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The building of the hospital ward was already old, and the walls of the corridor outside the ward were yellow and full of traces. Yan Jifeng stood upright outside Jiang Yue's ward door, with a chilling aura.

The doctor next to him who was explaining the condition felt trembling for no reason, and raised his head cautiously. Yan Jifeng's exorbitant height made him feel even more stressed. Shivering, he quickly lowered his head and reorganized his language, speaking in local dialect.

"Mr. Jiang had a nosebleed because of his nerves being irritated and temporarily out of balance due to his sudden emotional agitation. Stay in the hospital for observation for a day, and he can be discharged if nothing else happens."

The medical conditions here are not very good, and even the single ward is only a few beds turned into a slightly larger bed, and there is nothing in the ward.

Yan Jifeng wanted to take Jiang Yue back to China immediately, but was worried about accidents on the way, so he could only stay in this hospital temporarily.

He listened impatiently and patiently to the doctor, and replied casually, "Yes."

and then? The doctor nervously and cautiously glanced at Yan Jifeng. This man had been outside after the patient was delivered, and his eyes were as terrifying as the god of death. He thought Yan Jifeng was worried about the patient, but now he only has this reaction?

He waited for a while, Yan Jifeng's aura made his skin crawl unconsciously, and finally confirmed that Yan Jifeng had no other instructions, so he turned around and ran away.

"How's it going?"

Zhao Yingjie just left after seeing the doctor, subconsciously asked.

When he was on the yacht, he thought that Yan Jifeng really wasn't going to get off the boat, but Jiang Yue followed him without going far. Not long after, Yan Jifeng came back holding the fainted Jiang Yue. Although Jiang Yue was thin, but his physique was there, he was definitely not light. Yan Jifeng hugged him all the way, the tendons on his forehead stood out, and his hands didn't slip down at all.

He was really startled at the time, Yan Jifeng got on the boat and said "go to the hospital", and carried Jiang Yue into the cabin. He thought something was wrong, but fortunately Jiang Yue just had a nosebleed.

But normal people shouldn’t faint when they have a nosebleed. Just now, the doctor didn’t understand what the doctor said. He remembered it after asking, and said, “Do you want to find a translator? What did the doctor just say?”

"Book an early flight back home."

Yan Jifeng only answered him this sentence, he was startled and immediately stared in surprise, "You can understand N country dialect? Why don't I know?"

At this moment, Zhao Yingjie deeply realized the gap with Yan Jifeng. He and Yan Jifeng went to the same school abroad. language of the people?

Yan Jifeng didn't intend to answer his question, so he could only continue to ask: "Then, are you looking for Yan Yueqin now?"

"Look, even if there is only a pile of bones left, he will find it for me."

Yan Jifeng's words were neither light nor serious, but they seemed to have pierced through the Antarctic ice, carrying a creepy chill.

Zhao Yingjie knew that Yan Jifeng had no relationship with his elder brother, but he didn't regard Yan Yueqin as a thorn in his side like the internet gossip about Yan Jifeng.

Yan Jifeng has been looking for Yan Yueqin for the past few years, and he doesn't understand the purpose of Yan Jifeng looking for Yan Yueqin. After all, Yan Yueqin left the Yan family long before Yan Jifeng returned to China. He was already completely under Yan Jifeng's control, and Yan Jifeng's position would not be affected whether he found Yan Yueqin or not. Yan Jifeng never had much emotion about finding Yan Yueqin, as if it was a routine task.

However, at this moment, Zhao Ying clearly felt that Yan Jifeng hated Yan Yueqin very much, as if he wanted to find out Yan Yueqin to destroy his bones.

"Yan Jifeng, if you really care about Jiang Yue, don't use this attitude."

Zhou Tian spoke to Yan Jifeng abruptly. He had been sitting on a chair outside Jiang Yue's ward. He was thinking all the way to the hospital whether it was a mistake to tell Jiang Yue the news about Yan Yueqin.

