Chapter 77

His tone seemed to ask, but it was no different from the notice.

Wen Yifan tilts his head and stares at his noble and arrogant appearance. The previous sense of panic gradually dissipates. She held his finger firmly, and the corner of her lip curled up: "yes, yes."

Sang Yan looked over: "how?"

"But," Wen Yifan said with a smile, "don't you owe me an old man?"

“……”

Silence for a few seconds.

Sang Yan calmly took back his sight, and his voice was slow and leisurely: "then I owe it first."

Wen Yifan: "hmm?"

The hallway of the hospital is quiet and bright.

The man's arm tied with gauze, the body of the black T-shirt rub a bit of ash, looking at it without embarrassment. He was tall and thin. His eyebrows and eyes were sharp and cold, but he seemed soft in front of her.

"I'll pay you back in fifty years."

……

They went down to the first floor to get the medicine.

Wen Yifan took all kinds of documents on Sang Yan's hand and looked at them carefully. When she saw a sheet, her eyes stopped and she suddenly asked, "did you hurt your waist, too?"

"Ah." Sang Yancai thought, "it's a little bit of skin, no stitches."

“……”

Wen Yifan fixed his eyes and looked at him straight. He was a little annoyed: "what's the doctor's advice? Did you listen to it?"

Sang Yan said casually: "change dressing after one week, remove stitches after two weeks."

Wen Yifan: "what are the taboos?"

"No, eat as usual." Sang Yan's attitude was to stay away from the whole process, as if he was not the one who had just given so much blood. "Just this injury, there's no need to care so carefully."

“……” Wen Yifan pursed his lips and took back his eyes. "I'd better check myself."

Hearing her tone, sang Yan said with profound meaning: "Wen Shuangjiang, you're quite blunt talking to me now."

Wen Yifan didn't look at him. He took the medicine given by the pharmacist and confirmed the amount he took every day. Then he went back to him and said, "Oh, do you want to take it?"

Sang Yan's eyes drooped.

Wen Yifan grabbed his wrist and walked forward: "I'm afraid you can't hear it."

“……”

Sang Yan thought that her appearance was quite fresh, and let her drag: "no temper, why are you so fierce today?"

Wen Yifan said abruptly, "I will be angry if I say it."

The implication is.

She had already reminded him that if he still committed the crime, he would have to bear her "rush".

"Then you just stopped scolding me," Sang Yan seemed to be trying to put himself in a poor position, but the tone of his voice was out of line. "We've made up. Why do you come to settle the accounts now?"

Wen Yifan became very quick: "I didn't make up with you."

Sang Yan followed her for a few seconds, and then he laughed a few times.

His laughter is like adding fuel to the fire. Wen Yifan's lip line is more straight. He feels that he doesn't know the seriousness of the problem and doesn't want to say a word to him.

Out of the hospital, Wen Yifan stopped a car and let the driver drive back to Shang'an.

On the way.

Wen Yifan took his mobile phone and searched for the precautions after cutting and stitching. Her appearance was sharp, and now she looked even colder with a straight face and no words.

Sang Yan leaned aside, staring at her actions: "then how can you reconcile with me?"

Wen Yifan didn't lift his eyes: "when you get better."

“……” Sang Yan almost choked, a little suspicious of his ears, "no, Wen Shuang Jiang. When you were injured, how did I make you an ancestor? How can I be treated like this? "

Smell speech, Wen Yifan looks at him: "you have no to offer me."

Ming Ming also bluffs people with a straight face every time.

"No? All right Sang Yan hook lips, began to show weakness, "then you come for me."

Wen Yifan ignored him.

Sang Yan laughed again and said, "I'm in pain."

“……”

Wen Yifan did not feel soft, and continued to check how to remove the scar after the needle.

Seeing the content on her screen, sang Yan was really a little puzzled. He reached for her mobile phone and said, "what are you going to scar? Don't check. What's wrong with a scar left by my elders? "

Wen Yifan's hands are empty.

Following this action, she looked at sang Yan again. Staring at his leisurely appearance, she resisted the impulse to pull his face, deliberately angry with him: "scar is ugly."

“……”

"Then you have to step down." Afraid he didn't understand, Wen Yifan reminded, "number one."

Mulberry Yan eyebrow heart micro movement: "the face is not good."

Wen Yifan: "this also has an impact."

"Isn't that good?" Sang Yan raised his eyebrows and said lazily, "I have a family. It's time to be good."

"No way." Wen Yifan is afraid that if he doesn't worry about it at all, he may suffer such a serious injury in the future. "If you take back the mountain, it's no longer a" degenerate Street card ", then I'll lose face."“……”

The car drove back to the alley near Nanwu radio and television.

They got out of the car. Wen Yifan took the car key and went back to Sang Yan's car and got into the driver's seat. Worried that sang Yan would affect the wound, she went over to help him fasten his seat belt.

Sang Yan sat quietly in the same place, looking at her still taut face and bending her lower lip.

Wen Yifan has been angry for a few times. In other people's eyes, he always has a good temper and doesn't care about anything. Occasionally, he gets a little depressed by his words, and his mood disappears in a twinkling of an eye.

It's like there's no way to affect her mood at all.

So at the moment, sonyan felt like he had a tendency to be abused.

Seeing that she lost her temper with him because of his injury and became unscrupulous in front of him, instead of being as cautious as before, he felt in a good mood.

Fasten the seat belt, Wen Yifan did not rush back, gently began to lift his clothes.

“……” Sonyanton lived. "What are you doing?"

Wen Yifan didn't stop until she saw the gauze on his waist and the blood seeping from it. She stared at it for a few seconds, then released her hand and sat straight back.

