Gentle oppression

An upward curve emerged from the thin waistline, round and full, white and soft, looking delicate and clean.

He should look away, but Lu Zhuo couldn't.

During the years of self-respecting Jiang Yu, paranoia and possessiveness raised a deformed beast in his heart, with a hideous and ugly face, and now that beast is released when he and Jiang Yu meet again—he wants to Jiang Yu took it for himself.

They were almost going to be brothers. Lu Zhuo knew that he would be a good brother, but they missed it by mistake. Now Lu Zhuo doesn't want to be a brother anymore.

The little snail is a slow-moving mollusc, and it crawled into his heart without any trace. The snail's shell is so fragile, Lu Zhuo wanted to use his own heart to give him a home.

He knows it well.

he thinks.

want him.

I want to hug him, I want to protect him, and I want to... bully him.

So Lu Zhuo did it.

He walked over in three or two steps and wrapped the person around his head with a big bath towel, then fished him into his arms, rubbed Jiang Yu's wet hair with the towel and said, "I've been away for two hours and you're just messing around like this. Don't want to be sick?"

Jiang Yu was aggrieved: "I sweated a lot, and I didn't take a shower yesterday. My body is sticky and uncomfortable."

Lu Zhuo scratched Jiang Yu's hair with his hands, and felt that it was still a little damp, so he hugged the person's waist and buckled it in his arms as if taking advantage of it, and wiped it again.

This time Jiang Yu hid, but Lu Zhuo's arm was wrapped in a bath towel and he couldn't reach out, so he could only lean back and say, "You seem to be wiping a puppy..."

Lu Zhuo hugged Jiang Yu several times, but this time he hugged Jiang Yu more contentedly than any other time. He patted Jiang Yu's little head in a good mood: "Aren't you stupid? Call yourself a puppy."

Jiang Yu pushed him and said, "I'll do it myself."

"It's been wiped dry." Lu Zhuo hung up the towel, took him out of the bathroom with his arms around him, let him sit on the side of the hospital bed, turned off the air conditioner in the ward, and found a new pair of pajamas for Jiang Yu to pass. Come over: "Put on your clothes, I'll get you a hair dryer and blow it on again."

Jiang Yu was like a kid who made a mistake, he took the clothes honestly, and when Lu Zhuo found the hair dryer, Jiang Yu had already changed into his pajamas and obediently sat on the bed waiting for him.

The bed was a bit high, his feet couldn't reach the floor, and his slender legs naturally hung by the side of the bed, dangling unconsciously.

He is also a little scared now, after all, being sick is really uncomfortable.

When Lu Zhuo came out with the hair dryer, Jiang Yu reached out to grab the hair dryer, and said a little guiltyly, "Well, are you angry?"

Lu Zhuo patted his hand, instead of giving him a hair dryer, he adjusted the wind speed and temperature on his own, and said, "I'm angry, so be good and sit down."

Jiang Yu was scared.

He judged the situation and finally temporarily gave up his plan to keep a safe distance from Lu Zhuo.

With his back straight, he waited for Lu Zhuo to dry his hair, and when Lu Zhuo returned from the hair dryer, he hesitated and said, "You...don't need to go to work?"

Lu Zhuo said, "Today is Saturday."

Jiang Yu asked again: "Aren't you on a business trip?"

Speaking of this matter, Lu Zhuo held his breath. He glared at Jiang Yu and said, "Things went much smoother than expected, and it didn't take that long. I'll be back when I'm done."

After all, someone is hooking him up with dozens of messages a day, and he has long since returned home.

He squeezed Jiang Yu's face: "It was agreed that you would pick me up at the airport, when are you going to pay back the meal you owe me?"

It was only then that Jiang Yu remembered that he still wanted to take Lu Zhuo to eat skewers.

But he didn't dare to go out to eat with Lu Zhuo anymore, especially if it was a place recommended by his colleagues, the risk of being seen "private meeting" again was too great.

When Jiang Yu didn't speak, Lu Zhuo patted his forehead again: "What's wrong? Are you planning to renege on your debt?"

Jiang Yu lowered his head and didn't know what he was thinking. After a while, he said in a low voice, "It's not bad, can I transfer the money for your meal?"

Lu Zhuo made him laugh angrily: "Jiang Yu, am I short of your meal money?"

After Jiang Yu finished speaking, he realized that he was stupid, and said falteringly: "I...I..."

Lu Zhuo glared at him: "What are you?"

Jiang Yu quickly raised his head to look at Lu Zhuo, pursed his lips, and lowered his head again.

He couldn't speak.

He couldn't say what his colleagues were talking about behind his back.

Lu Zhuo looked at the soft hair on the top of his head, sighed, and asked, "What's the matter? After walking for a week, you have a quarrel with me again?"

Jiang Yu was silent for a while, looked up at Lu Zhuo, and called out a little wronged: "Lu Zhuo..."

Lu Zhuo let out a "hmm" and waited patiently for Jiang Yu's next post.

Jiang Yu coughed twice, Lu Zhuo stuffed a piece of peach pulp into his mouth, chewed it slowly, and then asked with a bit of grievance: "If I go back on my word, will you be very angry?" ?”

Lu Zhuo said, "What are you regretting? You don't want to invite me to dinner?"

Jiang Yu gave a barely audible "hmm".

Lu Zhuo racked his brains for a long time and didn't know why he scared him again, and he still hasn't told Jiang Yu that he likes him, so it doesn't make sense to scare people so much that they dare not eat with him , so he simply asked directly: "What happened to you?"

Jiang Yu said anxiously, "It's not you."

Lu Zhuo frowned: "Who is that?"

Jiang Yu stopped talking again.

Lu Zhuo waited for him for a while, but he didn't hear the following text, so he called Jiang Yu: "Jiang Yu?"

Jiang Yu blushed, changed the subject and said, "I'm sleepy."

Lu Zhuo: "..."

Jiang Yu seemed to have finally found a way to escape, he twisted his body and got under the quilt, trying to avoid Lu Zhuo's probing gaze, but Lu Zhuo grabbed his wrist: "Didn't I just sleep for a while, It's not good to sleep too much, I'll take you to eat something, and you won't be sleepy when you go for a walk."

Jiang Yu struggled slightly to take out his hand, not daring to look at Lu Zhuo, and said pitifully, "I'm not hungry, and I only slept for a while just now."

Later, when he wanted to go to the toilet and woke up, he found that Lu Zhuo was gone and he was the only one left. Jiang Yu was so panicked that he couldn't fall asleep anymore.

He didn't dare to stay in the hospital alone, he didn't know if Lu Zhuo would come back, and he didn't want to make a call to Lu Zhuo in order to keep a distance.

Lu Zhuo looked at the person who kept trying to get under the quilt, and said helplessly: "What is my little head thinking about every day, I don't want to say it if I don't want to, but you are not allowed to pretend to be asleep now."

Jiang Yu, who had his thoughts pierced, looked miserable: "Then, is it okay to eat in the hospital's cafeteria?"

Seeing his miserable appearance, Lu Zhuo felt his hands itch, poked Jiang Yu's soft face and said, "You take good care of your illness and be good, I promise you."