The susceptibility period is ticked off by the enemy

"Huh?" Qin Cheng half-opened his eyelids, trying to turn his head to look, "Can you rub your arms and ribs? It hurts me to death..."

Jian Heng got off him and sat aside, flicked his waist with his index finger: "Get up."

Qin Cheng hid from the itching, took a deep breath and sat up.His abdominal muscles and ribs worked hard together, and the pain was so painful that he didn't even want to swear.

It’s not the first time he has been injured so badly, but before, he rushed into the encirclement with a knife, gun and stick to save others from fire and water, and then came back with injuries and asked Tan Qi to help him deal with it. Discover.

Today was the first time someone rushed over to rescue him. After he came back, he didn't have to spend the night everywhere. He could still be rubbed with medicinal oil when he was lying here... It was the top treatment for so many years.

It feels... pretty amazing.

At least he felt that he was squeamish from the inside out now.

After all, those who are saved have to be weaker, right?

"I'm sitting?" Qin Cheng crossed his legs and stretched his arms forward, "Is it inconvenient? How about I lie down."

Jian Heng held his hand, straightened it, and poured some medicinal oil on the bruise. "Pressing your back, crying in pain and asking Aunt Song to coax you?"

"How could it be possible to cry? I don't have the word cry in my dictionary." Jian Heng pressed his fingers on his arm, and when the light came on, the joints were particularly beautiful.

Qin Cheng looked away, looked at the ceiling and recalled. "I can't do anything else since I was a child, but I'm good at enduring pain. It's really awesome."

"I used to hide in the house to apply medicine to the wound. I didn't have iodophor at home. I always used alcohol. I was afraid that my mother would find out that I would hold a piece of clothing in my mouth. I didn't make a sound from the beginning to the end. I was in a cold sweat and never cried."

"Great, right?"

Qin Cheng said it lightly, and there was even a slight smile on the corner of his mouth.

Maybe because the room was a bit hot, or the atmosphere was too quiet, he sat in a relaxed posture, looking at Jian Heng with an inexplicable meaning that he didn't realize.

Jian Heng didn't speak, only his eyes became deeper and deeper.

Unaware of the atmosphere, Qin Cheng moved forward, raised his neck, pointed at his chest carelessly, and said, "The arm is fine, but the rib hurts. You can rub it for me first, it feels like it's about to break... A steel pipe is harder than a wooden stick..."

The moment Jian Heng pressed his fingers, Qin Cheng trembled. The ribs were indeed the most painful place in his whole body.

In the past, he gritted his teeth and endured it, but now he is a delicate flower, not only did not grit his teeth, but he was trembling vigorously. "Hey, take it easy, Brother Qin is going to die of pain..."

Jian Heng looked into his eyes and didn't move.

Qin Cheng also looked back.

Jian Heng's face was dim under the light, his thin lips were pursed into a straight line, his eyes were very dark, and he couldn't see his emotions clearly.

Qin Cheng was stunned.

Angry?Don't press it?can't you?Don't--

Jian Heng pressed hard with his palm.

Qin Cheng: "Fucking shit — Jian Heng!!!"

The feeling of tears falling on his face was so strange that Qin Cheng didn't realize it at first. Jian Heng's hand was still on his ribs, and he didn't even bother to push it away, just imprinting it so warmly.

The pain stayed on the bone for a short time, and went straight to the brain, controlling the lacrimal gland, and the tears were rushing.

"Jian Heng, you fucking... I'll rub it myself," Qin Cheng wiped his face and snatched the medicine bottle from Jian Heng's hand, panting for a long time before calming down the pain, "I'll make you die sooner or later."

Jian Heng didn't move, and sat on the side watching Qin Cheng's tossing about.

2 minute later.

"Brother Jian." Qin Cheng looked detached, and raised his head in despair, his forehead and neck were glistening with sweat -- it hurt.

"Yeah." Jian Heng looked at him with a little smile in his eyes.

"I was wrong," Qin Cheng took Jian Heng's hand, and put the medicine bottle solemnly in his palm, "You come."

Jian Heng laughed.

