Above, please use some force

Chapter 51

As soon as Jian Ming sat down, the knock on the door started again, accompanied by Yu Bao's non-stop thoughts.

It wasn't until He Wen said a word that Yu Bao, who heard the voice outside, ran away in a panic, and went up to the fourth floor without accident.

The reason why Yu Bao appeared so timely was because Song Ziyu lived in a ward on the fourth floor of this hospital.

The ward was very quiet, only the sounds of heartbeats and breathing of the four people at different frequencies.

The setting is a double room, and the temperature of the air conditioner is relatively moderate. Shi Feng is still wearing a filming costume, which is a bit flimsy. Comfortable.

The phone in his trousers pocket had already been set to vibrate by him. He put his hands in it and took the phone to look through the missed calls. Except for the manager's, it was the assistant's. After reading it lightly, he edited a text message to the manager, and then Put your phone in your pocket again.

The content of the text message is concise and to the point: delay the afternoon schedule for me.

The studio was walking back and forth in a hurry, and the manager who couldn't help cursing the Three Character Classic saw the notification sound of the text message in his hand, opened it excitedly, and almost threw the phone out in the next moment of anger.

You better give me a reasonable explanation! ! !The manager spelled out every single word, pressed the phone vigorously, his face was livid with anger.

But he didn't wait for the reply from the other side, because the boy was thinking about how to get close to the man on the bed.

"When did you even seduce a minor?" The magnetic voice echoed provocatively in the silent room, and the conciseness of the smile was more oppressive than that of the non-smile.

With a sharp eyebrow raised, He Wen glanced at the indifferent young man standing against the wall.

There was an obvious smile in his eyes, but it made people see a fierce spirit that he didn't dare to underestimate.

The teenager who was regarded as a minor strode over, took out the wallet from his pocket, threw his ID card on the table next to Jian Jian, and looked down at him condescendingly.

"19..." Concise and playful eyes glanced at the ID card, "Young man, he's almost a round older than you."

"It turns out Mr. Jane is as pedantic as the world." Shi Feng raised his chin, and said arrogantly and coldly, "I want to love, but I am sure to fall in love. In my opinion, this is love."

After saying this, he seemed to look at He Wen unintentionally, and when he met those bright fiery eyes, Shi Feng's dangling hands slowly clenched into fists, with a firm and decisive momentum, as if he was about to lead the army The siege monarch is waiting for the best time to attack with all his might.

Looking deeply at He Wen, his clear and cold eyes gradually softened.

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"Love?" Jian Ming clapped his hands, with a sarcastic smile on his lips, "Young man, do you know what love is?"

"Love is absolute possession." When Shi Feng said this, his eyes were terrifying, like a ball of hellfire, bringing a palpitating darkness.

He Wen frowned, he suddenly found that the boy in his memory seemed to be a different person...

"Get what you want by any means?" Jian Ming restrained the smile on his face, narrowed his eyes slightly, half a smile, "Looks like I have to clean up a little cheetah for you."

These words were obviously addressed to He Wen, and the implication was that I will solve the problems you provoked for you.

"He Wen, it's already quite a lot." After confirming the relationship with He Wen, Fang Jun, who has always been soft-spoken, suddenly said a word in a calm manner.

There is a little coldness and helplessness in the words that are not difficult to detect.

He fell in love with this man and was ready to share this feeling with others, but right now he doesn't know how many people to share with...

He Wen chuckled, his wild eyes moved away from Fang Jun's frost-covered face, and met the young man who showed promise to him, "Shi Feng, let me do it myself."

He will not cover up in order to take into account the other party's psychological endurance, and he has always said whatever he thinks.

Some things are impossible, then absolutely impossible.

Shi Feng's breathing gradually became heavier, and his eyes turned cold as he watched He Wen, with crazy obsession in his eyes, he squeezed out a cold sentence from between his teeth, "I will never let go. "

This was the most unpleasant communication between He Wen and Shi Feng. They never thought that they would meet again a few years later. At that time, He Wen was still the same He Wen as before, and Shi Feng would never go back.

After Shi Feng closed the door of the ward vigorously, the glass windows vibrated slightly.

Jian Jian reached into the quilt to touch He Wen's buttocks, squeezed it hard a few times, "Stop seducing others around hereafter."

"Did I seduce you?" With a malicious smile on his lips, He Wen suddenly clamped down on the hand that was trying to get in from his pants.

"No." Facing his arrogant and aggressive eyes, Jian smiled lowly, his tone was full of briskness and laughter, "I am the one who made a fool of myself." There is no shame in saying this, he is not ashamed of his current changes I enjoyed it very much, because he lived happier during this time than in the past 20 years.

The veins on He Wen's forehead were throbbing violently. He found that this man has become more and more proficient at playing hooligans recently, becoming more proficient each time.

He now extremely doubts whether the other party has given up treatment.

"Fang Jun, take care of him."

Concise words are obviously a bit redundant, but he felt that it was necessary to say it again, so he emphasized, "If you die, you only have one life. If he dies, you will lose four lives."

"Still leaving?" Fang Jun said coldly.

She leaned over and touched He Wen's lips, and pressed the palm of his hand against the back of his head, tightly and seamlessly, "Farewell kiss."

Sensing that a certain part of the body was about to move, Jian Ming secretly cursed, with a very elegant face, and walked out with calm steps.

"Can you do it?" After Jian Ming left, Fang Jun bit He Wen's finger and licked it back and forth, he suddenly asked.

He Wen glanced at him with an evil gaze, and scanned his lower body violently through the quilt, "Is it hard?"

