Chapter 48: The Lucky King 15: The Lucky King
The young man sat on the marble sink, his back leaning against the cold mirror, looking at the elegant doctor in front of him with an obedient face.
Qi Yanshan lowered his eyes, his tall body almost covering the boy in his arms, observing him carefully.
The collar of Wu Lan's blue and white swimsuit became slightly wrinkled after getting wet, and the small white bow tie dangled, dripping with water. The tight swimsuit wrapped around her snow-white body, making her waist appear particularly slender when she sat.
Qi Yanshan put his slender fingers together, with his knuckles spread apart and his joints bent, covering the small white bow tie.
At first glance, the wet fabric, with its subtle print, only vaguely visible, had a slight arc, and the wrinkles were quite obvious. They looked more like the wrinkles of the inherent seams, but in the wrong places.
The attentive doctor observed carefully and saw that the boy's body was trembling slightly. His originally calm breathing also became a little heavier.
The Adam's apple on his neck rolled, and Qi Yanshan's eyes darkened, with the little guy's figure reflected in his eyes.
The boy's black hair, soaked by the water, lay limp against his scalp, a few playful strands dangling in front of his dark, radiant eyes. His eyes, dripping wet, seemed covered with a thin veil, pure and yet bewildered.
On the pretty little face, which is as big as a palm, the facial features are exquisite and eye-catching, and the white and tender cheeks are quietly covered with light pink, which is extremely beautiful.
The lips were pursed at first, but as the doctor moved, a soft breath mixed with fragrance escaped and the rosy little mouth suddenly opened.
Maybe because he fell into the water, his mouth was particularly red, and his lips looked like they were covered with a layer of water film, as if water would seep out if touched.
Wu Lan lowered his eyes and looked down at the large hand in front of him. The veins on the back of the doctor's bony hand were obvious. This pair of particularly strong hands seemed to be helping him examine his body to see if there was anything wrong with his body.
He didn't dare to move. Even though he was pressed back and forth several times, he tried his best to remain motionless. He also wanted to know whether his body was in normal condition.
Biting her lip, she squeezed out a few words, her voice was soft and thin, and her voice was trembling:
"Doctor Qi, please take a closer look."
Although it was clearly a serious examination, Wu Lan's lower abdomen couldn't help but contract twice, her shoulders shrank on both sides, and her drooping eyelashes trembled.
While I was worried that something might be found wrong, I remembered something else.
For several nights in a row, he was always woken up in the middle of his sleep, and the sticky sound of water kept him from sleeping well.
The light in the room was very dim. He opened his eyes and looked. In his sleepy vision, he saw a head buried in front of him, with clothes pushed up high, all piled on the collarbone.
He couldn't see clearly, but he clearly knew what Lian Shuo was doing.
Lian Shuo was kissing him again.
The sharp teeth touched the small lip beads, which were covered with hot and wet water. They were held in the mouth and licked and eaten continuously, making the lip flesh red.
Lian Shuo always kissed him excessively, ate him fiercely and loudly, and would be pressed and spun around for a long time, as if he were playing with a small toy. Even if he pushed her away, she would be eaten again in less than half a second, and the eating would be even more excessive.
Every time we kissed, we were all wet. When I woke up the next day, the clothes I was wearing would be thrown on the floor or at the end of the bed, or my entire set of pajamas would have been changed.
Wu Lan remembered that he cried because of the kisses those nights, but Lian Shuo kept coaxing him in his ear, saying that just eating a little more and kissing him again would be enough.
Then she praised him, saying he was cute and that his kisses were as sweet as little cakes. Even when he tensed his calves to kick people, Lian Shuo still praised him for controlling the strength of his kicks just right, saying it was particularly powerful.
After being praised a few times, he became elated. Not only did he let the other person eat him obediently, but his invisible tail was also raised high. He deserved to be eaten until his body was red and swollen.
But when it really started to swell up, Wu Lan started to get scared.
It must be Lian Shuo’s fault!
Wu Lan eagerly waited for Qi Yanshan to finish the examination. Unable to wait for him to take his hand away, she hurriedly asked, "Has it really grown up?"
He thought of another thing and hoped for a lucky break.
"Could it be because this swimsuit is thick?"
The swimsuit feels of good quality, and the neckline seems to have an extra layer of fabric, which is why it looks a little bulging...
"It's not about the clothes."
The hope he had in mind was denied, and there was a hint of panic in Wu Lan's eyes. He nervously grabbed Qi Yanshan's wrist with both hands, wanting the other party to confirm it carefully again.
