All idle thoughts go away, only for the heart and emotion of the people in front of him, what Meng Ting said is right, it is too wasteful to spend such time thinking about other things, he should concentrate.
Yan Sui's hand left Meng Ting's soft hair and ran down the back of his neck. His clothes were torn apart, and his kisses slid down immediately, leaving shallow traces behind, like marks one by one. They liked each other A mark of mutual affection.
Meng Ting's body is extremely sensitive and youthful, and he doesn't hide his reaction. He whispers, like a kitten acting like a baby, which makes people feel itchy.
"Yan Sui, Yan Sui..."
Meng Ting didn't quite know what he wanted to do when he called Yan Sui, but he just wanted to call him, every sentence, as if he wanted to engrave this name into his soul. He thought it must be because Yan Sui's name sounded so nice that he would be like this.
"Well, I'm…"
Yan Sui responded to Meng Ting's soft call, his eyes were slightly red, but he was patient. It stands to reason that this was not the first time they were so intimate, he shouldn't be so impatient, but this night and the previous As in the past few nights, his self-control was once again on the verge of collapsing.
The muscles of Yan Sui's arms and chest were slightly stiff, he stopped for a while, trying to regain his sanity, he didn't want to do something that he would regret.
But at this moment, Meng Ting's hands were wrapped around him again, he could feel Yan Sui's patience, the patience was getting harder and harder, he kissed Yan Sui's lips, and shyly but firmly said what was in his heart.
"Don't bear it, I like it too."
Yan Sui didn't enjoy himself every time, how could Meng Ting not notice it, he was happy for his thoughtfulness, but tonight he also wanted to indulge him. Just like Yan Sui didn't want him to get hurt, when he saw Yan Sui happy, he would feel happy too.
Hearing this, Yan Sui's Adam's apple rolled up and down, and more sweat broke out from his forehead. He looked at Meng Ting, and his rationality, which had just been gathered up, instantly collapsed.
The patient foreplay continued, and after confirming that Meng Ting was ready, Yan Sui did not restrain himself, nor could he restrain himself.
Moaning and panting intertwined into a song, and even the lights in the room became ambiguous.
The two-meter-wide bed was messed up by two people, and the battlefield continued from the room to the bathroom. In short, it was a sleepless and ecstasy night. There were fierce battles one after another, and as soon as the suppressed man broke out, Also pretty scary.
Meng Ting tried his best to cooperate, but his position was different. No matter how good his physical strength was, he could only beg for mercy in the end.
Although he wasn't as serious as fainting, after all this tossing, he couldn't move at all. Yan Sui picked him up from the bathtub and carried him back to the room. His cheeks and even his body were slightly red, and his expression was still stuck in a trance. In the aftertaste of being too excited, I can't extricate myself.
It was rare for Yan Sui to be satisfied once, and this time he was even more considerate. He carried Meng Ting to the sofa, and then called the customer service. The waiter brought a clean quilt cover, and he didn't need them to come in. He did it himself and made the bed clean. Only then did he come over and carefully hug Meng Ting back.
Then he checked his body, and he was much more proficient in applying medicine than the previous few times.
He lay back on the bed again, hugged her gently, but couldn't restrain the joy and satisfaction in his heart, he kissed Meng Ting's forehead.
Meng Ting had already closed his eyes on the sofa to regain his energy. He moved his body a little, so that he could be closer to Yan Sui. His eyelashes moved slightly, but they still couldn't open. He murmured, " Good night."
"Good night." Yan Sui replied, rubbing his chin against Meng Ting's hair, and then closed his eyes.
The two of them were tossing late, and Meng Ting slept until nine o'clock in the morning. He was about to open his eyes in a daze, when Yan Sui's voice came, "You have a fever, we won't go out today, let's have some breakfast first." , want to sleep and then sleep, I will accompany you."
Yan Sui woke up once around eight o'clock, and then found that Meng Ting had a low-grade fever. He made two phone calls, and the waiter had already delivered the medicine. Seeing that Meng Ting was in a deep sleep, he was reluctant to wake him up. Just stay with him in bed.
Of course, those medicines were for external use, and Meng Ting couldn't take antipyretics at all, so Yan Sui blamed himself even more.
Meng Ting closed his eyes for a long while before opening them fully. He stretched out his hand from under the quilt, first touched his own cheek and forehead, then went to look for Yan Sui's hand, and held Yan Sui's hand. Only then did I speak.
"I'm fine, just take a rest and I'll be fine..."
