......

The evening breeze blew, the branches and leaves of the neem tree swayed, and tiny flowers fell on the bodies and lips of the two of them. The lips were still rubbing against each other, and from time to time some flowers were involved, and the delicate flowers had been crushed and melted into the mouth of someone who didn't know who. The astringent taste is like a catalyst, igniting the most primitive ** in the heart. Ye Zifan unconsciously let go of the hand holding the wheat, and instead wrapped his hands around his waist and hugged him tightly, as if he wanted to rub the man in front of him into his bones and blood.

It can't go on like this...... If you go any further, I'm afraid you won't be able to hold it!

Ye Zifan reluctantly pulled back some of his senses and gently widened the distance between the two. Carefully looking at the wheat by the moonlight, there were still layers of water on the thin lips, and there was still a lingering afterglow on his face. Rapid breathing sprayed on the face, warm and itchy. Maizi's eyes drooped slightly, probably because she was too shy to face herself.

Ye Zifan chuckled lightly and said softly: "I'm leaving, I'll be busy recently, and I have time to come and see you and Mai Bao." Take good care of yourself! ”

Maizi still lowered her eyelids and didn't respond. Ye Zifan didn't care, leaned down and pecked his lips lightly before reluctantly leaving.

Maizi raised her head and watched in amazement as the figure faded into the darkness of the night. Raising his hand and gently covering his lips, the tenderness of the man seemed to still remain on it, and the wheat leaned against the trunk of the tree, and his eyes were empty.

Whether he was afraid that Mai Bao would find out about the intimacy between the two and did not make any resistance, or did he still yearn to be intimate with him.

Maizi really didn't dare to dig any deeper, he was afraid that he would eventually fall into Ye Zifan's false tenderness and couldn't extricate himself. That little bit of persistence in my heart gave birth to a crack on this summer night.