“…”

Lu Jingyan pinched the small bag and felt a little thirsty.

Under Sheng Xian's hoarse voice, she lowered her head in shame, trembled her fingers slightly, and tore open the small bag with red ear tips.

She tinkered with awkwardly for a while but couldn't put it on. Finally, with his help, she barely succeeded.

She breathed a sigh of relief like she was escaping from death.

He couldn't help but chuckled and leaned into her ear: "Don't be discouraged, you'll be familiar with it if you practice more."

“…”

"Next time, my brother will ask you for help."

“…”

…

Lu Jingyan felt in a daze that he was washed away by Sheng Xian and carried him to the bed.

He didn't go to bed, but went out.

She was so tired that she didn't even want to open her eyes. After a long time, the door was pushed open. He walked to the bed with a glass of water and patted her gently through the quilt: "Get up and drink a glass of water."

Lu Jingyan closed her eyes and pretended not to hear it. She was not wearing any clothes, and her exposed collarbone was covered with new and old scars.

Sheng Xian looked at her appearance and couldn't help but lower his head and kiss her cheek with love. His voice became a little gentle: "Be good, drink some water."

“…”

“Replenish.”

“…”

Lu Jingyan successfully choked on his saliva.

She shrank into the quilt and coughed violently several times. Her whole face was flushed, and the drowsiness she had originally emerged from fatigue was gone.

She glared at Sheng Xian for several minutes in disbelief, sat up in the quilt, took away the water cup from his hand, drank it in one breath, and then looked up and glanced at him: "Sheng Xian."

A professor named Sheng, who was satisfied with his fill, had nothing to say at this moment, and his voice was worthy of the four words "Hmm?"

Lu Jingyan returned to the bed and rubbed his sore waist silently: "You wake up, don't go to work, go find Johnson."

Sheng Xian: "Hmm?"

"Ask him how to get back sick."

“…”

"To be honest, Sheng Xian, I really miss you who are sexually unrestrained."

Sheng Xian lifted the quilt and lay slowly beside her, letting her complain in a good mood.

Lu Jingyan, who felt that the price of loving him was a bit heavy, turned over and turned his back to him, and said quietly: "Sheng Xian, I don't think I can afford to love you anymore. Maybe I was infected by you. I might also have the disease of sexual unrequited love."

Sheng Xian let out an undeniable sneer in his breath, and his hand inserted into her legs without warning.

"My fuck-" Lu Jingyan burst into fur all over her body like a cat that was stepped on to her tail.

Sheng Xian slowly pulled out his hand, raised it in front of her, and gave her the wet shimmer on his fingertips: "My mouth is wrong."

"..." Lu Jingyan, who really felt so sexy, held it in for a long time and said, "Fuck."

The room was quiet for a while, and Lu Jingyan, who was huddling under the quilt with his back to Sheng Xian, suddenly burst into laughter twice.

Sheng Xian glanced at the hidden person inside, only revealing his little girlfriend who was exposed on her head, reached out to take her out of it, and put it in his arms: "Why are you laughing at?"

Lu Jingyan pressed against Sheng Xian's chest and poked his Adam's apple over and over again: "I laughed at the first time when I saw you, and I just knew your name."

Sheng Xian didn't quite understand: "Hmm?"

"Just your name, Sheng Xian, do you know what two words appeared in my mind at that time?"

Sheng Xian knew she would say it on her own, but she still cooperated with her and asked: "What two words?"

"Fresh food is full of vitality and bright freshness." Lu Jingyan rubbed his chest, thinking of the thought that came to his mind at that time, and smiled foolishly: "I had only one thought in my mind, Sheng Xian, fresh food, tsk, it's really for food."

Sheng Xian let his little girlfriend have a good time, then calmly touched her long hair and asked, "Is it delicious?"

Lu Jingyan: "…"

Lu Jingyan silently buried his head in his shoulder and stopped talking.

Sheng Xian slowly hooked open his girlfriend's long hair. Under the light, her ears were red. He couldn't help but pinch her ears for a few seconds. After about ten seconds, he suddenly spoke: "A Yan."

Lu Jingyan: "Ah?"

"If there is a next life, we will be together," Sheng Xian said: "The kind of people who met early are together."

Lu Jingyan was stunned.

On the bed, Sheng Xian really couldn't say a few serious words, she thought he would speak the same way this time.

She didn't expect that he would be so serious and sensational.

No matter how you say it, she is not the kind of pretentious person, and she doesn't like these overly fucked words.

I don’t believe in past and present lives.

But she found that if the person who said these words was Sheng Xian, she would be willing to believe them.

She pressed against Sheng Xian's chest, remained silent for a long time, and whispered: "Okay."
Chapter completed!