"Ahem, cough, ahem......" Jian Fan, who was asleep, woke up suddenly, closed his eyes and coughed.

The body instinctively tried to repel the salty salt, but the liquid had already slid into the throat, and the Adam's apple was forced to swallow deeper in the middle of the roll.

Fortunately, there were only a few foreign bodies, he frowned and moved his body, and the numbness that remained in his body when he rubbed the cold mulberry silk with his upright delicate silk instantly rushed from his back to his brain.

Jian Fan gasped imperceptibly, and lay stiffly for more than ten seconds, until the afterglow faded, he subconsciously raised his arm and touched his shoulder.

Sticky and slippery to the touch, like some kind of liquid.

Professor Jane, who was forced to wake up, was not awake at this time, he squinted, a strong sleepiness swept over, and he didn't have time to put down his arm and fall asleep again.

It wasn't until a long time had passed, that the shadows hiding on the side of the pillow finally moved their wrists and feet, and they quietly moved little by little, and their heads moved until they were closest to Jian Fan's neck, and the slender wrists and feet slowly wrapped around the man's fragile neck like flowing shadows.

It seems that as long as a man dares to run, the wrists and feet like ropes will be tightly entangled, until the man is paralyzed by suffocation, and can only be forced to bear all punishments, and finally loses his strength and no longer dares to escape.

At six o'clock, Jian Fan woke up on time.

When I brushed my teeth and washed my face, I thought of the experience of last night, and the sticky and slippery touch was like the liquid secreted by a baby octopus.

But in the next moment, he felt that it might just be a more real dream.

Passing by the living room, I saw the round head as usual.

It's just that I don't know if it's an illusion, Jian Fu found that it seems to have grown up a little?

After visiting the vegetable market and feeding the small things, in the bright light of the morning light, Jian Fan turned on his mobile phone.

He didn't pay attention to the public opinion outside, and he didn't know what the situation was now.

When I saw the 99+ WeChat message, I probably guessed that there is no stop outside.

He doesn't have Weibo, no other short video apps, and he doesn't have the idea of getting a glimpse.

So I didn't know that he was still hanging on the hot search.

The following is full of ugly swearing from angry netizens.

"Such a doctor has no medical ethics and should be fired from the hospital."

"I heard that he is still a teacher at Nancy University, and I really laughed to death that such garbage can be a teacher."

"I'm a student of Nancy, and I'm ashamed to have such a teacher! Now I don't dare to say that I am a student of Nancy when I go out. ”

"How can you scold your little brother? The little brother is so good-looking, he does everything right. ”

"The maggots upstairs, dare you take out the tuba, a man pretending to be a woman, obviously trying to engage in confrontation."

Jian Fan was about to call Wang Yunan when Ms. Xu Nuo's phone call came in.

Before he could make a sound, his fucking voice rang out urgently, "Xiao Fan, why did you turn off the phone, do you know that this is very capricious?" ”

"Mom, is there something wrong with you?" Jian Fan walked to the balcony of the living room and asked in a light color.

"I heard that you are on the hot search on Weibo? Now a lot of people are ......" Ms. Xu Nuo paused, and her tone calmed down, "Xiao Fan, what are you going to do with this matter?" ”

"Is it bothering you?"

These words made Xu Nuo choke, "It's not us...... Xiao Fan, Mom knows that you can't do something like that. It's just that if something like this goes on and it will seriously affect your life, what are you going to do now? ”

"I'll solve it as soon as possible, if it's okay, I'll hang up the phone first."

Ending the call, Jian Fan lowered his eyes for a while and called Wang Yunan.

Wang Yunan said with some concern: "Last night, the media interviewed the person concerned......"

Jian Fan asked unsurprisingly, "Zhou Xiaoli?" ”

"Right...... She admits that you called her privately to have her operated on and told her that there was no need for a craniotomy. ”

Jian Fan chuckled, "So is the public opinion situation one-sided now?" ”

Wang Yunan gave a difficult 'um' sound, but quickly comforted, "Someone is definitely fueling this matter, as long as this person is found out......"

"You don't have to worry about this anymore, and don't quarrel with people on the Internet." Jian Fan interrupted him directly.

"That'...... What are you going to do? ”

"Give it to someone who is good at it." After a pause, Jian Fan looked at the sun outside that broke through the clouds, "But I need to ask for one thing." ”

Wang Yunan said almost without thinking: "I promised you, so what's the matter?" ”

"You'll need to work overtime and have an operation these days."

The frequent ringing of various phone messages made Jian Fan frown.

Even the president of Nancy University called him twice in a row.

Just as he went to school as usual, the fingers behind the whispering sounds, the caution of the students in the laboratory.

The peaceful life of Jian and Fu has been seriously disturbed.

Jian Fan stayed in the laboratory until six o'clock and left work on time, but instead of going home directly, he went to the law firm.

Using the phone of the law firm, Jian Fan called Zhou Xiaoli again.

