Hard to Deceive

After the last time, the sound of rain outside the window seemed to have stopped.

Wen Yifan leaned his face against Sang Yan's chest, and the strength to hold him was still not loosened. She felt that she didn't have any energy all over her body, and she was sweating, which was particularly uncomfortable.

I just feel hot, sleepy and tired.

In this situation.

Wen Yifan also noticed that Sang Yan picked up the remote control on the side and turned off the air conditioner.

She immediately raised her head, her voice hoarse: "Why is it off."

"I'll open it in a while." Sang Yan's broken hair on his forehead was still moist, his eyes were dull, and the **** between his eyebrows and eyebrows was still not fading after sex.

After staring at him for half a night, Wen Yifan's mood is a bit unspeakable. After thinking about it, she called him: "Sang Yan."

"Huh?" Sang Yan pulled the clothes next to him, just trying to put on her.

Wen Yifan slowly made a request: "Can you take a bath for me."

"..."

The last time I heard this, it was when she was too drunk to wake up. Sang Yan lowered his eyes to look at her, and smiled after two seconds: "Wen Shuangjiang, are you ashamed?"

You didn't see you ashamed when you didn't turn off the light.

Wen Yifan thought secretly.

Thinking of having to take a bath by himself, Wen Yifan even wanted to just go to sleep. But she really couldn't bear the feeling of stickiness and looked up at him: "Then I have no strength."

Sang Yan stared at her lazily, seeming to want to see what else she could say.

I feel that this reason is not strong enough.

Wen Yifan added: "And I will get wounds when I take a bath."

"Wen Shuangjiang, you are a squeamish bag." Sang Yan put on his pants casually, hugged her up, and walked towards the bathroom. "How old is it, someone needs to help take a bath."

"..." Wen Yifan couldn't help saying, "That's not you--"

She suddenly reacted and swallowed the rest of the words back, not embarrassed to continue speaking.

Sang Yan smiled: "It's not me what? Finished."

Wen Yifan didn't say a word.

Entering the bathroom, Sang Yan glanced around, feeling that this squeamish bag probably didn't even want to stand. He simply pulled a towel, spread it on the sink, and carried her up.

Sang Yan picked up Wen Yifan's towel, soaked it in warm water, and slowly helped her clean up.

Wen Yifan felt a little comfortable being served by him, and his eyelids were sinking. She held her sleepy, looked at his face, and muttered: "Sang Yan, have you really done this business before."

"..." Sang Yan raised his hand and pinched her face, "What are you talking about."

"I really felt it just now," Wen Yifan felt that he should always give some comment. After thinking about it, he slowly said how he felt just now, "I'm here for prostitution."

"Didn't you say that my service is not up to the charge standard," Sang Yan said with a corner of his lips, "Then I have to play a little bit, or what if I lose my job?"

"..."

"Also," Sang Yan said concisely, "I'm taking a guest for the first time."

Wen Yifan blinked lightly.

"In this life," Sang Yan raised his eyelashes, rubbed the corners of her red eyes with his fingers, and bowed his head to kiss her, "you are the only guest."

...

After leaving the bathroom, Sang Yan took a piece of clothing from his duffel bag and put it on Wen Yifan. He put her on another bed, and then walked to the table, as if holding something, making small movements.

Wen Yifan whispered: "You go to bed earlier."

After that, he ignored him, pulled up the quilt and got into the bed.

Because of quarreling with Sang Yan in the past two days, Wen Yifan couldn't sleep at home alone. At this moment, the spirit relaxed, and extremely strong sleepiness swept over her.

At this moment, Wen Yifan's only desire is to sleep.

But as soon as she closed her eyes, she didn't even lie down on the bed, and the next moment she felt that she was caught out again.

Wen Yifan opened his eyes strenuously.

I saw Sang Yan grabbing her hem again and pulling up.

"..."

Wen Yifan was stunned.

She really didn't know where Sang Yan got so much energy.

Isn't this just after taking a shower! ! !

"Sang Yan," Wen Yifan said politely, "Do you know what time it is?"

"Huh? Three o'clock." Sang Yan glanced at her after hearing the meaning of her words, but the motion on her hand still didn't stop, "What are you thinking about, you sleep."

