Wen Man was very tired.
But she tossed and turned at night and couldn't fall asleep at all. Every time she was about to fall asleep, she would feel a pair of strong arms holding her body, and the man would call her name softly: "Wen Man..."
She woke up with a start.
In the dark bedroom, only a ray of moonlight leaked through the gaps in the curtains, making people hazy and unreal.
Wen Man sat up and gently touched her face.
It was not a dream.
She was in Huo Shaoting's house, sleeping on his bed...
The bedroom door opened gently, and Huo Shaoting came back to sleep after finishing his work. As soon as he came in, he saw Wen Man sitting on the bed, with a blank face like a poor puppy. Huo
Shaoting gave up the idea of turning on the light, walked to the bed and sat down, gently rubbing her soft long hair: "Why are you not asleep yet?"
Wen Man followed his hand and leaned on his shoulder gently.
Huo Shaoting knew what she wanted to ask, and whispered in her ear: "I have just arranged it. I will go there tomorrow morning. If nothing goes wrong, I should be able to bail him out."
Wen Man was grateful.
She didn't say anything, but just put her arms around his neck.
Huo Shaoting was young and full of vigor, so there was no need for him to wrong himself. So everything happened naturally. Under his guidance, the two of them hugged and kissed passionately...
Wen Man was more or less nervous for the first time, and she didn't know where to put her hands and feet.
Her body was shaking all over.
The more this happened, the more Huo Shaoting was moved...
Just when both of them were confused and infatuated, Wen Man frowned and cried out in pain.
"What's wrong?" Huo Shaoting breathed out hot air and asked softly in her ear.
Wen Man's voice trembled: "My heel was rubbed, it hurts a little."
Huo Shaoting held the back of her head with his palm and looked down at her. Wen Man was afraid that he would be unhappy, so she hugged his neck tightly and said softly: "It doesn't hurt anymore."
Huo Shaoting chuckled.
He rubbed her lightly with the tip of his nose, and his voice was hoarse: "Teacher Wen, are you more anxious than me?"
Wen Man's face was red and almost bleeding.
Huo Shaoting stopped teasing her and reached out to turn on a bedside lamp. The dim yellow light came on, and they could see each other's expressions clearly.
Wen Man quickly covered herself with the bed sheet.
Huo Shaoting smiled: "So shy? I thought you were a little girl who didn't understand the world, and I didn't dare to do it."
He was just joking, but he didn't know that Wen Man really had never had a man.
He got out of bed to get her a medicine box, and Wen Man looked at his back.
He had a good figure, with thin muscles covering his tall frame, very slender but not too strong.
Before Huo Shaoting came back, Wen Man quickly put on her shirt.
After a while, Huo Shaoting came back with the medicine box, and Wen Man was already sitting on the edge of the bed. She whispered: "I can do it myself."
Huo Shaoting held her down.
He squatted down, bent his knees to hold one of Wen Man's feet, and gently applied medicine to her.
Wen Man felt deeply uneasy.
In this relationship, she felt that Huo Shaoting didn't need to be so good to her, at least not so considerate.
Huo Shaoting raised his eyes: "Don't move."
Probably guessing what she was thinking, he said in a calm voice: "I don't like to force people. During the time we were together, we were equal... well, the ideal state is to please each other."
This was really coquettish.
Wen Man wanted to ask him how many such relationships he had had, but when the words came to her lips, she felt bored: they were actually nothing! Huo Shaoting didn't say it clearly, but she understood what he meant. He would treat her well, but when he got tired of her, it would be the end of this relationship!
Wen Man thought: She should be grateful to him for leaving her a little self-esteem when she was in the most embarrassing situation.