If you fall in love with a fool, the boss is annoying

Liu Xiang didn't understand, at this time, he was just like a war scum, without even the basic equipment, and recklessly crashed into Bian Hexuan's dungeon.

For Bian Hexuan, he didn't know whether to call himself lucky or unlucky when he got a broken bone.Just because of a few tenths of a second of compassion, his car crashed and was scrapped.Looking back now, I still feel a layer of cold sweat on my back.He had seen the accident identification photos, and if he hadn't been told that it was his car, he wouldn't have recognized it.But in such an accident, the driver not only survived, but only broke one thigh.

Seat belts and airbags saved his life, and the rest was luck given to him by God or the dog.

After undergoing surgery, internal fracture reduction with steel nails, and plaster gauze, Bian Hexuan was firmly trapped in Lane 301, and he did not dare to tell his own mother.The only thing that relieves him now is really the beautiful fool who is desperately acting in front of him.

Liu Xiang's actions are very straightforward, not sloppy, and she is a nurse. She cleaned up 301 in two hours, and wiped the locker, microwave oven, and small refrigerator several times with disinfectant paper towels.The ward where Bian Hexuan lives is a single room, and Liu Xiang is rarely able to move into this kind of suite, and it is not easy to work around.But he is not tired, he still wants to do it.

After going out for a while, when she came back, Liu Xiang had a few dark blue things in her hands, like splints and plastic blocks.The condition of the ward is very good. There is a TV and a small refrigerator. Liu Xiang changed into her slippers, opened the door of the small refrigerator with her waist exposed, and stuffed dark blue into it.

"What are you stuffing?" Bian Hexuan asked suddenly. He had been watching fools for a long time, and even the TV was just a display.

"I stuffed an ice pack. I asked for it at the nurse's station, and I asked my sister for it." Liu Xiang was very serious about everything, and when he was serious, it was very confusing. He didn't look stupid, but he revealed his secrets when he opened his mouth.

"Come here." Bian Hexuan thought he was idle, and his eyes couldn't help looking at the fool's hand.

"Brother is going to pee? I'll get you a urinal." Liu Xiang rolled up her cuffs, her forearm was dripping wet, and she didn't have time to wipe it off.He has taken care of patients with fractures, and usually calls him at night, mostly because he needs to pee.

Bian Hexuan was so angry at his self-proclaimed cleverness, there is a saying, don't get angry with fools.Liu Xiang is also a fool, but if he has a bright mind, Bian Hexuan would have done it long ago.

"Xiangxiang, come here and show me your hand."

Liu Xiang stood up slowly, looked at the hands first, and then the back of the hands after reading the palms.look at his hands?No employer wants to see his hand.Confused, Liu Xiang walked over, her voice also aggrieved: "Brother, I don't have anything in my hand, so you don't need to look at it. I just took an ice pack."

The big man at 182 was unequivocal when he was wronged.

"Who said you took something from me?" Bian Hexuan looked very aggressive, and his hands retracted in fright.

"Brother, why are you looking at my hands? My hands are empty." Liu Xiang emboldened herself, telling herself that the elder brother is not bad, so the elder brother just took a look, so he opened his palms and spread them out for Bian Hexuan to see.

This is an unspeakable stink, Bian Hexuan has a kind of obsessive obsession with his opponents.When he was a child, he had many injuries on his hands, such as cuts and fight scars, which were ugly when stretched out.There is a family in the alley with good conditions, and the small yard is bigger than Bian Hexuan's.There is also a boy in his family, how old is Bian Hexuan, who learned the violin one summer vacation.

Bian Hexuan was 13 years old at the time. Hearing that the boy was singing well, he climbed the wall to peek out of curiosity.The small courtyard is well-kept, Bian Hexuan can't describe how beautiful it is, and he won't understand the cultural atmosphere until he grows up.Small hand-made lanterns are hung on the grape trellis, and Langhao with big characters is hung on the window to dry.There is also a small stone table, and the horizontal and vertical grids carved on the table are called chessboards.

