Quick wear: Oops! The paranoid god is a love brain

Qi Jinfeng was seriously injured.

When Yan Feng brought him home, blood was still dripping from his body.

Fortunately, the security conditions in their area are poor.

The people living in this neighborhood are a mixed bunch.

So things like bleeding happen from time to time, but a pool of blood at someone's door won't attract much attention from people around.

After entering the door, Yan Feng first locked the door as quickly as possible, then took Qi Jinfeng to the sofa and put him on the short sofa.

It was the same feeling he had when he looked at her before.

The length of this sofa is really too short.

Qi Jinfeng, who was about 1.9 meters tall, was lying on the sofa with only his upper body on it. Both of his legs were drooping on the ground, with nowhere to put them.

But the problem now is his injury.

Yan Feng didn't have time to pay attention to anything else.

After helping the other person take off his clothes and checking all his wounds, he took out the medicine that was remotely delivered to him from his pocket and began to slowly apply it to Qi Jinfeng.

The scars on his body were relatively minor.

The scar on the head was the most serious.

Being beaten to such an extent, he only suffered amnesia in the plot, which can be considered a relatively mild condition. If an ordinary person was hit like this, he would normally die immediately, right?

Yan Feng cursed in his heart those who attacked Qi Jinfeng.

While trembling his fingers, he slowly applied the medicine on the other person's wound.

After all, this is the medicine sent from the world of gods.

The effect is certainly much better than the ordinary medicines available to humans.

By the time Yan Feng had finished treating all of Qi Jinfeng's wounds, he was already sweating profusely from exhaustion.

Looking back to observe the other person's condition, Yan Feng hesitated for a long time, but finally picked him up again and put him on the narrow single bed.

Although the little bird is really delicate.

But after all, he is a wounded person.

So tonight, he could reluctantly give up his bed so that Qi Jinfeng could have a good sleep, which would also help his body recover.

Thinking of this, Yan Feng covered Qi Jinfeng with a quilt, then took a blanket with a wronged look on his face and curled up on the sofa next to him.

The sofa is too narrow and too small.

Yan Feng struggled hard for half an hour.

When he almost fell to the ground for the fifth time, he finally got up again, then hugged his small blanket and crawled back to the bed.

He had already treated the other person's wound.

Judging from the effects of the medicine he applied, the patient should not have any major physical problems.

In this case……

It’s okay to squeeze in and sleep together.

Anyway, whoever wants to sit on that broken sofa can go.

Yan Feng couldn't feel wronged at all!

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the next morning.

The sunlight shone directly into the room through the useless curtains. Yan Feng frowned and opened his eyes, then he ran directly into the two familiar deep reds.

The originally dazed mood immediately became clear. Yan Feng opened his eyes as quickly as possible and looked at the man in front of him who had been awake for who knows how long.

The expression on his face changed from shock to joy.

Yan Feng smiled and said, "You woke up so soon! You were seriously injured yesterday. I thought you might not be able to hold on."

Unfortunately, the man was not infected by his emotions.

Even his face was still cold.

He replied in an indifferent tone.

He said: "If you really thought I couldn't hold on any longer, you shouldn't have laid on top of me and used me as a mattress all night."

Yan Feng:......

He looked down at the current situation.

He really had nothing to refute.

But we can't blame him, can we?

The main reason was that the bed was too small, and it would be difficult for both of them to squeeze on it.

The habit he has developed over a long period of time makes him subconsciously find the most comfortable state for himself when he falls asleep.

Such as now.

The whole person was lying completely in Qi Jinfeng's arms.

Is there any more satisfying choice than this?

But that’s what I thought in my heart.

In fact, Yan Feng still climbed up as quickly as possible, laughed dryly at the other party, and then apologized. He said, "Sorry, I didn't want to do this. It's mainly because you can see the space in my house. There is only this one bed. If I give it to you, won't I have to sleep on the floor?"

That seems to be the case.

But the two grown men hugged each other in bed.

No matter from which angle you look at it, something seems a little wrong, right?

He raised his eyebrows imperceptibly.

Then simply changed the subject.

Qi Jinfeng asked: "Are we two...something like a close relationship?"

"Wow, you actually forgot about something like this?"

Yan Feng knew that the other party was in a state of amnesia.

But it didn't stop him from showing that exaggerated expression to the other party.

While he was saying these words, Qi Jinfeng looked at him seriously.

In fact, when Yan Feng fell asleep and Qi Jinfeng opened his eyes, he had been looking at this person for a long time.

A pretty face, slightly long, smooth-looking hair, long eyelashes, and two pale pink lips.

Before the other person opened his eyes, Qi Jinfeng had already seriously considered that Yan Feng was indeed the type of person who would make his heart beat.

When the other person opened his eyes and Qi Jinfeng saw those beautiful blue eyes, he became even more certain that this person was definitely his favorite.

As for that noisy behavior...

And his sleeping posture doesn't look very good.

None of these things matter.

Because if it is someone he likes, he is still willing to be tolerant of that person in this regard.

Qi Jinfeng actually couldn't remember those things about himself.

But now after hearing Yan Feng's remarks, Qi Jinfeng felt that he could at least confirm what the relationship between him and the person in front of him was like.

Take two deep breaths.

Yan Feng was not given the chance to continue speaking.

Qi Jinfeng had already spoken with such a firm attitude, he said: "I was just teasing you, how could I forget? You are my lover, if I can't remember this, wouldn't I be a scumbag?"