There Are Always Lovers Killing Each Other For Me

Early in the morning the next morning, Tang Wenheng came carrying the breakfast, pushed the door open, and immediately turned around to hold his breath.

Yao Yao exclaimed and quickly got into the quilt.

Tang Wenheng closed his eyes, and the picture he just saw stayed stubbornly in his head, unwilling to leave.

Her shirt was half unraveled, revealing a large white back, and gauze was attached to her shoulder.

He took a deep breath and asked in a dumb voice: "Are you... alright?"

Yuyao arched his head into the bed, hesitated for a long time, and then said in a mosquito-like voice: "Please call me a nurse."

He quickly turned around and asked, "Where is it uncomfortable?"

"No." Yaoyao protruded half of his red face from the bed and shook his head. "My underwear button is open, my arm hurts, I can't buckle myself."

Not uncomfortable.

Tang Wenheng breathed a sigh of relief, but the brain followed her words and remembered the picture just now.

He swallowed, put the breakfast down, looked at the busy nurse, hesitated for a long time, and then returned.

"The nurses are busy."

Suddenly hesitated, hesitantly said: "Otherwise don't deduct it?"

"Aren't you going to see Ayan for a while, how can you get out without pulling your underwear?" he asked.

Sitting back and forth, I sat back, turned around, untied the sick suit, and trembling: "Then... then please help me button it up."

He "hmm", bent over and stood by her bed, carefully picked up the two straps, not daring to breathe hard, afraid of blowing on her snowy back.

He tried it several times before barely buttoning it up, and when he finished it was sweaty in the palm of his hand.

"I brought breakfast and after dinner we will go to see Ayan."

Tang Wenheng has learned good cooking skills for so many years abroad. Although he can't keep up with Dai Shuyan's talent, he is also stronger than the average person. He carefully cooks porridge and side dishes, which is much more delicious than the big pot rice in the hospital.

Dai Shuyan was in the intensive care unit and could only visit from outside. The doctor said that the patient's current condition was fairly stable and did not deteriorate. He could be delivered to the general ward after the dangerous period.

Yao Yao stood in front of the door and looked at the unconscious person through the glass, but he was thinking about what Pei Shu said last night.

Pei Shu is anxious to let himself lead Tang Wenheng to kill Dai Shuyan. Before Qu Zhengming and Qu Jingzi, he was so calm that he didn't intervene in his task at all, no matter who died in the end.

Why Dai Shuyan's turn was his time, he responded so eagerly.

She had already blamed her for this perverted game, and now forced him to do what he wanted.

She's partial!

She wants to know what secrets are hidden in Dai Shuyan.

During the period when Dai Shuyan was in a coma, because of the same goal and the same expectation, the relationship between Yaoyao and Tang Wenheng was progressing rapidly, and even people in the hospital asked if they were a couple.

At this time, Yaoyao blushed and shook his head, saying no, not mentioning that she was married.

Dai Shuyan has been transferred from the intensive care unit to the general ward, but he has been comatose, and there is no sign of sobriety. The doctor is also very strange. It stands to reason that he should be sober, but the human body is complex and full of changes. No one can say that there is nothing else. The problem can only be treated conservatively.

On this day, Tang Wenheng returned from the law firm, Yaoyao was cooking.

As soon as he entered the kitchen, he knew that it was for A Yan.

It's all nutritious and digestible, and it's made into a creamy shape.

He washed his hands to help.

Putting things in the pot, he couldn't help but call her.

Yaoyao turned his head and asked.

He hesitated for a long time, still unable to speak, "It's all right."

She washed her hands and left the kitchen. "Say something."

He suddenly pulled her into his arms, hugged her tightly, and quickly said: "I know that I am mean and shameless, Ayan is now in this situation, I even still miss his woman."

Yao Yao opened his eyes and looked at him in surprise.

Tang Wenheng smiled bitterly, "I wanted to catch Ma Fei and left, but now I can't leave in this situation. Looking at you every day, but I can't do anything, I'm going crazy."

He hugged her tightly, kissed her lips, and murmured: "Yao Yao, I must be crazy."

Regardless of her resistance, he pressed her palm to the back of her head and kissed her hard.

He missed it for so long, his desperate desire to suppress it, he wished to rub her into his body, and swallowed her in one bite.

Such crazy and terrible feelings, for no reason, just came out of thin air, almost driving him crazy.

Yaoyao struggled hard and had no effect at all, and was pressed onto the sofa by him.

She cried and begged him to stop, they couldn't be wrong again and again.

He doesn't care at all, the mistake has been made, there is no chance to make up for it, then the mistake is the end.

Yao Yao drew his hand and gave him a slap.

Her heart pounded and looked at him gaspingly.