There was a little unmistakable hoarseness in his voice, and the slower he spoke, his face gradually turned red, not because of a fever, but because he remembered certain scenes that were too intense, he met Yan Sui's eyes , blinked his eyes, and then stretched out his other hand.
"I want to go to the bathroom."
But before he had time to pull back the quilt, Yan Sui made his move first. He hugged Meng Ting, his eyes swept over some traces on the side of his neck, the color in his eyes darkened a little uncontrollably, and then Meng Ting relieved himself. When it came time to do the washing up, there was no room for him to intervene, it was Yan Sui who helped him.
Yan Sui kissed Meng Ting's red cheek, and then carried him to the only sofa in the room.
"You can't take medicine, but you still need a doctor to see it, so I don't worry. I'll let him in."
In the living room outside this suite, a private doctor had been waiting half an hour ago. He was afraid that Meng Ting would reject him, so he had to tell him first before letting him in.
Meng Ting nodded, then continued to sip water with the cup in his hand. He used his throat too much last night, and he hasn't recovered yet.
A white doctor came in. He took the temperature first, then listened to Meng Ting's chest several times with a stethoscope, and finally asked him to open his mouth. After a long examination, he spoke to Yan Sui in F Mandarin. communicate.
The general meaning is that Meng Ting is in good health. If he takes medicine, he will recover faster. If he does not take medicine and rests well, he can recover within two days at most.
As he spoke, his eyes glanced at Meng Ting, and his collar was pulled away by him. He should have seen the traces exposed there, even if he was a thousand degrees short-sighted. How intense, and then he was blocked by Yan Sui's side.
"Ahem," he coughed twice, explained some precautions, and finally reminded Yan Sui to be careful before leaving.
Meng Ting looked up at Yan Sui who turned around, and naturally stretched out his hands, and then he was hugged by Yan Sui.
In fact, he wasn't at the point where he had to be hugged, but he could feel that Yan Sui liked to hug him, and he was indeed a little uncomfortable, if you like it, there's nothing to tangle with it.
Meng Ting was fed and drank the porridge, and then carried back to the bed in the room.
Yan Sui rubbed Meng Ting's hair, "It was my fault last night."
Meng Ting paused when he heard this, his eyes lowered, he was playing with Yan Sui's hand, the dullness in his voice was better than when Fang woke up, but it didn't completely fade away, "Do you regret it?"
"I... seduced you, and you regretted it, so you can't say it bad?"
Meng Ting didn't know whether he used the "seduce" correctly, but the general meaning, he should have expressed it correctly. Yan Sui was restrained last night, it was he who didn't let him endure, which caused the two people behind to lose control, if it's bad, it's because of him.
Hearing this, Yan Sui sighed softly, instead of sitting on the stool beside the bed, he got up and sat on the bed, then leaned over and hugged Meng Ting, with his head turned slightly, he kissed Meng Ting's earlobe, and then He spoke back to him.
"No regrets."
Last night was still a beautiful and unforgettable night for him. Two people who were like-minded, combined physically and mentally, made their souls tremble. How could he regret such a thing.
Now it should be distressed, and Meng Ting, who was distressed and couldn't get sick, fell ill because of it.
"That's good," Meng Ting heaved a sigh of relief, he hugged Yan Sui back and stroked his back.
"I think you're happy, you're happy, and I'm happy too."
The reason is so simple, but also so simple that people are moved.
Meng Ting thought for a while and added sullenly, "Don't blame yourself, and don't be unhappy, okay?"
"Okay," Yan Sui agreed, then raised his body slightly, and kissed Meng Ting's lips, a little smile appeared at the corners of his eyes and mouth, the kind of smile warmed by Meng Ting.
This kiss was light and gentle, like Yan Sui's hand caressing his hair, it made him feel sleepy, and then he really closed his eyes and fell into a deep sleep again.
Meng Ting woke up at 2 o'clock in the afternoon, and Yan Sui took his temperature again. He no longer had a fever, and he looked quite energetic, but no matter whether he went to the living room or the bathroom, he was still carried away by Yan Sui.
The two are sticky and greasy, as if they can't be separated at any time.
Meng Ting really slept for too long, if he wakes up at this time, no matter how much Yan Sui coaxes him, he won't be able to fall asleep. Yan Sui stripped Meng Ting's clothes again, and after confirming that he would not affect his walking, he was willing to take him for a walk around the hotel.
The two walked out of the elevator, and saw a blond man in a suit head-on, he was about the same height as Yan Sui, when he saw Yan Sui, a smile appeared on his face immediately, those eyes were very attractive.