Wen Yifan didn't know what he wanted to do.

He looked at him for a while, but didn't care about him, and soon let him go.

She was so sleepy that she almost fell asleep when she closed her eyes.

In a daze, Wen Yifan could feel Sang Yan pulling her clothes to her collarbone, and he turned on the lamp beside her. I don't know how long it took, she heard him trailing the end, muttering to herself: "What should I do? I bit it."

"..."

"Get medicine again."

With this sleep, Wen Yifan slept dimly. He only felt that he had made up for the sleep of these days, and his fatigue was also dispersed for most.

Wen Yifan slowly opened his eyes, feeling sore all over, but the discomfort between his legs had disappeared a lot. She raised her head slightly and saw that she was lying in Sang Yan's arms at the moment.

He didn't know how long he had been waking up. At this time, he was holding her in one hand and playing with the phone in the other, as if to pass the time.

Aware of her movement, Sang Yan looked down at her: "Awake?"

Wen Yifan asked subconsciously: "What time is it."

Sang Yan: "Four o'clock."

"..." As if unable to believe his ears, Wen Yifan's eyelashes moved before he said for a long time, "At four o'clock in the afternoon? Are you hungry? Why don't you call me."

"Why didn't you shout? Your girl was too angry to get up, shouting three times to make you angry with me ten times." Sang Yan raised his eyebrows slightly and put the phone down, "Hurry up and wash, and then we two go out for a meal."

Hearing what he said, Wen Yifan recalled that he seemed to have called him several times while he was half asleep and half awake. A little embarrassed, she got up obediently and went into the bathroom.

Picking up the toothbrush, Wen Yifan squeezed some toothpaste on top. While brushing her teeth, she looked up in the mirror, and suddenly noticed that the skin of her collarbone was covered by a large hickey, and even two spots fell on her neck.

"..."

Wen Yifan stared at him for a long time, then bit his scalp and continued to brush his teeth.

Just after washing his face, Sang Yan also entered the bathroom at this moment.

Wen Yifan looked at him.

Sang Yan seemed to have washed her hands long ago, and just came in to wash her hands at this time. He noticed her gaze, he turned his head to look at her, his gaze from top to bottom, and then said slowly: "Look at what I do."

"There are traces, clothes can't stop it." Wen Yifan didn't believe that he couldn't see it, but he pointed to his neck with a good temper and reminded, "I can't go out."

"Oh." Sang Yan stared at the part where she was pointing, took a piece of paper towel, and wiped off the water on her hand. "You mean to blame me."

"..."

Wen Yifan felt that he just wanted to remind him.

In this way he can pay attention in the future and don't make any traces in these places. Why did he act like that, she was the kind of person who turned his face after sleeping.

Afterwards, Sang Yan picked her up and put her on the sink again. He bent over a little, got closer, continued to look at the marks on her neck, and said playfully, "What should I do?"

Wen Yifan pretended to be calm: "I'll take a look later--"

"I have kissed, so how come I will settle the account after Autumn?" Sang Yan's voice was low, raised his hand to the back of her neck, and pushed in his direction calmly, "But it's okay, I'm very fair."

"..."

"How about this?"

Wen Yifan raised his head and faced his Adam's apple. It was completely different from her, there was no trace on his body, and he looked white and clean.

"Ok?"

Sang Yan continued to press her, pushing towards him inch by inch, and chuckled lightly.

"You kiss me now."

...

The two changed their clothes without further delay.

Out of the room.

Wen Yifan quietly looked at Sang Yan, noticed the hickey on the right side of his Adam's apple, and suddenly recalled what he had just been in the bathroom. She moved her eyes guiltily and asked, "What would you like to eat?"

"Did you not go to university here before?" Sang Yan said lazily, "You recommend one."

"Do I recommend?" Wen Yifan suddenly remembered something, and said with a smile, "When I was in college, I liked a @条店 near here. Because it was delicious and cheap, so I used to Come."

Sang Yan said, "Then eat this."

After leaving the hotel, Wen Yifan led him to the front and led him the way.

