After rebirth, hug my beloved wife’s thigh tightly

After Teng Zixuan shouted those words, he felt much better and gradually calmed down, but he still looked indifferent.

He stretched out his hand to push up his glasses and asked Nanfeng, "Where is it hurt?"

Nan Feng was startled after hearing this. He had never seen Teng Zixuan speak to him in such a tone.

It was cold, without any warmth at all.

"It's okay, little hurt."

Nanfeng didn't care about his injury at all. This injury was indeed a minor injury to him.

"I ask again, where is the injury?"

Teng Zixuan raised his eyes and stared at Nanfeng, his tone even colder than the previous sentence.

Nanfeng swallowed uncomfortably and said tentatively: "The gun was shot in the abdomen and shoulder. The bullet has been taken out. It's okay."

"Take off your clothes, let me take a look."

Teng Zixuan said and stood up to lift Nanfeng's quilt, wanting to do it himself.

Nanfeng had never seen Teng Zixuan, a driver, and immediately reached out to stop his hand, pressing it firmly against the quilt.

Upon seeing this, Teng Zixuan withdrew his hands, put his hands in his pockets and stood in front of Nanfeng's bed, looked at him coldly, and said coldly: "Take off your clothes!"

Nanfeng couldn't resist Teng Zixuan. After the two looked at each other for a long time, he was defeated and slowly began to take off his shirt.

Teng Zixuan felt very uncomfortable when he saw the bandages and small wounds on Nan Feng's body. Seeing Nan Feng taking off his clothes with some difficulty, Teng Zixuan stepped forward to help.

With Teng Zixuan's help, the clothes came off in no time.

Teng Zixuan looked at the wounds on Nanfeng's body, his eyes darkened, and his slender fingers couldn't help but touch his wounds, and asked softly: "Does it hurt?"

Nanfeng was aroused by Teng Zixuan's cold fingers, and the cold touch made Nanfeng's ears turn red.

Then he said with a silly smile: "Hey, it's okay, it doesn't hurt."

Teng Zixuan was furious when he saw him like that. The hand caressing the wound put a little pressure on the bandage and pressed it.

It was this moment that made Nan Feng grit his teeth in pain and take a deep breath.

"Wow, wow, wow, please be gentle, I'm a sick person!"

"Do you still know it hurts? If you get hurt again and don't tell me, we will break off our relationship."

Teng Zixuan let go of his hand and sat back on the chair, still expressionless.

"I'm not afraid of worrying you. This injury will be fine in a few days."

Nanfeng leaned on the bed and said to relieve the pain.

Seeing the fine sweat on Nanfeng's forehead, Teng Zixuan felt a little distressed and thought about whether he had just done something serious.

But after hearing what he said, I suddenly felt that I had acted lightly.

"If you had considered my feelings, you wouldn't have said that. You thought I wouldn't be worried by doing this, but it only made me more worried."

"Think about it for yourself. I'll come back when you think about it and leave."

Teng Zixuan couldn't stay any longer. He regretted the words as soon as he said them. From what position did he stand to say these words.

These words don't sound like they were spoken by friends, but rather like they were spoken by lovers.

Lover...!

This thought frightened Teng Zixuan. He raised his eyes and looked at Nanfeng with complicated eyes. Nanfeng was not wearing a shirt at the moment. His bronze skin and smooth muscle lines did not reduce his charm even if he was injured.

Teng Zixuan suddenly felt his ears burning, became upset, and immediately stood up to leave.

Just when he turned around, Nanfeng took Teng Zixuan's hand, with an anxious and overwhelmed look on his face.

"Zixuan, I'm sorry, I won't do it next time."

When Nanfeng saw Teng Zixuan was about to leave, he immediately reached out to hold him, regardless of his shoulder injury.

Teng Zixuan was stunned for a moment, turned around slowly, and the next moment he saw that the bandage on Nanfeng's shoulder was stained with scarlet.

Teng Zixuan's pupils shrank sharply, and he immediately pressed the call bell on the bedside, and stepped forward to untie Nanfeng's bandage.

The wound that was no longer bleeding now opened because he had just pulled it, and the wound was beginning to bleed.

The nurse arrived quickly and saw Nan Feng's wound open, so she went out to get some medicine.

Teng Zixuan took the medicine from the nurse and said, "I'll do it, you go out."

When the nurse saw it was Dr. Teng, she nodded and left. When she walked to the door, she looked back at them with pink hearts in her eyes.

"It hurts a little bit, please bear with it."

Teng Zixuan said apologetically, and applied the medicine very gently, which made Nanfeng a little flattered and wished that the wound would open again.

But just think about it, if Teng Zixuan knew about Nanfeng's thoughts, he might just throw things and leave.

After taking the medicine, Teng Zixuan picked up the bandage and bandaged Nanfeng. His fingers touched Nanfeng's skin from time to time. The cold touch made Nanfeng feel hot.

And Teng Zixuan's fingertips felt really hot, which made Teng Zixuan's heart throb, and a blush crept up to the tips of his ears.

If someone were around now, they would definitely see the red ears of both people.

Nanfeng's thoughts were already far away at the moment. He knew for a long time that he had other thoughts about Teng Zixuan, but he didn't dare to show it for fear that Teng Zixuan would stay away from him.

But Teng Zixuan's reaction today made him happy. He was thinking about whether to take the next step and express himself from time to time.

But he is afraid that others will say that he is disgusting and that he is crazy.

Nan Feng knew very early on that he was not interested in women, but he believed that this was true, but the person he liked happened to be of the same gender as him.

Looking at Teng Zixuan's profile, Nanfeng sighed secretly, this is a long process.

**

When Song Yuchen received the call from Teng Zixuan, he felt relieved and said, "Okay, I'll go there later."

He was so grateful for Teng Zixuan's call. During breakfast in the morning, An Yifei didn't say a word. Whatever Song Yuchen said, she simply nodded or um.

He didn't look at Song Yuchen at all, as if he didn't exist, and sometimes he looked at him with inexplicable hatred.

He still remembered the familiar feeling when he saw An Yifei in the abandoned warehouse, but now Song Yuchen didn't feel that way at all.

And he didn't know where An Yifei's hatred came from.

When it comes to hating Song Yuchen, maybe only the events in the past life are enough to make An Yifei hate him so much.

But this An Yifei didn't feel like she knew Song Yuchen at all, and she acted with alienation and dislike in everything she did.

Out of politeness, Song Yuchen still told An Yifei when he went to the hospital to see Nanfeng and asked her if she wanted to come with him.

"That's your friend, not mine. Why should I go? Besides, I don't know him, and we're not familiar with him either. You don't need to report anything to me."

An Yifei didn't even look at Song Yuchen, and continued to complain in her heart. She really didn't know what she saw in Song Yuchen.

Song Yuchen felt helpless at these words, but he was cute and easy to get along with.

Song Yuchen shook his head, turned around and left. Maybe the two of them would be more comfortable not being together.

An Yifei looked at Song Yuchen's leaving figure and narrowed her eyes with unfathomable emotions.

For a long time, An Yifei murmured to herself: "Song Yuchen, I hope you can make up for it in this life, otherwise, maybe I will never let you see her, even if I compete with her for the control of the subject."

An Yifei sat for a while longer, then went upstairs to the bedroom.