"Have you thought it through?" he asked hoarsely, whether he wanted to scream.

With his palm touching her soft hair, he leaned closer and whispered, "I want you to know that I am not a child, I am a man."

If you are a man, you will have desires | Da.

He has desire for her | Hope.

The scorching lips slowly and slowly pressed down. Lin Yitong thought about struggling at a certain moment, and even struggled in movements. His thin wrist was strongly grasped by him and pressed against the side of his head. His crimson thin lips continued to press down, almost pressing against her.

Her chest was undulating violently, but in the end she forced herself to calm down. Because she really felt that he belonged to a man. Even if she held the scalpel for several hours, she would not be as soft as the calluses that he had been grinding with the gun for a long time. His tight muscles were emitting heat, and he had a possessive desire.

A trace of sweat oozed out of his side face, but Lin Yitong suddenly calmed down and looked at him.

The gaze was too hot, burning his scalp to a numbness. Ye Xiao raised his eyes slightly, and the eyes of a storm brewing in the depths, staring at her eyes close up.

"Don't you struggle?" He sprayed heat between his lips.

"I was wrong," she said with a pale face, but bravely admitted, "I used to treat you as a child. You are a person with flesh and blood. You expressed your emotions, but I only thought you were making trouble."

Good. Very good.

She finally understood.

Ye Xiao's intact palm reached into his neck, rubbed into her hair, and rubbed his fingertips through the delicate skin behind her ears. Her hands were released, and she drooped her eyelashes and rubbed her wrist fearfully. But his breath was already very close.

"What kind of feelings do you have for me?" He wanted to know the truth, to see if he could accept it.

"Relatives." She said softly. The watery eyes under her slim eyelashes quietly swept the two of them close to ambiguous postures. There shouldn't be such a kind of out-of-line relationship and movement between relatives.

"You mean I'm like your brother?" Ye Xiao smiled bitterly, his chest was filled with soreness and pain, and he almost couldn't breathe.

"No," her little face turned a little bloody on her face, and she nodded in a daze. "Sometimes it looks like, but sometimes you are more mature than me and can remind me of many things."

Ye Xiao nodded, hugged her tightly, and said "um" in a low voice.

The breath gently spread on her face, as if following the outline of her little face, and murmured in a hoarse voice: "You are not as indestructible as you seem. You are very weak, but relying on hatred to support your stubbornness. You are prone to verbal disputes and prone to getting stubborn. Someone must force you to come out. I know you very well, right?"

She was terrified.

But Ye Xiao was right, and she felt that this boy was no longer courting like a beloved toy. He knew a lot of things, far beyond her imagination.

"You are sighing how I know so much?" He approached, his thin lips almost touching her breath, "I already understood this since I started changing my mouth to call you one day."

"But at that time, your mind was completely led by him. You didn't have the energy to look at me more," he explained.

It was clearly a calm tone, and the sadness and pain that came out of the hoarseness seemed to penetrate into her heart through the heat.

Only then did Lin Yitong slowly, slowly, relax her whole body completely.

"You deserve a better person." Her voice was hoarse but she was awake. She knew that Ye Xiao was truly growing up. At least, he could use his seemingly strong method to make people listen to his words.

Ye Xiao sneered. He finally hugged her once, but he didn't want to let go. His voice was trembling with a few traces of trembling, and his thin lips covered her ear: "...Nonsense."

——It’s another argument like “you are really good”. If he is really that good, why don’t she want it?

The tiny man was already calm and calm, but his eyes were a little desolate, and he said softly: "I am indeed not good enough. Ye Xiao, you can understand so much. I can only prove that you are really in love, but I can't respond. I love someone, that person is in my bones and can't be dug out. That emotion has nothing to do with what I have experienced, and it has nothing to do with whether I hate him or not. I can't live without this person."

If she really leaves, she will die.

Ye Xiao's whole body became stiff. It turned out that what Huo Siran said to him today was not alarmist. His words were engraved in her bones.

"What about the things he did to you?" Ye Xiao said the last sentence with a low voice, his voice lowered, hoarse, "Tongtong, where is your kidney?"

Her round nose tip was smooth and flawless, and her eyelashes flashed a few times, and she replied, "That's what I have to do with him."

In the quiet atmosphere, Ye Xiao's broad palm held up her little face, facing his stoic and resolute face. It took him a long time to slowly withdraw his palm, support him on the wall beside her, and look down at her from a high point.

After a while, he pulled the corner of his mouth and smiled bitterly, retreated, and walked away with a bit of indescribable depression.

Lin Yitong leaned against the wall for a long time.

After a while, she got up and rubbed her wrists that were clenched downstairs. Ye Xiao no longer knew that he had gone there.

She brushed away the thoughts in her mind, picked up Xiao Taotao, smiled and told him to say goodbye to his aunt and uncle, and took him out of the Ye family.

……………………

After she handled those things, she returned to the hospital again.

I got off the taxi and walked directly to the ward without changing my clothes.

The cold wind made her face flush. She didn't wear gloves. She clenched the keys of the house and stuffed them into her pocket. She hurriedly went to the ICU ward area of ​​the inpatient department.

As soon as she opened the door, she originally thought she could see him lying on the hospital bed or standing in front of the window, but she didn't expect that the ward would be empty and nothing.

There are footsteps behind me.

Lin Yitong turned her head and saw Huo Siran standing not far away, holding her cell phone, as if she had just contacted someone. The light and dark emotions in her deep eyes made her unable to understand what it was.

"Where did you go?" she asked with her chin raised.

"Check it up?" His thin lips spit out these two words, and his tone was filled with a faint provocation.

"Yes, it's just a round." She really cooperated with him in acting.

