Chapter 56

His lips are warm and warm, as if with electric current, covering her lips, swimming again and again. Like want to restrain, but eager, dissatisfaction is only here.

It's different from previous kisses.

Suddenly, sang Yan buttoned her chin down, opened her teeth with the tip of her tongue, and pushed her in. His men moved to the back of her head, not allowing her to shrink back.

Little by little, the extremely hot breath was fed into her mouth.

Let Wen Yifan a little out of breath.

Wen Yifan opened his eyes and his brain was blank. He didn't know how to respond. She grabs his clothes uncontrollably, as if looking for a point of attachment, the strength to support him.

At this moment, she can only give everything to him.

It's up to him to lead.

Neither of them has extra experience.

The kiss is green, but the strength is rough and warm. Teeth inadvertently knock to the lip, bring a little stinging pain, let feel more real. Sang Yan was not astringent at all. He seemed to be stimulated and acted more freely.

There's no cover up in my eyes.

I don't know how long it took.

Sang Yan nibbled the tip of her tongue and then stopped.

Their lips and teeth were separated, and the distance between them was not far.

Wen Yifan's breath was a little short. He raised his eyes and noticed that his usual pale lip color was as red as blood at the moment. Up again, the man's eyes are thick and obscure.

Like the next second will be transformed into the original shape, will be completely removed into her abdomen.

Sang Yan lowered his eyelashes, raised his hand, and slowly rubbed the water stains on her lips with his finger pulp. His movements were light and affectionate, as if he had been seduced. After a while, he said in a dumb voice, "are you hungry?"

Because of his sudden words, Wen Yifan made a sound subconsciously.

"I can't do two things at the same time. So, do you want me to heat you a porridge first, or, "Sang Yan pauses, looks like a fool," kiss you again for a while? "

……

It's ten minutes before we get out of the kitchen.

Wen Yifan did not accompany him to heat porridge and sat back on the sofa. She felt dry and poured a whole glass of water before she stopped. As soon as the spirit relaxed, the memory was pulled back to the scene ten minutes ago.

After listening to Sang Yan, Wen Yifan just stares at him quietly.

Then, without a word, he put his hand around his neck and pressed down

“……”

Thinking of this, Wen Yifan poured a glass of water and continued to pour it down. Her lips were so hot and numb that she couldn't ignore them, reminding her of the kiss.

The next moment.

Sang Yan came out of the kitchen and called lazily, "come here."

Wen Yifan quickly put down the water cup, got up and went to the table. Because they just so intimate move, she is still a little uncomfortable, at this time the line of sight did not dare to put on him.

Sang Yan: "go get the bowl."

Wen Yifan obediently went to the kitchen and took two sets of chopsticks. Back at the dining table, when he looked at sangyan's face, he just saw that the corner of his lip was bitten, and now there was some blood oozing out.

“……”

Wen Yifan immediately lowered his eyes.

Sonyan didn't seem to notice.

The cold and white complexion makes the red more eye-catching.

Wen Yifan can't help but reach out his hand and quickly rubs his lips lightly.

Sang Yan looked at her

The trace then faded. Wen Yifan took back his sight and thought that if he wiped it off, it would be equivalent to nonexistence: "I've touched something."

Be quiet for a few seconds.

Sang Yanyi pointed out: "what can I touch?"

“……”

"Where have I just touched?"

Maybe it's psychological effect. Wen Yifan feels his lips are hot again. She dropped her eyes, pretended to be calm and said, "it's the sauce I accidentally touched. I dropped it."

This words just fell, Wen Yifan felt his lips also touched by him.

She raised her eyes.

Sang Yan hooked his lips and explained leisurely, "you've got it, too."

“……”

Wen Yifan immediately understood the meaning of his words.

For a moment, I felt that the heat had spread to my cheeks and ears.

I don't know if it's too much water or what's the reason. Wen Yifan doesn't feel hungry at the moment. She only filled a small half bowl, and then she sat by and looked at him, glancing at the wound on his lips from time to time.

Furtive.

Sonyan didn't realize anything because of her actions.

Wen Yifan did not know what he would say when he looked at the wound in the mirror.

It's getting late.