"Hmm." Fang Jun lowered his eyes, his voice was a little softer, not as cold as before, after He Wen finished saying a flirtatious word, the faint blush on his ears spread directly to his neck.

"Lie down, I'll sit on it." There were too many things in He Wen's hoarse voice.

Fang Jun cooperated and lay down. Fortunately, the ear was injured, not the back.

"It's not wet enough, you can lick it a few times with your mouth." He Wen lay on top of Fang Jun, with the very correct 69, he exposed his secret place in front of Fang Jun.

Fang Jun opened it with his hands, kissed the light-colored area, and swept the tip of his tongue skillfully, the next moment he let out a muffled snort, his clamoring desire was wrapped in a warm and moist touch, he closed his eyes and tried his best to restrain the burning in his body With warmth, he patiently opened up He Wen with his mouth and fingers.

After a while, He Wenzai sensed a faint trembling of the thing in his mouth, and wanted to disarm, he pinched the full top with his hand to stop it, and then sat down in the correct position.

Fang Jun's body trembled, he took a deep breath, and his voice became hoarse, "Don't move around, I'll come." He was worried that the wound on He Wen's left shoulder would be affected, so he was very careful every time he went in and out, his face Forbearance was sweating more and more, and there was an unconcealable wetness in the heavy panting.

He Wen's chest heaved violently, "If you want to do it, use a little force, at worst, you will bleed."

The presumptuous and hot gaze made Fang Jun take a breath, he supported He Wen's waist, and began to bump his lower body vigorously, pushing up again and again.

The two of them did it once on the hospital bed, and the bandage on He Wen's shoulder was red. He leaned against the head of the bed with his mouth pursed to breathe, and Fang Jun's gaze stopped him from wanting to smoke a cigarette.

In the end, I could only hold the cigarette in my mouth and live a dry addiction.

Not long after, a doctor and a nurse came in and saw that the wound on He Wen's shoulder was open. The doctor glanced at the toilet paper in the trash can in the ward, moved his nose, and said meaningfully, "Mr. He, in order to recover soon, Strenuous exercise is best avoided."

He Wen made a lazy sound from his nasal cavity, Fang Jun's ears were still a little red when he had already returned to his bed, especially when the doctor and nurse looked at him with ambiguous eyes.

In the evening, He Wen went to the fourth floor. As soon as he got out of the elevator, he saw a mushroom head walking up and down in the corridor. The voice, in a very gloomy hospital, if someone who doesn't know it sees it, the first reaction is probably that they are possessed by something dirty.

"It's so late, don't go back, are you planning to recruit ghosts here?" He Wen's lazy laughter followed the sound of footsteps approaching.

"Brother Wen, I finally saw you..." Yu Bao rushed over to give her a bear hug, but He Wen reached out and grabbed her by the collar.

Yu Bao curled his lips, and slumped his shoulders unwillingly, the few hairs on the top of his head were ridiculously shaking with the wind blowing through the corridor window.

"Go back to sleep." He Wen pressed it with his hands, and he pushed down the few hairs. The next moment, he rubbed the mushroom head under his palm vigorously until he kneaded it into a chicken coop before letting go.

"When I come to the hospital tomorrow morning, buy me two Sanxianbao and Yonghe soybean milk."

"Understood." Yu Bao frowned in confusion, pointed to the door inside, and looked at He Wen eagerly.

"Understood." He Wen also replied the exact same words, and walked slowly towards the door with his hands in his pockets.

The door was easily pushed open, and there was a soft sound in the quiet and somewhat dull corridor. He Wen strode in, closed the door smoothly, and took everything in the room into his eyes first with his sharp eyes.

This is the instinctive alertness of wild animals to unfamiliar places.

The deluxe single room is well prepared, but it is a little empty. The man on the bed is lying there quietly. If you ignore the pale face and the strong smell of medicine in the air, it seems that the man is sleeping peacefully, not dying. status.

Walking to the edge of the bed, propping up the bed with his uninjured arm, He Wen leaned over to look at the face that was close at hand, raised his eyebrows in a sharp arc, put his fingers on his chin, and stared at the bloodless thin face in front of him. Lips, He Wen moved closer, and pressed a predatory kiss.

The teeth were unscrupulous, and even rudely gnawed on Song Ziyu's lips, as if to rely on this kind of brutal force to wake up the man who was shrunk in his shell and dared not stand up.

The fishy sweet smell quickly dissipated from the lips and teeth, and the touch under the fingers was smooth and delicate. He Wen's breathing became a little heavy, and he squeezed Song Ziyu's face hard, prying open his teeth with his tongue and turning them fiercely.

The bloody kiss gave this one-man show a viscous feeling. He Wen suddenly narrowed his eyes, as if flames erupting from magma were scurrying through his limbs, he felt the heat in his lower body that he had never felt before.

It seems that he guessed right, the best medicine for this hidden danger is Song Ziyu.

From the corners of Song Ziyu's lips that could not be closed, body fluid continued to flow out. Under He Wen's fiery light, he caught a light gasp.

He Wen left Song Ziyu's red lips that were bitten to the point of redness, and watched the other party's closed eyes tremble slightly, and then slowly opened them.

"Are you awake? Stop hiding?" He Wen sneered, his eyes still fixed on Song Ziyu's lips, the red wound was obvious under the light, confirming the madness of the previous moment.

"...He Wen." Xu Shi hadn't spoken for a long time, Song Ziyu's voice was very hoarse.

"I'm not He Wen."