Hosran pursed his thin lips lightly, walked forward with a tall figure, stopped, and spoke slowly: "Don't you check it closer?"

He would not tell her that at night, the committee said that he was here to talk about things, but he was absent-minded. Thinking about Ye Xiao's performance in the restaurant that day, he was very worried about her situation at the Ye family, so he interrupted him almost halfway through the short time, took out his coat, and drove to the Ye family. It was not until he saw her coming out safely and getting into Staff Li's car that he felt at ease.

Her watery eyes trembled suddenly, and everything that happened at night surged up.

She ran towards him suddenly, and she tiptoed and hugged Huo Siran's neck tightly-

There was a dull sound of "bang", and the pain invaded her arms with the warm heat. Hosran bowed to greet her, so the two of them got closer.

She didn't say a word, twisting her body desperately to rub her neck.

Huo Siran, who had been abstinent for too long, was instantly moved and could not withstand such procrastination, but more of it was that she realized that something was buried in her heart - she might have been wronged when she went to see the boy of the Ye family. Thinking of this, her strong body suddenly faded, and her intact right arm suddenly picked her up, and her deep eyes were in a turbulent mood and walked into the ward. He had no habit of staying in the corridor to give people appreciation.

"Bang!" With a sound of silence, the petite man hugged him tighter. Hosran hugged her to the hospital bed, and struggled to squeeze some space from her tight arms, kissed her in the face. When she put her whole body down, the lingering kiss did not stop, and still stayed on her face. The overwhelmed body pressed her tightly and finely, and with a trace of stubborn kiss, she fell sexyly on every inch of the low area of ​​her little face. She did not hide, but instead met her. After this night, she felt that she was filled with the breath of others, and she wanted to pull off the windbreaker and throw it away.

"Um..." She wanted to get up and drive the belt of the windbreaker, but his big palm pressed her down without saying a word, held her lips, and pulled the belt apart with a casual hook finger. The buttons of the windbreaker were unbuttoned one by one, and the big palm was inserted into it, peeling out the cleanest and most enthusiastic little thing.

Lin Yitong was in a state of distraction, and she held his neck and pressed her on her body.

Huo Siran kissed her face and her neck tactfully. The hot and hot breath spread from the middle of her eyebrows to the lips. The damp tongue swept through her earlobes, leaving sexy water stains. Every inch of her neck was captured by him. When the kiss was very strong, she screamed out slightly, and there must have been traces.

The big hand moving around her waist was even stronger, and her muscles and bones seemed to be broken. He moaned with his lips in his mouth and trembled violently.

She felt enough, and her little hand pressed against his chest.

Unexpectedly, Hosran didn't feel enough. He clasped the back of her head and pried open the gap of her shy teeth, stretched in, and stirred up a storm.

This is enough to look like his Hosran's character. She only has a maple leaf, but he gave her the whole maple forest. No matter whether she can accept it or not, or whether she can bear it. His fanaticism is incomparable.

So until she was panting after being kissed, her windbreaker was rubbed pitifully under her, his big palm covered the edge of her most sensitive area, and when she was hot, her little hand suddenly grabbed him, and she called out "S"

However, he was shocked suddenly, and the fiery passion slowly stopped. His fingers wandered a few times on the edge of the forbidden area, slowly reluctantly.

"What's wrong?" he asked softly.

Something was wrong with her today.

Lin Yitong lay under him, calmed down and shook her head. Now, nothing happened.

"Do you want to sleep? Or continue?" This is her hospital bed, where she rests at night, but if she wants to continue, he will definitely satisfy her.

Lin Yitong's face turned red when she heard this, and she couldn't see it in the dark, but Hosran could feel the heat, and she bowed her head and rubbed her gently, not allowing her to escape. She hid, but couldn't dodge, and was angry and bit her little mouth gently at the junction of his jaw and neck. A little pain, she could feel that a charming curve appeared on the corner of his handsome mouth.

"Sleep." She made a choice.

"Well," he heard this, but he still refused to let her go. After a while, he said in a deep voice, "If I encounter such a thing again in the future, I don't have to think that I am wronged alone. Where did he touch you?"

Lin Yitong's heart tightened, her forehead was wet and she hugged his neck.

"Nothing, I'm just a little uncomfortable." As long as I go over, I won't think about it anymore.

Hosran bent over and hugged her gently, and said softly: "That's it, do you want to lie to me that Taotao was the child you gave birth to another man?"

——She is sure that she can withstand touching others? Even if it is a moment?

Her watery eyes lit up suddenly, and she looked at him like she woke up from a dream: "When did you know?"

She didn't remember that he had knocked it out. Instead, in order to prove her innocence for four years, he was drugged in the middle of the night and went there to drink and go crazy.

Hosran didn't want to explain, but his deep eyes suddenly became doting and gentle, staring at her, kissing her lips again, gently tossing and lingering.

It's also strange that she used to be afraid of something happening. When she wanted to turn big things into small things, Hosran would always domineeringly amplify those things, so that one day she would not dare to say anything to him, dare not confess or resist, but now it's different-

For some reason, but she was sure that he would listen to her, at least respect her, and care about anything.

"Stay well in the hospital these two days. Someone nearby will protect you, so don't go out easily." Finally, in the midst of her sleepiness, Hosran suddenly said to her.

What?

Her watery eyes woke up, rubbed his shirt in a mess, and asked, "Why?"

"Ren has trained troops similar to death soldiers, and is probably scattered around Kyoto. Although it is uncertain news from the inside, it is better to be careful." He gently touched her ear, "Remember?"

She really heard a cold sweat, but strangely, she was not afraid of those in his arms.

"I'm not afraid," she said honestly.

He raised his eyes and stared at her. Did she think she was an iron man?
To be continued...