On the special skills of getting to the same table

In a certain room on the 19th floor of Mayor Z Changlan Hotel, two bodies on the bed are constantly changing positions.

Her vision blurred, she lost her mind, as if she had fallen into a boundless illusion, Wen Jin pressed her hands weakly on the chest of the person whose head was buried in front of her, "Go down for me."

The tragic loss of a place behind him was undoubtedly a sharp pain. After all, it was the first time for the two of them. Although they had watched some shameful movies together before, neither of them had a real fight.

Wei Shengxun lowered his head and kissed Wen Jin who was under him, his delicate and gentle cheeks were already covered with a layer of light sweat.

The dark orange night lights in the hotel, and the messy and wrinkled sheets under the two of them all added a bit of ambiguity, and made people feel a little more angry.

What Wei Shengxun dislikes the most in his life is watching Wen Jin wronged himself. He feels that such a good person should be cared for in the palm of his hand, not suffer.In this world, anyone is qualified to hurt Wen Jin, except Wei Shengxun. Wen Jin is like the last glimmer of light in Wei Shengxun's life, when it goes out, there will be no more.

"Wei Shengxun, why are you listening to me like that, you want to take off your trousers halfway up?" He hooked Wei Shengxun's back of the neck, and bit Wei Shengxun's rhomboid lips.

He reached out his hand to turn off the night light that was in the way, and the night outside the glass window was filled with the bustling neon lights of City Z, and he entered the panting room through the veil between the curtains.

Outside the window, neon lights flicker and there is a lot of traffic, and inside the window, it is happy and hot.

The driving skills are not good, and the result of driving blindly is that the next day, both of them are in the hospital.

"Hello, I want to go to the anorectal department, thank you." Wei Shengxun politely handed Wen Jin's medical insurance card to the person who paid the fee, and saw the eyes of the people around him, and they all looked behind him frequently.

His back is fine, he has neither anal fissures nor hemorrhoids, thanks.

There are quite a lot of people who register by themselves, but there are very few people who register manually. After thinking about it, there may be no such thing as manual registration in the hospital.

Although self-registration would have a stronger sense of privacy, Weishengxun felt sorry for Wen Jin, so he took Wen Jin's medical insurance card to register manually, which would save a lot of time.

Under the eyes of everyone, Wei Shengxun left the registration desk, and found Wen Jin who was pale at the elevator entrance, "Blame me, it must be very painful."

With a ding, the elevator door opened, and after the people in the elevator had finished walking, Wei Shengxun put his hand on the crack of the elevator door, and told him softly, "Go in slowly."

Seeing Wei Shengxun's careful movements, Wen Jin's heart warmed up, just like spring water returning to the river.There is an infrared sensor on the side of the elevator door, and it will not close the door when there is an object blocking it. Wei Shengxun just thought that Wen Jin had an injury behind him. If he walked faster, the wound would naturally be pulled and it would be very painful, so he thought With such a method, let him walk slowly.

Pressed the elevator button and the door close button on the 12th floor, and stretched out his hand to support Wen Jin's elbow. When the elevator went up, he would feel overweight. He was afraid that Wen Jin would feel uncomfortable during this time.

When the door opened, Fu repeated the previous action.It's just that there are indeed a lot of people looking at the anorectal department. Looking at the number in their hands, the two came early, but they were also ranked at number 33.

Even if this patient takes 5 minutes, he will have to wait for two hours and 10 minutes, which is 160 minutes, or [-] seconds.

Now when it's Wen Jin's turn, he will be hurt to death.

The two stood against the wall, Wei Shengxun felt the T-shirt behind him being pulled lightly, looked down at Wen Jin, who was half a head shorter than him, lowered his pretty eyes, and asked in a warm voice, "What's the matter?" ?”