Before the Male God Blackened

Looking at the monitoring screen, the whole person holding the warmth of Feng Yue's palm gradually calmed down, even the moment Uncle Zhou stepped in, he adjusted his expression quickly, smiled impeccably, and gently fed Feng Yue. After the feeding, he started to feed him medicine again, and said goodbye to Uncle Zhou with a smile.

After bidding farewell, he sat in front of Feng Yue, stared at him for a long time, and finally sat on the ground slowly, put his head gently on the opponent’s knees, and then raised the opponent’s hand. She started to put it on her face slowly, her lips moved as if she was saying something, but it was a pity that Fang Qingya couldn't even hear a word clearly through the monitoring.

Even so, her body shivered uncontrollably. She didn't know what she was afraid of, but she just couldn't control it...

However, Fang Qingya couldn't hear it, but Feng Yue and Zhou Wenyao on the other side heard it clearly.

"Don't have an accident, Feng Yue, please don't have an accident..."

After hearing this, Zhou Wenyao saw a tear slip slowly from her eye socket through another hidden camera.

As soon as he slipped down, Feng Yue immediately felt a bit of scorching heat and moisture falling into the palm of his hand.

Feng Yue moved his fingers slightly, his eyes gradually emptied.

He doesn't understand, really doesn't understand, why? She just appeared out of thin air, treated him nicely for no reason, and pulled large swaths of sunlight into his small damp and dark room for no reason. Why? Why do you want to be so good to him? Instead, he was the one he used to be, and there is a reason, what is he worthy of being such a flowery girl doing him this way?

What does he have?

Now he is just a trash who can't even take a bath alone! Why is she so sad for him? What happened to those medicines? Even if he doesn't eat him, he is still a trash, a trash that can't do anything, why should we cry for him?

Can you stop being nice to him...

He is also a human being, and he has a heart. He will be moved, confused, and then greedy, paranoid, monopolistic, bossy...

So that the warmth was completely shut in his dark room, and it belonged to him alone.

Yes, that's what he thinks now.

At that time, she will be in pain, breathless, and even complain and hate him, and ask him why he must pull her into the darkness together, and he will become nothing again...

It will definitely be like this.

Feng Yue sank deeply into his thoughts, until the warm light and shallow breath fell into the palm of his hand, and Feng Yue's eyes finally refocused.

Feeling the other person’s breathing as if gently tickling his palms, the man lowered his eyes and looked at the girl’s clear face set against the sun for a long time, and suddenly he slowly lifted his palm and gently placed it on hers. The hair was stroked uncontrollably.

There was an extremely secretive moment in my heart, and my selfish and despicable desire was really satisfied at this moment.

Yes, he still wants to try...

Even though, it will end with resentment.

Feng Yue blinked, condensing a trace of dark tide inside, and his warm eyes softened.

Such a picture is exceptionally beautiful.

But Fang Qingya, who was sitting in her room, suddenly had a weak leg. She slid and sat on the cold floor. His teeth shook and creaked, and his hands clasped her arms in an instant.

Fengyue... Fengyue is better, he will wake up, otherwise he won't laugh and raise his hand again...

He's going to be well...

But why...why is this time...

Why choose to wake up when she is sweetest, why choose to choose this time!

Fang Qingya's expression was fierce, and she stroked all the things placed in front of her to the ground, making a loud noise.

Looking at the broken bottles and cans, the woman suddenly covered her cheek and started crying low. The teardrops rolled to her chin, and her voice was particularly sad and sad.

She is already with Wen Yao, and both body and heart have been handed over to him. Wen Yao is different from Feng Yue. He will care about her, care about her feelings, and prepare one for her all the time. Another surprise, unlike the indifference and indifference, in my eyes it seems that there is no such person as her. It is completely different, and...and...

She didn't know at all these days and nights, whether he saw or didn't see the things she and Zhou Wenyao had in front of Feng Yue, and how much he saw. If he had seen it from beginning to end, then... Then how could he continue to fulfill the marriage contract between the two of them.

What's more, she loves Shangyao. As long as Feng Yue wakes up, everything he has now will be taken back by Feng Yue mercilessly. He will have nothing, they will have nothing, and will become …

Thinking of this, Fang Qingya with red eyes suddenly raised her head, watching the warmth of the closed eyes on the monitor.

