as gentle as you

Chapter 67

Time flies like an arrow, and the thread and plaster cast on Ling Fei's leg can finally be removed, and she can walk on the ground.

It was Wen Yiran who accompanied her to the hospital to have the stitches removed that day.It was also a coincidence that Li Li just happened to catch up with the company meeting, Ling Gang didn't have time to come, and the school was on a monthly vacation, so this "difficult" task fell on Wen Yiran's shoulders.

Why do you say this task is difficult?Ling Fei would tease Wen Yiran when she was alone with her before her legs recovered, or she would act coquettishly and ask for kisses, endlessly.Just imagine, if this guy's legs get better, can Wen Yiran still have a "good life"?

Wen Yiran "shuddered" just thinking about it.

Although he was worried that Ling Fei would "molest" him, Wen Yiran still bit the bullet and took a taxi with her to the hospital.

After the sutures and plaster were removed, Ling Fei still needs to undergo rehabilitation training under the doctor's orders. She will not be able to do running or other strenuous exercise for a long time in the future.

After returning home, Wen Yiran took out the key to open the door, carefully helped Ling Fei into the room and sat down, then went to pour water for the two of them.

"I've been walking all morning, let's drink some water." Wen Yiran put the water glass on the coffee table and sat down.

Ling Fei's panting had just calmed down, because her legs still hurt a little, even though she was helped in by Wen Yiran, she still felt excruciating pain when she moved her legs.

Because of the pain, Ling Fei's forehead was covered with fine beads of sweat.

Wen Yiran took out a piece of paper and gently wiped Ling Fei's sweat: "Look at you, your head is sweating."

Feeling the gentle and delicate movements of the woman in front of her, Ling Fei stared at her long and thin eyelashes, her high nose bridge, and her seductive red lips with a slight smile.At the same time, the pain in Ling Fei's legs seemed to have disappeared, and her heart seemed to be provoked intentionally or unintentionally, and it became hotter without warning.

Wen Yiran continued to wipe his sweat, but after feeling the scorching gaze from the girl in front of him, he paused unconsciously. Before she could react, the girl's fiery lips pressed against her.

Because Ling Fei's legs were not healed yet, and afraid that he would touch her legs if he moved around, Wen Yiran let Ling Fei do whatever he wanted on his lips.However, when the girl's soft lips kissed her, the flame in Wen Yiran's heart seemed to be ignited at this very moment...

Ling Fei first licked Wen Yiran's upper lip lightly, and the moment the latter opened his upper teeth out of surprise, his domineering and flexible tongue drove straight in.

Wen Yiran was ignited by the girl's enthusiasm, and his hands began to unconsciously climb up her waist and embrace her.

Wen Yiran was forced to dance with Ling Fei, and gradually he couldn't stand it anymore, and his whole body became weak.It has to be said that Ling Fei's learning ability is really strong. When they first kissed, Ling Fei just put her lips to hers indiscriminately. Ever since Wen Yiran lured her to kiss her last time, she never expected this guy to kiss her. I learned it in one go, directly making Wen Yiran almost out of breath.

Wen Yiran turned his head away, took a delicate breath, let go of the arms around the girl, and leaned on the sofa.Ling Fei's fiery eyes stared at Wen Yiran's lips that were moistened and reddened by her own kiss, her heart felt hot, she stood up all of a sudden, bent down, and kissed her again.

Wen Yiran didn't dare to push Ling Fei away, fearing that she would fall down if she lost her footing, so Rou Ning hugged her delicate body again.But she really couldn't take it anymore, after Ling Fei teased and entangled with her for the second time, she finally couldn't help letting out a weak groan.

After it was over, she hugged Ling Fei tightly, and the two of them were panting heavily.After a long while, Wen Yiran rubbed Ling Fei's leg, and said with some reproach and distress: "Don't do this again next time. Your leg stood there for a while, does it hurt?"

Ling Fei smiled and shook her head, and kissed her on the chin again. Thinking of the Wen Yiran taste just now, she felt as if something was about to overflow with happiness in her heart.

"Mr. Wen, you said it's miraculous. My leg hurt just now. After I kissed you, it didn't hurt anymore. You are my best painkiller."

"Slick tongue." Wen Yiran looked at Ling Fei with a triumphant smile, and said helplessly.

"Teacher, did I kiss well?" Ling Fei continued to ask, looking at her with a pair of bright eyes with a smirk.

Originally, Wen Yiran wanted to change the topic, but he didn't expect this guy to ask this!Thinking of the fiery entanglement between the two of them just now, Wen Yiran couldn't help but blushed, and didn't know how to reply to her, so he simply shut his mouth and gave her a coquettish and annoyed look.

Although it was a stare, it was not intimidating or intimidating at all. Instead, it made Ling Fei laugh out loud.Then, Ling Fei pressed her nose to Wen Yiran's nostalgicly, and sighed: "This afternoon... my mother will come to pick me up, and I won't be able to see you again."

It was only then that Wen Yiran suddenly realized, no wonder Ling Fei was so abnormal today.

Sure enough, Ling Fei was disappointed and continued: "When I get home, although my mother will take care of me at home, without you, even if I have someone to accompany me at home, I will still feel lonely and lonely."