Jiang Yue's last appearance scared him. Compared with when Yan Yueqin's accident happened, Jiang Yue was still a boat waiting to be destroyed, but now it seems to have sunk halfway.

Yan Jifeng's eyes sank, turned to Zhou Tian to look like a ghost, and said with a warning: "No matter what you plan, you can't change the result. Whether Yan Yueqin is dead or alive, can you find him? What happened to them. Jiang Yue is all mine, remember?"

"You don't know what he's been through, you're just forcing him, you'll regret it—"

Yan Jifeng ignored Zhou Tian, ​​turned around and walked into Jiang Yue's ward, closed the door behind him, and blocked Zhou Tian's words.

The ward was so quiet that there was no sound, Yan Jifeng walked to the bed and looked at Jiang Yue without blinking.

He had never looked at Jiang Yue so quietly before, and couldn't help but sit on the edge of the bed, grabbed Jiang Yue's hand, squeezed his fingers into Jiang Yue's fingertips and clenched it tightly, then bent slightly, and the other hand touched Jiang Yue s face.

Jiang Yue's face was still pale, and his eyes were tightly closed, like the Sleeping Beauty in a fairy tale.

Yan Jifeng chuckled when he thought of this, and the more he looked at it, the more he felt that Jiang Yue looked like his Sleeping Beauty, and his fingers unconsciously wiped Jiang Yue's lips.

Jiang Yue's lips were very beautiful, thinner and thicker, the shape and touch were just right, the slightly parted lips seemed to invite him to kiss.

He used his fingertips to smear some pale lips into red, then pressed it into Jiang Yue's mouth, pasted it down and whispered beside Jiang Yue's lips: "Jiang Yue, if you don't wake up, I'll be right here fuck you."

Jiang Yue opened his eyes, and immediately collided with Yan Jifeng's gaze. Coincidentally, Yan Jifeng thought he was pretending to be asleep just now, and stopped pretending when he heard that he wanted to fuck.

"Scared?"

Yan Jifeng smiled ambiguously, bullied Jiang Yue's lips even worse, and wiped water stains on the red mole on Jiang Yue's earlobe. He stuck it down and licked the corner of Jiang Yue's shiny mouth, "Don't worry, I'm closed. The way you show off belongs to me alone."

Jiang Yue didn't make a sound, suddenly he lost confidence, and subconsciously added, "Right?"

After a while, Jiang Yue still didn't speak or move, just stared at him with his eyes open, as if he was really a delicate doll.

"Jiang Yue."

Yan Jifeng couldn't help but sink his voice, the thought that he had been restraining from thinking came up again, turned over on the hospital bed and half supported Jiang Yue, pinched Jiang Yue's jaw and said in a gentle but questioning tone: "Why didn't you call me?"

Jiang Yue suddenly turned his face to avoid his sight, and he suddenly turned back, forcing Jiang Yue to look directly at him, "What did you call me? Who am I?"

"Yan Jifeng, I'm tired."

For a moment, Yan Jifeng seemed to be convinced. His name was like a scary curse, and Jiang Yue never expected it to come out of his mouth.

Jiang Yue didn't even call him by his full name when they first met.

But immediately he wanted to come, this was not the first time Jiang Yue called his name in full. As if his name had some special meaning to Jiang Yue, it would make a difference if he called it completely.

Yan Jifeng laughed for no reason, but the smile was temperatureless, and he pressed his hand into Jiang Yue's mouth again, stained with water stains all over his fingers, he wiped it from Jiang Yue's chin to the collarbone, and then He lowered his head to bite the scar on Jiang Yue's neck, sucking a blazing mark before letting go.

He raised his head, held Jiang Yue's face in both hands, forced Jiang Yue to face him, and licked the water stains on the corners of his lips.

"Whatever you call me, show me who I am."

Jiang Yue was very obedient and stared straight at him, but couldn't see any emotion in his eyes.

