He is like a delusional person

Chapter 134 Take advantage of him
Wen Sheng's eyes were sour and a little misty.

She couldn't help biting her lip, looking down at Fu Yanlin who was sleeping in her arms. The sweat on her forehead was thick and thin, her face was red, and her chin was covered with green scum. It was fresh and old, probably. The fever was uncomfortable, and he frowned unconsciously, his eyes were closed tightly, and his expression was uncomfortable.

Wen Sheng calmed down her emotions and helped him take off his soaked clothes, pants, and of course the tight-fitting shorts without any distractions.

After being freed from restraints, the scars all over his body became more shocking and exposed.

Wen Sheng changed his medicine, put gauze on him again, and put him in clean and fresh clothes.

By the early morning of the next day, it had been replaced three or four times.

But Fu Yanlin's fever still did not subside. Instead, his body temperature rose to 41 degrees, and his whole body was as hot as a volcano and was about to be cooked.

Physical therapy did not work. Wen Sheng guessed that the injury on his body caused the high fever. She asked Song Lan and Teacher Chen to send him to the health center, but the health center was helpless. The conditions were simple and there were no antibiotics. They only prescribed some ibuprofen. , said it can reduce fever and relieve pain.

But the medicine could not be fed to Wen Sheng no matter what. Fu Yanlin was so feverish that he became confused and shouted that he would not agree.

Wen Sheng helped him up and leaned against the bed, patted his shoulder and back, and whispered in his ears with a soft and gentle voice, "Fu Yanlin, you must take medicine when you have a high fever. Can you open your mouth? I'll feed you." Take medicine..."

"Fu Yanlin?"

"Fu Yanlin?"

Fu Yanlin lost consciousness in the middle and opened his eyes slightly, but he had no strength. He only looked at Wen Sheng weakly, his dry lips wriggled twice, and he said feebly, "You don't have to hide from me, I will leave."

Wen Sheng was stabbed in the heart, and an indescribable emotion rushed over her. She didn't know what to say at this time.Or, can Fu Yanlin understand and remember what she said?

"Where are you going when you're like this? Take the medicine first and let's get better later." Wen Sheng sighed slightly and fed the pills, but his lips were weak and he didn't want to swallow them.

"Need not……"

Wen Sheng gritted her teeth, then with a sudden heart, she took the pill into her mouth and fed it to Fu Yanlin's lips, blocking his weak voice.

Fu Yanlin was stunned at first. The fever made his mind confused, and he couldn't tell whether it was a dream or reality.

Just when he wanted to find out, Wen Sheng withdrew her lips again, picked up the warm water in the cup and took a sip herself. Her watery deer eyes glanced at Fu Yanlin, and then she stretched out her hand to hold his chin. , raised his head slightly, tilted his head and kissed her.

The warm water flowed along her lips and tongue, then passed into his mouth, and the pills were swallowed into his throat.

Repeat this twice.

Wen Sheng slowly left Fu Yanlin's lips and opened half a distance, but their eyes were intertwined.

Fu Yanlin's voice was choked with sobs and a bit aggrieved, "Wen Sheng, what do you mean?"

"Here you take medicine." Wen Sheng thought he was awake, so naturally he was shy. After all, this was his first time doing this kind of thing, and he was blatantly taking advantage of him.

Fu Yanlin was a little angry, "If you want to avoid me, why do you want to provoke me again? Huh?"

Wen Sheng simply showed off her cards. She couldn't act coy. She boldly looked into Fu Yanlin's deep eyes as dark as obsidian, and said loudly, "Yes, I want to provoke you."

Fu Yanlin didn't care whether it was reality or a dream, the fire in his eyes also burned. The moment she was about to let go, he suddenly pulled her into his arms and kissed her like crazy. It was not a polite kiss, it was crazy. The possession is unique and domineering, and it is endless longing and hope.

He thought greedily that such a time was too rare and too precious. If it was a dream, it would be better to be wild.The hands gradually became bolder.

Wen Sheng was turned over and pinned down by him, picking at will, with passion like fire, as if he had returned to the original fit.

The simple room was filled with the incompatible and charming spring light.

Only then did Wen Sheng realize that the sick man was not weak. She was held tightly in Fu Yanlin's arms, with no possibility of escape. His arms were like shackles, too solid and too tough.There's something like that in him too.Wen Sheng refreshed her knowledge. It turns out that a man can be so... wanton when he is ill?Even hotter and more terrifying.

But after all, he was in a state of illness. As he kissed and kissed Fu Yanlin in a daze, he couldn't breathe and had to let go of Wen Sheng.

When Wen Sheng tidied up his clothes, she found that he had fallen asleep again.

Wen Sheng suddenly realized, could it be that he was confused just now?
Do you remember nothing after you wake up?
So who are they taking advantage of?
Wen Sheng couldn't care less. Anyway, this time, she wanted to take the initiative.

Afterwards, Wen Sheng changed her clothes, took the sweaty clothes that Fu Yanlin had changed, and borrowed the washing machine from the landlord. There was no dryer in the village, but the landlord was very kind and was willing to light a charcoal fire for Wen Sheng to dry her clothes.

Taking advantage of the time to bake clothes, Wen Sheng went to the canteen to buy white sugar, and was going to go back and ask the landlord to borrow a pot and japonica rice to cook a pot of sweet, soft and glutinous white porridge for Fu Yanlin.

Who knew that the proprietress of the canteen actually recognized her and asked with envy and gossip, "Who is your man? Why didn't you see him today?"

Wen Sheng was stunned and looked at the landlady in astonishment.

The landlady smiled and babbled, "He asked me to make porridge for you yesterday, with a lot of sugar. I saw him carrying you out at night."

"My hands were all injured but I couldn't take care of them. I was afraid that you would worry, so I bought a pair of gloves to cover them. I said you were a crybaby and soft-hearted..."

"Who is the man who loves you so much but you?"

Wen Sheng felt an indescribable feeling in her heart, and a smile broke out on her face, "Yes, he is my man."

That was the first time she felt that there was something sweet in the words "he is my man".
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When Fu Yanlin woke up, it was already past noon. His fever had gone down quite a bit, but he was still confused.

He had many dreams.

I dreamed that I saw Wen Sheng for the first time when I was 16 years old. She was wearing a white knee-length dress, with long black hair, a slender figure, a cold face as white as porcelain, and deer eyes as pure as Tianshan Mountain. The ice and snow melted, and the fairies fell into the mortal world.

She stood on the podium and looked at the people in the audience, and simply said, "Hello everyone, my name is Wen Sheng. Wen Sheng from Yelan Wen Sheng."

He sat in the last row of the classroom by the window, watching her from a distance with a cold and distant smile on her face, and the paper airplanes in her hands folded into a panicked look.

At that time, Fu Yanlin was thinking, how could there be such a little girl in this world?She doesn't belong in a small place like Jiazhou at all.

From the first moment, he wanted to take Wen Sheng as his own.

He dreamed of that year again, his hands were covered with blood, holding a knife, watching the person under his feet twitching, he felt stupid, but he still trembled and warned, "If I see you following Wen Sheng again, I will kill you." ——”

Although he was a bastard, got into fights, skipped classes online, drank too much, stayed out at night... he had a lot of problems, and it was the first time in his life that he could use a knife.

(End of this chapter)