He fell in love with the brain in the revenge script

Xie Shang was very hot.

Wen Changling kicked off the quilt.

He hugged her tightly: "Isn't it cold?"

"It's hot."

Because of the difference in body shape, almost the entire Wen Changling was blocked by Xie Shang. The surroundings were filled with his aura, which was his unique hormone, full of security and aggression.

The candles were out and the room was dark.

Wen Changling couldn't see Xie Shang clearly: "Xie Shang, turn on the light, I want to see you."

He said yes, placed his palms on her eyes, turned on the bedside lamp, and waited until she slowly adapted to the brightness before taking his hand away.

She looked at him through the light, and touched his hot ears with her hands around his neck.

"Long age."

He grabbed her hand and placed it on him.

She couldn't help but stroke his wound, and said gently and carefully, "You have to take the medicine well, and it will be better as soon as possible."

"it is good."

The medicine in Xie Shang's drawer was replaced by himself, and it was not antibiotics at all.

"There can be no further delay."

"it is good."

Xie Shang agreed to everything and listened to Wen Changling. Even if she asked him to pay for Ana's life now, he would fulfill her wish.

He wanted Wen Changling to get what he wanted, because he knew what it felt like to get what he wanted. At that moment, all his senses were satisfied, his body temperature rose, his blood circulated rapidly, and he would feel a sense of excitement that was on the verge of reaching the limit, but he would not Fear is more satisfying than being reborn after being pulled tight before falling.

He took her hand, intertwined their fingers, and raised it slightly.

He kissed her and opened the bedside drawer.

She heard the sound and opened her eyes: "When did you buy it?"

"You bought it the day after you asked me my wish for the first time."

"I don't want to use it."

"No."

Xie Shang held Wen Changling's lower back with his palms. Her body was almost suspended in the air, and her whole body was in his arms.I don’t know where the socks were kicked. The light came down from the upper left side, and the white insteps left shadows on the ground, shaking slightly.

Her thoughts are sometimes willful and crazy, she wants to be extreme, want to be stimulated, want to burn, want to be passionate, want to scream in the explosion, want to feel the critical point of life and death.

When she was young, some people said she was a genius, but she preferred to call herself a madman.

"I don't want to use it."

"Long age."

Even if she promised to meet all Xie Shang's requirements, Wen Changling was still the one who had more say between them. She only needed to call him: "Xingxing."

Xie Shang compromised: "Okay."

For a moment, Wen Changling raised his head and looked at the light with his hot eyes. He was extremely lost in the chaos, but there was still a trace of sobriety.

When Xie Shang was at his most passionate, he asked her: "Changling, do you love me?" She closed her eyes and hugged him tightly.

"do you love me?"

"Love."

It doesn't matter if she is tempted, besides love, there are other important things in her world that are more important than life.

Wen Changling didn't like to owe anyone, so Xie Shang added a scar to her, so she could return him a wish.

[Xie Shang, from now on, I will meet all your requirements. 】

However, she set a deadline.

*****
At 55:[-], the booths in the bar were still full.

"The last song tonight is for my friend. His birthday is today." On the stage, Gu Yihuan raised his hand, the ribbon on his wrist was flying, and he shouted, "I wish him a happy birthday and that he will get everything he wants."

The drum kit sounded first, then the bass, and an adapted birthday song pushed the atmosphere to the highest point...if the lead singer didn't speak.

In the booth, a man commented: "This singer lacks some meaning."

The man is an employee of the general manager office of Pamdow Company.

Today the general manager's office held an "orientation" for the new general manager. It has been a while since the new general manager took office, but Pamdow's reputation was in crisis due to the perfume incident a while ago. The matter has only been properly handled these days, so the department organized a party.This is already the third round. After dinner, singing K, and finally disco, it is completely a young person's way of playing, because the new general manager is young.

A female colleague answered: "The tone is good, but the singing skills are not good."

There was a colleague present who was a frequent visitor to the Aoting Bar. "He is the bar owner. I heard he is a rich young man. He opened the bar just to become a singer."

The male colleague who initially commented on the topic said in a somewhat derogatory and mocking tone: "Is the threshold for singers so low?"

The youngest general manager in the group, who had been silent until now, suddenly said: "He will be popular in the future."

The employees in the general manager's office all looked at the boss.

Pang Zijin looked at the beautiful woman on the stage who could withstand the lights of the bar. She smiled and said, "Because some people will praise him."

The male colleague looked confused: "Huh? Who praises him?"

"me."

The male colleague laughed awkwardly: "Mr. Pang really knows how to joke."

Mr. Pang wasn’t kidding.

Why is Mr. Pang socializing and drinking with employees so late at night? To bribe employees so that they can work hard and make money for her. Only when she makes enough money can she be praised as a singer, right?

*****
Xie Shang glanced at the time on his phone, it was 58:[-] in the morning.

He got up and went to the bathroom.The bathroom light was on and the door was open. Wen Changling heard footsteps and turned to look at the door.

"Did I wake you up?" She was wearing Xie Shang's pajamas, which didn't fit her well, and her trousers hung to the ground.

Xie Shang came over, squatted down, and rolled up her trousers.He stood behind her, put one hand around her waist, lowered his head naturally, and kissed the mark he left on her shoulder: "I wasn't sleeping at all."

There was a box of medicine on the sink, and Wen Changling was unpacking the medicine box.

Ms. Wen's deadline is not that short, and she still has a few more crazy chapters.
Ask for a ticket.

Good morning, fairies