Qianqiu Wandai

"Yan Bingyun, promise me that you will never put yourself in danger again..." Wan Dai took off his blood-stained clothes with difficulty, touched his feverish body, and tears stopped. It couldn't stop sliding down, dripping on him.

Yan Bingyun raised his hand to wipe away her tears, and half-jokingly said that her tears burned his wound.

"Yan Bingyun, please be serious, okay! I'm telling you the truth!" She didn't believe in those vows of eternal love on TV before, but she didn't understand until she was in the same situation. Knowing things, just like she feels his heartbeat now, so that's good.

The corners of Yan Bingyun's mouth turned up, and he suddenly took Wan Dai's hand and pulled her into his arms, "How serious do you want to be..." He moved closer little by little, even the temperature of his breathing changed...

Wan Dai felt sorry for his injury, so she pushed him away helplessly, and interrupted, "You, do you want some water..."

"I want you!" Yan Bingyun sealed her acupuncture points unexpectedly, leaned over and bullied her...

She didn't understand that a patient with scars all over his body and a high fever would be so powerful and frightening, he was not at all compared to the gentle and gentle Mr. Yan in front of others, but more like a ruthless thief.

"You have a fever, you can't... like this..."

Her whole body is not in control but she is very sensitive, being indexed by Yan Bingyun all the way, hunting inch by inch, like a bolt of lightning exploding in her chest, the torrential rain finally made her involuntarily say, "Don't do this, I won't like..."

"Then tell me who you are...I'll give you what you want...what you like..." Was he doing it for Wumeng, or just looking for a more suitable reason? close to her...

unknown...

"Yan Bingyun, are you testing me?!" She lost her mind and was about to blurt out, but what she was hiding was not the answer he wanted, and Yan Bingyun used this method to her now, it is really despicable Dirty!

Wan Dai tried her best to endure his provocation, and her anger dropped from fanaticism to freezing point. Even so, **** still put her at a disadvantage. Yan Bingyun only sent two fingers, and her blood flowed backward instantly, swelling from toes to overhead...

"Yan Bingyun, you are shameless! I hate you!" The more she scolded him, the crazier she became. It seemed that this kind of answer was his most satisfactory answer, but Yan Bingyun was in (some indescribable omission of a few words) ) moment, just one sentence, 'I'm sorry' offset all her resentment...

Back and forth, his undeniable strength made her realize what pain and joy are, countless small and subtle beads are constantly rolling and jumping in the body...repeated from dark to dawn, dubbed as punishment name, the name of love.

Yan Bingyun folded all his poorly expressed words and melted them into her world. In that hoarse voice, the arrival of touching the soul was only to listen to the most beautiful melody, the trembling heartbeat because of him... so shocking.

Wan Dai hasn't noticed the new calligraphy and painting on the wall. Someone wrote two sentences, "The mountains and the sea are far away, the lights are dimmed, I don't know who dreams, and I look at the drunken stars." '

Right now, she thinks, it's a good time...