Wen Yiran adjusted Ling Fei's sitting posture, letting her sit on his lap in the most comfortable position, with her face close to hers.She touched Ling Fei's pouty mouth because of her disappointment, and comforted her: "Little fool, can't we see each other on weekends?" Ling Fei and Li Li made an agreement to go to Wen Yiran's house every weekend to enjoy It's called "teaching".

"But today is only Wednesday, and we have to wait for two more days." Ling Fei took Wen Yiran's hand, pulled it to his lips and kissed it.

"Just two days."

"Only two days? He's one day, no, he doesn't want to be separated from you for an hour."

Even though he was already very restrained, the corners of Wen Yiran's mouth still couldn't help rising.Ling Fei's love words came out as soon as she opened her mouth, and Wen Yiran didn't know why she had so many strange ways of saying love words.

After hugging for a while, Wen Yiran got up and went to the kitchen to prepare lunch. Ling Fei sat alone on the sofa in the living room.

Bored, he turned on the TV, adjusted the channel several times with the remote control, but Ling Fei still turned off the TV.

Sitting next to him without Wen Yiran, he didn't feel anything.

Love is like poppy, once you taste it, you will eat the marrow and know its taste, and you will be addicted to it, unable to extricate yourself.

Looking at Wen Yiran busy back and forth in the kitchen, Ling Fei suddenly remembered that morning at her mother's house, when she came out of the room and saw Wen Yiran preparing breakfast in the kitchen wearing an apron.At that time, how could I have expected that the current self would actually be with Wen Yiran.

It's really a trick of fate.

Looking at it, the gentle smile in Ling Fei's eyes grew wider, and her heart was filled with satisfaction like gorgeous fireworks.

Just looking at Wen Yiran like this makes me feel so satisfied, so satisfied.It would be great if it could always be like this...

A thought in his heart became more and more intense, Ling Fei stood up without hesitation, but almost fell down again. After standing up carefully, she moved little by little with difficulty, and slowly reached the kitchen.

Soup was stewing in the pot, the sound of the range hood was loud, Wen Yiran was still chopping vegetables, she didn't hear Ling Fei enter the kitchen at all, until a warm body suddenly embraced her behind her, she was dazed for a moment.

"Ling Fei?" Wen Yiran immediately put down the kitchen knife, not daring to move, fearing that if he moved, Ling Fei would lose his balance and fall, so he asked softly, "What's wrong?"

The girl behind her didn't speak for a while, but just hugged her and took a few breaths, as if she wanted to bring all the fragrance of Wen Yiran's body into her body and integrate with her.After a while, Ling Fei's nostalgic voice came from behind her ears: "It's nothing, I just want to hug you."

Wen Yiran turned around, gently hugged the girl back, smiled helplessly and said: "Okay, I'm here, come on, let's eat later, okay?"

Ling Fei looked into her eyes obsessively and nodded.

After obtaining Ling Fei's consent, Wen Yiran carefully helped her back to sit in the living room.

In no time, the meal was ready.

In order to make it easier for Ling Fei to eat, Wen Yiran directly served the food on the coffee table in the living room.Three dishes and one soup are very filling for two people.

Wen Yiran filled the rice for Ling Fei, handed it to her, and said cheerfully with a smile: "Eat quickly."

Ling Fei also forced a smile, and took it, but put down the bowl and chopsticks after taking two mouthfuls of food.

"What's wrong?" Wen Yiran immediately put down the bowl and chopsticks and asked.

Ling Fei raised her eyes and looked at Wen Yiran thoughtfully: "Mr. Wen, my leg is almost healed."

Seeing her frowning, Wen Yiran stood up and walked to Ling Fei's seat, squatted down and asked with a smile: "Isn't that great, our Xiao Fei can transform into an athlete again."

Ling Fei met her eyes and said aggrievedly: "But... then I won't be able to come to your home every weekend for tutoring."

The days when Ling Fei came to Wen Yiran's house for tutoring every weekend was also Wen Yiran's favorite time. The two of them could be tender in a place where others could not see, and do some intimate things between lovers.Indeed, as Ling Fei said, once Ling Fei's legs fully recovered, she would have to go to school, and there would be no more good times for the two of them to be alone.

But Ling Fei was already unhappy, and Wen Yiran could no longer appear sad.Although Wen Yiran was also very sad, she still comforted Ling Fei and stroked the latter's brows and eyes with a soft catkin, trying to smooth out all the wrinkles on it.

She forced a smile: "It's okay, Xiao Fei, we can meet at school, and you can still come to me for advice as usual."

Only then did Ling Fei smile a little.

After the meal, Wen Yiran sat quietly on the sofa with Ling Fei in his arms, spending their last good time together like waiting for a suspect who was about to be sentenced.

"When will your mother come, did she say?"

"It should be almost three o'clock, I remember she said."

Wen Yiran subconsciously glanced at the clock hanging on the wall. It was 10:[-], and it was only [-] minutes before [-]:[-].

"We can only get along like this for 10 or [-] minutes." Ling Fei said sullenly, seeming to face this fact with great reluctance.

"Yes." Wen Yiran also sighed.

As soon as the words were finished, Ling Fei turned around suddenly, hooked Wen Yiran's head with her hands, then lowered her head, and followed by Wen Yiran's soft lips covering her.

With lips and teeth intertwined, Wen Yiran slowly closed his eyes, and the hands holding Ling Fei's waist became tighter and tighter.