Quick time travel: net king male god Raiders

Chapter 81 Well, I Love You

"Yeah Ryoma! Let me feed you sushi too!"

"I'm stuffed."

Echizen Ryoma wiped his mouth calmly and stood up by himself.

Tomoka Kosakata held back her mouth, and stared at me resentfully with cat-like eyes, "Why can you feed Ryoma sushi? It's really annoying."

"Uh, because, that—"

Damn it, I can't even find a good reason to say it.

After returning to my house from Takashi Kawamura's sushi restaurant, Echizen Ryoma said that he was sweaty and uncomfortable, and wanted to borrow my bathroom to take a shower.

While he was in the shower, I rummaged through the rooms looking for the medicine kit.

After finally finding it, Echizen Ryoma also came out of the bathroom.

He was just shirtless, his dark green hair was half dry, and the hair on his forehead fell down slightly, sticking obediently between his brows.Because of his fair skin, the red marks on his face became more obvious.

Enshrouded by water vapor, the outlines of the facial features are exceptionally clear and distinct, the thin lips are delicately curved, and further down...

This kid is in good shape, although he doesn't have any abdominal muscles yet, but he is lean, his bones are straight, and he doesn't have any fat on his stomach. Maybe this is also related to long-term physical training.

but--

The only glaring thing is:

Not only Echizen Ryoma's arm, but also his collarbone was injured, and his chest was also bruised in many places.

My heart tightened suddenly, as if I was injured, I hurriedly greeted him and said, "Come here quickly!"

He came over wiping his wet hair, and seeing him walking slowly, I impatiently grabbed his wrist and pulled him to my side.

Two fingers pinched his chin, lifted his small face as big as a palm, and then carefully looked at the wounds on his face.

"Tsk tsk, look at how injured you are. Don't you hide when the ball hits you? Are you an idiot? Can't you save people some time? What a group favorite?"

"You feel sorry for me."

This time it's not an interrogative sentence, it's an affirmative sentence.

My sullen eyes looked into the depths of his clear, bright amber pupils.

"Yeah!" I said, dipping my fingers into the ointment and applying it to his face.

"why?"

"what why?"

"Why do you feel sorry for me?"

"..."

Yes, why should I feel sorry for him?

I thought about it.

I sneered and said, "Didn't anyone say that you can rely on your face to make a living? If such a good face is injured, it would be painful for anyone to look at it."

"Any other reasons?"

"Of course not, otherwise what do you think??"

"...It's nothing." He lowered his eyebrows and said in a muffled voice.

I painted his face, and then I painted his collarbone wound.

Originally I was focused on nothing, but when my hand touched his chest, Echizen Ryoma suddenly shrank back.

"I'll do it myself." His voice was a little hoarse.

"Then you come by yourself."

I didn't force it either.

He finished applying it in three strokes, five divided by two, boys move very quickly.

I handed him the ointment in my hand, and told him word by word, "Remember to apply the ointment three times a day, and keep the wound away from water!"

He sighed inaudibly, "Understood, long-winded."

Damn, you still dislike me for being long-winded, you brat.

"But why did you sigh just now?"

"Nothing, I'm leaving."

Echizen Ryoma didn't want to wear his wet short sleeves, so he just left in my white coat.

I can't laugh or cry, that's my favorite coat!

Just like that, he was kidnapped by him!

(End of this chapter)