Chapter 880: 897 Confession 11

Chapter 880 897 Husband and Wife 11
What exactly does Yin Zhan want? She really couldn't guess.
When she first saw the diary, she thought he just wanted Xu Yin to understand that she loved her.
But now? What does he mean to trap the two of them here?
Yan Wanwan closed his eyes, and his heart was full of worries about Xu Yin.
Xu Yin didn't think so: "What can be the case, it's just a cold. I can't handle this minor illness as a big man? I will find a way to take you away tomorrow day. I can't stay here any longer."
His colds and fevers are trivial things, and I am afraid that she will also follow the colds and fevers, then he will really be helpless!
Xu Yin was extremely annoyed at the bottom of his heart, what did the people under his hands do?
He and Wanwan disappeared for more than two days, but no one came over. It's not that I don't know where he went! He first came to Xishan Snow Mountain and asked his subordinates to check the address of this villa!
The only possibility is that someone is making trouble from it, and they can't rush over. Xu Yin thinks of Yin Zhan again!
"Don't talk anymore, just sleep after drinking the porridge."
The two of them were lying on the bed. She didn’t take off any of her clothes. He only had one thermal underwear. In order to be afraid of her freezing, he forced all other clothes on his body to put on her, gracefully. Heart, I don't know whether to cry or laugh.
I always thought he didn't love himself, but his love for himself was not felt because of her cautiousness.
On the roof that time, even though he yelled and caused her to fall, he immediately jumped down afterwards. If it wasn't for deep love, how could he desperately want to catch her?
Yan Wanwan bit her lip, tears rolled out, her hand pressed against his hot forehead, hating her own powerlessness.
"Yin..."
"I'm not dead again, crying so desolately, do you want to cry? When I die, whose arms are you going to put in? I tell you that even if I die, you have to bury me with me. You are me. If you die, you must be Xu Yin’s ghost!"
Yan Wanwan sniffed: "How can I make you more comfortable? I will serve you a bowl of porridge, OK?"
Xu Yin made a pillow with one arm, and lowered her head to condense a pearl pouring out of the corner of her eye: "Instead of feeding me this stomach, it is better to feed me another stomach. Maybe I will sweat profusely and the high fever will go away. If you can Putting all the passion for Yin Zhan on me, it’s worth burning me to death.

Yan Wanwan: "..."
She crawled under the quilt and rode on the man. Xu Yin raised her eyebrows. He was just trying to make her mouth happy. He did not expect that she would actually ride on her body, pressing down her head, and stamping her lips. On his lips.
This kind of initiative made him startled. Immediately, his dizzy head woke up most of the time.
He lay still, letting her take the lead. This was a kind of ultimate enjoyment with him, even if the north wind was blowing outside the window.
Yan Wanwan closed her eyes. The only time she took the initiative in her life before this was in this room, but at the time she was confused and burnt very confused. Now that she remembers it is not clear.
She only remembered that she came here to sketch and lived here, because the teacher drove away, so she was trapped here, but she was fine. She had everything available in the villa for food. She used to go out with the teacher to gather for a while. Just a few days.
It was just that the heating system in her house broke that time. She caught a cold and started to have a fever during the day. At night, she was not sober. She cooked instant noodles and ate it by herself. When she was halfway through the meal, someone knocked on the door. come.
(End of this chapter)