Chapter 880: 897 Confession 11 (2/2)

Yan Wanwan bit her lip, tears rolled out, her hand pressed against his hot forehead, hating her own powerlessness.

”Yin...”

”I'm not dead again, crying so desolately, do you want to cry? When I die, whose arms are you going to put in? I tell you that even if I die, you have to bury me with me. You are me. If you die, you must be Xu Yin’s ghost!”

Yan Wanwan sniffed: ”How can I make you more comfortable? I will serve you a bowl of porridge, OK?”

Xu Yin made a pillow with one arm, and lowered her head to condense a pearl pouring out of the corner of her eye: ”Instead of feeding me this stomach, it is better to feed me another stomach. Maybe I will sweat profusely and the high fever will go away. If you can Putting all the passion for Yin Zhan on me, it’s worth burning me to death.”

Yan Wanwan: ”...”

She crawled under the quilt and rode on the man. Xu Yin raised her eyebrows. He was just trying to make her mouth happy. He did not expect that she would actually ride on her body, pressing down her head, and stamping her lips. On his lips.

This kind of initiative made him startled. Immediately, his dizzy head woke up most of the time.

He lay still, letting her take the lead. This was a kind of ultimate enjoyment with him, even if the north wind was blowing outside the window.

Yan Wanwan closed her eyes. The only time she took the initiative in her life before this was in this room, but at the time she was confused and burnt very confused. Now that she remembers it is not clear.

She only remembered that she came here to sketch and lived here, because the teacher drove away, so she was trapped here, but she was fine. She had everything available in the villa for food. She used to go out with the teacher to gather for a while. Just a few days.

It was just that the heating system in her house broke that time. She caught a cold and started to have a fever during the day. At night, she was not sober. She cooked instant noodles and ate it by herself. When she was halfway through the meal, someone knocked on the door. come.

(End of this chapter)