The air in the room has become a little cloudy and ambiguous.

For a long time –

Su Yan stared at Ji Wuwu's stunned eyes, and raised his hand to pinch the back of his neck.

Successfully saw that Ji Wuwu's body was weak, and he seemed to fall to the side in fright.

Seemingly......

This part of him is really sensitive.

Su Yan hooked her red lips and sat up from the bed.

Tilting his head, he pushed the messy shredded hair behind his ears, and asked softly, "Brother, is this a hooligan playing on me?" ”

Ji Wuwu glanced at Su Yan, and his Adam's apple stirred, "I'm just fulfilling your wishes." ”

Her heart's desire?

Su Yan's eyes bent, and he couldn't support it.

"Okay," she nodded her little head, agreeing with Ji Wuwu's words, "Then can I ask curiously, how does my brother feel?" ”

How does it feel?

Somehow, Ji Wuwu thought of Fang Cai's feeling again.

In fact, he didn't know what to think, and by the time he reacted, his lips had already fallen to the nasty ghost's lips.

Soft, with a milky strawberry aroma, just like she usually shows.

Like the jelly his mother gave him when he was a child.

The soft touch is still vaguely on the lip flap.

Ji Wuwu pursed his thin lips, sideways eyes, the dim light covered his expression, and he said lightly: "I don't feel it." ”

"Oh, that's awesome."

Su Yan faked a smile, turned around and walked out.

Ji Wuwu only had time to see the door that had not yet been closed, and the aura that belonged to Su Yan had already disappeared.

Angry?

At this moment, Ji Wuwu didn't know what it was like.

When Su Yan came back, he saw that the curtains of the room had been opened to both sides.

The last bit of sunset, which exudes a blood-like red, blood-orange like the sun, is about to fall into the sea of clouds. At the junction of the sky, a faint hint of black and blue.

A reminder that it won't be long before night falls completely.

The boy's back is slightly arched, and the slender and graceful neck completes the beautiful arc.

The light outside the window reflected on him, outlining his thin and thin figure.

Hearing the sound of footsteps, Ji Wuwu's body didn't move, he only rolled his eyes slightly, looking in the direction where the footsteps came from.

When I saw the person who had just left, I came back again.

The corners of his lips drooped, a little frustrated.

"You're not leaving?"

"Where am I going?" Su Yan raised his eyebrows, walked to Ji Wuwu's side briskly, and grabbed one of his injured hands domineeringly, "I'm leaving, who will save you little pitiful?" ”

Listening to her old-fashioned words, Ji Wuwu rarely showed some other expressions.

He raised his eyes and stared at Su Yan's little face indescribably.

"Look at what? You found out that I was actually pretty and fell in love with me? ”

Ji Wuwu pulled his lips and suddenly hissed.

It was Su Yan using tweezers, piece by piece, picking at the glass fragments in his wound.

Hearing the muffled snort, Su Yan smiled gently, "Brother will hurt too?" I thought you didn't feel pain. ”

Ji Wuwu kept staring at Su Yan's eyes and found that her eyes were actually very beautiful, but when she laughed, many times, the smile didn't really enter her eyes at all.

It was as if she had been forcibly divided into two people, half innocent and with a sweet smile. The other half was indifferent and cold, calmly watching all the ridiculous things play out in turn.

Ji Wuwu moved his lips and pressed some questions back to the bottom of his heart.