Give you youth to bury my love

"Mr. Lu, do you feel better today?"

The attending doctor asked in a low voice, turned his finger, and poked Lu Heng's unconscious leg with the tip of a pen, Lu Heng pursed his lips and said nothing, and waited for him to finish his routine examination before he said in a low voice: "Can I be discharged? "

"Third Young Master is on his honeymoon. Before he comes back, Mr. Lu may not be able to leave the hospital without permission." The attending doctor said with a smile, but his tone was unquestionable. Stuffed anger welled up in Lu Heng's chest. What's the relationship between him and Ji Han now?Why do we need the consent of this person to leave the hospital?

"Give me your phone, I'll call him!"

It was rare for Lu Heng to be stubborn. The attending doctor didn't understand his soft temper before, so he hesitated for a while before taking out his phone and handing it to him.

Lu Heng took it, bowed his head and dialed the number he knew by heart on the screen.

The phone rang three times and was connected, but it was not Ji Han's voice, but Guan Xing's.

"Hi, I'm Guan Xing, Ahan is taking a bath, please wait a moment."

Guan Xing's tone was still as indifferent as usual, but his voice was sexy and hoarse after being satisfied, which made people's scalps go numb.

The anger in his chest was even worse. Lu Heng didn't hang up the phone directly like in the past. He tried his best to speak calmly: "I am Lu Heng, please tell Third Young Master that I want to be discharged from the hospital, please..."

Before he finished speaking, Ji Han reprimanded dissatisfiedly from the other end of the phone: "Who told you to call?"

This tone seemed to be heinous after a few words between Lu Heng and Guan Xing.

"Third Young Master, I'm leaving the hospital!"

Lu Heng grabbed the phone tightly and said his request word by word. He was actually extremely nervous, his palms were constantly sweating, and his throat was so dry and sore.

"Where can you go after you are discharged from the hospital with your fucking legs disabled? Do you want to be released from the hospital? All right, climb out by yourself. I don't care whether you are going to be a beggar or die!"

After yelling in one breath, Ji Han hung up the phone directly, and Lu Heng stared at the blackened phone screen for a few seconds, then slammed the phone against the wall.

"Ji Han, you bastard!!"

After roaring, tears fell like rain.

At the same time, in a five-star sea view room abroad, two men sat in the room frozen.

Guan Xing was lying on his side on the bed, the bronzed skin still had Ji Han's masterpiece left behind, his legs were slightly muddy, decadent but full of deadly temptation.

He squinted his eyes slightly and looked at Ji Han, his expression didn't change a bit, but it made Ji Han feel the pressure of scrutiny.

Ji Han threw the phone aside, lay on the bed and hugged him shamelessly: "Are you tired? Do you want me to help you take a bath?"

As he asked, his hands already reached Guan Xing's waist with ease and began to knead.

Guan Xing is a daoist, and his whole body is full of hard and bulging muscles. Now he relaxes after finishing the work, and the texture of his waist is also hard and strong. Unlike Lu Heng, there is no place on his body that is not soft, like a ball Cotton, anyone who sees it can't help but want to squeeze it.

"Why did he lose his leg?"

Guan Xing finally asked, with a lazy and seductive voice, Ji Han immediately searched for the sound and kissed him, and then let go after raging in satisfaction, and replied nonchalantly: "He himself was hit by running around without looking at the traffic lights." .”

Guan Xing raised his eyes and glanced at him, his eyes were full of straightforward doubts, Ji Han felt a little guilty, hugged him and promised: "Don't worry, I will take care of it."

Guan Xing broke away from him and got up to take a shower, walked to the bathroom door, paused, turned his head and said indifferently: "His brother is not dead yet, even if his leg is crippled, it's not your turn to take care of it!"

The implication is to ask Ji Han to stop meddling with Lu Heng's affairs.

The corners of Ji Han's lips rose uncontrollably, he pulled the towel and quickly squeezed into the bathroom, imprisoning Guan Xing between the wall and his chest.

"Honey, are you jealous?"

The rest of the words were covered by heavy panting and slapping sounds, this time Ji Han did it very hard, and Guan Xing was finally carried out by him.

As soon as his body touched the bed, Guan Xing fell asleep wrapped in a quilt. Ji Han picked up his phone and turned it on, and sent a text message to the doctor: Throw him out!

After the text message was sent successfully, he turned off the phone again, threw it away, and threw the phone into the trash can.

Some people are like garbage. When it's time to clean up, there shouldn't be any hesitation.