Chapter 205
The substance injected into the syringe is a new type of psychedelic drug that has been very popular on the black market recently. It has a strong and rapid effect. It is psychedelic and has a strong stimulating effect. It is very popular on the black market.
Zhong Ling didn't believe that these people were acting on impulse. This medicine was not something that ordinary people could buy, nor was it something that normal people would use.
It was clearly premeditated and there were other people behind it.
He would continue to investigate these matters later, but now Zhong Ling could no longer care about them, so he could only hand these people over to the supervisors for the time being. Then he turned around and hugged Nan Yan, whose cheeks were already starting to turn red and hot, into his arms.
To put it simply, this medicine is a powerful drug.
Zhong Ling quickly carried the person in his arms to the suite on the top floor. He could feel the person's body temperature rising and changing rapidly. He pulled aside her clothes and saw Nan Yan's cheek.
Her skin was extremely red. This condition was very abnormal. Even if he drove to the hospital now, Yanyan might not be able to bear the delay on the road.
He could only carry the person into the room while quickly taking out the mobile phone from his pocket and calling his assistant, asking him to ask for a doctor named Zhou from a private hospital in the city center.
"Secretary An, quickly ask Dr. Zhou from the city center to come over. Tell him that I have an urgent matter and need his help. The address is the top floor suite of the Jinyu Club. Ask him to come quickly to save the person!"
The assistant was stunned when he received the call, especially at this late hour. He was yelled at by his boss across the street and he couldn't react. Wasn't he already off work?
However, after hearing the boss's anxious tone and state, Assistant An slapped his head and immediately came to his senses. Who told the boss to pay so much? So he quickly responded.
After hanging up the phone, Zhong Ling finally carried Nan Yan to the penthouse suite. He kicked open the bedroom door and carried Nan Yan, whose drug effects were already beginning to take effect, directly into the bathroom. After putting her in the bathtub, he quickly turned on the cold shower.
The icy cold water suddenly poured down on her head, making Nan Yan shiver suddenly. She shivered uncontrollably before she regained some consciousness.
She turned her head with a hazy look, glanced at the room around her, then looked at the man who was showering her, and called his name softly, "Zhong Ling?"
Her voice was hoarse, with a hint of moisture and a thick nasal tone.
Zhong Ling carried her into the bathtub that had just been filled with cold water and sat her down. The coat she was wearing quickly floated up, got wet after being touched by the water, and soon stuck to her body again.
He hurriedly picked up the dry towel hanging beside him to wipe her wet hair and face. Suddenly he heard her call his name. He thought she was feeling uncomfortable, so he subconsciously went over to her and whispered to her:
"Yeah, it's me. I'm here."
"Don't be afraid, just bear with it. I've asked someone to find a doctor. What happened tonight will be over soon."
"Don't be afraid. No one will bully you anymore when I'm here."
Zhong Ling heard her throat was a little hoarse and there was a faint sound of sobbing, and he subconsciously touched her head with his palm.
He also knew that Nan Yan was greatly frightened tonight. Not only her, but he was also frightened. He almost thought that he would never see her again.
If he hadn't happened to be here tonight, if he had come a little later, he really couldn't imagine what would have happened tonight, and those messes might have cost her life.
The more Zhong Ling thought about it, the uglier his expression became. His eyes were cold enough to kill people. He really had the urge to kill someone.
At this time, Nan Yan couldn't help crying softly. She was crying not because of anything else, but because of the fright and grievance she had suffered tonight, and her body was becoming more and more uncomfortable.
She instinctively raised her hand to look at her arm. There was a very obvious pinhole on her originally fair skin, as well as some bruises and red marks, all of which were accidentally inflicted while struggling to escape.
She suddenly reached out and grabbed Zhong Ling who was wiping her hair. She said in a painful and tight voice, "Zhong Ling, I feel very uncomfortable."
It was a genuine discomfort, not pain, but it felt like her body was on fire from the inside out. The internal fire burned her internal organs until they were almost cooked. She couldn't even tell whether the water dripping from her forehead was sweat or cold water. It felt like her whole body was on fire. Sitting in the bathtub was of no use as steam kept coming out.
Not only did she feel hot, but she also felt an indescribable and indelible damp heat and a kind of numb and itchy feeling that slowly rose from her spine, and then continued to spread rapidly and densely to her limbs and bones. It seemed that there were countless small ants crawling around her waist and abdomen, and the piercing itching made it almost impossible for her to control her body.
