Chapter 47 (1/2)

Yunche slept for a long time. He didn't open his eyes until midnight. There were several spotlights in the spacious room. The light was soft and not dazzling at all. The injury on his body had been cured. The clothes had also been changed into clean pajamas. When he was full of doubts, he turned his head and Xing Feng's sleeping face came into view. Yunche was in a reflective stupor, which reminded him that they had entered Southwest base, elder sister

Thinking of my sister, yunche, a carp, sat up and was about to get out of bed.

”Fuck What are you doing? Let go of me. ”

One arm suddenly reached out, held him by the waist and pulled him back. The undefended yunche fell on him. When did the open-minded Xing Feng raise his other hand and touch his cheek: ”it's still more suitable for you with full energy.”

In the morning, when he carried him back to his room, he fainted. He didn't even open his eyes to bathe him. If he hadn't breathed, he would have doubted whether he had belched.

”Bullshit, let go. I'm going to see my sister.”

It's the same as who is not fit for energy. Yunche rolls over his white eyes feebly, grabs his hand around his waist and breaks it off. However, instead of relaxing, Xing Feng hugs him more tightly: ”don't worry, the injury has recovered. We are giving her blood transfusion when we rest. The doctor has lost too much blood. She may wake up tomorrow, and then rest for a few days Just make it up. ”

Light powers are not omnipotent. Wounds can be cured, but blood that has been shed cannot be regenerated.

”Is it? That's good. ”

Hearing this, all the struggles of yunche disappeared in an instant. Obviously, he should be excited and excited. However, he seemed to be drained by others. The whole person could not lie back and lay on the bed in a large shape.

Xing Feng propped up his body and leaned against the head of the bed, glanced sideways at him. He felt for a cigarette and lit it to his mouth. Then he lit one for himself: ”what? Too happy to be silly? ”

”Well.”

It's rare that yunche didn't quarrel with him. He took a hard breath of cigarettes and slowly spit out layers of smoke rings. His elder sister, younger brother and Chenchen are both very important to him. When his younger brother becomes a zombie, he can bear the pain because his elder sister and Chenchen are there. But when his elder sister almost resists the fate and faces death, his world quickly collapses Today, my sister came back. Instead, he was a little indigestion. He couldn't think of anything in his mind. It was just a mess.

”Yunche, be my man.”

”Ha?”

After a long silence in the bedroom, the voice of Xing Feng suddenly rings, and yunche, who has almost recovered, turns his head in surprise: ”what do you say? Again, I didn't catch it. ”

Did he hear it wrong or did he say it wrong? He just said let him be his man? Wipe, this straight ball is also too direct. I don't think we can find another person who is more straight than him except for Xing Feng.

”Play dumb with me?”

His eyes swept over him. Xing Feng turned over to kill the cigarette butts. Suddenly, he grabbed his hands and pressed them on his head: ”you are not a man who can escape, are you? Being my man, you can only agree, you can't refuse. ”

He didn't say it casually. As early as they met for the first time, he was very interested in him. The second meeting undoubtedly made him more interested. Today's battle, he confirmed it thoroughly. His interest in him is not only simple appreciation. Although he never believed in what is called love, he is a very honest man to himself, Yun Che's kiss makes him feel very much. When he is strong, he will smile unconsciously. There is always a sense of pride in his heart. When he is sad, his heart is like being pinched by others. The bursts of throbbing pain tell him that he wants Yun Che to be his man!

“…… Is this a bully President? Don't say no, why don't you ask me? Will it be ok if I decide? ”

is not deceiving at all, but his attitude has made him unable to stop. He has seen many men who make complaints about love.

”I am the president, but I still need to attach myself?”

Pick eyebrows, Xing Feng bowed his head and bit his lower lip. The hot thin lips gently rubbed his red lips. Occasionally, the tip of his tongue would reach out and lick him. He wanted to hook up his lust. Yunche closed his eyes and looked at it. He took out his suppressed hands and held his head: ”enough, are we really old wives and husbands?”

A dead man, if he catches the chance, eats his tofu. At his speed, if he doesn't stop it, he will be eaten to the ground in a moment.