He’s As Dazzling As The Stars

the other side.

Jing Yu opened the door and went in. The ward was extremely quiet. He could only hear the man's slight breathing, even with painful breathing.

She approached.

Looking at the man who was originally high-spirited, he was lying groggy on the bed at the moment, his heart aching. His face was pale, and there was no blood on his thin lips.

Jing Yu sat down by the bed, the man's thin lips lightly opened, and he moved. She leaned over to his lips, and heard the weak and broken "fish", her nose was sore, she couldn't hold back her tears, and hit his hand.

He seemed to feel it, and his eyes opened with difficulty.

At first, the godless eyes were out of focus, and gradually, they focused on the small dream-like face.

"Fish?" He seemed uncertain. The voice was dumb as soon as it was uttered. Jing Yu put his hand into his palm, his palm was cold, and a layer of cold sweat floated. As if feeling the heat, the corners of her lips curled slightly, clasping her hands weakly, and squeezing her hands tightly.

Jing Yu just sat quietly beside his bed, the doctor went in and out, changed his dressing, and checked his wounds.

There are many wounds on his body. In addition to gunshot wounds and knife wounds. This is not the first time he has been injured in front of him, but this time is much heavier than the last time.

and……

The last time I saw him hurt like this, her heart was more guilty and grateful. But this time, it was more painful.

She saw the pain of the wound, as if she felt the same.

Even, I wish I could bear all this for him.

After asking carefully about the situation, I felt more at ease after confirming that there was no life-threatening situation.

Until late at night, he was not completely awake, just half-dream and half-awake. As if worried about her disappearing, she occasionally opened her eyes, and when she vaguely saw that she was still there, she would close them again with peace of mind.

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The night is getting deeper.

Jing Rong was lying on the bed, flipping through his textbook. He hasn't attended class for a long time, but he doesn't want to fall completely. Wen Yanzhi recently found a tutor for him. He is smart and it is not difficult to keep up with the course.

Wen Yanzhi knocked on the door and pushed in directly. Jing Rong raised his head when he heard the sound, and met Wen Yanzhi's eyes.

"The servant said you have been looking for me today." Wen Yanzhi walked to Jing Rong's bed and sat down. Holding Jing Rong's textbook in his hand, he turned over, "How about it, can you keep up with your homework?"

"I haven't been looking for you." Jing Rong whispered back. The servant's words are a bit exaggerated. Where can I keep looking for Wen Yanzhi? It was just an exhortation.

Wen Yanzhi chuckled, "I knew you would respond to me like this. After all, what can I do for you?"

Jing Rong stared at him calmly, "My sister already knows that I am not abroad now. I can no longer hide this matter from her."

Wen Yanzhi was shocked for a moment.

Then he said relaxedly: "So that's what happened. It's easy to say, I just go and explain clearly to her. Tomorrow I will find her and bring her to see you."

Wen Yanzhi closed the book and threw it on the head of his bed, "Okay, what time is it, go to bed!"

He said, getting up to leave. Jing Rong shook his left hand, without any strength, but clasped his arm.

Wen Yanzhi retreated, his eyes locked on him deeply.

"I must leave here!" Jing Rong only tossed him a few words.

"What if I refuse?"

"You are not qualified to refuse." Jing Rong's eyes were deep and he glanced at him, and his voice was slightly lowered, "We are just friends. We have nothing to do except friends."

The last few words stabbed the blue veins on Wen Yan's forehead suddenly.

As if he couldn't bear it, he jumped directly on the bed and pressed Jing Rong on the head of the bed.

From top to bottom, he stared at the young man condescendingly, his long fingers stuck to the young man's jaw, and lifted his face.

His face is tight, and his teeth are tight. "We are nothing but friends? Do you think I really should be responsible for your injuries? Even if I didn't take you away, you would still be caught. Kidnapping. I'm responsible for a fart!"

Jing Rong squeezed his fingers tightly and tugged the quilt tightly.

Wen Yanzhi laughed mockingly, "What do you think I am here that makes you come and leave if you want?"

"..." Jing Rong's thin lips tightened, staring at Wen Yanzhi. After a long time, it seemed that he finally made up his mind. He asked: "Is it true what you said last time?"

"what?"

Jing Rong grabbed Wen Yanzhi's shirt collar and turned over, pressing Wen Yanzhi under him. He leaned over, his eyes were dyed with a layer of hot flames, but his voice was restrained and calm, "With the body, do you still count?"

Wen Yanzhi's eyebrows jumped.

Opening lips wanted to say something, Jing Rong suddenly got down and kissed his lips.

All of Jing Rong's kissing experience comes from the man below him. His kisses are chaotic and unorganized, and jerky and clumsy. However, even this is enough to drive Wen Yan into craziness.

A fire exploded from the bottom of my heart. Burn every cell in his body as quickly as possible.

His body was taut, swollen and painful.

Jing Rong was panting with the kiss, and stepped back a little. His white face was flushed.

Wen Yanzhi saw it, his eyes were a little bit more spoiled. The corners of his lips were raised, with a joking smile, "Brother Jing Rong, your kissing skills are really bad."

Jing Rong felt it was a humiliation to say this playfully by him.

He became angry and kissed again. This time, it was not a kiss, but a bite.

Wen Yanzhi was bitten and slapped his hip with a palm, "Don't be naughty!"

"Don't touch me!" Jing Rong's face was even redder, and his voice was dumb.

The desire in Wen Yanzhi's eyes is even stronger.

This kid looked like he wanted to refuse, and he must not know how intoxicating he was at the moment.

He curled his lips, "Don't you want to agree with your body? How can you agree without touching you?"

As he said, his fingers slipped badly into his pajamas.

Jing Rong trembled all over, and began to tear the shirt buttons on his body. Wen Yanzhi's voice was duller, "Slow down, don't hurt your hands."

"you shut up!"

"If you can't solve it, I'll help you." Compared with his impatience, Wen Yanzhi didn't panic.

Seeing that he couldn't use much strength at all, he simply stretched out his hand and pulled the shirt button easily. Showing a strong and **** chest.

Jing Rong leaned on him, gasping to look at him, his voice was also unstable, "It's up to me!"

"Okay. It's up to you. But will you? Little virgin." He smiled playfully and pinched the boy's hip. It feels so good that he can't put it down.

Jing Rong asked, "Should you be lying on your stomach?"

Wen Yanzhi raised his eyebrows.

"what are you thinking?!"

Jing Rong panted, and ordered: "I'm on you! Come on!"

What he said was not like a joke. Wen Yanzhi was stunned for a moment, then sneered.

In the next instant, he turned over and threw the boy directly on the bed. Regardless of their age or strength, there is a huge gap between the two.

Jing Rong is certainly not his opponent.

Before he could speak, Wen Yanzhi lifted up his pajamas, revealing half of his waist.

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Don’t quarrel just to accept or not accept males, and don’t speak rudely because they are males. There are no surprises in the world. Being different from you doesn’t mean it’s abnormal. Everyone understands each other and seeks common ground while reserving differences.

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