That day, Bian Hexuan climbed on the top of the wall and watched the kid practice the piano seriously.The fingers are pressing the qin, and the other hand is holding a wooden stick, which I later learned is called a qin bow.After the practice, he took a piece of watermelon from the stone table and ate it. The watermelon water flowed down the back of his hand like pale pink blood vessels.That night Bian Hexuan dreamed of him.When he woke up, he shivered, his pants were messed up and stuck together.

Also from the day when he was 13 years old, Bian Hexuan knew that he liked boys, and he also liked good-looking hands.Of course, after he climbed the wall and was beaten down by his parents, this endless love affair only lasted for a week before ending in a rest.

From then on, Bian Hexuan couldn't hate a man with good hands.He regarded the idiot's hand as sacred, not the kind of rascally groping, but like touching a piece of jade, gently holding the back of the idiot's hand, and rubbing the lines on his palm.

"Take an ice pack and freeze it? Don't look stupid, you can be a hand model."

Liu Xiang shrank her neck: "It's not a fool, it's just a slight mental retardation."

"All right, all right, mentally retarded." Bian Hexuan was annoyed by his explanation, turned his wrist, and rubbed Liu Xiang's hand in his own.Well, the skin is not thin, after all, it is a nursing worker, it is not soft, and it is a pair of strong hands with thin palms.This is right for Bian Hexuan's taste again, this fucking is his heavenly dish!He doesn't like slippery and tender ones, he likes men, and men's hands.

"Brother... what are you doing, brother?" Liu Xiang didn't know what it was for, anyway, he wasn't afraid or hurt, so he just tilted his head to think.

"Go, bring me the bottle of sheep oil in the drawer." Bian Hexuan looked at the bedside table, Liu Xiang opened it, and found a white porcelain bottle as instructed.Bian Hexuan suffered a lot when he was a child, he suffered from frostbite in winter, and his palms were dry and chapped in summer due to lack of nutrients, so he was good at massage.Use the palm of your hand to warm up the sheep oil first, grab the fool's hand, and apply it from the palm to the fingertips, and then to the back of the hand.

Like glazing china.

"Put this oil in the drawer. Remember to use it every time you wash your hands. There is a lot of water in winter." Bian Hexuan knew that he was talking to a pair of hands, and he took advantage of the advantages.But Liu Xiang heard that it was not the case. He didn't understand that Bian Hexuan oiled him because he was bored, and he didn't understand that it was rubbing his hands for dry addiction.

A fool's trust was bought by a bottle of lanolin.

He had never been hurt like this by anyone, and he was a little afraid to look at it.Brother, don't you hate him?I also anointed him with oil, and rubbed it over and over again until my hands became hot.Sudden being hurt so badly, Liu Xiang not only blushed, but also blushed, and even complacent, thinking that it was her credit for cleaning up the ward.

But Bian Hexuan didn't think so. Hands are hands, and people are people. There is no need to be sympathetic.Suddenly, he remembered one thing. Liu Xiang was a nurse looking for outside, and there were everyone in a place like a home economics center, so he suddenly didn't want to touch it anymore.

"Okay, take a shower quickly, don't tidy up, put the bed on the bed after washing." He thought Liu Xiang's old clothes were dirty and had bacteria.

Liu Xiang withdrew his hand in embarrassment, and sniffed his palm hard. It was so fragrant that he didn't want to touch the water, but he still went to pick up the luggage bag tactfully.He has a transparent toiletry bag, and what's in it can be seen to the bottom, it's all very cheap personal items.I stuffed another pair of underpants and a vest until the laundry bag was bulging.

After putting it on, Liu Xiang turned her back to Bian Hexuan, and took off her sportswear skinny.

There is another layer under the sportswear, a hurdling vest that looks like a thin piece of cloth.It was as white as the walls of the hospital, and it was washed very cleanly, but because it was washed too diligently, the material lost its shape even if it was lax.It's thin, very thin, and it can only be washed like this after no less than a hundred times of washing, but Liu Xiang can't tell the difference, so she still wears it.