Nan Yan started crying instinctively. Her cheeks, neck and ears were covered with an obvious blush at a speed visible to the naked eye, so red that it seemed as if there was congestion.
Just at this moment, the slender hand that had been holding her wrist felt cool and refreshing, as if it could cool her down.
Nan Yan subconsciously grasped the hand, then pressed it tightly against her neck, rubbing it gently with her chin and cheeks, trying to absorb a hint of coolness.
Zhong Ling knew that she was upset, and he also knew what the easiest solution was after being poisoned by such a powerful drug! But at this moment, he still had a little moral bottom line in his heart.
He knew that Yanyan was not conscious now, and was under the control of drugs. If he really ignored her wishes and did such a thing to her, she would never forgive him easily in the future. He wanted more, and how could one indulgence be enough, so not only she was enduring, but he was also enduring.
How could I not feel anything when the person I like shows this kind of look in front of me? I really need to be able to concentrate at times like this!
Seeing Nan Yan rubbing the back of his hand, Zhong Ling did not immediately break away. He just continued to rinse her body with cold water and soothed her in a slow voice:
"Well, it's normal to feel uncomfortable, Yanyan, just hold on a little bit, you'll be fine after this period. I've asked someone to find a doctor, and he'll be here soon, don't be afraid."
After hearing this, Nan Yan was still thinking in her heart, if this person really let this person find a doctor, then the duck in her mouth would be wasted.
That won't do! Isn't this a waste of effort? She didn't want to do anything in vain. She finally got the chance, but she couldn't do it. So Nan Yan suddenly let go of his hand.
She suddenly raised her head and looked around, and finally saw his black cell phone on the sink. Nan Yan did not hesitate, she stood up from the bathtub, reached out and grabbed the black cell phone. There was no password set on the phone, so she easily swiped the screen.
The wallpaper on the screen turned out to be a photo she had secretly taken while peeling an orange. Nan Yan didn't look at it carefully, but her fingers paused when she saw the person on the wallpaper.
Zhong Ling didn't quite understand why she suddenly took out her phone, but the bathroom was too slippery, and when she stood up so suddenly, she almost lost her balance. Fortunately, he subconsciously reached out to support her, which stabilized her shaky body.
"Be careful, be careful, Yanyan, sit down first."
"Calm down, please. What do you need a phone for?"
Zhong Ling steadied her body, held her shoulders with his hands, and pushed her into the water to sit down steadily. "What else do you want? Tell me, can I get it for you? Don't stand up, you may slip."
Nan Yan brushed his hand away and ignored him.
She scratched the screen with her unsteady fingers, but because there were too many water stains on her fingers, she couldn't scratch them cleanly after several attempts. She had no choice but to raise her hand and rub it hard on the chest of the person next to her. After the water on her hands dried, she quickly lowered her head to press the numbers on the screen.
When Zhong Ling saw the series of numbers she pressed one after another, his eyes suddenly darkened. He now knew why she wanted the phone. She was calling He Mian!
He was right beside her, but she wanted to call He Mian? What did she mean by calling He Mian at this time and in this situation? Did she want him to help her?
Zhong Ling suddenly reached out and tugged at her wrist. The phone, which was already difficult to hold firmly due to too many water stains on her hand, became even more slippery after being pulled by him. The phone accidentally fell into the water with a "pop".
It hit the bottom of the bathtub with a crisp sound.
Nan Yan was stunned for a moment, then she reacted and reached out hurriedly to pick it up, but the phone she picked up was obviously unusable and it turned off automatically soon after it got wet.
Nan Yan pursed her lips, but suddenly she couldn't hold it back anymore, tears burst out of her eyes uncontrollably, she turned around and cried, grabbing the hand of the person next to her.
"I need a cell phone! Go find me a cell phone, Zhong Ling, I want to call He Mian."
There was a rare hint of command in the tone.
After hearing this, Zhong Ling felt an inexplicable anger in his heart. Why did he help her call He Mian? Did he look like the kind of person who likes to do good things?
I was a little angry at first, but when I looked down and saw her aggrieved and sad expression, I shook the unresponsive phone between two fingers. I could only let out a breath and try my best to calm my emotions.
However, no matter how he tried to calm down, his tone still revealed a hint of unhappiness, "I can't find a new phone for you, I'm busy now! And don't forget that you and He Mian have broken up. Don't even think about whether he will come over. Even if he does, why should I hand over the person I rescued to him?"
