At night, while lying on the bed, Xie Ci held her in his arms with one hand, put his cheek on the top of her head, held her hand with the other hand and kneaded it gently, and said softly, "That roommate of yours is called Yang Si. Man, I know her."
Song Yingwan was leaning on the man's chest trying to sleep. She was stunned for a moment when she heard these words. Then she opened her eyes and asked suspiciously, "Do you know Siman?"
Xie Ci glanced down at her and said hesitantly, "I helped her a little on the first day of school. She always came to me in the first two days."
Before he finished speaking, he quickly said, "But I haven't said a few words to her. I have already made the matter clear before."
Song Yingwan understood, and then looked at him with a smile, "I didn't say anything, why are you anxious?"
She resigned helplessly and pinched her little nose, "I'm not afraid that you will misunderstand me."
Song Yingwan's lips slowly curled into a smile, she leaned forward and kissed him on his thin lips.
Xie Ci's eyes dimmed when he heard her say, "This is your reward."
He reached out and touched the girl's fair face, twirled his thumb on the corner of her lips, and said in a low voice, "...it's not enough."
Song Yingwan's eyelashes trembled lightly, her pupils were clear and translucent, she hooked her arms around his neck and kissed him again. This time she stayed longer than before, and finally bit him lightly.
The words of thanks maintained the original posture, but the eyes seemed to have melted into a ball of black ink, deep and dark, so rich that it made people's hearts tremble.
She whispered softly, "What about this?"
The big palms clasping her slender waist slowly tightened, and Xie Ci's Adam's apple rolled, "Wanwan, you are really killing me..."
After saying that, he pressed the girl's neck and kissed her hard, turning and biting her, leaving no gap.
The palms of his hands slowly moved upward along the smooth back, lifting up the loose and thin clothes and covering her porcelain white skin, bringing with it a burning warmth.
Song Yingwan shuddered and took a deep breath, her voice messy, "Don't, don't touch..."
He thanked her with slightly more force, and his slightly cool lips came over to hold hers, taking in the sweetness of the girl with a long thrust, and swallowed the unspoken sounds together.
After kissing her all the way to her ear, he spoke with a moist, warm and ambiguous breath, "Baby, relax."
The hoarse voice irritated the eardrums. Song Yingwan's fingertips trembled slightly, and she could only hug his back tightly, like a small boat drifting in a violent storm.
Under the starry sky, the gentle breeze and the swaying shadows of the trees add a sense of mystery to this dark night. The crescent moon hangs high and the shimmering light shines on the earth, which is peaceful and beautiful.
But no one appreciates this beautiful scenery at this time...
Song Yingwan was tightly wrapped in the cool breath, biting her lower lip tightly, not wanting to let out a hint of tenderness, but the man did not want to let her go.
In the end, the girl couldn't help begging for mercy, and her thin voice was scattered in every corner. There was still mist in her eyes, which made her already beautiful eyes even more attractive.
She kept trying to hide back, but was brought back after a while.
——The night is sultry.
The next day is the weekend.
Song Yingwan sat up, holding on to her sore waist. Her snow-white skin exposed to the air was covered with dense red marks, and she closed her eyes.
She suppressed her breathing and took a shallow breath. The area was still sore and swollen, and she felt very uncomfortable.
He casually raised his eyes and glanced at the watch on the bedside table. The pointer on it was facing the number eleven.
Song Yingwan had no time to care about this at this time. She only felt that her eyelids were still heavy, but she couldn't fall asleep when she lay down.
At this time, the door was pushed open, and Xie Ci walked in with his long legs, still looking cold and dignified.
If Song Yingwan could ignore her physical discomfort at this time, she could still calm down and enjoy it quietly.
She felt a little uncomfortable and pulled up the quilt wrapped around her body, trying to cover herself more tightly.
But I'm not wearing anything underneath...
Xie Ci saw her sitting there with a grimace on her face, her brows slightly furrowed, and he sat on the edge of the bed and touched her little face and asked, "Are you feeling very uncomfortable?"
Song Yingwan pursed her lips and turned away, not wanting to talk to him.
But she was a little annoyed in her heart. She had begged him like that yesterday, but he still refused to let go and kept tossing her until midnight.
Xie Xi came closer, held her in his arms under the quilt, ran his hands along her back, patted her comfortingly, and coaxed softly, "Baby, what's wrong with you, please tell me, okay?"
Song Yingwan's cheeks were slightly red, and she closed her mouth tightly and refused to speak. What could she say in a place like that...
Xie Ci frowned even more, thinking that she was in severe discomfort, and the worry in his heart could not help but increase.
Then he didn't press any further, he just picked up the clothes at the end of the bed to put them on her, and reached out to lift the quilt off her body.
Song Yingwan was startled, held it down quickly, and asked, "What are you doing?"
She said with a tight face and pursed lips, "Get dressed and I'll take you to the hospital."
Song Yingwan was stunned, "Why did you go to the hospital?"
Xie Ci lowered his eyes, with worry in his tone, "Isn't it uncomfortable?"
The person in front of him looked serious, not joking at all. Song Yingwan said warmly, "I'm just... a little tired. I just need to rest."
Xie Ci stared at her pale face, sighed, and insisted, "Be good, let's go to the hospital to have a look, otherwise I won't worry."
He is full of regret now. He shouldn't have lost control so much yesterday.
Song Yingwan was afraid that he would really carry her to the hospital. If she went to the hospital because of this matter, she would never have to see anyone again.
The blush that had just faded from her face crept up again. She took the man's arm, hesitated, leaned over and whispered, "I'm fine, it's just... I feel a little uncomfortable there."
After saying that, she lowered her head and didn't dare to look at him, her ears were so red that they were bleeding.
Xie Ci didn't react for a moment and asked in confusion, "Where?"
Song Yingwan glared at him shyly, and he suddenly came back to his senses and coughed lightly, "Oh, there..."
"I'm fine, just take a rest." Song Yingwan said softly.
The girl's face was now flushed, and her complexion looked much better than before. She thanked him and breathed a sigh of relief, but she still worried, "I'm still worried, otherwise..."
Song Yingwan said categorically, "No!" He would not go to the hospital even if he killed her.
Xie Ci paused for a moment, then leaned into her ear and whispered softly, "If you don't want to go to the hospital, then I can take a look, right?"
In fact, he didn't want others to see Song Yingwan's body, not even a woman, especially in such a private place.
Song Yingwan's cheeks were hot and she reached out to push him, "What are you looking at? You are not a doctor..."
The thank you said seriously, "Although I am not a doctor, I can describe the condition to the doctor."
He was indeed a little bit injured last night, so he didn't know how badly Song Yingwan was injured, so he had to take a look before he felt relieved.
Song Yingwan's voice trembled, "No, I'm really fine..."