Yan Jifeng gritted his molars fiercely, took a deep breath and said, "The flight back to China tomorrow morning, no matter if you want to or not, don't even think about going anywhere, you are mine. Jiang Yue, in this life you only can be mine."

Facing Jiang Yue's unresponsive face, he suddenly leaned down and kissed Jiang Yue again, and conveyed all his desire to possess to Jiang Yue with his movements. Hearing Jiang Yue's trembling cry finally, he Then he stopped and pulled Jiang Yue's clothes off the bed.

"Sleep well, I'll pick you up tomorrow morning."

Yan Jifeng actually didn't want to leave, but the hospital's configuration was too low, and the bed for the escort was not as high as his. Although he could sleep with Jiang Yue, subconsciously felt that Jiang Yue didn't want to sleep with him, so he didn't think about it .

He stood by the bed and didn't wait for Jiang Yue to give him an answer, so he turned and left.

"Where's the lighter?"

Jiang Yue opened his mouth unexpectedly, but he didn't say a word to him for a long time after waking up, and the first sentence was to ask about the lighter.

Yan Jifeng turned his back to Jiang Yue and did not move, his brows were drawn down like frost.

The craziest thing he ever did was to beat someone in a racing car when he was 18 years old. Not only was the other party unwilling to pay the bet, but he even wanted to beat him up.

Instead, he threw the other party's people down, which could have ended, but he went to the other party's den with a baseball bat.

Those people were a small and powerful local black organization. He fought dozens of people by himself. In the end, he won and almost died.

Zhao Yingjie came to the hospital to see him later, and the first sentence he said was: "Are you crazy?"

Yan Jifeng actually feels that he is crazy sometimes, because he has nothing, no one cares about his life or death, and he doesn't care about himself, so he has no scruples.

He didn't want to wait for others to care about him and wait for others to come to him like he did when he was a child. He will fight and snatch what he wants, he will act recklessly, and he doesn't care about anything. It's a big deal to die on this road, as long as he has enough fun.

At this moment, he suddenly wanted to fall into the abyss with Jiang Yue, which was not bad.

Yan Jifeng turned his head abruptly, Jiang Yue looked at him like he was holding on to some life-saving straw, and he answered nonchalantly, "I threw it into the sea."

The moment these words fell, the light in Jiang Yue's eyes seemed to go out.

"Go back and I'll send you a car."

Jiang Yue didn't move, even his eyes froze.

Yan Jifeng restrained the overwhelming madness in his heart, took his eyes off Jiang Yue's face, turned and walked towards the door.

"Yan Jifeng, don't go."

Yan Jifeng stood still and did not look back. Jiang Yue said it again.

"Don't go, I can't sleep."

He finally turned around and looked back, Jiang Yue slowly got off the bed, took off his shirt, walked behind him, hugged him, and kissed the back of his neck on tiptoe as he had done countless times before.

"Don't you just want to fuck me?"

Jiang Yue's hand got into the hem of Yan Jifeng's clothes, Yan Jifeng took a deep breath, grabbed Jiang Yue's hand suddenly, dragged him from behind and pressed him against the door.

He pasted his gaze to Jiang Yue, Jiang Yue was different from the puppet that didn't respond just now, as if he had changed back to his previous appearance, but it was completely different.

Yan Jifeng looked at him seriously for a long time and finally understood. Jiang Yue lost the affection he used to see him in the past, and only had the temptation full of desire.

"Jiang Yue. What do you want to do."

Yan Jifeng gritted his teeth restrainedly, holding Jiang Yue's shoulders tightly with both hands. Jiang Yue couldn't move when he pressed against the door, so he hooked his ankles with his feet, propped up his neck and kissed him, and stretched out if he couldn't touch him. The tip of his tongue swept the corner of his lips, looking extremely astringent.

Jiang Yue laughed until the end of his eyes had ripples, and said to him provocatively: "I miss you fucking me, I want to know that I am still alive. Can you fulfill me? Ah Yan."