其實南嫣也沒怎麽仔細聽他說的話，甚至連他語氣裏的那一絲生氣也聽不出來，她此刻的腦袋已經快燒成一團漿糊亂麻了。
直到鐘嶺的話說完之後，南嫣發覺自己的要求得不到滿足，就又開始哭，嗚嗚咽咽的含着幾分委屈與難受，難受極了。
此時的藥效已經完全散開了，南嫣眼角熱得緋紅，臉頰兩邊也是暈開了一團洇紅，她的呼吸聲也變得越來越重。她真的覺得自己要是再得不到疏解的話就要被燒死了。
南嫣伸手不停地扯着那件裹在身上，被自己體溫蒸騰的又悶又濕又熱的外套，在她的不懈努力之下，身上披着的那件外套也終于被扯掉了，露出了大半個雪白的肩頭，還有裏頭那一身被撕扯得破破爛爛的裙子。
肌膚驟然與空氣接觸，似乎感受到了一絲絲的涼意，南嫣還想繼續扯開那礙事的裙子，鐘嶺眼神頓了幾秒，目光往下流連了一圈，喉結不自覺動了下，但很快又将心頭那點旖旎心思壓下，然後伸手，将手裏的毛巾展開，繼續疊加覆蓋到她的肩上。
南嫣被他遮蓋得嚴嚴實實，但很快，身體裏的那股熱意也将原本留存着一絲絲涼意的毛巾熏的不那麽涼快了。
南嫣又開始伸手去扯，可是扯不開，身體裏的難受又得不到滿足的時候就開始哭，最後整個人幹脆沉浸到了浴缸裏，一直到快要窒息的時候才被鐘嶺一把抓出來。
南嫣被抓出來後就狼狽地扒在浴缸邊緣，她又開始伸手扯着身上的毛巾，本就薄薄的一層布料了，這麽一扯更是沒什麽遮擋力了，鐘嶺也有些緊張，轉個身又取出一塊幹毛巾想替她擦幹淨臉上水珠的時候。
原本扒在那兒的人忽然直起腰身吻了過來，南嫣身高不夠，只吻到了他的喉結，邊哭邊吻他，雙手死死揪着他的襯衫亂扯，“求你了，你幫我！我要難受死了，你再不救我，我就要死掉了，求你了，你幫幫我！”
這時候的南嫣明顯是沒什麽耐性了。
雙手死死揪着他的衣裳不放，身體還不斷靠近着，那麽近的距離，鐘嶺幾乎能感受到她身上又冷又熱的溫度，還有那明顯的柔軟曲線，原本的體溫被冷水覆蓋着，濕漉漉的衣裳很快沾濕了他的衣裳。
鐘嶺的身體有些僵硬，呼吸也停頓了一下，沒有任何一個男人在面對自己喜歡的女孩子的邀約跟哭泣懇求時還能維持冷靜，他也一樣，整個身體都繃緊了。
他手指動了兩下，仿佛不受控制地握住了南嫣的肩膀，心中下意識地湧出一股想要抱緊她的沖動，但是一低頭，看到她那副明顯神志不清醒的模樣。
鐘嶺還是用力扯下了不停往胸口攀附的嫣嫣，動作輕緩地将人撥開，拒絕道：“不行，你現在不清醒，等你清醒了之後就會後悔，我不會在你不清醒的時候做這種事情。”
一開口，他才驚覺自己的聲音沙啞低沉，充滿了某種濃厚的玉望。
若是她主動，他當然願意幫她，怎麽樣都可以，但她現在這副不清醒的模樣，如果他真的趁人之危了，只怕她往後再也不會搭理他了，他要的不是這樣的結果。
南嫣被他撥開時一個沒站穩，整個身體一不小心就跌坐在了浴缸裏，灌滿的一整個浴缸的冷水讓她被嗆了一口，整個人忽然不受控制地咳嗽了起來。
她又忍不住掉眼淚，眼淚砸在水面上還泛起一絲波紋，南嫣痛苦嗚咽一聲，雖然被推開了，但她很明顯還是不甘心，雙手又去糾纏他的衣襟，聲音仿佛被那股熱潮融化得支離破碎，只能發出哽咽的泣音。
她着急跟鐘嶺說：“清醒的，我是清醒的，我認得你的，鐘嶺。你幫幫我，鐘嶺，我求你幫我。”
說完她又哭了起來，是那種需求得不到滿足的難受又委屈的哭聲，讓她眼淚止不住地往下掉，淚珠順着臉龐滑落，整個身體仿若無骨般軟綿綿的不停地往他胸口貼近着。
鐘嶺支撐在浴缸邊緣的手指被捏緊到微微泛白，還是不肯伸手抱她。
他喉結動了下，仿佛有種什麽絲絲縷縷的情緒在他胸口蔓延至全身，懷裏的人像只無尾熊似的一樣黏着纏着，他們靠得極近，近到彼此之間呼吸交融，肌膚相觸，只要他一低頭，就能吻上她主動靠過來的臉。
南嫣眼裏泛起絲絲水光，她雙手纏住他的胳膊，在他耳旁喊他的名字，一聲聲的，嗓音裏帶着些沙啞泣音。
“鐘嶺，鐘嶺……”
她得不到回應，又開始喊他的名字。
這種柔柔軟軟的仿佛蘊含着無數只小勾子似的嗓音，要把人勾的徹底失去理智才肯罷休，鐘嶺實在忍不住低頭，吻了吻那主動湊過來的嘴唇，微涼的帶了些急切的望。