"But the fabric here is really thick."
He took the other person's hand and carefully stroked the fabric at the collar. For a better examination, the fabric was turned out, and the pink and white skin appeared in the doctor's field of vision.
His skin was very white, with a beautiful pink hue. When it came into contact with the air, it trembled, as if shivering. The red circle on his skin was tinged with pink, like the pink pistil of a bright and delicate flower, and it even wafted a fragrance.
A pleasant sweet fragrance lingered all around, like an invisible vine that penetrated into the nose, climbed up to the top of the head, and bewitched the soul.
Qi Yanshan had noticed the flesh there more than once during previous examinations. It was small and pink at the time, and its reaction when accidentally touched was very cute.
But now it has changed, its color is brighter, as if it has been carefully fed and put in a lot of effort, and has finally grown a little bit.
He knew that Wu Lan's skin was relatively tender and would turn red if it was slightly rubbed, but this was obviously not caused by the clothes.
Qi Yanshan's breathing suddenly became disordered. He bent down, supported the mirror with one hand, and slowly leaned in front of Wu Lan. The hot air he exhaled sprinkled on her slender white neck.
He swallowed hard, his voice hoarse, and said, "It has grown up, as if it was eaten."
Wu Lan hissed secretly.
The doctor is worthy of being a doctor. He can tell the cause of the disease at a glance.
For a moment, Wu Lan's face showed embarrassment and shame of being seen through, but he was eager to seek medical treatment, so he subconsciously straightened his back and asked what he should do when he grew up.
But the doctor didn't answer. He seemed to be conducting an experiment, or repeatedly confirming the reason for the growth. While holding the baby in his mouth, he whispered, "Have you been kissed like this before?"
Wu Lan's hands began to tremble, and her belly kept shrinking inward. She leaned weakly in front of the mirror, and could only let the doctor do the experiment.
"No, no, not like that..."
Lian Shuo's kiss was much more fierce than the doctor's, extremely rough, and he even bit him with his teeth out of spite. It was too much.
The doctor was different. He kissed him very gently and carefully, as if he was afraid of hurting him.
But no matter how gentle he was, Wu Lan's breathing was still disordered. He gasped softly, his eyes a little dazed, and silver-like crystals flowed out from the corners of his slightly opened red mouth without him noticing.
I always felt that Dr. Qi had been experimenting for a long time. The familiar sound of water came into my ears, and my small, fair ears turned red enough to seem to bleed.
A rough thumb brushed across the corner of his mouth. Wu Lan looked at Qi Yanshan blankly, her long eyelashes clumping together in the mist.
“Just a little bit grown up.”
"It's okay, it looks good this way too."
Translated, these two sentences mean that there is no illness.
Wu Lan was finally able to breathe a sigh of relief. Her legs, which were curled up on both sides, relaxed and accidentally touched the hand sanitizer next to her, making a slight sound.
He cried out in pain.
"Let me see if I'm hurt."
Doctor Qi was really dedicated. He lifted Wu Lan's legs, gently pinched the soft flesh on her legs with his big hands, and carefully examined each inch.
There were still many water droplets hanging on the two soft white long legs. As the inspection proceeded, the water droplets slid down the legs and dripped onto Qi Yanshan's pants.
Wu Lan's attention was also focused on the inspection.
The outer layer of the bottle of hand sanitizer was a circle of metal. When my leg touched it, it might have hit a bone and caused a sharp pain.
He couldn't stand the pain the most. His two delicate eyebrows were twisted tightly, his eyes turned red, and he looked quite pitiful.
"It's a little red, but no bones hurt."
Hearing this, Wu Lan finally felt relieved, but the next second she heard Qi Yanshan say with a smile: "Xiao Lan, your water dripped on my legs."
Qi Yanshan's pants were already wet, so even if water dripped on them, it wouldn't be noticeable.
Wu Lan blinked and was about to speak when the bathroom door, which was ajar, was suddenly pushed open.
The door hit the wall with a loud bang.
The sudden noise scared Wu Lan so much that he almost bit his tongue. He stared blankly at Qi Yanshan being grabbed by the collar and pulled back by Fei Sheng who rushed in.
"Damn it, what did you do to Xiaolan!"
Following Fei Sheng's angry voice, the two men started fighting.
Although the bathroom was not small, it could not accommodate two tall men fighting each other.
Wu Lan huddled herself against the sink, and her vision was suddenly blocked by a suit jacket.
