Quickly wear redemption, I am a professional!

Yan Ran threw half a bottle of mineral water into his arms, "Don't ask what you shouldn't ask."

Yan Ran had already spoken to such an extent, naturally no one dared to say anything.

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Yan Ran didn't fool around outside this time, and stayed in the dormitory honestly.

It was only nine o'clock in the evening, and Song Wenjing hadn't come back yet, so he should still be working part-time outside.

The dormitory access time is eleven o'clock.

After taking a bath, Yan Ran casually put on a loose pajamas, lay on the bed and played games.

It was nearly eleven o'clock when the door was pushed open.

The boy's figure was tall and tall, like a grown-up lion, imposing.

Yan Ran didn't take his eyes off the phone, and asked casually, "You're back?"

If Yan Ran raised his eyes at Song Wenjing at this time, he would definitely notice that something was wrong with him.

Song Wenjing's tall figure was almost leaning against the door, his expression was gloomy, his face was flushed, spreading all the way to his neck, the breath he exhaled was hot and quick, vaguely turning his cold and sharp eyes into red.

His chest rose and fell violently, and in his sight was the person lying on the bed.

The person lying on the bed really had no defense at all. He was lying carelessly, wearing loose pajamas and not buttoning them properly, revealing a large area of ​​cold white skin like a knotted flower.

He watched, just watched briefly, the scorching flames in his lower abdomen seemed to be extinguished for a short time, there was an indescribable feeling, and then what came to his face was more turbulent and intense.

When he looked over, it reached its peak.

Song Wenjing lowered his head almost in embarrassment, not wanting him to see him in such an embarrassment at the moment.

He staggered and rushed into the bathroom in a hurry, without even taking off his clothes, stepped into the bathtub, turned on the shower, and poured cold water on himself.

Before Yan Ran realized what happened, it was just such a sudden effort, he lost the game, cursed secretly twice, and raised his voice to the bathroom.

"Hey! What's the matter with you?"

There was no sound from the bathroom, only the sound of water hitting the floor and the splashing of water.

Song Wenjing gritted his teeth tightly, the smell of blood in his mouth, cold water irrigating his whole body, the temperature that had dropped slightly, became hotter and hotter after hearing Yan Ran's voice, and the medicinal properties became more violent.

He closed his eyes and said in a hoarse voice, "I'm fine."

Although Yan Ran could hear the strangeness in the boy's voice, since the other party had already said it was fine, she didn't ask any more questions and continued to play the game.

Until almost half an hour passed, except for the sound of water, there was still no movement in the bathroom.

It wouldn't take so long to take a shower, would it?

By then the skin has been peeled off.

Yan Ran put away her phone, got out of bed, walked to the bathroom door and knocked twice.

"Song Wenjing, have you finished washing?"

Quiet--

"Song Wenjing?"

Still quiet.

Yan Ran finally realized something was wrong, so he turned the door handle without knocking again. The door opened without being locked.

After taking such a long shower, there is no mist.

As soon as Yan Ran entered, he saw the mess in the bathroom.

Song Wenjing was soaked all over, and his muscles were clearly outlined by the wet clothes. His expression was still stiff, and his handsome face was a sickly red.

At the same time, his lips were very white and dry, almost peeling, and the light-colored blue veins on his neck looked very painful.

Yan Ran is also someone who has stumbled in this area. How could he not understand what is going on with him at this moment?

This situation is a bit embarrassing no matter what, she doesn't know whether she should go or not.

After a moment of silence, he asked hesitantly.

"Are you OK?"

Song Wenjing lowered his head and couldn't see his expression clearly.

Yan Ran had no choice but to get closer. She stretched out her hand and touched the boy's arm. The hot temperature almost burned his fingertips.

Song Wenjing was agitated by the warm touch, frowned fiercely, and shook off her hand directly, with a very obvious sign of resistance, and said coldly: "Don't touch me."

When saying this, Yan Ran didn't notice how hasty and unbearable the boy's swallowing was, his hands were shaking.

Song Wenjing couldn't stand up straight anymore, exposing her ugly appearance, she curled up subconsciously, her face was flushed, but cold sweat broke out, she gritted her teeth and said nothing, Yan Ran frowned even more when she saw this.

Although she didn't like to meddle in other people's business, it was impossible for her to watch Song Wenjing torture herself like this.

"I'll take you to the hospital."

After saying that, Yan Ran was about to stand up, but Song Wenjing grabbed her, her broad and rough palms were like soldering irons, and said with difficulty: "I don't want to go to the hospital..."

He looked a little painful, obviously so tall and big, he looked as helpless as a child.

Yan Ran had to admit that at this moment she softened a bit, leaned over and squatted in front of Song Wenjing again and said seriously: "Then what do you want?"

Song Wenjing bit the flesh in his mouth tightly, he was gasping for breath, his five fingers clasping Yan Ran's wrist were gathered together, his eyes were scarlet, and there was a wild beast that was about to go mad, but because his neck was locked by the chain, only Can struggle in vain.

"You...you stay with me..."

"Just stay with me..."

Yan Ran was stunned, never expecting to get such an answer.

In fact, Yan Ran could completely let it go, but in the end she didn't choose to stand on the sidelines, but chose to acquiesce to the boy's behavior.

In the quiet bathroom, apart from the sound of water flowing, it was Song Wenjing's panting.

He looked as if he was suffering, the veins in his neck were bulging, and the jawline was tense.

After a while, Song Wenjing asked in a hoarse voice, "Is there any smoke?"

Smoke——for Song Wenjing, it was like a tranquilizer, maybe it could make him breathe a little easier in such a bad environment.

At least, don't scare the person in front of you.

Of course Yan Ran did, but now...

"Let go first, I'll get it for you."

Song Wenjing didn't know if he heard her words clearly, instead of letting go, he even held on tighter.

The boy's Adam's apple kept rolling as he swallowed, as if he was extremely thirsty, and his messy hair blocked his vision.

The slender wrist was clutched in the palm, as warm and cool as white jade, which made him greedily want more.

No one knew how tightly he had to bite his teeth at this moment, so that he suppressed the urge to bite and lick.

Impulsive and reckless like a kid.

Song Wenjing felt that all the muscles in his body were trembling, and the sweat was oozing out twice as much, running down from his forehead and wetting his cheeks. He was alternating between hot and cold, almost about to explode.

He gritted his teeth, trying to swallow down the hungry begging in his throat.

There is another chapter coming later