這也是他第一次感受到嫣嫣的主動，完完全全的，毫無保留跟猶豫的接納他。
鐘嶺吻得很深，按着她的後腦，用力将人貼向自己，但吻完之後，鐘嶺的呼吸也有些加重，手指捏着對面那人的下巴。
看她眼神迷迷蒙蒙，眼睫上沾着一層水霧，又開始神志不清，只有嘴唇還張着，隐約露出裏頭的一抹嫣紅，嘴裏發出細細軟軟的聲音，“熱……你幫我，鐘嶺。”
鐘嶺深呼吸了一口氣，他眼底的情念也越來越粘稠幽深，但還是強迫自己将人推開了，喉嚨沙啞說了句，“不行，嫣嫣，我不能幫你做這種事情。”
聽到這話，南嫣真的已經快繃不住了，要不是怕崩人設，她都想強人鎖男了，直接霸王硬上弓算了！他這都能忍得下去，他是忍者神龜嗎？
南嫣不肯放手，态度早沒了一開始溫柔和順了，手指用力揪他掐他，然後又哭着問他，“為什麽，到底為什麽不能幫我？”
她眼淚跟斷了線的珠子似的不斷從眼眶中滑落，腳趾繃緊了又微微蜷起，手指也是繃緊了，失控的哭訴哭喊着，又不知道自己想要什麽，“你要看着我難受死嗎？”
但鐘嶺知道自己要的是什麽，他還是頭一次看嫣嫣情緒這麽失控的模樣，他伸手握住那兩雙四處作亂的小手，竭力平靜道，“不是我不想幫你，而是不可以，你也知道的，我不能背叛自己以後的妻子。”
對面的人聽到這話時身體驟然一頓。
鐘嶺看她沒什麽太大反應，又繼續說，“鐘家之前有在幫我挑選未來妻子了，你可能不清楚，我是個有宗教信仰，傳統且保守的男人，這種事情，我只會跟自己以後的妻子做，這下你明白了嗎？”
雖然那門婚事早被拒絕了，但這不妨礙他拿出來說說。
南嫣聽到這話後忽然松開了他的衣領，然後低頭，狠狠一口咬上了自己的手腕，那速度快的讓鐘嶺都來不及反應，真是氣得不知道該拿她怎麽辦才好！
“瘋了嗎？你咬自己有什麽用？”
他下意識地伸手去抽她的手腕。
這下南嫣也知道他心底打的什麽鬼主意了，果然下一秒就聽到他哄她說，“你跟我結婚好不好？只要你願意嫁我，你就是我以後的妻子，這樣，我幫你就不算違背自己的信仰跟傳統了，我就可以幫你了，好不好？”
南嫣真想呸他一聲，好個詭計多端的狗男人，我可真是信了你的邪了。
這種鬼話他也能說得出口？還宗教信仰，信的是什麽？臉皮厚得堪比城牆，他還傳統，傳統人會拉女生手摸自己檔嗎？
南嫣又不傻，再說他都表現得這麽明顯了，她再裝聽不懂也是假的，只不過南嫣咬着唇臉上又露出掙紮與糾結的神情，一方面是身體裏快要燃燒殆盡的理智與底線，身體裏的骨頭似乎都快被燒得燙起來了，另一方面就是這人不斷靠近的聲線誘哄。
“你嫁給我好不好，嫣嫣？”
真是旱的旱，死澇的澇死，賀冕那家夥死活不同意結婚，眼前這人千方百計的要結婚，都不知道該說什麽好了。
南嫣哭泣着不知道該怎麽選，她咬着嘴唇猶豫着不肯點頭，偏偏身前的人還在不斷低聲哄她，“嫁給我，我就幫你。你不是很難受嗎？這種事情不用忍的，會很舒服的，我會幫你，你想怎麽樣都可以，好不好？”
南嫣伸手推他，抵住他的胸口。
但其實也沒用太多力氣，也不知道是想要推開他還是故意靠近。
鐘嶺伸手握住那雙溫熱綿軟的手掌，她的手指好似都沒有力氣了，只能任他捉着，先是貼在胸口的位置，到腰間再緩慢往下游移，他湊過去吻了吻她的臉頰，又親了親她的耳垂，“你想要我怎麽做？要用手嗎？嘴也可以，還是你摸到的那裏？都可以的，只要你想，我怎麽樣幫你都是可以的。”
"Do you feel it? Just like last time, I will make you feel comfortable. As long as you nod and agree, I will make you feel better, okay, Yanyan, I know you are still sober, and sober people cannot lie, do you want me to help you?"
