The master of the reborn business girl

Chapter 303 The First Time
The body is her own, so she naturally knows how to measure it. If it is really impossible, she will not bear it.

There will never be death from dehydration as Mencius Heng said.

But this kind of rhetoric sounded more like arrogance and sophistry to the other party. Mencius Heng didn't know what he was angry with. He threw up his sleeves and snorted coldly, "It's up to you." After that, he never looked at Song Ye again. stride away.

Song Ye was helpless, and didn't know where Meng Ziheng's temper, which was more fickle than a woman's, came from. She simply lay on the hospital bed, blowing on the fan, exhaled lightly, and closed her eyes. The five kilometers really made her tired. broken.

The wind gently rolled the curtains, casting half-sized shadows in the air, and the fragrance of jasmine flowers on the window sill was sent into the room.

When Qin Zhan came over, the doctor had already gone to take care of other students, the room was silent, half of a delicate face was exposed behind the white curtain, and the boy on the bed had already fallen into a deep sleep.

Approaching the past, you can still see two blushes caused by excessive exercise on the small face. The redness completely subverts the young man's cold aura, making him look much softer.

Qin Zhan stretched out his fingertips and brushed away the wet hair on her forehead. The soft hair ran across her fingertips. The young man still didn't wake up. His long eyelashes cast a shadow on his face, and he slept soundly.

Thinking of the red-faced young man trying his best to endure that day on the plane, Qin Zhan couldn't help curling the corners of his mouth, and his eyes softened instantly. Little by little, he leaned closer to the boy's sleeping face.

The young man's hair still smelled of sweat, his thin body floated up and down gently between his breaths, and there were traces of fatigue between his brows. Looking at it from a close distance, one can appreciate her delicate and flawless facial features. The beauty, the whole face is like a work of art carved out by God, tender and green, full of the sweet taste of youth.

The moment he pasted that thin-lip, Qin Zhan couldn't help letting out a long sigh in his heart. After confirming his mind, every time he met, every time he missed, and every memory, he secretly Aftertaste, aftertaste the frozen pink-tender-lip-valve under the pool.He was regretting again, regretting that he didn't remember her smell more clearly at that time, and didn't extend that mouth longer.

The young man's lips are beautifully shaped, the two thin slices have faint fans, and they often look sharp because of his cold expression, but now that he does not put his mouth on it, the horny feeling is softer than expected - soft and clean, it seems to be still There is such a faint fragrance lingering in the nose.

Qin Zhan originally just wanted to see her body, but he lost his nerve by accident, and his body moved before his brain, and he kissed her.

After the kiss, he found that he still wanted more, wanted to get more from the boy.

Knowing that Song Ye is an extremely keen and vigilant person, sticking to her lips is dangerous enough, but Qin Zhan still thrust-opened her teeth like a demon, long-driving-straight, bit by bit, gentle and meticulous savoring every detail of her.

Bang bang, his heart seemed to be shocked by an electric current, and it began to beat wildly. The deafening sound covered the melodious cicadas on the trees outside.

He closed his eyes lightly, feeling his cheeks were hot-hot, his hands resting on both sides of the bed, pressing the sheets and his veins were clenched. This 26-year-old belated first-timer obviously felt too strong.

In his sleep, Song Ye felt a breath approaching, and his body instinctively wanted to respond, but his dehydrated and tired body was like being filled with lead, and it was difficult to even move his fingers, let alone the heavy eyelids. I can't hold on.

Suddenly, she smelled a familiar faint smell of tobacco on the person who came. That familiar smell made her stiff and defensive limbs relax again. There seemed to be a voice in her heart telling her that this person would not hurt her. .

There was a soft-soft hornworm feeling on her lips, and the warm breath touched her eyelids, making people want to avoid it, but in the next second, the lips were separated, and the soft-soft breath in the silent The horned insect feeling pressed down a little hard, with a hint of domineering-invading her mouth, wantonly invading her tranquility.

Immediately, the mouth is filled with a familiar taste, slightly bitter, but not unpleasant tobacco smell, which is a reassuring and safe taste.

The owner of this smell would not hurt herself, so she didn't need to resist, so she gave up resisting, passively and calmly accepted the other party's gentle care and wanton invasion-possession.

But, the owner of this smell... who is it?

Thinking back and forth in her tired mind, she couldn't find any results, until the base of her tongue was numb from the kiss, and she wanted to protest.

"Hmm..." The protest was a slight groan, so weak that it was almost negligible, but just after the sound sounded, she felt the smearing insect feeling on her lips disappeared.

The faint smell of tobacco lingering in his nose was replaced by another breath, and a slightly cool hand was pressed to his forehead. Song Ye's heart suddenly went into meditation, and he suddenly opened his eyes from his sleep, and his hand was as fast as lightning. Clutching the opponent's wrist, those unfocused eyes just stared at the visitor with a gloomy coldness.

"Hiss, why are you crazy?" The visitor gasped and cursed in pain.

In a blink of an eye, Song Ye was already awake, and saw the face of the person who came, it was Meng Ziheng.

Realizing that the other party wanted to take his temperature just now, Song Ye silently let go of his hand, and asked with a hoarse dry voice, "Who was here just now?"

Hearing this, Meng Ziheng was taken aback for a moment, then shook his head, "I don't know, I just saw that the school doctor wasn't there, and I didn't see anyone."

no one?Song Ye frowned slightly, always feeling that something happened when he fell asleep... Hey, I still remembered it just now, but I completely forgot about it when Meng Ziheng reached out to him.

She coughed twice and sat up straight.

Meng Ziheng turned around to pour water with great insight, "Don't move, the doctor said you need to rest." Although he was hostile, he still looked at Song Ye's weak face with a gentlemanly demeanor and took the initiative to take care of others.

He was stunned only after pouring the water. When he went out just now, there was obviously no kettle on the table, and the water was still warm.He raised his eyes and scanned the surroundings, but he didn't find half a figure. A trace of doubt flashed in his heart, but he didn't pay much attention to it.

Seeing the person on the hospital bed sipping water, with bright red lips like a little girl, Meng Ziheng never expected that this person was so stubborn in his bones, and also had a bullish temper.

"I have something to do later, do you have any friends over to watch you?" Meng Ziheng asked.

　[-] words, who said you can't kiss, hug and hold high when you're not together! !
　　
　
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