Passing guests around wanted to take a picture of him, but they were immediately stopped by the staff.
"Yan, I'm coming to find you." He looked at Meng Ting as he spoke, and the smile on his face widened by two points, "Meng Xi?"
"It's Meng Ting," Yan Sui corrected him, and then introduced him to Meng Ting, "Ai Xi, my friend, is the same as Gu Lang and the others."
"Hello," Meng Ting still said hello in Xia Guo dialect. Ai Xi and Yan Sui knew each other well, so there was no reason why they couldn't understand this sentence.
"Meng Meng, hello." He still couldn't pronounce the sound of ting, so he directly replaced his name with a double word, but his accent still had a western taste, and this Meng Meng sounded the same as "Mengmeng". .
"Where are you going?" After asking, Ashe immediately switched back to F country, looking relieved, obviously Huaxia dialect was not easy for him.
"I originally wanted to take Meng Ting around," he said, turning his head to look at Meng Ting, as if he wanted to discuss something, but Aixi stopped him immediately.
He took off his suit jacket and threw it to his assistant, who was also talking during the process.
"It's still early for dinner, I'll accompany you for a walk, I know the neighborhood well, I'll take you to play."
Yan Sui glanced at him, he turned his head and said a few words to Meng Ting, but still nodded.
He watched Yan Sui nod, and the smile on his face continued to widen, "Let's go, this way." He seemed more anxious to play than Yan Sui and Meng Ting.
When he got out of the hotel, he didn't need Yan Sui to ask, he recruited himself.
"I don't want to get married, my parents are too annoying." It turned out that he came to the hotel so early not because of Yan Sui and Meng Ting, but because he came to the restaurant to meet a lady, "She is too annoying, I told her Don't like her anymore, and she made my mother ask me to meet her."
"Yan, Meng Meng, just let me follow you."
He has a pitiful appearance, but he doesn't have the slightest elite appearance when we first met, he is just a big boy who plays tricks.
Yan Sui glanced at him, dragged Meng Ting who hadn't figured out what to say, and continued walking, assuming that he followed him by default.
"If they force me again, I will go to Xiaguo with you."
He muttered a few words, but it wasn't entirely out of anger, he really had this idea, the woman who was still waiting for him in the hotel, her family background was similar to his, she insisted on pestering him, he had a short time He couldn't get rid of his guilt, and he didn't want to compromise and marry someone he didn't like.
"Come whenever you want, don't always talk about it." Yan Sui knows a little about his situation. He was not in country F a few days ago, so he probably avoided her. entangled.
"This way, this way!" He smiled and bluffed immediately, "What's interesting about the pedestrian street over there? The flea market over here is interesting. Right now is the busiest time."
Yan Sui paused, led Meng Ting and followed Ai Xi away.
The flea market was behind a winding alley, and it took them about 20 minutes to get there, and this was when Ashe was familiar with the road.
Before they got there, they heard the sound of hustle and bustle, the sound of hawking, the sound of singing and music, and the sound of applause, as if the people of the whole city were crowded here. There are many tourists like them, so it is a very interesting place anyway.
Yan Sui turned his head to look at Meng Ting, saw that there was no discomfort on his face, so he led him to continue walking.
Ai Xi chatted with Zhen Han almost as much, babbling in various languages, and occasionally Meng Ting could understand a sentence or two, but affected by his emotions, his curiosity was also aroused.
It's interesting to touch and see along the way.
"What are you doing up front?"
A circle of people blocked the road, making the already not very spacious road even more crowded.
Both Yan Sui and Ai Xi are not short, but they are in China. They are two meters tall abroad, and there are dozens of them.
"Passers-by are fighting dancers, socool!"
Yan Sui and Meng Ting hadn't decided whether to go to see it, but the people behind them crowded up first, and they could only follow the trend.
Protected by Yan Sui, Meng Ting was not squeezed too much, and finally squeezed to the front, and saw the lively and wonderful dance.
There is no doubt that Meng Ting can't dance, and he can't appreciate much, but it's okay to applaud along with him. He doesn't have much smile on his face, but the appearance of applauding is much more sincere.
Suddenly the passer-by dancer had a red rose in his hand. He danced and suddenly came to Meng Ting. Before Meng Ting could react, he stuffed the rose into his hand, and a kiss fell on him. on the back of his hand, and then he turned around and went back to dancing.
His behavior was completely unexpected by Meng Ting, but the reactions of the people around him, including that Ai Xi, didn't think much of it. Yan Sui looked at the rose in Meng Ting's hand, and wanted him to throw it away, but he didn't say anything.