This is so exciting! Nan Yan felt like this person was possessed by some demon, constantly coaxing and tempting her until she completely lost her mind.
Nan Yan really felt that just listening to what this person said was very exciting. If it were a normal person, how could he control himself? Nan Yan was also unable to bear the teasing. She grabbed his fingers with her backhand and said in a trembling voice:
"But I don't like you, how can I marry..."
Before I could finish my words, I heard the other party's quick reply, "It doesn't matter, as long as you are willing to marry me, as long as you are willing to give me a chance, we will be together and one day we will fall in love with each other."
He has this confidence. He doesn't think he is a bad person, nor does he think he is inferior to He Mian. What's more, Yanyan does not have no feelings for him at all.
Now that he had said this, there seemed to be no reason for her to refuse. After all, she and He Mian had already broken up and they were both single. Why couldn't she agree to him?
After struggling and struggling for countless times, Nan Yan finally couldn't help but nodded. She looked at him with a dazed look and said:
"Okay, I agree..."
Before she could finish her words, the man opposite her could no longer restrain himself and kissed her, his movements were even more eager and anxious than her, and he tugged at the buttons on her collar with a big swing. The kiss lasted for a long time, entwining her neck, and in the end his lips were numb and he almost suffocated her to death.
Nan Yan now witnessed the tyranny of Boss Zhong. She didn't know when she was picked up by her. The shower in the bathroom was still on. Nan Yan was pressed against the marble tile wall behind her. The cool touch made her body tremble slightly, but it also brought her an inexplicable comfort.
Nan Yan pressed herself against the wall, trying to absorb the slightest cool touch, but before she could feel it for three seconds, someone pressed her shoulders again.
Boss Zhong kissed her twice more on the lips, bent his long legs forward, and squeezed them between his knees easily and familiarly, then kissed her neck and asked, "Do you want it inside or outside?"
Nan Yan finally reacted this time. She looked up and saw that there was a bathroom inside. It was big, but there was not even a bed. There was a bed outside. But she heard that it was quite comfortable in the water. Nan Yan didn't say anything, but rested her head on his shoulder and rubbed his neck gently, meaning that it was up to him.
The clothes of both of them were completely wet. Boss Zhong untied the belt neatly, reached for the large towel on the shelf, wrapped the person with the towel, and then picked her up, whispering in her ear, "Then let's go outside. Don't try any tricks for the first time. The floor is too wet. You won't be able to stand and you'll fall easily."
Nan Yan just wanted to curse at this, damn, this bastard knows so much, what else does he want to play?
Later, it was proved that Boss Zhong really knew a lot of tricks. He was determined to squeeze her dry. When she saw his long, beautiful fingers before, she never thought he could be so flexible. Later, when Zhong Ling saw her clutching the pillow and crying and making a fuss and couldn't wait any longer, he leaned over and kissed her, kissing her until she felt dizzy and her mind went blank.
He also held her wrist and whispered shamelessly in her ear, "You are not ready yet. You can't be impulsive for the first time. You will get hurt if you are too anxious. I don't want you to feel uncomfortable."
Nan Yan stretched out her foot to kick him, but was caught by someone again.
After saying this, Boss Zhong looked at her micro-expressions again, controlling the rhythm and timing. When Nan Yan's emotions had collapsed to the point where she could no longer control herself, he lowered his head and kissed the soft and tender skin behind her ear, his voice becoming increasingly hoarse, "Do you want a blowjob? It should be more comfortable. Can I help you?"
Nan Yan bit his neck and spat, "Asshole, go away, I don't want you anymore."
