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There is no dream, it is like suddenly falling into darkness and now suddenly seeing light again.The bedside lamp was turned to just the right brightness, a little hazy in the dimness, thoughtfully protecting the eyes.

His throat was very dry and scalding, his neck might be bruised, and even a little movement would cause unbearable soreness. Coco propped herself up in confusion, and when she heard the sound of the iron chain shaking from far to near, the figure that made her inexplicably obsessed came leisurely amidst the noise of "crash la la la".

"Honey water, moisten the throat." A hint of surprise flashed in Wood's eyes, and he stepped up to Coco's side and handed him a water glass.The light-colored liquid sways slightly, like a faint light, giving people the illusion of warmth.

Coco raised his head a little dullly, his eyes fell on Wood's expressionless face, and then quickly moved away in a little horror.

"What time is it now? My phone..." Coco coughed uncontrollably before finishing her sentence. There was a faint smell of iron in her mouth, and her throat was a little itchy, a little astringent, and more dry and burning.

Wood watched her, sat down on the edge of the bed, and reached out to turn the bedside lamp brighter.

"Don't worry, I didn't poison you."

Coco looked at the water glass with an embarrassed expression. She didn't drink it not because she was wary of her, but because she didn't like the taste of honey since she was a child.

However, as long as it is what Wood wants, she will compromise.

Wood watched with satisfaction as Coco drank all the honey water slowly, took the cup from her hand and put it on the bedside table, then leaned forward and kissed those moist and sweet pink lips lightly.

Coco was shocked and inexplicable, her eyes widened and she didn't know how to react. The moment before, she wished to put her to death, and the cold killing intent made her feel lingering fear, but the next moment, she gently touched her lips , tossing and licking, extremely lingering.

"I hate cheating." Wood's kiss slid across Coco's cheek and landed next to his ear.

Coco trembled all over, subconsciously opened his mouth and said, "Isn't it..."

"I hate apologizing." The icy voice cut off the guilty words.

Although the words were indifferent, Coco found that Wood still maintained the posture of resting his head on his shoulder, and did not move away.Just this was already a great encouragement and temptation for Coco. She stretched her arms around Wood's slender waist nervously, and put her head on Wood's shoulder tentatively.

"Don't be sad." The neck is attached to the protruding collarbone of the other party, and the place where it hits is exactly where the iron chain strangles, and the pain is on the verge of breaking out.

Wood felt the body in his arms tremble slightly, and his heart couldn't help tightening, but the words he blurted out were unkind: "I hate comfort."

Coco didn't notice Wood's inconsistency, but was anxiously looking for something else to say. The sentence "hate" hurt her eardrums, and every time she heard it, her heart skipped a beat. back.

How can you hate me, I like you so much...

"Wood, I like you." A wronged but firm confession, if she couldn't believe it once said again, she would say it again, over and over again, until she was willing to face up to her love.

Wood closes his eyes and waits for the warm and sweet current in his heart to flow gently, the happy body circulation from the left ventricle to the right atrium, the joy is mixed with the pain of bereavement, right and wrong gains and losses, life and death, as if there is a destiny hidden in the dark , Don't be greedy, hold everything in your hands, and don't reach the moment of despair, there are still people who are worth cherishing around you.

Unstoppable grief, unstoppable love, two extreme emotions see-saw confrontation, no one can win or lose.All she can do at this moment is to tightly hug the person in her arms, she is the only one left, the only thing left.

"Coco, stay tonight."

He didn't expect to get a response, and it was a hint of temptation, Coco was stunned for a moment.

The delicate kiss gently landed on the neck intertwined with blue and purple bruises, extending inch by inch to the shoulder blades, and at the same time, the button of the jacket was loosened logically, one by one, and turned the shirt over, letting it flow slowly along the smooth arms. Slow down.

"No, don't!" Coco came back to his senses, and finally realized what Wood wanted to do, exclaimed in fright, and pushed away the body that was pressing on him.

Following her strength, Wood straightened his waist and sat upright, looking at her quietly, with no trace of joy or anger on his face.

Coco lowered her head and tightened her clothes, her hoarse voice showed a trace of despair: "Don't do this..." She sobbed, begging in an almost humble tone: "Don't do this to me, please...you still use iron strangle my neck..."

"If I strangle you, I'll be a murderer." Wood didn't understand why the little rabbit refused, yearning for platonic pure spiritual love?What about the out-of-control behavior at the hotel?

"You can hide my (cough cough) body, break it up and throw it into the sea or bury it somewhere no one will know." The more Coco said, the more frightened she became, her face turned pale with fright at the association map unfolding in her mind, And saddened by the cruelty and desperation I put on Wood.

The legendary persecution paranoia?The thinking of the little rabbit is too far from normal humans...

"You'd rather die than do it with me?" Wood didn't know whether he should be angry or laugh. The little rabbit said "like her" one by one. Which song did you sing?

Coco finally raised his head, with a sad expression, tears in his eyes, the dim light fell on his face, and his eyelids were swollen too horrible to look at.