Meng Ting unconsciously sniffed the roses, they were very fresh and clean roses, he turned around gently, that person was still busy dancing, he will pay him back later.
The atmosphere became lively again because of the sudden flower offering. The dancer's eyes glanced over Meng Ting from time to time, and then he met Yan Sui's warning gaze. He smiled, and then raised a bow. ended.
As for winning or losing, everyone has their own opinions, there is no need to say it out, and there is no need to force it.
However, this dispersal, some people went north, some people went south, and the crowd was even more intense for a while.
"Hi, what's your name?"
Before Meng Ting had time to turn around, the man who was sweating profusely after dancing came to him. Meng Ting glanced at him and threw the rose back, "I don't want your rose."
After he finished speaking, he turned his head and saw Yan Sui's back who seemed to be squeezed away, so he hurriedly followed.
The dancer picked up the falling roses with a disappointed expression on his face. He wiped his sweat and smiled helplessly. He finally fell in love with one at first sight, but he already had the owner.
He waited for the crowd to clear up a little before leaving, but within two steps, he was blocked by people.
"Did you see the person you sent roses to before?"
Ai Xi grabbed the young dancer's hand, looking anxious, Yan Sui beside him had a completely dark face.
He wanted to push some people away for Meng Ting, but when he turned around, the people behind him suddenly disappeared.
He searched all the way, but first saw Ai Xi who was waiting for them outside. There was no sign of Meng Ting in his eyes, and the two immediately turned back to look for him. Naturally, they couldn't let go of the opportunity to inquire when they saw this person.
He was still holding the rose that Meng Ting had brought back just now, so naturally he couldn't say that he hadn't seen it.
He looked at Yan Sui, frowned slightly, "I returned my flowers, so I hurried to find you."
"Why, he lost someone?"
His questioning tone sounded very uncomfortable, but right now Yan Sui was more worried about Meng Ting, and he didn't have the heart to argue with him. He looked at Ai Xi, "You go south, I go north, call me anytime."
"Yes, the phone!" Ashe slapped her thigh before she seemed to remember.
But Yan Sui shook his head, "He didn't bring it with him, the phone was charged in the hotel."
Yan Sui never expected that he would lose someone when he brought Meng Ting out, otherwise he would have asked Meng Ting to bring his phone anyway.
Right now is not the time to pursue responsibility, he and Ashe nodded, and continued to search.
The man Meng Ting was following walked very fast, he was squeezed, and barely kept up with him. When he reached a corner, he subconsciously took two steps back, and the man he was following turned around and looked at Meng Ting in warning. One glance, and then continue walking.
"That's not Yan Sui..." Meng Ting said, suddenly turned around, and looked around, the crowded streets still hadn't improved, except for a few Chinese people who were particularly conspicuous, there was no sign of Yan Sui.
He looked back at the figure that was about to disappear but was obviously familiar to him, and without further hesitation, he followed up again.
Only this time, he didn't follow blatantly, but followed behind him carefully.
But the vigilance of that person was beyond Meng Ting's expectation, he suddenly turned around, met Meng Ting's gaze, and found him.
He leaned against the wall of an alley and waited for Meng Ting to approach. He dared to do this because he was sure that there was no one else around Meng Ting, and he was enough to shake off Meng Ting and leave safely. Moreover, Meng Ting obviously had no malicious intentions.
"Why are you following me?"
"I mistook the person at first," Meng Ting didn't get very close, although he felt that the person in front of him not only looked a lot like Yan Sui in back, but also looked a lot like Yan Sui. It was very likely that they were Yan Sui and Man Aunt Jia has been looking for someone for decades.
"My name is Meng Ting. I married Yan Sui in July. Yan Sui from Haicheng, do you know him?"
The man looked at Meng Ting, his expression changed from relaxed to guarded, and then relaxed again. There was a circle of stubble on his face, but he still looked handsome and handsome. He moved his fingers, as if he was not used to his hands. cigarette.
"do not know."
He looked at Meng Ting and thought of something, and frowned, but it wasn't an impatient frown, "Don't follow anymore."
Meng Ting looked at him, nodded slowly, "Okay."
Meng Ting's obedience was somewhat beyond his expectation, so he glanced at him again, and continued to walk into the alley.
Meng Ting continued to stand in the alley for a long while before he turned back to look for Yan Sui. He was such a big man, he didn't think it was a serious matter for him to get lost, but both Yan Sui and Ai Xi were going crazy.
Especially before the sky gradually darkened, both of them planned to call the police.