"Oh." My face burned even more fiercely; I didn't dare to look at him at all.
Sometimes, Yu Longting barely seemed like the ghost python.
He even seemed more adapted to society than I was.
In the hospital, he effortlessly took care of my medical visits and even took me to a hotel to check in.
At the front desk, he naturally pulled out his ID card.
With a "beep," the room door was unlocked.
Yu Longting placed me on the bed.
I sat up abruptly and blinked at him.
"Fine, I'll show you." Yu Longting finally caved to my persistence, rubbing his forehead irritably, "It's as if after you see it, my wound will feel somewhat better, but it is merely another person feeling miserable."
He sat next to me, grabbed my hand, and placed it over the buttons on his shirt. "Wanwan, if you want to eat well, you've got to do it yourself, understand?"
Why is it that whatever he says always sounds so dirty?