He poked his head out and saw Yan Chiheng appear before him with a sullen expression, watching the fight with a cold eye. The man's hands, hanging by his side, clenched into fists from time to time, as if he was about to join in the fray and engage in a fierce fight.
Towels of various sizes placed on the rack were thrown to the ground by the two fighting people, and even various toiletries placed on the metal plates were scattered all over the floor.
The three tall men almost filled the bathroom.
Hearing the heavy blows, Wu Lan finally came to his senses and hurried to stop the fight.
This is a hotel, and this is the most luxurious presidential suite. If it gets damaged during their fight, Wu Lan won't be able to afford the compensation.
He was extremely anxious. Looking at the three people who were already fighting, he stood up angrily.
Wu Lan stood on the sink, her hands on her hips, her little face turned pale and puffed up with anger.
"No more fighting!"
"Did you hear me? No more hitting! If anyone hits me again, I won't talk to them anymore!!"
Such words did not sound intimidating at all, but the three people fighting miraculously stopped and looked up at the tall boy.
He was still wearing the same college-style swimsuit, which tightly wrapped around his snow-white, slender body. His waist was concave, making it look very thin, and the bow tied on his thigh was swinging.
The two legs below were thin and straight, dazzlingly white, and the knees that were pressed together were white with a hint of pink. A few crystal water droplets were stuck on the calves, and the small lotus feet and the pink and peach-colored knuckles were shiny.
Yan Chiheng's suit jacket was wrinkled under his feet.
The water accumulated in his swimsuit dripped down after he stood up, and his legs were especially wet. Soybean-sized water droplets rubbed against the white and tender inner thighs, rolled down quickly, and dripped onto his suit jacket.
The three people's eyes were all glued to it, and the falling water droplets were like ripples splashing in the heart, dripping heavily on their hearts.
The white light hanging high above shone down on the boy, making him look like an angel.
A beautiful angel in a swimsuit.
Wu Lan looked at the various things scattered on the ground in annoyance, then looked at the three people whose clothes were all messed up, and felt a throbbing pain in his temples.
"Xiao Lan, come down first. It's too dangerous to stand up there."
The height of the washbasin is not low, and the countertop is full of water. If you fall down accidentally, the consequences will be serious.
The three people who were fighting with each other suddenly separated and opened their arms towards Wu Lan, wanting to carry him down.
But neither of them would give in, and neither of them could bear to see Wu Lan fall into the other's arms.
"W-What's going on?"
A surprised female voice came from outside the door, and Jiang Jiang appeared with two cameramen, looking at the messy bathroom with a dazed look on their faces.
She glanced around at the group, laughed awkwardly, and asked uncertainly, "Um, what game are you playing?"
“…”
The four of them were speechless for a moment.
...
Wu Lan changed back into her own clothes, sat on the edge of the bed, put a towel on her head, and dried her hair.
He hung up the wet swimsuit on a hanger.
She glanced at the swimsuit that was still dripping with water from time to time, and two blushes inexplicably appeared on her fair cheeks.
2720【Why are you blushing?】
Wu Lan's hand trembled as she wiped her hair, and she stiffened her neck and flatly denied it, "How could I be blushing?"
Throwing the towel into a metal basket, he wiped the hair off his face and pretended to pull his clothes at his chest. "I'm just a little hot, not blushing."
2720 said "oh" but didn't say anything else.
There was a large LCD screen on the wall of the room. Wu Lan stood in front of the screen, quietly observing herself through the black mirror screen.
He walked back and forth twice, then stood in the center of the screen, turned left and right on the spot, and stood straight, like a new recruit.
He struggled to tie the hem of his clothes around his waist, but when he felt dissatisfied, he pulled the clothes out and smoothed out the wrinkles.
After observing for a while, 2720 also figured out what Wu Lan was observing.
2720 said calmly, "It's flat, it didn't get eaten bigger."
With a "boom", Wu Lan's face turned red instantly.
Before Wu Lan could say anything, 2720 said, "It just made the color redder, but the size is still the same as before."
Wu Lan clapped her hands on her chest, her face flushed red as she murmured softly, "But Doctor Qi said..."
He is a quack.
2720 interrupted directly, in an unfriendly tone, "Don't listen to his nonsense."
Wu Lan wanted to say something, but the knock on the door disrupted his thoughts.
"Xiao Lan, have you changed your clothes?"
Hearing Jiang Jiang calling him, Wu Lan couldn't continue arguing with 2720, and hurried over to open the door, "I'm done changing."