Qin Cheng looked up at him, the laugh just now was deep and short, but it was the first time he observed Jian Heng's smiling face so closely.It's not the kind of junior smile at the mother, but a bit of narrow-minded teasing.

Jian Heng's face is the most suitable for putting on a cold face that Qin Cheng has ever seen, coupled with his short size, it gives people a feeling that this person is so cool, so cold and so disrespectful, which is taken for granted.

He suddenly smiled just now, and the corners of his mouth slightly curved into an inconspicuous arc. His narrow eyes were less cold, but more...gentle?

This man is so good-looking that any expression is suitable for him, Qin Cheng sighed, now he would put a hat on Jian Heng and say that he is a peerless warm man, he would believe it.

However, he soon lost his mind about whether he was warm or not.

Maybe he screamed too much pain just now, but Jian Heng's movements are extra light this time.

The fingers pressed lightly on the bruise, and then the palm of the hand slowly pressed against the bruise. The heel of the palm pressed slowly, lingering on the chest, ribs, and abdominal muscles. The skin touched was hot and hot... Especially now that the two of them are facing each other Sitting on the ground, breathing staggered on each other.

It's getting hotter.

Qin Cheng always felt that he was able to face difficulties. For example, in the third year of junior high school, when an Omega in the class suddenly went into heat, all the Alphas in the class blushed. to the infirmary...

In Tan Qi's words, "Brother Qin, you were a monk in your previous life, right? He threw himself into your arms with a flushed face and you knocked people out without saying a word of comfort? It's a fucking pity that you don't apply for Guinness."

Facts have proved that concentration is only because he is "sick", and the natural buff doesn't count as fart.

He's sure and sure now that he wasn't a monk in his previous life, because he's at fucking attention again.

Jian Heng is poisonous, so who can he tease with such light and slow twists and turns...

It made him start reciting poems, it's really poisonous.

The situation can still be controlled, at least the loose school uniform bought enough time for Qin Cheng, Qin Cheng slapped his hand away, and his acting skills were on the line: "Okay, it doesn't hurt anymore, I'll go wash it first, you rest for a while. "

Jian Heng withdrew his hand.I don't know if it was intentional, but when he touched his abdominal muscles with the tip of his index finger, Qin Cheng felt that his nerves followed the fingertips, which was short and stimulating.

Fuck, why is this man like this.

Qin Cheng stood on the ground, walked out with his back to him, and asked as he walked, "Can I use the bathroom?"

"Well," said Jian Heng, "there are spare towels in the cabinet outside the bathroom."

Qin Cheng hummed, went to the cabinet and opened it - the toothbrushes, buckets, towels and bath towels were neatly arranged, all in duplicate...

Jian Heng could not have a girlfriend, he will come to see him in two days so he has prepared so many things, Qin Cheng thought a little distractedly, it's really unreasonable for him to hang around here like this.Take the time to ask.

Brother Qin is really tight on money, but it's still possible to earn money for the hotel by broadcasting more for a while.

The bathroom was extraordinarily clean, even the most easily dirty mirror was carefully wiped, shampoo, facial cleanser, toothpaste stood in a row like a soldier.

In this regard, he still admires Jian Heng. It is not easy for a boy to clean up to this point.

He is rough.

Qin Cheng took off his trousers and hung them aside, turned on the water to make it cold, and poured it on his head.

It doesn't hurt so much to pour cold water on his body, and he really needs cold water now...

The feeling of hands moving up and down the skin still stays in my mind, the bony feeling is strong, the fingertips are covered with thin calluses, rubbing against the skin brings up a heat...

It can't be wiped off for a while.

Qin Cheng's ear was a little hot.

I don't know if Jian Heng saw it, it's okay if he didn't see it, if he saw it, just like the last time he was riding a bicycle, he didn't say anything now and asked him suddenly... Who can bear it.

He had to divert his attention, turn up the water flow, put his hands on his face and stroke his hair back, exposing his forehead.The water hurt a little on the face, it dripped down the straight bridge of the nose, passed by the chin, scratched the Adam's apple, and finally dripped onto the ribs that Jian Heng pressed...

Qin Cheng cursed indistinctly in the water, drank a mouthful of water, and spat.

