Missing You Deeply

Pei Munian and Su Wanwan looked at each other silently for a few seconds, and defeated without any suspense. He sat back again, closed the car door, and said the address of the restaurant to the master in front.

Su Wanwan smiled crookedly, threw himself into Pei Munian's arms, wrapped his arms tightly around his waist, his voice was soft and sweet, "It's nice to miss you!"

Pei Munian looked at her smiling face, and the bottom of his eyes was unconsciously stained with a smile, but he didn't know when he knew what Su Wanwan had to go back to get, he regretted his compromise at this moment.

Going back to the restaurant to fetch the bikes, and back to the hotel, it took a lot of time to come back and forth. By the time they returned to the hotel room, it was almost midnight.

Su Wanwan originally wanted to see Yu Jia. She didn’t know if her dizziness was a little better, but she wanted Gong Lingyu to stay with her in the hotel. It should be fine. Now it’s too late and she doesn’t have any Go to disturb her.

Su Wanwan and Pei Munian took a bath separately. When lying on the bed, Su Wanwan took the medicine prescribed by the doctor, patted the side of the bed with his hand, and said to Pei Munian, who was holding a towel and wiping his hair: "Niannian, Come here, I will give you medicine."

Pei Mu-nian simply wiped his hair a few times, and put the towel on the back of the sofa. He walked over with his long legs and stepped onto the bed, but he did not lie down obediently to let Su Wanwan medicine, but directly put her in her hand. He took away the medicine and threw it on the bedside table, then stretched out his long arms, hugged her, and lay on the bed.

"A little skin trauma, no medicine is needed. You are tired today too. Go to sleep."

"No!"

auzw.com Su Wanwan was struggling in Pei Munian’s arms and said dissatisfied: "Although you were only scratched a little bit, but it is also a knife wound after all. You still need some medicine to get better. Fast, and it won't leave scars."

Scars?

Pei Mu-nian hooked her lips, turned over, pressed the woman in her arms under her body, stroked her delicate face with her big palm, rubbed her red lips with her fingers, and smiled: "I am a man, and I am afraid of scars. What? Don’t you women think such men are more masculine?"

The scars on the man’s body are indeed harmless, on the contrary, it adds a kind of tough guy breath, with a strong masculine flavor, which is really good, but

Su Wanwan frowned her eyebrows, her eyes tangled, looked at Pei Munian, hesitatingly said: "But I prefer the type of beautiful men, small meat, the kind of men who come out of comics, elegant and expensive No blemish."

Pei Mu-nian sat up without saying a word, then took off the bathrobe directly, went down again, and said to Su Wanwan: "Apply medicine, don't leave any traces."

Su Wanwan couldn't help but chuckle, Nian Nian you are too cute!

She walked, spit out pink-tender little-tongue-head, raised her hand to the temple, with an invisible smile in her voice, "Yes, Mr. Pei!"

Su Wanwan took out the ointment, squeezed some of it into her fingers, and then gently rubbed it on the wound on Pei Munian's back. Although it was only a shallow scratch, the moment she thought of the situation in her mind, her heart He couldn't stop jumping violently.

Even now, she was still scared, after all, if Pei Munian reacted a second later, the dagger would have been inserted into his back.