Chapter 290 (1/2)

”Did you agree?” Zheng Quzhi retreated a little and asked tentatively.

”First stay in Wei's house for a few days. You're very insidious. I'll ask Qi Li to clean up your apartment.” Wei Yan Jun Lang's face has no emotion, light way.

It should mean dirty stuff. Zheng Quzhi understood the meaning and grinned: ”good.”

Wei Yan is such a good speaker this time. He is not as strong as before, which makes him happy. He can't help but raise his head and kiss Wei Yan gently. He laughs: ”Hey, I really like you more and more.”

”Well.” Wei Yan's face also took some smile: ”I like you, like me.”

Words a little tongue twister, Zheng Quzhi but for the first time to understand, happy hum two, let go of Wei Yan continue to pack things. He didn't have many things. After a while, he opened the door and said, ”two big brothers, let's go back.”

His face was full of joy and clarity, and the injuries on his feet and stomach seemed to have no effect on him. In fact, these days the wound recovered very quickly. If he stayed in the hospital again, he would be taken to be dissected and observed.

The day after discharge, the hospital was exposed to black trade news, causing a controversy on the Internet.

When he knew the news, Zheng Quzhi was lying on Wei Yan's bed and brushing his microblog. Seeing this news, he raised his head and called to Wei Yan, who was sitting on the stool, reading: ”the matter has been solved, thank you.”

”Thank you so much?” Wei Yan raised her eyes and looked at him. Her careless eyes brought some other emotions.

”Thank you very much.” Zheng Qu didn't realize that he had him. He nodded honestly, ”if it hadn't been for you, it couldn't have been so thorough. The repercussions are also quite big. This black heart hospital is probably going to be cold.”

”Well.” Wei Yan is not very interested in the things that have nothing to do with Zheng Quzhi. She just gets up and approaches Zheng Quzhi: ”will you leave tomorrow?”

”Well.” Zheng Quzhi glanced at Wei Yan nervously: ”you can't go back on it.”

As soon as his voice fell, he saw Wei Yan bullying him, and his kiss fell on his neck. Zheng Quzhi hissed, reached for Wei Yan's hair and pulled it out: ”what are you doing? I am a wounded and sick man

”Isn't it all right?” Wei Yan's voice is low and dumb, and her eyes have a strong desire.

After these days of conditioning, Zheng Qu knows that the scars on his stomach are not very real.

”We are developing a little faster...” Zheng Quzhi was a little uneasy. He was afraid that it would hurt Wei Yan. He loosened his hair and pushed him instead: ”you should open up. My wound will hurt.”

”I'll check it for you.” Wei Yan held his hand in the way, pressed back on his head, and lifted his clothes with the other hand.

Like a slow action, the clothes are lifted up, revealing a few abdominal muscles, and up and down with Zheng Quzhi's rapid breathing.

”Hello...” Zheng Quzhi's voice suddenly became hoarse. His face was as red as a monkey's buttocks: ”let go!”

Although he helped Wei Yan solve his physiological needs several times, he was still like a yellow flower girl in front of Wei Yan. Besides taking a bath in the dreamland before, he was dressed very tightly in front of Wei Yan, not to mention doing such things.

Wei Yan didn't pay any attention to him, and he was impatient to kiss him all the way.

”Ah, you are...” Zheng Quzhi couldn't laugh or cry. Seeing that Wei Yan found his lips again and blocked them up, he called out vaguely: ”no, I have to be on it...”

Finally, the words were drowned in the overwhelming kisses.

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the mobile phone rings incessantly. People in bed move and curse a lot of dirty words. Their hands come out of the quilt without looking at who it is. After taking the mobile phone, they can connect directly, ”why?”