Chapter 184： (1/2)

He An: "No!"

Zheng Feiyu raised his hand and vowed: "I promise, as long as you react together, I will stop immediately."

"you dare!"

He An hurriedly got up, covering Zheng Feiyu's mouth with a slap, staring at each other with anger.

The two of them faced each other one by one, He An across sitting on Zheng Fei's waist, covering his mouth with his left hand, pressing his shoulder with his right hand, his jaw slightly raised, his eyes were particularly vivid because of his anxiety. The hospital suit was loose, with the neckline tilted a little to the right shoulder, exposing a small section of the collarbone.

Zheng Feiyu didn't know where to look.

Look at the face, heat, look at the collarbone, even hotter, take a deep breath and want to slowly, but his mouth was covered by He An, all the smell of the lily of the valley from the skin of his palm.

In addition, people are generous, sitting generously on the crotch, warm and soft, with only a few layers of cloth.

Zheng Feiyu knew in his heart that at this time, even if it was a thunderbolt, it would not be tough. As long as it was tough, it would be a public provocation and a crime. However, knowing that it was useless, the whole body of blood still rushed down without listening, and even the blood in his head was about to betray.

Damn it.

He stared at He An as if facing the enemy, and saw that He An's cheeks turned red and became more and more red. He was obviously patient with patience. Later, his neck and lips turned from white to pink.

This looks too hooked and beautiful, Zheng Fei's body completely betrayed his ideals, unfortunately getting harder and harder.

He felt that it was time to argue, but he hadn't thought about his words yet, and something more unexpected happened. He clearly felt that his lower abdomen was also being stung by something hardening.

He ... He An?

Zheng Feiyu felt a little ecstasy in his heart, and at the same time came from sadness, realizing that he was probably going to be cool. But he was still lucky, pulled He An's hand away, and smiled flatteringly at him: "Look, your gonadal ... has recovered quite well."

"..."

He An was so angry that he bit his teeth, picked up the pillow, and pressed it on Zheng Fei's face.

Zheng Feiyu took a meal early in the morning, fled to the bathroom to wash and clean, shaved his face, changed his clothes, and went out happily to notify the doctor to check He An. He An's sentiment was not over. A man sitting cross-legged on the bed holding a pillow was sulking and was alive. He suddenly noticed something strange--

He is still him, and the primary gonad is still the primary gonad, but compared to two years ago, he felt differently about Zheng Feiyu.