Prison Building I

When I woke up, it was already noon, and the sunlight poured in through the floor-to-ceiling windows, and the room was filled with a smell called warmth.The half-opened gauze curtain was blown towards the big white bed from time to time by the wind, and the thin silk stuck to the face, smooth and comfortable.

Jiang Lou opened his eyes, and habitually moved his fingers first, making sure that there was no rapidly spreading pain before he dared to turn his body.

He was bullied terribly by Ling Luo before, and he often couldn't get up the next day after tossing all night. When Jiang Lou first came here, he suffered so much because of the act of getting up.

When he just woke up, he was a little confused. He didn't know what happened to his body last night. He just lifted the quilt and got out of bed. He often felt the pain that was about to burst after the movements were done, from the skin to the internal organs. Push him apart.

So later he knew, move your fingers first when you open your eyes, if the pain is not too strong, you can probably turn over; if you don't feel any pain at all, then last night...

Jiang Lou straightened up abruptly, his eyes were filled with soft white, he rubbed his eyes, and casually grabbed something under his body, but it was a soft and familiar touch.

He is in his bed.

Last night...Jiang Lou looked at the open window and narrowed his eyes in confusion. He must have slept on the floor, as if he had been hit by an iron ring on his foot, and he was lying on the ground unable to get up. .

Speaking of feet, Jiang Lou regained his senses and stretched his legs. It seemed that the pain was gone. He was a little surprised. Just when he was about to lift the quilt to have a look, the door was gently pushed open.

"woke up."

Jiang Lou was startled, he knew who it was without looking, he still had resentment in his heart, hated that person for not obeying the contract at all, hated that person for always humiliating himself like this.

He simply leaned on the pillow and closed his eyes, and pulled the quilt up to cover his neck, completely unwilling to see him again.

The steady and orderly footsteps were getting closer and closer to him, Jiang Lou unconsciously grabbed the quilt tightly and shrank back in again.

"Don't sleep when you wake up."

The peaceful and deep voice rang in Jianglou's ears, causing him to tremble, and his eyes opened without warning.

Ling Luo was fully dressed and stood at the head of the bed, looking down at him. Ling Luo's eyes were very dark, and they were different from the ink-stained black of Jianglou. It was a bottomless, unpredictable black, like A lot of things are hidden in it, and a single emotion is diluted very little.

He looked at Jianglou quietly. Although the room was very bright, you couldn't see what was hidden in his deep eyes. If he didn't want others to see something, he would be extremely happy and extremely sad. Things happened to him, and he didn't see the slightest emotion.

Therefore, those tears that are unintentionally peeped are very precious.

Seeing Jiang Lou opened his eyes, Ling Luo stretched out his hand towards him, but Jiang Lou hurriedly closed his eyes like a conditioned reflex, his face was a little stiff, his fan-like eyelashes fluttered rapidly, and his red lips pursed .

Probably thought he was going to hit him.

Ling Luo's heart suddenly throbbed, and he remembered the pain and shame that tore his body last night, and for some reason, a different kind of tenderness appeared on his face.

This look on the face of a person like him is really against the law. If Jiang Lou opened his eyes at this time, he might think that he passed out again.

Jiang Lou closed his eyes and waited for a long time, but he didn't get the expected slap in the face. He was a little dazed, and just when he was about to open his eyes, a warm palm landed on his forehead.

"The fever is gone."

Ling Luo's voice is very magnetic, it's not known whether it's because of staying up late or other reasons, it sounds a bit hoarse.

Jiang Lou opened his eyes, his face was still pale, and because he was very thin, his eyes looked big and dark, and his clear eyes looked at Ling Luo with some doubts, not knowing what he was going to do.

Ling Luo hooked her lips, and made a movement that Jiang Lou could never have imagined.

He directly hugged Jiang Lou to the edge of the bed and sat up, knelt down and squeezed his swollen instep, took out an ice pack from behind as if by magic, and applied it gently.

The movement was fast and smooth, not allowing Jianglou any chance to react, he just stared wide-eyed as Ling Luo slowly knelt down, slowly rolling the ice pack on his instep with a concentrated expression, sharpened his chin in the past The lowering became an extremely gentle angle, the corners of his lips were curved, and he seemed to be smiling.

The fingernail accidentally touched the painful place, Jiang Lou wanted to withdraw his foot with a cry, Ling Luo took the opportunity to pull him into his arms,

"Your feet are still a little swollen, don't move around."

Jiang Lou woke up suddenly, with a sense of sarcasm in his heart, and the words he said were a little bit harsh,

"I don't know why it's swollen. People have long feet, so they are not allowed to move?"

Ling Luo seemed to be taken aback for a moment, then hugged him tighter,

"Your freedom will not be restricted in the future. If you take it off this time, it will be lost."

Jiang Lou snorted again and stopped talking.

Ling Luo naturally knew what he was thinking, he put his lips on Jianglou's soft hair and kissed, and said slowly but firmly,

"As long as you don't leave me, you can go wherever you want."

After thinking about it, I kissed again,

"I'll accompany you."

I don't know if it was because the afternoon sun was too hot, and a blush appeared on Jiang Lou's pale face.He moved his neck, stood up slowly with the help of the bed, and was about to walk away.

Ling Luo threw down the ice pack and hugged him horizontally, swept his indifferent eyes across the empty floor, and spit out a few words softly,

"Your new slippers haven't arrived yet."

Jiang Lou was startled, and then realized that he probably already knew what happened last night. Just as he was about to say something, Ling Luo's sharp voice came from above his head.

"It's all taken care of."

Jiang Lou suddenly felt a little irritable, and his heart began to throb again. He didn't know if he had asthma. He felt as if he was dying, and he was so dull that he could hardly breathe.

This oppressive feeling of suffocation made him hot all over, and his body became hot again. He used his last bit of strength to roll off Ling Luo, struggling to stay away from him.

Ling Luo straightened his wrinkled shirt, and his eyes gradually turned cold. He stared at Jiang Lou's body moving on the ground, his brows furrowed, and finally he went up and pulled him up. His movements seemed domineering and powerful. With a merciless look, they are completely different from just now.

Ling Luo turned Jiang Lou's face so that he faced her. Seeing Jiang Lou's pain-resistant eyes, a strange emotion rose in Ling Luo's heart. heat.

Jiang Lou, however, had the last bit of consciousness remaining, writhing in his arms, desperately trying to escape from him.

Ling Luo became short of breath, his face changed again and again, and finally he closed his eyes.

"To take a bath."

After Ling Luo finished speaking, his hands tightened a little, and he directly carried Jiang Lou into the bathroom, first supported his back and held him in his arms, then stretched out one hand to unscrew the faucet of the bathtub, and waited for the water to rise. When it was almost done, he tried the temperature again, then squatted down and put Jianglou between the bathtub and himself, put his left hand behind his head to prevent him from knocking his head, and started to unbutton him with his right hand.

Jiang Lou's consciousness was already blurred, he leaned against the bathtub with his head down, muttering something, Ling Luo put his ear on his lips to hear what he was saying clearly,

Just a few short words hit Ling Luo's heart like that, making him flustered involuntarily.

As if foreshadowing something, Jiang Lou smiled and tears fell down:

"You will be punished."