She will completely switch positions with her.

No, even she can't even own the other party's current life.

How can she be willing to tell her!

Fang Qingya lowered her head slightly, concealing the gloom that appeared deep in her eyes, and then squeezed her hand firmly.

She, never will, sit and wait to die!

"Knocking."

Sitting in his office, Zhou Wenyao, who was deeply immersed in the surveillance screen in front of him, was suddenly interrupted by a sudden knock on the door.

Suddenly, Zhou Wenyao looked at his watch almost subconsciously, and suddenly laughed.

It only took an hour, nearly half an hour's drive from home to the company, that is to say, she didn't even endure even half an hour...

Thinking of this, Zhou Wenyao looked at the closed door in front of him, and immediately reduced his smile, got up, walked forward slowly, and then opened the door.

Sure enough, seeing Fang Qingya with red eyes standing in front of him, almost the moment he saw him, completely ignoring the already stunned little secretary, she plunged into his arms.

Upon seeing this, Zhou Wenyao cast a look at the little secretary, then gently wrapped Fang Qingya's slender waist and asked softly, "What's the matter? Did you miss me? Huh?"

Although there was a smile on the man's face, there was no smile deep in his eyes.

As he said, the man ignored the way the other party was about to talk, bowed his head and kissed, and moved forward while kissing. The two entangled people kissed all the way to his desk.

Zhou Wenyao couldn't help kissing Fang Qingya, who had already begun to be a little confused and infatuated, but his eyes soberly looked at the darkened computer screen. After a long time, he suddenly closed his notebook and stretched out his hand. Fang Qingya, with blurred eyes, hugged her desk and fell completely into lust.

In the evening, the sun was setting.

Zhou Wenyao touched the white shoulders of the woman in his arms, and listened to her.

"...Wen Yao, it's true, I didn't lie to you, A Yue, he really laughed and raised his hand, I think he is really going to be better... Of course, the better, I am also very happy, just ...It's just us...He must have seen what happened before. I'm afraid that once he wakes up... Don't worry, I will definitely not marry him. I know clearly that I love you, and I am beating here. It’s for you, I came to tell you that there is no other reason, I just hope..."

Having said this, Fang Qingya sat up straight and looked at the eyes of the man in front of her seriously.

"If you choose to leave, please take me with you, okay?"

After speaking, the woman kept watching Zhou Wenyao's expression, and after getting his permission, she buried her in his arms with a smile on her face.

But at the moment she lowered her head, she didn't see the slight mockery in the man's eyes.

For him, Fang Qingya's snack machine was like it was placed brightly on the table.

Knowing her thoughts, Zhou Wenyao didn't even know whether he should be happy or unhappy right now. He just felt that his heart was empty, no matter how crazily Fang Qingya was, no matter how indulgent he was, there would be no way to be satisfied.

After sending the contented Fang Qingya away, Zhou Wenyao unexpectedly opened the notebook again. After watching the screen for a long time, he suddenly laughed, closed the notebook with a bang, and got up and dialed. Made a call.

"The situation has changed. Yes, I can speak out, and my arms can move. Yes, in his current situation, if the supply of medicines is stopped, how long will it take to recover at most, three to four months? Okay, I see. "

After speaking, Zhou Wenyao hung up.

The finger tapped lightly on the desktop.

Three to four months?

I remember that Qingya’s birthday should be approaching at that time... huh...

And at the same time the next day, Feng Yue listened to the person next to him whispering, "Master, we are going to do it over there. The medicine has stopped, shall we?"

"Press, plan."

"Yes."

Almost as soon as he finished speaking, Warmth already hugged the cat and came to him, and exhaled deeply, "This cat is too skinny, how can I tell it that the rose has thorns, so I just don’t listen. I’m going to bump my head up, every time I chase behind it, I almost stabbed..."

With that, Warmth sat down beside him, and then gently placed the kitten, who was still pretending to be innocent in his arms, on Feng Yue’s lap, watched it with a smile and meowed, and then lay in peace of mind. Down.

I will chase it now, if it doesn’t change in the future, you will always chase it, and one day you will still get tired...

Suddenly, such a thought flashed through Feng Yue's mind.

Then I suppressed it, whether it was tired or not...

No cat will let go.