In silence, he began to fasten his seat belt.

"It's over?" Sang YanDiao Erlang was in charge, "don't you want to touch it?"

Wen Yifan didn't joke with him, but he didn't continue to sulk. She sat there silent for a long time, and then she said, "let's go back."

“……”

It's nearly eleven o'clock when I get home.

Sang Yan used to sit on the sofa. After a while, Wen Yifan also sat next to him and began to lift his clothes, as if looking for any wounds in other places.

He leaned back in his chair with drooping eyelids, letting her toss.

After a while, Wen Yifan stopped, poured a glass of water into his hand and said, "did you have dinner?"

Sang Yan took a few drinks and said, "well."

Wen Yifan asked again, "are you hungry?"

"Not hungry."

She asked a bunch of questions, sang Yan looked at her and responded one by one. At the end of the question, Wen Yifan felt that he had nothing to say and thought of another thing: "by the way, your mobile phone was found in my bag by passers-by."

Sang Yan made a sound.

With that, Wen Yifan got up and hooked up the bag, took out the mobile phone from the bag and put it on the table: "the screen is cracked, but it can still be used. You call your boss first and ask for a few days off

Sang Yan: "OK, I'm not sleepy. Go to bed first. "

Wen Yifan shakes his head.

Sang Yan glanced at the time: "I'll take a bath first."

Wen Yifan frowned: "you can't touch water."

"I know." Sang Yan stood up and rubbed her head. "I'll wipe my body."

"Oh."

Sang Yan just walked to the door of the room, noticed that Wen Yifan also followed. He opened the door and went into the room, and she followed. He went to the wardrobe and she followed.

Go where you go.

He seems to have a tail.

Sang Yan turned over the wardrobe, turned his head out of the room and went to the balcony. Behind him, Wen Yifan could still be heard following him. He turned his head and called to her: "Wen Shuangjiang."

Wen Yifan said, "hmm?"

Sang Yan felt funny: "how long do you want to stick to me?"

"I want to see," although the main idea is to stay with him, Wen Yifan still did not admit it. She blinked in a gentle voice. "What can I do for you?"

Sang Yan stopped and slid her fingertips along her arm, with some words.

"Didn't I just tell you I was going to take a bath?"

“……”

In a low voice, he hinted, "so what are you going to do for me?"

Silence.

Wen Yifan looks as usual and stares at him.

What can I do for him.

Oh.

Take a bath.

“……”

Wash! Bath!!

Good.

Just take a bath!!!

Otherwise, what should he do if he touches the water!!!

After a long time, Wen Yifan did a good job in psychological struggle, and said: "it's OK."

“……”

Sang Yan is very speechless. At this moment, he really thinks Che Xingde will find a place to poke. He took back his hand, looked back at her for a long time, mercilessly to the extreme to take back his sight: "who can follow you, go to bed."

With that, he didn't talk to her any more. He went to the balcony to get his clothes and went into the bathroom.

Avoiding the wound, sang Yan took off his coat and threw it into the bucket. Then he untied the belt.

At this time, the bathroom doorknob was unscrewed from the outside.

Sang Yan made a move.

After two people share a rent, the toilet is used separately. The bathroom of master bedroom that Wen Yifan has been using has never been in this toilet. So sang Yan didn't lock the door every time he took a bath or anything else.The next moment, the door is pushed open.

Wen Yifan calmly came in and closed the door: "I want to help you take a bath."

“……”

Sang Yan laughed angrily.

This time it's still imperative.

It's me.

Not what I think.

Sang Yan took out the belt and hung it on one side. After that, he didn't have any extra action. He stood by the washstand with a casual look and a bit of provocation: "OK, you come."

“……”

After living in sangyan, Wen Yifan entered the toilet for the first time.

At this time, sang Yan bared his upper body and wrapped a small circle of gauze around his waist and left arm. His hair was black, his face was paler than usual, and he had a morbid and ascetic air.

Wen Yifan picks up the towel, turns on the tap and turns it into warm water.

She took time to take a look at sang Yan, but suddenly thought that he couldn't wipe himself at this moment. He couldn't wipe anything on his back, and he might even pull the wound in the process.

That's not worth the loss.

Wen Yifan washed the towel, unscrewed it, and began to rub it down his throat, chest and abdomen carefully. She tried to make her mind free, not to think about other things, only when the man in front of her is a wall.

The toilet is too quiet.

There was no other communication between the two.

The second time, Wen Yifan saw his Adam's apple rolling up and down.

The next moment, sang Yan called her lazily: "warm frost falls."

Wen Yifan raised his head: "ah?"

Sang Yan's eyes were deep, with a very obvious desire.

"I'm hard."

“……”

Wen Yifan licked his lower lip. When he didn't hear it, he lowered his head again. This time, he speeded up. After wiping his upper body, she washed the towel and said in a low voice: "then you flush yourself -"

notice one part of him. Wen Yifan can't say the word "lower body" for no reason. She calmly changed her mouth: "legs, and then get ready to sleep?"

Sang Yan was still in his original position, and his eyes were still alive.

"I'm going to sleep now?"

"Well?" Somehow, Wen Yifan felt a little guilty, "what's the matter?"

"Wen Shuang comes down," Sang Yan's whole body was touched by her, but the touch was just like a long torture. "I feel that I have no ability to hurt my waist, right?"

Wen Yifan blurted out: "isn't that true?"

“……”

Silence again in the narrow toilet.

After several seconds, sang Yan looked at her, not angry but smiling: "but this is not you." “……”

Sang Yan finished his speech slowly and shamelessly.

"Come and kiss me."