If You Don’t Go To Hell, Who Will?

I am secretly kissing the clock, and I will see you.

However, at this moment, suddenly a yellow thing fell on the back of my hand, followed by a painful pain in the back of the hand!

I screamed and screamed, jumping from the ground and slamming my hands. Zhong Yuan was awakened by me and quickly stood up and asked me in a hurry. "What happened to you?"

"I don't know." My voice almost cried. I can't get rid of the things on my hands, I just stopped to watch what it was. When I saw it clearly, I felt the scalp numb in an instant.

I know that this person is unlucky, but I don't know if I can be unlucky to this extent. At this time, on the back of my hand, there were two black and yellow wasps. The two of them seemed to be fighting. One of them smashed the stinger into the back of my hand and slowly pulled out... This scene It is more irritating to my nerve than the tingling sensation. I watched the two horrible bugs and they almost collapsed.

Zhong Yuan suddenly caught my hand and flexed his fingers. The two small things were bounced out. Before they landed, they slowly flew up and went further and further.

I stared at the slowly reddened piece on the back of my hand, and the more and more intense pain came.

Suddenly, the hot and sharp pain was covered by the moist feeling of a cool silk... Zhong Yuan was lowering his head at this time, carefully sucking the back of my hand. His lips softly covered around my wounds, carefully sucking my wounds, from shallow to deep, from light to heavy, between the tip of the tongue or a top wound, a cool and comfortable feeling of numbness The back of my hand spread to the whole body, and my tight nerves also relaxed.

I have never found out that a simple sucking action can have so many effects. It can make me forget the pain, forget the fear, and even forget the whole world... except for the soft, seemingly magical mouth.

I stared at Zhongyuan's slightly wrinkled eyebrows, and suddenly my heart was a little blocked. I didn't know the impulse that came from there. I yanked my hand back. In the meantime, the back of the hand accidentally touched the teeth of Zhong Yuan, and there was a dull pain.

Zhong Yuan waited for me to withdraw my hand completely, and then caught my hand again and looked up at me. "Would?"

I shook my head, but there was a soft place in my heart that hurt quietly.

"The pain has to endure." Zhong Yuan said, and the situation re-lows his head, and then he will **** my wound.

I opened my mouth and wanted to talk, but I couldn't prevent my eyes from getting hot. Some liquid slipped out of my eyelids, hot, slipped over my cheeks, and my face burned.

Zhong Yuan smiled slightly, but his brow was still wrinkled. He put down my hand and gently rubbed my head and said, "Is it so painful?"

I wiped my tears incessantly and continued to shake my head.

Zhong Yuan also seemed to notice that I was a little strange. I looked at my eyes carefully and asked, "What happened to you?"

He asked, I cried even more.

What's wrong with me? I like you, but I dare not tell you...

Zhong Yuan saw that I had been crying and not talking, and finally shook my head helplessly. He caught the wrist of the injured hand and said, "Let's go, the owner should have medicine."

......

I finally know what it feels like to be alone. You want him to know, but I am afraid that he knows, afraid that he will refuse you after he knows, and that you will not be able to keep the distance. You want to forget him, but your eyes can't leave him at all times. I want to pursue him, but when you see him refusing the girls who are actively attached, you have no strength at all. Is this feeling very tortured? But obviously it is very tortured, but you are very happy, I feel that my heart is filled all day long...

I think I am really mad.

I and Zhong Yuan were so warm and intimate for more than a month, during which he and Su Yan’s opponents successfully finished shooting, and I and he also took most of it. Su Yan has shown me many times, but I was held by Zhong Yuan because of my soul, so I didn’t have any thoughts about him.

Sometimes, Zhong Yuan will look at the back of a girl who is pursuing him and ask me, "How is this?"

Most of the time I will pout and answer, "Not as good as me."

At this time, Zhong Yuan will look at me up and down and then say, "It is not as good as you."

Whether he is telling the truth or just being a guest, I will be very happy at this time, at least... Does he actually care about me?

Sometimes I will fantasize that Zhong Yuan actually likes me. But I can't convince myself. Why do he like me, instead of like a school girl or a literary rich second generation.

The days passed so slowly, and it was in the early winter season. Only in mid-December, it was a little snow, strange cold.

In the evening, I and Zhong Yuan went to study late at night, all the way to go home on a bicycle. It turns out that not only people can't be seen, but cars can't. My tattered bicycle, which should have been scrapped, has been working tenaciously under the combined oppression of me and Zhong Yuan. This requires a strong spirit.

I sat in the back seat of the bicycle, holding the bag in one hand and holding the clothes of Zhong Yuan in one hand. Under the streetlight, Zhongyuan’s back fainted a circle of orange-yellow halo, which was very warm, and it made people have an impulse to lean on it.

I took my mind back and looked up at the snow fluttering in the sky. Under the black sky, the white snow is like a meteor, and it slips down quietly, which is very beautiful.

On the road, a couple of suspected couples quarreled. The man gave the woman a slap directly, and then went away. The woman was stupidly standing in the same place, just crying, not even the sound.

I suddenly felt that I was actually very happy. At least I and Haruhara are in a very harmonious state. He has no plans to go ahead.

Thinking about it, the bicycle suddenly stopped. I did not stabilize because of inertia, and I directly hit Zhongyuan’s back. Hey, this is the back I have thought for a long time...

I coughed a little and asked, "What happened?"

The person in front turned back and smiled at me. "Wood, please let me have a cup of tea?"

I jumped out of the car and ran to the door of the tea shop on the side of the road. I rummaged through all the pockets of my body and only pulled out five dollars. So I had to buy a cup with my scalp, and the store had two main straws.

Zhong Yuan rarely asked me to ask him for something. It’s so easy to have it once... It’s shameful.

This clock has already left the bicycle and is holding the car to see me. I handed the milk tea to him. He held the bicycle with both hands and did not pick it up. Instead, he leaned directly over the body, bowed his head and sucked it twice on the straw, and then straightened up.

I took the milk tea and took my arm back. The hot heat seemed to pass through my arm to my face.

"Not bad," Zhong Yuan said, vacating a hand and tapping on my head in a rewarding way. "Well, let's go."

So the two walked side by side on the road, Zhongyuan pushed the bicycle, I held the milk tea, and then I put the milk tea in front of him. He took two cigarettes without hesitation, and I took back my arm. Then I used another straw to drink. This feeling, can not tell the strange, but the heart is ironed very comfortable by the temperature of the milk tea.

However... oh...

I looked at Zhongyuan’s faint expression and said, “Zhong Yuan, that straw is mine.”

"Oh," Zhong Yuan let go of the straw in his mouth and smiled at the corner of his mouth. "Is it?"

My face began to burn again, so I bowed my head and the mosquitoes snorted and didn't dare to look at Zhong Yuan.

"Wood," Zhong Yuan suddenly stopped. "Do you know which scene we are going to take tomorrow?"

I nodded, but my face burned even more.

In other words, tomorrow I have a kiss with Zhong Yuan...