The next second, the sound was sucked into pieces, and she could no longer sob. Tears kept falling from her eyes, flowing into her hair and dripping onto the pillowcase. She cried and made a fuss, begging for mercy and cursing.
On the other side, when He Mian arrived at the club and finally understood what happened tonight, he raised his hand and grabbed the manager next to him and asked him, "Where is the person?"
The manager explained in a trembling voice that Mr. Zhong had already taken people to the top floor suite. They had been there for a while and had even called a doctor, but the doctor never arrived. The two of them didn't know what had happened on the top floor.
He Mian threw away the manager who was holding him tightly, turned around and ran upstairs. The most urgent thing now was to find Yanyan. All other things could be settled later.
He had never been so nervous and worried before, fearing that he would be too late and something bad would happen to Yanyan!
It was only at this moment that he truly realized what he was thinking. Yanyan was much more important to him than he had expected. He would even be fine with marrying her.
If they had to get married sooner or later, why couldn't he marry her? He tried hard to convince himself that Yanyan would be fine, but the panic, regret, and uneasiness that kept surging in his heart, as well as those complicated and chaotic emotions, almost overwhelmed him.
He Mian rushed to the top floor in one breath like a madman, his breathing becoming more and more heavy. He felt his palms were full of sweat, and the clothes on his back were also soaked with sweat.
He didn't know what he was afraid of and nervous about, but he just felt uneasy. His heartbeat was getting faster and faster, and his footsteps were as rapid and chaotic as his heartbeat.
At the same time, several other people came. It was Zhong Ling's assistant who finally arrived with Dr. Zhou.
He Mian saw that the door of the suite was tightly closed. He subconsciously took out the room card from his pocket. After opening the door, he heard the hoarse sobbing of a girl coming from the master bedroom. The sound was intermittent and almost out of tune, and there was also the sound of another man losing control.
He Mian staggered, and all the color drained from his face.
He only heard it for a moment and knew what was happening in the bedroom.
The assistant and doctor behind him wanted to come over to help, but He Mian violently kicked the door shut. The people outside didn't know what was going on. They only saw him standing stiffly with a pale face, and yelling at the people outside, "Get out!"
He Mian felt that his patience had reached its limit. His eyes were red and it seemed as if something was about to burst out from behind his eyes. There was a sudden tearing pain in his chest, and it was so painful that his breathing stopped.
Does he know what the people inside are doing?
Do you know who is in there?
But how could he do this? How could he do this to Yanyan at this time?
He Mian clenched his fingers tightly, the back of his hands were tense, and veins on his neck emerged. He stood stiffly in the living room, staring at the bedroom across the door. He heard obscene, seductive voices, as well as crying and gasping sounds coming from there.
All these sounds gathered together, making He Mian's fingers pinch tighter and tighter, until finally, a bright red appeared at the corners of his eyes, followed by a shameful reaction in his body, which made him feel disgusting and terrible.
He Mian felt as if his chest was stung by a poisonous bee. It was a slight sting at first, but then it became so intense that it was hard to ignore and almost unbearable. In the end, the pain was so severe that his chest was numb. Whenever he heard that sound, he would feel more and more pain.
But he just stood stiffly and stubbornly in the room, as if torturing himself, and refused to move even a step away.
The two people in the house were completely immersed in the emotions of the moment and had no idea what was happening outside. Even if they knew, they couldn't care less now.
Zhong Ling grabbed the person in the quilt who was completely unconscious and put him in his arms. Nan Yan cried until her voice became hoarse and she couldn't even utter a complete sentence.
But this person was like a clockwork, from being gentle and restrained at the beginning to completely out of control in the end.
It was like hand-kneaded ceramic clay, completely stuck together into a ball [deleted], and then seemed to melt into a pool of warm water, [changed] difficult to separate, [changed] also impossible to separate, [gone] and in the end was completely blasted to pieces [all deleted].
Nan Yan had completely lost consciousness and was crying without any idea what was happening. She was only responding to the other party's actions with a little bit of her body's instinct.
She was dazed and could only hear that familiar voice coaxing her hoarsely beside her ear, "It's almost there, it's all right, don't cry, okay? Yanyan, be good, open up, um, open a little more."
Zhong Ling held her waist, rubbed her face, interlocked their fingers, and wanted to kiss her lips, as if he wanted to imprint her completely in his heart, while a certain corner of his heart was filled with great joy and admiration.
Yanyan like this belongs to him alone. In the future they will get married and be together, just like today, for a very long time to come.