Hot chicken roommate always flirts with me

Ji Lang didn't realize that his behavior was very painful for me, and thought that I couldn't bear to forgive him.

"Okay, you lie down." He said.

I breathed a sigh of relief, thinking he had given up, but before I took a second breath, he came back again. He put the medicine box on my side, and took out cotton swabs and medicine from it.

"What are you doing?" I turned to see him fumbling.

"Don't move," he was quite serious, and pushed my head back. I was forced to slump on the pillow again. He said, "You must have bumped into the corner of the table just now. I'll rub some medicine for you."

The place where I was hit was the waist, this guy... is really persistent.

Ji Lang carefully lifted the fabric on my back waist, and I heard his breathing became heavier.

I kind of want to know how the wound is. I just recovered from it now, and it is in burning pain. "It's serious?"

"Hao Yu, why are you so thin?" He didn't answer me, but just asked some irrelevant questions.

I thought he would say that I have a good figure or something, and that a man is very thin, I always feel that it is not a compliment.

"It's enough if you have strength." I said unhappily.

He seemed to have dipped some kind of lotion on the cotton swab, it was cool, and applied it little by little to the bruise on my waist. I heard him say in an admiring tone, "However, your waist is so thin..."

His voice was very small, which didn't match his domineering style when he waved his fists. I almost couldn't hear it because of the buzzing.

I have a thin waist, but I have a strong waist, how many times do I have to say that?

My brother seems to be getting harder.

Although the potion will chill a piece of skin on my body, but I always feel that Ji Lang's gaze is piercing my back, which makes me so...careful and unnatural.

The hem of the clothes pushed up by Ji Lang fell down a little bit, covering half of my wound, Ji Lang stepped forward and pushed the clothes back, the unavoidable frictional pain made me moan for a while.

Then, I noticed that Ji Lang's hand was shaking, and the shaking was so violent that this guy almost poked a cotton swab into my flesh.

"Fuck... are you fucking revenge?" I have to wonder this guy's motives, he was so hard just now, I grinned in pain, the only charming thought about him in my mind, now All blown away with the wind.

"No, it's not..." Ji Lang stammered, "What were you humming just now..."

"Don't you hum if I hurt you?" I'm so fucking delicate, it's the first time I was beaten by a bad student, what's wrong with me humming?

He became nervous again, "Does it hurt you?"

"Won't you take it easy if it hurts?"

"Okay, okay, I'll take it easy." He even lowered his voice.

"Fuck...slow down..." He wiped it so fast, he probably took off all my broken skin.

"How slow?" he asked.

"Huh?" I don't understand.

"How slow do you want? Is it okay to go so fast?" His voice is so hoarse, and he still asks me like this, what the hell am I...

"Fuck it, finish painting and go to bed!" I was probably getting angry, and savored our conversation carefully, and I didn't want to live anymore.

There seemed to be something wrong with Ji Lang, he painted me lightly and then lay back obediently.

"Turn off the lights." My tone was very aggressive. After the fight, I somehow felt like turning over and being the master, which made him feel confident in doing things.

Probably because Ji Lang always apologized in a low voice, obviously he was beaten more.

But he is willing to be taken advantage of, I will definitely not rush to apologize, after all, he provoked me first.

The prone position is very uncomfortable, but I dare not lie down, it hurts.

On the contrary, Ji Lang is different, he also has a lot of injuries, how can he still roll back and forth like a grasshopper.

Couldn't the bed sleep him?

At some point in the middle of the night, I vaguely heard the sound of him getting up to go to the bathroom.

I lived by myself for more than half a year, and suddenly there were more people in the room, and after a moment of discomfort, I fell asleep again.

Inexplicable sense of security, I must be crazy.