He looked puzzled when he noticed two people in hotel uniforms behind Jiang Jiang.
One of the room service staff smiled and said, "Mr. Wu, the bathroom has been cleaned up for you."
"Thank you, and thank you for your trouble!"
After taking a look at the newly renovated bathroom, Wu Lan turned around and saw Jiang Jiang directing two people to tidy up the large round table in the living room and cover it with a white tablecloth.
Seeing Wu Lan coming over, Jiang Jiang said, "This is afternoon tea specially prepared for you. The small cake will be delivered later."
Just as he finished speaking, the doorbell rang.
A waiter came in pushing a cart filled with small cakes of various flavors and exquisitely shaped teapots.
The waiter was well-trained and quickly placed the afternoon tea and left the room.
"Then I'll be leaving first. Enjoy your afternoon tea. I'll come see you again for dinner~"
"Uh-huh."
After Jiang Jiang left, Wu Lan had just sat down at the round table when the doorbell rang again.
Thinking that Jiang Jiang had forgotten to take something, he opened the door without thinking, but found that it was not Jiang Jiang, but the three people who had just been fighting and whom he asked to leave.
All three of them changed their clothes and their messy hair was tidied up, but there were a few minor scratches on their handsome faces.
Wu Lan grabbed the door handle and looked at them without saying a word.
"Xiao Lan, can I come in?"
I don't know who spoke first, but then someone else said, "Can I come in too?"
"I want to come in, too."
Hearing these three requests, Wu Lan's grip on the handle tightened slightly. He pursed his lips and said sullenly, "Are you still going to fight?"
The three of them paused at the same time, looked at each other rudely, and immediately turned their heads away, obviously not getting along with each other.
But in order to get into the room, I can endure anything.
They said, “No more fighting.”
Don’t fight for now. It’s not too late to fight when Wu Lan can’t see you.
Wu Lan let them in.
The round table filled with afternoon tea is relatively low, with a carpet on the floor, so you can sit directly on it.
Looking at Yan Chiheng and Qi Yanshan who quickly occupied the positions on both sides of Wu Lan, and Fei Sheng who was tripped secretly and was one step behind, he felt like biting his teeth.
Damn these two bitches!
Walking over with a sour face, Fei Sheng simply sat behind Wu Lan and let Wu Lan lean on his arms.
The small cake was fed directly to Wu Lan's mouth. She felt a little embarrassed and uncomfortable at first, but after eating a few more bites, she began to give orders.
"I want to eat the hazelnut flavored one, and that one too. I want to try the strawberry one."
There was cream in her mouth that was so sweet that it melted, and a little milky white remained on her red lips. The red and white were very eye-catching.
But when he ate, his face bulged out, as if he had taken a mouthful of fragrant milk, which made the three men's mouths dry.
He already smelled good, and after eating the cake, the sweet smell of cream mixed with it was even more fragrant than the cake itself. I really wanted to just push him down and try to eat it. Where on earth was this fragrance coming from that was so alluring that it could bewitch everyone.
Her mouth was wiped over and over again by different people with their fingertips. Wu Lan looked at them with a strange look on her face as they rolled the cream on their fingertips into their mouths. Finally, she couldn't help but say, "You can just eat the cake directly. I can't finish it."
"No, just eat what's in your mouth."
If the other two people weren't staring, who wouldn't want to eat Wu Lan's mouth directly? That rosy little mouth with a sweet and milky aroma is more delicious than any cake.
After afternoon tea, Wu Lan lay leisurely on the sofa, taking a nap with half-closed eyes, while the three people sat around her.
He suddenly thought of something and looked at Fei Sheng: "Brother Fei Sheng, are you done with your filming?"
He remembered that when he left the swimming pool, the cameraman said he wanted to continue filming Fei Sheng.
"We haven't finished filming yet. We'll continue filming tomorrow morning."
Wu Lan uttered "oh" twice, then thought of something. He turned to look at Yan Chiheng, who was sitting on a single chair and checking his phone. "Brother Chiheng, why are you here?"
"I just finished work and wanted to take a two-day vacation." Yan Chiheng put away his phone and said calmly, "I didn't expect to meet you."
As soon as he finished speaking, Fei Sheng sneered.
Who would believe such words?
"So that's how it is. What a coincidence." Wu Lan nodded seriously and said, "We are really destined to meet."
After pouring a cup of black tea for Wu Lan, Qi Yanshan walked over and said, "I was asked by a friend to be a traveling doctor. I didn't expect to run into you."
Wu Lan continued to nod, "Yes, we are also very predestined."