He propped his hands on the wall, looked at a certain place where he was still standing upright, spat for a few seconds, and began to use the power of knowledge to cleanse his dirty body and mind.

"Seeing off the guests at the first night on the Xunyang River, the maple leaves and the flowers are rustling in autumn..." The deep and hoarse voice echoed in the bathroom, with a strange piety.

This is the only ancient prose he can memorize. At the beginning, Lao Xu pressed his head on the book and forced him to recite it. Later, he skipped Chinese class for three days in a row, and Lao Xu gave up.

"...Continue the formalities of the low-brow letter, and talk about the infinite things in your heart. Gently squeeze and slowly twist—" Jian Heng's fingers passed by in a flash.

"Damn!" Qin Cheng cursed in a broken voice.

"Lightly gather, slowly twist, wipe and pick again, first it was "Neon Clothes" and then "Six Yao"." Jian Heng's voice suddenly came from outside the door, Qin Cheng jumped on the spot and punched the door, "Kang" sound.

"If it breaks, you will lose money," Jian Heng knocked on the door, leaning halfway against the wall, "You forgot your bath towel."

"Ah, the water is not cold, isn't it, ah, yes, I forgot..." Qin Cheng covered his hands, making him calm down after being so frightened. Is this the legendary person who needs to tie the bell after untiing it?

"Open the door, and I'll give you the bath towel." Jian Heng said.

Qin Cheng opened a gap, quickly took the bath towel from Jian Heng's hand, and slammed the door behind him.

A series of quick and stupid actions.

Jian Heng looked at his empty left hand, his eyelids were half drooped.After a long while, he slowly retracted, and looked up at the ceiling with his arms folded.

The sound of water splashing in his ears, accompanied by Qin Cheng's muffled groans when he rubbed his wounds occasionally, the smell of wet wood mixed with water vapor, passed through the crack of the door and surrounded him, evoking a faint smell of incense.

Jian Heng paused, and walked back to the bedroom with unusually fast pace.

after all.

Qin Cheng was not the only one standing at attention.

After Qin Cheng finished washing, he didn't see anyone in the living room.

"Jian Heng?" Qin Cheng walked towards the bedroom, "Do you have long sleeves and lend me one."

Jian Heng lay on his side on the bed as if he had fallen asleep. He slowly opened his eyes when he heard the sound, and pointed to the wardrobe.

"Thanks." Qin Cheng opened the door of the cupboard, and since he couldn't get a new one, he picked out a set of black sportswear that Jian Hengchen often wears while exercising, "I'll return it to you after washing."

"Hmm." Jian Heng said.

Just as Qin Cheng was about to tear off the bath towel, he suddenly realized that there was a large living person lying behind him, and his whole body froze.

If this living person were Tan Qi, he could immediately take off his clothes and even dance on his hips, but Jian Heng... I'm sorry, those hands are too sinful, and he won't forget the touch within a year.

Although he has a clear conscience, he doesn't have any unreasonable thoughts about Alphas, especially Alphas like Jian Heng who look like A at first glance.But carrying clothes to the living room to wear, no matter how you look at it, it seems that he has a ghost in his heart.

Qin Cheng gritted his teeth and stomped his feet to tear off the towel, and put on Jian Heng's pants as fast as he could in his life. He didn't even look for a T-shirt and just put on a hollow jacket.

"Wear your coat now?"

When Qin Cheng turned his head, Jian Heng propped his chin with his fingers, looking at him with a calm tone.

"Ah," he was seen rushing to get dressed just now, Qin Cheng was a little embarrassed, dragging his injured leg and walked out resolutely, "I have to go home and live broadcast, my mother should be asleep by now, But if she wakes up, she won’t be able to see that I’m fighting.”

"Still broadcasting live?" Jian Heng's tone was a little low, as if he didn't expect him to work so hard.Not depressed, more like questioning.

question?Ask him why.He is such a sunny boy.

"No broadcast, no full attendance." Qin Cheng walked to the door, thought of something, rubbed the back of his head, and looked back at him, "Well, I have a merciless request."

"No." Jian Heng said.

Qin Cheng: "..."

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