My dear President, Please make a detour

Yin Ming smiled and pressed her directly to the window, facing himself.

The two people's eyes collided, and the atmosphere slowly warmed up.

Wenya looked at him for a few seconds, but she couldn't help but moved away from her sight first.

"Yaya, shall we do it here once? Hmm?" Yin Ming asked her with a smile.

Wen Ya's face turned red and his fingers twisted the corners of his clothes.

"No, don't." the gentle refused, "not here."

It's not dark yet. If they really want to do it by this window, they may be found!

And... It's not good to think about it here.

Yin Ming trapped her in his arms, with a sense of bewitchment in his voice.

"We can't live up to such a beautiful scenery," he said low. "Don't you do something happy?"

"No," Wenya struggled.

Lifting her eyes to see the strong desire in Yin Ming's eyes, she hesitated for a moment, and then opened her mouth again.

"It's not impossible," she said thoughtfully, "but it can't be here. Let's go to bed."

Yin Ming held her and rubbed her. There seemed to be some coquetry in his voice.

"But I want to be here." Yin Ming's lips pressed her cheek and bit her small earlobe from time to time.

"Yaya, just promise me. I promise to do it here once. Just once."

Gentle and soft hearted, he was coaxed by his humming voice for a while, and then he couldn't resist nodding his head.

After she nodded, Yin Ming moved in an instant.

"Window! Close the window!" in the delicate kiss, gentle barely made a sound.

Yin Ming's hand scratched on her smooth skin and her voice became hoarse.

"No." Yin Ming breathed heavily. "It's just open. We can still see the sea of flowers under the stars."

It sounds romantic, but combined with what we do now

Gentle shame is about to explode!

I don't know how long it took.

The gentle voice sounded with a cry.

"OK, no... Yin Ming, let me go“

Yin Ming kisses her delicate clavicle and winds down the clavicle.

"Good, hold on for a while." Yin Ming's voice was soft as if dripping water: "don't close your eyes, open your eyes and look at me."

Wenya was forced by him to obey. Two intertwined figures entangled by the window for a long time before finally stopping all actions.

Maybe it's fresh here, so when Yin Ming did it this time, he didn't seem to be afraid.

At the end, the gentle legs were too soft to walk at all.

Yin Ming kissed her gently, with an indisputable pleasure on his face.

"I'll clean it up for you," said Yin Ming, and took her into the bathroom.

But in the bathroom, Yin Ming was washing and still couldn't help but continue what he had just done.

"Yinming, are you crazy!" Wenya was tossed to the end by him, angry.

Yin Ming smiled and apologized, but his body was still moving dishonestly.

This night seems to be extraordinarily long.

Wait until the next morning.

Gentle suddenly woke up from the dream. At the moment of consciousness returning, I only felt that my limbs and five bones were aching.

Yin Ming's sleep was always light. After noticing her movement, he immediately woke up.

"Is it still uncomfortable?" asked Yin Ming with concern.

Wenya didn't look angry when she saw the culprit.

"Now you know you care about me? What did you do last night?" Wenya handed him a white eye.

Knowing her mistake, Yin Ming rubbed her waist with a guilty face.

After a full week in country m, they both planned to go home.

Yin Ming now says that there is still this company to manage underground. It's actually very rare to be able to offer it for such a long time this time.

Before leaving, they went to the park in the center of the city to feed pigeons.

Yin Ming saw her having fun, touched her hair and said in a warm voice, "I'll buy you water. You wait for me here for a while."

He nodded gently, ignored him at all, and said perfunctorily, "I know, then go quickly."

"Do you like it? When you're well, I'll buy you a pigeon and keep it at home."

Wenya was feeding the pigeons when she heard a low and pleasant voice nearby.

She turned her head and saw a beautiful young man in a wheelchair a few steps away.

The voice was made by the handsome man who accompanied the young man.

The handsome man, dressed in a suit, is as tall as an international famous model and has a handsome face. It's hard to open his eyes.

At the moment, he was bending down and whispering to the people in the wheelchair.

Although the young man in the wheelchair also has a good appearance, his face is pale and looks... Like weak and dying at any time.

"I like it, but I'm afraid I'll be able to raise it in my next life." the young man smiled at the corners of his mouth.

"Who said, you will have a chance to raise it. As long as you get better quickly, Xiao Han, you will get better."

Jiang Han smiled and shook his head at him: "Chang Yi, I have accepted the ending."

"Bullshit ending." Lu Changyi scolded low and frowned: "didn't I say that? I will cure you."

Jiang Han reached out to caress his eyebrows and jumped over his topic: "well, I know, but you promised me not to frown again."

"So, come and give me a smile?" Jiang Han teased him.

Lu Changyi's face was torn by him, and a smile came out of his serious face.

It's just that the smile looks worse than the cry.

Jiang Hansong opened his hand and squinted at the pile of pigeons walking or eating in front of him, with a peaceful look.

Wenya overheard their conversation and looked at the bloodless face of the young man in the wheelchair and the back of his hand full of needle marks.

Even if you don't use your brain, you can know the situation of the young man.

"Let's go back." not far away, Jiang Han said softly, "if you don't go back to the hospital, take me home."

Lu Changyi refused without thinking: "no, you can't live without a doctor."

"Chang Yi, I don't want to die in the hospital." Jiang Han's eyes were full of pleading: "I want to go home and let's sit under the flower rack in the yard, okay?"

"Jiang Han!" Lu Changyi yelled, "do you know what it means if we go back now?"

It means that he will completely give up the last hope! It means that his life may come to the end at any time!

"Chang Yi, stop deceiving yourself and others." Jiang Han said, "I have no hope at all. In the last time, I don't want to give it to the cold hospital."

"Please." Jiang Han said sadly, "let me die in the place I miss most, okay?"

Lu Changyi was silent, his hands clenched into fists, and his expression was patient and painful.