Tang Wenheng stopped abruptly and hurriedly left her, grabbed her hair in pain, and said repeatedly: "I'm sorry, Yaoyao, sorry..."

With a trembling hand, he pulled out a cigarette and lighted it several times before lighting it. He took a hard sip and tried to calm down the feeling of collapse.

Cigarettes burned one by one, and the house quickly became a smoky fairyland.

The taste is choking, Yao Yao couldn't help but cough.

He quickly extinguished half of the cigarette in his hand and stood up and opened the window to ventilate.

"Sorry, get used to it, if you don't like it, I won't smoke."

Yao Yao looked at the half ashtray in the ashtray and whispered: "It's too dangerous for you to smoke like this."

He smiled bitterly: "I'm used to it, I can't change it."

But he said just now that if she doesn't like it, she won't smoke in the future.

After a long silence, Yaoyao suddenly asked, "Do you not have a girlfriend? Why would you like me?"

Tang Wenxeng froze for a moment and returned: "I handed over one at school, and later divided it. This is something many years ago. As for why I like you, I don’t know. When I see you for the first time, I have It’s a strange feeling, just like... I’ve been in love for a long time, and I’ve been asking for it."

Yao Yao lowered his head and said softly: "When Ayan wakes up, I will tell him about the divorce."

He froze, turned to look at her innocently, and after a while he asked blankly, "What did you just say?"

Yao Yao ignored him.

He reacted, grabbed her wrist, and asked, "What did you say just now, say it again!"

Yao Yao didn't stretch, showing a faint smile.

Tang Wenheng felt like he was dreaming, but that sentence kept echoing in his mind. It was so clear that he heard it really, it was definitely not a dream.

He shook her hand slightly, saw the smile on her face, and suddenly took her back into his arms.

Yaoyao leaned against his chest, listening to the rapid and strong heartbeat in his chest, resting his hands on it, flexing his fingers gently.

Suddenly his face was lifted by him, and his mouth opened wide, before he had time to speak, he was blocked again.

Yao Yao was breathlessly kissed by him, pushing his hands weakly.

It took a long time for Tang Wenheng to leave with a gasp and hug her, laughing like a fool.

Waiting for Yao Yao to slow down, he bowed his head again, kissed her neck, and had delicate and charming earlobes.

Yao Yao was flustered by his kiss and quickly stopped him.

He didn't leave, kissed her eagerly, dumbly said: "Only kiss, don't do anything else."

Yao Yao is no longer blocked.

He hugged her, kissed back and forth, restrained, pious.

Like the last night of ecstasy, forbearance and madness.

Finally, he held her foot and kissed the enchanting red mole in her heart.

The hot breath rushed to the soles of the feet, itchy without itching, could not help laughing.

The ambiguous atmosphere was overwhelmed by her.

Tang Wenheng loosened her feet and smiled at her.

Yao Yao was in a trance, and he looked like he was dancing, and he didn't look like a person when he first saw him.

At that time, his eyes and brows were full of gloom, clearly a person who did not like to laugh.

Now it seems like a fool with no heart and no lungs.

It was very late, and he had been reluctant to leave.

What else did he say to see Ayan tomorrow, he had to drive over to pick her up, trouble.

Having said all this, what can Yaoyao say, pushed away Dai Shuyan's bedroom and said, "Then you can sleep here today."

Tang Wenheng frowned, leaned into her ear and said, "This is not so good, I have already robbed you, I can't grab his bed anymore."

Yao Yao was embarrassed and annoyed, and turned to go and was caught by him.

He prayed: "Can I sleep with you? You were awakened as soon as you fell asleep, and I didn't take a good look at you."

Yao Yao stared at him.

"Just sleep, do nothing else."

Yao Yao looked at him for a long while and reluctantly let him into his bedroom.

Tang Wenheng lay contentedly on her bed, surrounded by her breath from the body to the soul.

When she came out of the bath, his eyes changed immediately.

Yao Yao sat at the dresser and turned on the hair dryer. He was taken away by the man. He stood behind her and whispered, "I'll blow it for you."

Powerful fingers shuttled between the hairs, massaged the scalp by the way while blowing hair, and felt comfortable and lethargic.

Suddenly, he picked her up and exclaimed, and was put on the bed by him.

She grabbed the pillow and smashed him. "Did you say you didn't do anything?"

Tang Wenheng hugged her tightly, her heart beating eagerly.

Gasping: "Don't do it, let me hug."

Yuyao squeezed her lips tightly and was hugged in his arms. The hot breath touched her face. Instead of subsides, it became more and more intense.

Finally, she fell asleep in a daze, and the last impression was that he dumbfounded his name, over and over again.

The next day, the two went to the hospital. Tang Wenheng held her in one hand and carried the insulation box in the other.

The moment when the door was opened, Dai Shuyan smiled at him.