Hearing Jian Fan's voice, the woman wanted to hang up the phone as soon as possible.

"You don't have to hang up the phone, Zhou Xiaoli, I'll give you two days to do the operation, please seize the opportunity."

Dr. Jane...... Did you know? The woman's voice crushed the cry.

"Knowing that your family promised to pay for your surgery as long as they smeared me?" Jian Fan leaned on the bar, his eyebrows lowered, his legs wrapped in suit pants casually overlapped, slender and straight.

“…… I'm sorry, Dr. Jane you should have scolded me, you should have scolded me......"

"Zhou Xiaoli, I won't comfort you, let alone scold you, but I hope you don't waste such an opportunity."

"Why ......" Zhou Xiaoli cried completely.

"Why, maybe I don't like to lose?"

After solving these things, when he returned home, Jian Fan went around and bought a few catties of shrimp and clams.

Jian Tangyuan seems to have eaten enough, the better the spirit.

Jian Cheng thought about trying to make it eat better when he returned it to the sea.

After turning off his mobile phone, and having a rare leisure, Jian Fan not only fed Jian Tangyuan shrimp and clams, but also watched TV with it for a while and ate a large plate of grapes, and then he got up to take a bath.

I didn't know how eagerly the octopus's wrists and feet squirmed in the fish tank the moment the door closed.

It's like I can't hold back my instincts, but I'm trying to suppress them.

Before going to bed, Jian Fan noticed that the sky was cloudy, the wind was rising, and it was probably going to rain at night.

At one o'clock in the morning, dark clouds hung heavily in the sky, as if they were about to fall at any moment.

A blinding flash of lightning tore through the night, and the closed bedroom door opened a crack, then slowly closed again.

On a hot day, the sleeping man is still only covered with a thin quilt, his white and slender calves are exposed outside the quilt, and the thin skin and flesh wrap the cyan blood vessels, as if he can be easily dyed with color as long as he is wound with a little force.

Flowing shadows crept from the bottom of the bed to the foot of the bed, and this time, the hunter in the dark was patient enough.

It no longer goes around like last time, but little by little climbs up from its pretty exposed toes.

The toes are sensitive areas, and when they are wet and cold, they move restlessly.

The hunter lay dormant in the darkness for a long time, and when the sleeping man had adapted to the low temperature, he began to climb up little by little along his toes.

When squirming, the countless pink suction cups on the eight wrists and feet opened slightly, instantly sticking to the skin and then tightening, squirming and crawling up a little bit, each time the adsorption was like a feather gently scraping every inch of skin.

Cold, sticky and sticky against the thin skin, there is a transparent and thin mucus slipping off the legs little by little.

Until the black shadow climbed above his knees, blocked by the thin quilt.

As an intact wrist and foot poked under the thin quilt, the sleeping man kicked his legs, as if trying to shake off the cold that was making him uncomfortable.

The shadow that had just climbed up to the calf no longer moved, and the eight wrists and feet obediently stopped in place, but the blue eyes kept staring in the direction of Jian Fan, glowing with a strange light that seemed to be excited and excited.

Until the man's breathing began to become slow and long.

The writhing shadow began to spread upwards again.

The thin air-conditioner quilt squirmed and twisted and moved like a crawling monster slowly approaching the most vulnerable place.

And the man lying on the bed didn't know at all that he was being coveted and attacked at the moment, he was quiet and dreaming.

Until the further up, the more sensitive the skin became, the man's brows furrowed slightly when he was disturbed, and in order not to alarm the sleeping man, the excited and anxious eight wrists and feet were almost forced to stop just a little forward.

They show amazing endurance for the sake of the delicious taste they are about to get.

The thin quilt was arched slightly, and as it crawled, an open and contracted wrist and foot sucked somewhere.

More than a dozen soft and smooth suction cups rubbed past, as if wrapped in small mouths, instantly waking up the sleeping fragility.

An undetectable voice suddenly sounded in the quiet room.

The faint voice that overflowed from the nasal cavity, low and magnetic, like a fine itch scraped by a feather, rushed straight to the brain like a match, instantly igniting the suppressed excitement, the dormant madness.

In an instant, all the wrists and feet rushed over in unison.

The cold sticky ones were entangled, and the countless suction cups on the wrists and feet opened and shrunk rapidly.

Like a lover's softest lips open, the mouth is tightly bitten and released, rubbing up and down and sliding quickly.

The transparent mucus secreted by the brachiopods is the best helper.

They hung on it and mixed with the rest of the liquid, and then little by little they elongated and rolled down.

"Hmm......" The man couldn't help opening his thin lips slightly, and his legs were half-bent unbearably, and even his neck was stretched and raised, as if he wanted to avoid the numbness like maggots on tarsal bones.

But the unbearable faint sound only made the thin quilt rise and fall more rapidly, and the beast that was dormant in the darkness could no longer control its instincts.