Sang Yan urged: "go to bed after eating. I have to go to work after a while."

I haven't talked with him for several days. Wen Yifan wants to stay with him for a while. She nodded, but there was no sign of leaving. She held her face, still staring at him.That small wound has no more bleeding. It's not as obvious as it was just now. In this way, Wen Yifan is not sure whether he has this wound on his lip.

It doesn't seem to hurt.

I only remember that the strength of his relatives is really heavy, which is the same as the way he rubs people's heads.

But it didn't hurt her very much.

After a while.

Sang Yan suddenly stopped his chopsticks and leaned back: "Hey, how long do you want to watch?"

Wen Yifan came back.

"Do you want to continue?"

“……”

Before she could answer, sang Yan took her to his arms and touched her lips. He retreated and commented with a low smile. His tone was very poor: "your kissing skill is too bad. It hurts me so much."

Wen Yifan opened his mouth and said, "I'm not --"

sang Yan interrupted her directly: "practice more."

The next moment, his lips and tongue again down, force to her occupation.

Once in the room, Wen Yifan's first reaction is to go to the dresser and look at himself in the mirror. Her lips were naturally red, and now they were even darker and a little swollen.

The mark of being trampled is very heavy.

But it's not as serious as sang Yan's.

Wen Yifan pursed his lips. He felt that he was familiar from head to foot, and his whole body was full of mulberry breath. She was completely sleepless and suddenly noticed the Valentine's gift she had bought.

She put it on the bedside table.

Open the box and there are two bracelets of the same style inside.

Wen Yifan blinked and slowly put on one of them. She thought that she would have to go to work when she woke up. She didn't wake up when she went out. In addition, she didn't know whether to work overtime at night

She pulled down her sleeve, hid the bracelet in, and then got up and went out of the room.

The living room is empty.

Sang Yan looked as if he had returned to his room.

Wen Yifan went to the door of his room and knocked hesitantly.

Sang Yan's voice immediately spread: "the door is not locked."

She unscrewed the handle of the door, opened a small gap, and looked at sang Yan on the bed. He is still lying, just a little side of the head, looking at her: "after straight in on the line."

Wen Yifan closed the door and carried the gift behind him: "I'm not afraid that you are changing clothes or something."

Sang Yan was indifferent: "so what."

Without waiting for her to speak, the next moment, sang Yan suddenly said: "you're pretty good."

Wen Yifan raised his eyes: "hmm?"

He slowly spit out two words: "rough, violent."

“……”

Wen Yifan instantly understood that he saw the wound on his lips. She subconsciously looked at his lips, thought for a long time, can only hold out a sentence: "then I'll be gentle."

“……” Sang Yan looked at her and chuckled a few seconds later.

Thinking that he didn't come back until 3 o'clock last night and didn't know what time he got up to cook porridge this morning, Wen Yifan didn't intend to disturb him too long. She went to the bed and sat down. She handed the bag to Sang Yan and said, "here you are."

Seeing this, sang Yancai sat up straight and raised his eyebrows: "something."

Wen Yifan said seriously: "Valentine's Day gift."

"Oh." He bent his lips slightly and reached for it. "Can you see it now?"

"Yes."

Sonyan took the box out of the bag, the box.

Inside is a red bracelet with a thin belt and a snowflake Shaped Pendant under it.

Sang Yan took it out and put it in front of him for a while. Later, he looked at Xiang Wen Yifan again, which seemed to be a little funny: "why do you like to give me the things that these girls wear so much?"

“……”

That's true.

Wen Yifan said, "if you wear it, you won't be a girl."

Eyes moved to the snowflake pendant, sang Yan asked deliberately: "what does this snowflake mean?"

Wen Yifan a little hot, but still honest answer: "frost."

Sang Yan was in a good mood and put his hand in front of her

Wen Yifan did it.

During this period, the bracelet just put on Wen Yifan's wrist also fell out.

Sang Yan's eyelashes moved, grabbed her wrist without warning, and stroked her sleeve up. This just discovered that she also wore a bracelet of the same style, but the pendant at the bottom was different, it was a mulberry leaf.

He stared at it for two seconds and said with a smile: "couple money?"