"Wood, I know you hate me..."

Faced with this untrue cry, Wood was at a loss. He couldn't figure out where the little rabbit came to such a conclusion. As far as normal people are concerned, who would want to "do" things with an annoying object that a lover would do ?

"I don't hate you." Although human beings are not creatures that can communicate through language alone, what should be said must be clearly stated.

"Then I beg you, don't treat me like that... I really like you." Just the words "don't hate" made Coco burst into tears. After she hid such important things from Wood, After Wood mistakenly thought that she was cheated, she even said "I don't hate" to her. Coco thought, can she boldly assume that if the matter with her sister hadn't happened, Wood would like her a little bit?

Sighing nervously, Wood certainly knew that Coco's feelings were true, but she kept emphasizing, what was her intention?She touched the little rabbit's head, and asked again with a pleasant face: "You like me, but you don't want me to touch you?"

Coco bit her lower lip, tears rolled down her cheeks silently, the grief in her heart was endless and endless. Wood really couldn't stand it anymore, he stretched out his hand to pick up her chin, and slowly brushed his thumb along the arc of her lips, feeling sorry for her hurting herself indifferently, feeling sorry for her silently bearing everything with grievances.

"Be clear, why are you crying?"

"I...I..." Coco sniffed, trying to calm down, "I don't want a hug without love..."

Wood felt a shivering feeling of being drenched in cold water all over his body. It suddenly dawned on her that she had never uttered a single word of her heart from the beginning to the end. No wonder in her eyes, she just blindly accepted passively, unwillingly giving in, and embarrassing. compromising.Every time she told her she liked her, she just listened indifferently and never responded.

The aggrieved little rabbit even thought that she was going to punish her with a hug without love, take revenge on her, and humiliate her, that's why she cried so miserably, begging her pitifully not to continue.

Wood suddenly remembered the scene when he met Coco for the first time in the square. The startled pigeons fluttered into the air, and the fallen girl looked up in bewilderment, her expression full of helplessness.Light and shadow quickly passed over that delicate and pale face, and Wood saw those clear but blank eyes looking at him. The moment they looked at each other, everything was silent, the dust settled, and the road of destiny was instantly oriented, extending and paving Drive away and achieve today.

"If you don't want a hug without love, try to make me fall in love with you." Wood has never been in love, and he didn't know that love can be so painful.

Coco asked weakly: "I don't know what to do, Wood, what can I do to make you love me?"

"I'll teach you." She couldn't help but lick the tears off her face, it was slightly salty, and she had heard it a long time ago that if you fake crying, tears are tasteless.

This time, when Wood's fingers dexterously unbuttoned all the buttons on the clothes, Coco did not resist like before. Maybe she sensed something. There was indeed a trace of tenderness, even if it might be an illusion, she was willing to take a big gamble on it.

The cold fingertips touched the warm skin, and they raised their eyes in tacit understanding, and the tense and eager faces of the other party were reflected in the eyes.

I thought... you don't care.

I'm still thinking... how can I let you understand me.

It's hard to tell who is the first to kiss whom this time, it's not like the careful temptation before, but the hot and lingering touch.

The palm cut by the pieces of the porcelain cup was bleeding again at this moment, Wood leaned over to lick and kiss, and asked in a low voice, "It hurts, doesn't it?"

Miss Qianjin, who can't cook, has been pampered and loved since she was a child. I remember she once teased her that "ten fingers don't touch the spring water". Such slender and beautiful fingers are naturally suitable for playing the piano, not for her every day. Diesel, rice, oil and salt.

"It used to hurt, but it doesn't hurt now." Coco smiled shyly.

Wood loves her cute and shy expression so much that his whole heart turns into a pool of spring water, rippling softly.I couldn't help but want to tease her.

"I only know so much, and I don't know what to do next." Wood looked up innocently, looking at the little rabbit who blushed instantly in embarrassment.

"I... I know something..." The voice was weak and mosquitoes.

Wood blinked and asked with a meaningful smile, "Oh? You know?"

Coco wished there was a hole in the bed for her to get into. Wood's eyes were too hot, as if they were burning, which made her feel restless all over her body, and felt ashamed to death.

"I found some small movies on the Internet to watch..." Seeing Wood's smile getting bigger and bigger, the little rabbit quickly pulled the blanket on the side to cover his head completely, and transformed into a man with his head buried in the sand. ostrich.

Wood hugged her and laughed: "Then let's practice the theoretical knowledge you have learned now."

In fact, the words Wood used to tease Coco were not all lies. When it comes to male and female love, she roughly understands the process even if she hasn't really tried it, but she has never heard of the intimacy between women.

She knew that the sensitive and slender Coco was most afraid of pain, so she gave her the initiative. It was the first time for each other, and she didn't know the priorities, and she didn't want to hurt her again.

Fortunately, the previous injury was not a big mistake, and the cherished person was still in her arms, and she vowed to take care of her from now on—starting from tonight, from this moment, from this kiss.

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This scale...shouldn't be a yellow card, right? ?People are very CJ said.