"Don't your feet hurt?" Some of the inexplicable emotions and a flamboyant gaze fell on Wen'an's feet.

In my mind, she was suddenly out of control because of his injury.

"I forgot..." Wen An's face turned red unconsciously with awkward smile.

Not only that, the whole person seemed to be fixed and could not make any movements.

Zhang Yang squatted on the ground and gently took off the messy gauze on her feet.

"Fortunately, I gave me the room card and I'll get the medicine to apply it again."

I breathed a sigh of relief and reached out to ask Wen'an's room card.

"It's on the bedside table in my room." Wen'an's face turned red and took out the room card from his pocket. Wen'an's face was almost ripe tomatoes.

"Huhuhu, Huhuhu, Anshu, be more aware, don't embarrass you!"

While Zhang Yang went to get the medicine, Wen An patted her cheek that was about to ignite her emotions. When Zhang Yang came back with a pack of medicine, her emotions were basically controlled.

"When you go to bed at night, don't touch it, don't touch it, don't touch it. If you apply medicine for another two days, you will basically be scabbed."

Finally finished the processing, Zhang Yang washed his hands and moved Wen An to the light wheelchair before he had time to speak.

"Brother Zhang Yang, I, I..."

Seeing that there was no further topic between the two, Wen An tightly clutched the corners of the conservative cartoon pajamas on her body with both hands, and was very nervous.

"What's wrong? Where else is there to feel uncomfortable?"

Frowning slightly, Zhang Yang asked with a good temper.

He was already ready to go to bed. After a little trouble, it was almost eleven o'clock. Thinking of tomorrow's plan, Zhang Yang pushed Wen'an to take her back to her room.

"Brother Zhang Yang, I, I'm scared!"

Wen Anwan simply stopped looking at his expression, closed his eyes, looking tragic and desperate.

"The man has been taken away by the police." After pausing for half a minute, Zhang Yang spoke slowly.

"I know, I am, I was almost caught by him before, I, I'm a little scared..."

"What do you want?" Zhang Yang felt helpless when he looked at Wen An intently.

"Me, can I live on your sand? Brother Zhang Yang, don't worry, I sleep very peacefully and will definitely not affect your rest."

"..." The forehead twitched unconsciously, making Zhang Yang feel like he was shooting himself in the foot.

"Wen'an, I'm a man, a normal, strange man, do you understand? Do you think it's appropriate for you to live in my room like this?"

He pinched his eyebrows, which were beating rapidly, and persuaded him patiently.

However, it was obvious that Wen An did not appreciate his kindness.

"Brother Zhang Yang is not a stranger. You have helped me many times. I know you are a good person."

"Don't, I'm not a good person, and now a person is not a compliment. Helping you is just a simple task, not everyone who helps you is sincere."

The girl was quite irritable and couldn't explain it, Zhang Yang was about to be irritable.

"I...Brother Zhang Yang, I'm really here for a night. I, I don't do anything. I'm afraid of sleeping alone..."

Wen'an's voice was already crying.

"!" You do nothing? What I worry about is that I can't help but conditioned reflexes!

He hasn't met a woman for almost two years, and suddenly there is a lively woman in the room. What should he do if he is confused in the middle of the night?

"I'll just sit and sleep like this." Without waiting for him to continue, Wen An had moved to the sand of the pair, curled up his legs, and went in with grievance.

"..." Did he agree? Why did things happen until now?!

"Go to bed early. I have some things to deal with tomorrow. If it goes well, I will return to Beijing the day after tomorrow."

He grabbed his head irritably, Zhang Yang turned around and entered the bathroom, and then realized that there were more people in the room. When he turned around and closed the door, he actually saw Wen An's enthusiastic gaze.

"!" Zhang Yang really felt like shooting himself in the foot.

Until he came out of the bathroom, Zhang Yang still didn't understand why this happened.

"You go to bed." Although it was helpless, letting a woman sleep in the sand and sleep on the bed by himself was not a gentleman's job.

"No, no, Brother Zhang Yang, you go to bed. It's just right for me to fall asleep. You have long legs and can't sleep."

After Wen An finished, he turned his heart and closed his eyes, as if I was already asleep.

