Quick Wear: After being conquered by the male protagonist, he said I was sick

When Shi Jin woke up, Jiang Que was still sleeping.

His breathing was steady beneath his well-endowed chest, and his fair, delicate face looked particularly well-behaved while asleep, not at all as aggressive as it would be after waking up.

Jiang Que put his hands on his waist, and the two of them were very close, like hugging a large doll.

Shi Jin tried his best not to wake Jiang Que up and carefully moved his hand away from his waist.

He got up and sat on the edge of the bed to look for his slippers. He lowered his eyes and saw a small pile of scattered paper balls next to his slippers. They were thrown there by someone after helping him last night.

is his.

It's not just his.

Thinking of the absurdity of last night.

Shi Jin pinched his eyebrows with a headache.

I don’t know how things turned out like this.

All the buttons of her pajamas had been undone by someone last night, leaving some marks on them.

Following the sound of the young man's slow breathing behind him, Shi Jin looked back, frowned, and a trace of worry flashed across his face.

As the saying goes, it takes two to tango.

This caused the situation.

He was also wrong.

With a deep sigh, Shi Jin buttoned his shirt back up with a serious face.

Jiang Que woke up just after taking two pills. Seeing Shi Jin sitting beside the bed and getting dressed, he said in a low voice, "Good morning, Doctor Shi."

Shi Jin paused, his eyes trembled as he turned his back to Jiang Que, and he responded with a light "hmm", then quickened the pace of buttoning.

When he was buttoning the last two, Jiang Que, who had just woken up, stretched his hands. As Shi Jin became more and more anxious and his movements became less and less accurate, Jiang Que grabbed the hem of Shi Jin's clothes.

She moved forward and got behind Shi Jin as if nothing had happened. She lifted the hem of his shirt, leaned forward slightly, and gently kissed the back of Shi Jin's waist.

It was like an electric shock.

Shi Jin opened his eyes slightly and straightened his back.

The lower back that had been kissed by Jiang Que subconsciously bent inward, as if trying to escape and reject this strange feeling.

Jiang Que saw Shi Jin's stiffness, curled his lips and smiled, and asked knowingly: "Doctor Shi?"

Jiang Que didn't wait for a response, but it was Shi Jin who responded.

Immediately put on your slippers and stand half a meter away from the bed.

He quickly buttoned his clothes and turned around, his evasive eyes fell on Jiang Que.

She suppressed the strangeness in her heart, took a deep breath, lowered her eyes, and said with certainty: "You like men!?"

Shi Jin, who was sitting on the bed, ran away. Jiang Que simply lay on his side, supporting his head with his right hand. His eyes casually fell on Shi Jin, who was looking like he was facing a great enemy. After thinking for a moment, he raised his lips and replied, "I guess so. It depends on what kind of man he is."

"If all these men are as outstanding as Dr. Shi, I wouldn't mind having one."

"..."

There was a faint smile in the boy's eyes, and his casual attitude made it difficult to tell how much truth and how much falsehood were contained in his words.

Shi Jin frowned deeply.

After these two nights, he could guess a little bit.

But what confused him was not that Jiang Que liked men, but that he did not refuse.

There are even some vague thoughts hidden in it.

For him...

Not a good sign.

Shi Jin frowned, took a deep breath and ignored the topic for the time being.

He threw a sentence to Jiang Que who was lying on the bed: "Get up, pack up, and follow me to the hospital."

Shi Jin and Jiang Que are not much different in height, but their auras are different.

I took some clothes from Shi Jin's closet and changed into a beige long sweater with light-colored loose jeans.

The moment he put on the clothes, he transformed from a bad boy into a boy next door.

Even his cold and serious face seemed softer against the light-colored sweater and colorful hair.

After someone washed up and changed his clothes, he waited at the entrance for him to go out together, just like he was at home.

There was even a hint of disdain floating across that handsome face.

I didn't feel embarrassed at all.

Shi Jin came out after finishing his work, put on his glasses and regained the elegance that a mature man should have.

He glanced at the clothes on Jiang Que, which were completely different from the calm and homely style he wore before.

Maybe because of youth, clothes look more youthful and bright on someone.

Shi Jin lowered his eyes, raised his hand to push up his glasses to cover the cold light in his eyes, and didn't want to admit that he was old.