Seeing that one after another were trying to get close to Wu Lan, Fei Sheng couldn't sit still anymore. "What a coincidence! I also got the modeling job by chance."
"We are destined to be together, right?"
"Uh-huh!"
Wu Lan nodded in agreement, thinking that fate was truly wonderful. Everyone she met on vacation were friends.
Just when he thought his fate with his friends only extended to this extent, fate made him meet another friend.
After dinner, it was still dark outside, and the orange-red sunset shone on the sea level, which was so beautiful that it seemed unreal.
Wu Lan suggested taking a walk on the beach, and not long after they started walking, they met Si Qinyu.
The other person was wearing casual clothes, carrying a drawing board on his back, and holding a box of paint in one hand. He looked like he had just finished sketching.
Before Wu Lan could speak, Si Qinyu approached with a smile, not noticing the three men with dark faces beside him, and said those words very coincidentally:
"We meet again, we are destined to be together."
*
In the evening, nine o'clock.
After saying goodbye to her four friends who were full of fate with her, Wu Lan can finally enjoy her independent private space.
He soaked in the bathtub for a long time, until his skin was soaked red by the hot water, and then he slowly climbed out at the urging of 2720.
Wearing a loose white bathrobe, Wu Lan blew her hair dry and threw herself onto the soft big bed.
The bed is large enough to sleep more than two people.
He had never slept in such a big bed before, and he rolled around on the bed with some fun, his bathrobe spreading out as he rolled, exposing large areas of skin to the air.
2720 turned a blind eye and didn't let him tie his bathrobe again.
Just after ten o'clock, Wu Lan began to feel sleepy.
But it's rare to stay in such a luxurious hotel, it's really a waste to go to bed so early.
He patted his face, trying to keep himself awake.
When Wu Lan heard the doorbell ring, she was stunned and thought for a moment that she was hallucinating.
He went to open the door with a confused mind, but 2720 grabbed his ear and seriously reminded him to fasten his bathrobe.
The white ears turned red when touched lightly.
Wu Lan covered his ears with one hand and opened the door with the other. He saw Qi Yanshan standing at the door and smiled at him: "I'm a bit bored tonight. I want to talk to you."
"OK."
Without thinking too much, Wu Lan let the person in.
But just as he sat down and chatted with the other party for a few words, the doorbell rang again.
I opened the door and saw Yan Chiheng standing outside.
"I can't sleep. Can we talk?"
They all came here to chat, and one more person meant one more topic. Wu Lan nodded and turned sideways to let Yan Chiheng in.
Wu Lan didn't notice that Yan Chiheng's expression changed slightly when he saw Qi Yanshan. Just as she sat down, the doorbell rang again.
This time when I opened the door, it was Si Qinyu.
"I want to show you the new painting I drew today. Would you like to come in?"
There was one more topic for conversation. After Wu Lan let Si Qinyu in, she did not go back immediately, but stood at the door relying on her sixth sense.
Soon, there was new movement outside the door.
This time it wasn't the doorbell, but a knock on the door.
The far-sighted Wu Lan opened the door again, and the person outside was indeed Fei Sheng, holding a bottle of red wine in his hand.
"Surprise, it's been a long night, would you like a drink?"
Wu Lan doesn't drink, but everyone in the room should be able to drink...
Thinking of this, he also let Fei Sheng in.
The spacious living room seemed a little crowded after accommodating four tall men. They stood in different places and looked at each other with unfriendly eyes.
The originally relaxed atmosphere of conversation in the room dropped to zero as one man after another entered, and hostile eyes were surging.
Wu Lan brought over a few wine glasses like a hardworking little bee and placed them carefully on the table. When she looked up, she found that their faces didn't look very good.
He poked 2720 quietly, but the system just snorted coldly and didn't speak to him.
This situation left Wu Lan confused. Her eyes darted between them and she opened her mouth, but didn't know what to say.
Suddenly, the doorbell rang again.
Under the gaze of four gloomy eyes, Wu Lan walked to open the door with a somewhat stiff movement. He prayed silently in his heart that the person who came back was Jiang Jiang, who was the best at livening up the atmosphere.
But unfortunately, prayers failed.
Looking at Lian Shuo outside the door, Wu Lan's eyes widened and she subconsciously wanted to close the door.
But he was too slow.
A large hand reached in and easily held the door open. The veins on the back of the man's hand were prominent, and the familiar low voice scared Wu Lan so much that her heart skipped a beat.
"Why, you don't welcome me?"
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