"..." Zhang Yang's mouth twitched, but nothing happened.

If you continue, this girl will probably be able to enter the house, but she will go to bed.

This is not what he wants to see.

"No, save me, Brother Zhang Yang, save me..."

I was confused and suddenly heard Wen'an's request for help, Zhang Yang, who was leaning against the head of the soft bag, woke up in vain.

With the hazy moonlight, I happened to see the woman huddled in the sand struggling violently.

She looked very painful, frowned and looked horrified.

Obviously, she was having a nightmare.

Moreover, the source of the nightmare is exactly what happened at night.

"..." He pinched his eyebrows and felt that he had accumulated so long that he was almost exhausted.

"Well..." He raised his eyes again, the woman on the sand had already rolled to the ground.

Fortunately, there were thick street stalls in the hotel rooms, which did not hurt.

Therefore, Wen An, who was trapped in a nightmare, did not wake up and was still struggling uneasy.

"Hey, Wen'an, wake up, wake up..."

Zhang Yang got up helplessly and came to the sand, patted Wen'an's face, and whispered.

"Brother Zhang Yang, save me..." Wen An's struggle had turned into tears, low and aggrieved tears.

A drop of hot tears fell on Zhang Yang's hand that slapped her cheek, instantly causing his hand to shrink.

It was not that there was no woman crying by his side, nor that it was the first time he had encountered a strange liquid like tears, but it was the first time that Zhang Yang felt burned inexplicably.

"Brother Zhang Yang..." The person who was originally crying with grievance actually rolled over unconsciously and hugged his hand that seemed to be unconscious.

"Wen'an?" I don't know if the night is too drowsy, nor do I know if he is too lonely and depressed recently. In short, Zhang Yang took action to pick up the person who was curled up on the ground and sleeping in his clothes.

The night is silent, especially when the heartbeats are counting.

On the hotel's wide bed, Zhang Yang leaned against one side and pillowed with his arms in one hand. No matter what, he was sleepless.

Nothing else, just because on the other side of the bed, I don’t know what a girl is mumbling.

"..." Perhaps it was because of his entanglement that affected the sleeping person. Wen An, who was very honest when she slept, moved over out of instinct.

Under the thin silk pajama pants, the long and tender legs were unconsciously placed on Zhang Yang's body. The touch with a hint of coolness made Zhang Yang instinctively breath.

"Hiss..." The person in his sleep was not satisfied with this blind date through the fabric skin. He muttered, and his slender legs rubbed back and forth, which almost made Zhang Yang unable to control himself.

In any case, he is a normal man, a normal man who was originally fickle and sleeping in the willows.

Such friction was undoubtedly challenging his tolerance limit, and the two people in his heart also began a fierce debate.

Let's eat it, and it's delivered to your door. There's no reason to let it go, right?

No, no, from the day he understood his feelings, he swore that he would never touch any woman again. He had been persisting for so long and could not just waste all his previous efforts.

Forget it, it’s impossible to get along with Minmin anyway, why not let yourself go and enjoy it happily?

No, no, even if it wasn't for Minmin, he wouldn't want to continue to be so confused. Who knows if God will pity him and when will he meet someone he really likes?

Without other women, you will never be able to get out of the lost secret love in the past. Only by completely cutting off your own way of retreat can you have the opportunity to move forward.

It seems that it makes sense. Wen'an looks pretty good, why don't you give it a try?

No, he can't be so beastly. Wen'an is a very good girl, he can't treat her like this.

...

...

After a night of entanglement, Zhang Yang almost couldn't sleep all night. When Wen An finally stretched comfortably, Zhang Yang was suppressed by her all night, she inexplicably breathed a sigh of relief.

"Brother Zhang Yang?!" Wen An, who always felt something was wrong, turned his head and saw Zhang Yang's slightly sad beauty, and he was sober that he was so excited.

"Can you get up from me?"

I really looked at this girl before, looking at her thin and thin, but I didn't expect that she would really be so heavy that she could not feel her whole body being suppressed by her.

"Oh, oh..." Wen An, who had just realized the current situation, was in a hurry to climb off Zhang Yang.

result.

"hiss……"

"hiss……"
To be continued...