I thought it would be going well, but Wen Yifan has left the city for several years. In addition, some nearby stores have been transferred and rebuilt, roads have been renovated, and many things have changed.

So although Wen Yifan has walked hundreds of times in this area, he is still a little at a loss.

Go all the way, when you reach an intersection.

Wen Yifan struggled, and decided to go to the right based on his feelings.

At this moment, Sang Yan at the back suddenly said: "I went wrong."

"..." Wen Yifan turned around, "Huh?"

"When I came, I saw a @条店 nearby. I don't know if it is the one you mentioned." Sang Yan lifted his chin in the other direction and wrote lightly, "Go over there."

"Really?" Wen Yifan was not sure at all. He shook when he said it, and walked in the direction he said, "Then go here. I haven't been here for a long time, and I don't know the way. ."

Going straight along this street and passing through two or three alleys, the two found this @条店 in an alley. The store looks very old, the light in the store is dim, and the decoration atmosphere looks bad.

But the business inside is very good.

It was nearly half past five, and many students were already sitting in it.

Find a place to sit down.

The boss is a middle-aged woman with a very kind smile. As soon as I saw a guest, I walked over and asked: "Classmate, what can I eat?"

Soon, the boss noticed Wen Yifan’s appearance, as if he still remembered her, and greeted her with a smile, “Eh, it’s been a long time. After graduating for so many years, are you still taking care of my business?”

Wen Yifan also smiled and nodded: "It just happened to be here."

With that, Wen Yifan pointed to the menu on the wall to show him what he wanted to eat.

Sang Yan said casually: "You just click."

Hearing the sound, the boss looked at Sang Yan next to him, looked at him for a while, and asked cheerfully, "Handsome guy, have you come here for dinner before?"

Sang Yan looked up.

Wen Yifan froze for a moment: "No, he is here for the first time."

"Ah." The boss didn't care too much, "I feel a little familiar, maybe it's a mistake in memory."

Sang Yan nodded lightly and did not speak.

After placing the order, the two of them talked for a while.

Sang Yan asked unclearly, "Does it hurt?"

"..."

Wen Yifan had a meal and immediately reflected the meaning of his words.

She lowered her head uncomfortably: "It's fine."

At this moment, with hindsight, I regretted the provocative remarks I made last night again.

Not long after, Sang Yan answered the phone, and heard his tone as if it was from a colleague. He was still sitting in his original position, listening lazily, but speaking more seriously than usual.

Wen Yifan didn't bother him, but he didn't have anything to do, so he simply started Weibo.

After a long while.

Sang Yan ended the call: "What are you looking at."

Wen Yifan happened to swipe a funny Weibo and handed it to him: "Look at this, it's quite funny."

Sang Yan took the phone, and in the process, his fingertips inadvertently came across the "message" column. He looked down and met Wen Yifan's Weibo message list. When he noticed one of the messages, he moved his eyebrows and subconsciously clicked in.

Just saw the two private messages that Wen Yifan sent earlier.

Sang Yan raised his eyebrows while watching.

The first one was "received" by the blogger, but the latest one did not get a response.

Looks pitiful.

[Anonymous coding, how do you chase someone you have offended? 】

Sang Yan pondered for a moment, and then typed three words slowly.

Click Send.

Wen Yifan, who was sitting opposite, noticed his behavior.

Seeing him, she seemed to start typing, she was a little confused, but felt that there was nothing shameful in her phone. She was a little puzzled and asked, "Are you typing?"

Sang Yan hooked her lips, hummed frankly, and handed her the phone back to her.

Wen Yifan looked down, and immediately met the private messaging interface between himself and the chat blog.

"..."

For an instant, Wen Yifan remembered the words she had sent before. She was a little embarrassed, only had time to see that Sang Yanfa's last two words were "arrived", and subconsciously thought it was "catch it".

She backed out immediately.

It just so happens that the dishes are also coming up at this time.

Wen Yifan breathed a sigh of relief, and suddenly felt something was wrong.

While Sang Yan was pouring water, Wen Yifan picked up the phone again and opened Weibo again.

The interface just now has not been turned off.

Wen Yifan saw at a glance that what Sang Yan sent was.

[Sleep. 】

"..."