Wen Yifan let him see, light licked lower lip: "right."

"All right." Sang Yan folded his chin, laughed for a while, and rubbed her wrist with his finger. "I'd like to be a gun today."

“……”

Then, sang Yan indicated with his eyes: "the gift is in the bookcase. Go and get it yourself."

Wen Yifan blinked and got up to walk in the direction of the bookcase. I saw a small box on one of the squares. On the bow of the box is a small card with a string of English on it.Men's handwriting is familiar and strange, just like before. It's hard to get through the back of the paper. It's hard to write. It's like being punctured by the paper. He is as domineering as that man.

-- tofirstfrost.

Wen Yifan stares at the card and turns back after a few seconds: "can you see it now?"

Sang Yanxiao: "yes."

She reached out and opened it.

Inside is a recording pen.

"You didn't say that the recorder doesn't work well before," Sang Yan said, as if he meant something. "But I don't know what it's used for. After recording, I can only listen to the computer?"

"No," Wen Yifan subconsciously wanted to teach him, "just press here to directly --"

before he finished, Wen Yifan suddenly understood. She looked into sangyan's eyes and swallowed the remaining words silently: "Oh This one, it seems true, can only be connected to computers... "

Sang Yan calmed down and said, "this is it."

“……”

"Then you go back and remember to try," Sang Yan said lazily. "If you have any problems, you can change it."

The implication is enough. Wen Yifan now just wants to go back to listen to what he recorded and immediately nods. She was going back to her room when she noticed a photo album on the shelf.

Wen Yifan fixed his eyes and reached for it: "what's this?"

Sang Yan glanced and didn't know when he had brought it.

"University graduation photos."

Hearing this, Wen Yifan stopped for a long time and then said, "can I have a look?"

Sang Yan raised his eyelashes again and nodded his head gently. He sat on the table with a careless expression: "as for me, there is no place that you can't see."

“……” Wen Yifan looked at him, "others..."

He said, "I'll see it later."

“……”

Wen Yifan went back to sit next to him, and then opened the album.

The first page is the group photo.

At a glance, Wen Yifan finds sang Yan. He is wearing a black bachelor's suit and stands in the last row. The rest of the people were bending their lips and smiling, but he raised his chin a little and looked a little impatient, as if he had been grabbed to take photos.

Staring at for a while, Wen Yifan couldn't help bending his lips.

Sang Yan leaned against the head of the bed and watched her smile. After a while, I thought of something: "are you free on the Eighth Night of the year?"

Wen Yifan absent-minded back: "I'm not sure, what's the matter?"

"Nothing. Qian Fei got married." Sang Yan said, "come here when you are free."

Qian Fei got married.

There should be a lot of sonyan's friends, too.

Wen Yifan raised his head and said, "OK, I'll have a look then."

With that, Wen Yifan continued to look at the album.

Her eyes moved, because sang Yan's words, noticed Qian Fei standing next to him, and the man on the other side. The man looks almost as high as sang Yan. He has a pair of peach blossom eyes, and his lips bend up naturally, giving people a kind of natural gentle feeling.

These two people stand together, can take people's attention in an instant almost.

Seeing this, Wen Yifan instantly remembered the rumors Zhong Siqiao said, and subconsciously looked at them more. Her eyes glided down to see the list below. Sure enough, see "sangyan" next to "Duan Jiaxu" three words.

After seeing her for such a long time, sang Yan came to watch with her.

"What are you looking at?"

Wen Yifan pointed to Duan Jiaxu: "is this Duan Jiaxu?"

Sang Yan's eyes slightly: "how?"

Wen Yifan commented: "it's quite handsome."

“……”

There was silence around.

Wen Yifan didn't notice anything wrong. He was about to turn to the next page to see if he could turn to Sang Yan from other photos when the man next to her moved his hand and suppressed her action.

She raised her eyes.

Sang Yan straightened his lips and said without emotion, "I didn't hear you clearly."

"Ah?"

"Who is handsome? You say it again

Wen Yifan shut up immediately.

"So, you took my graduation photos and watched them here for a long time," Sang Yan stopped. After a few seconds, he laughed angrily, "are you looking at me?"