"Brother, I'll go in and take a shower. You have something to do, wait for me." Liu Xiang went in to take a shower wearing his semi-see-through vest, Bian Hexuan was shocked by his flimsy vest, and said nothing.

It's all so stupid, I didn't expect it.

After a while, there was a sound of dripping water in the toilet, like water hitting the wall of the toilet, burning ears, as if the sound came out with heat.Bian Hexuan got goosebumps all over his body, and just about to turn up the volume of the TV, there was a loud splash in the toilet, and the toilet flushed.

Liu Xiang knows to pee before taking a bath, and flush the toilet after peeing.I stripped off my clothes, folded them, and stood inside the glass door, water spraying from the shower.He didn't dare to wash for a long time, the soap foamed up, and scrubbed roughly on his body several times.As soon as the hair was rinsed, after the foam was washed off, I didn't dare to wash it any more. It was dripping wet, and my whole body was covered with water.

If you wash it for too long, the fragrance on your hands will be gone, so you have to wash it quickly.

There is a door, two worlds.

Bian Hexuan was looking at his phone, deleting photos of him and Liu Xiang one by one.Thinking about it carefully, he couldn't think of any blind spots in his relationship with Liu Xiang, except that Liu Xiang wanted to stay in school to study as a graduate student after graduation, but Bian Hexuan didn't let him go, but in order to make up for it, he opened a branch company for Liu Xiang, and the mixed-race highly educated pile driver was him Recruited into the branch.

Or, did Liu Xiang tear up his admission ticket for the Eighth English Specialist?This matter is too much for me, Liu Xiang is a top student in international trade and has the qualifications for the exam, Bian Hexuan doesn't think this is very important, but Liu Xiang is so angry that he ignored him for two months.

Could it be because he withheld his passport privately?But at the end of the trouble, I went back, but I didn't let Liu Xiang go abroad to relax.Can all kinds of insignificant things defeat his 5-year sincerity?

Deleting and deleting, the toilet door cracked open, the heat was like thick fog, and a person emerged from the fog, a fool who hadn't wiped himself dry.Bian Hexuan glanced over, and the phone was almost knocked off.

Bian Hexuan really hasn't seen this kind of hurdling vest and thin pants for 10 years, and they should have been eliminated long ago.It can be seen that the underpants are mint green, and like the vest, they have lost their elasticity and cannot cover a few taels of flesh.The wind from all directions can blow in along the thighs of the fool, like the little underpants of a junior high school student, barely covering the buttocks, but in fact it does not cover anything.

Bian Hexuan heard a sizzling sound in his head, it was the sound of frying a poached egg, the shell of the egg was broken, and the bright yellow yolk and transparent white slid into the hot pan for frying.

The tattered trousers are secondary, the main thing is that the idiot didn't dry himself, and the water dripped from his hair.After such a commotion, the translucent vest and underpants became 80% transparent against the flesh.

Liu Xiang is not skinny, but has a sporty body. The muscle lines from physical labor are obvious, and her upper arms are particularly good-looking.He was wearing an old towel, still regretting that the scent on the palm of his hand had been washed away, his eyes met Bian Hexuan's, there was a trace of happiness in it, but there was no shame.

Normal people would be ashamed of unrevealed underwear and looming private parts, but fools would not.

Liu Xiang couldn't understand the disgust in Bian Hexuan's eyes, so he was very happy.Stepping on a pair of wet slippers, pattering away, two buttocks almost fell out of the drooping pants.Walking to the bedside table, he suddenly remembered to dry off, so he wiped his legs with a half-wet towel, and stared at the drawer happily.

Bian Hexuan understood from the greedy look on Liu Xiang's face that this idiot was thinking about that bottle of oil, and wanted to use it after using it.

The author has something to say:

friendly reminder:

Liu Xiang is no scumbag.Xiangxiang is very good at nursing.Mr. Gong Bian deserved it for his broken leg.