Shuangwen villain set collapsed

The incandescent light bulb in the bathroom was on, and a figure appeared in the mirror above the sink. The black-haired boy was standing in front of the mirror in white short sleeves, looking down at the blue and red patch on his wrist.

Yan Shao put his palm on it and rubbed it, and a new scar appeared on the cheekbone on his face.

"Yan Shao, do you have cotton swabs at home?"

The boy outside the door yelled in a clear and loud voice.

"There should be!" Yan Shao replied loudly, he turned on the faucet of the sink, and put his hands under it to rinse.

When he opened the door to the bathroom, the low temperature outside made his arms a little pimple. In his room, Yu Lian with sword eyebrows and star-eyed eyes was wearing a pair of ill-fitting jeans. Wearing cropped trousers, the calf stretched straight.

He sat on a wooden bench, holding a box and rummaging through it.

It all started 10 minutes ago.

Yu Lian brought Yan Shao to the neighborhood of the residential building, and was about to leave when he stepped on the broken ground, and the dirty water soaked his trouser legs. In order to dodge, Yu Lian jumped to the side, stepped on a stone again, and sprained his foot. up.

What a shame that the man who knocked down the No. [-] Colonel was defeated by a stone!

Yan Shao couldn't just stand by and watch, he brought him home and asked him to change into a pair of clean pants. Yan Shao was not as tall as Yu Lian, and his legs were not as long as Yu Lian. He wore just right pants and passed them on to Yu Lian. It's a little short.

Yu Lianxu felt unwell, his trousers were unbuttoned, he was resting on a stool with one leg, holding a bottle of iodine in his hand.

The original mother is often injured, and the basic treatment medicines at home are always on hand.

Yan Shao's clothes were also dirty when Zhang Qingfeng threw him on the ground and beat him. His sweater was taken off and hung aside, while Yu Lian's trousers were thrown on the ground casually. Yan Shao walked over to pick it up and put it on the stool.

"It contains medicinal wine for bruises." Yan Shao reached out and took out a brown bottle from the box.

"Thank you." Yu Lian took it and unscrewed the lid.

He rubbed the liquor on his ankle.

His right ankle was swollen, red, and very conspicuous. Yu Lian arched his back, his leg was hanging in the air, and after rubbing it twice, he didn't bother to rub it.

He is not afraid of pain, but is troublesome.

Yan Shao found a cotton swab in the box, and looked back at Yu Lian hanging his feet and leaning his upper body to get the tissue on the table. His jacket was unzipped, and the clothes inside were tucked in half, revealing the young man's smooth and strong waist.

Yan Shao accidentally caught a glimpse, and moved his eyes to help him get the tissue. Yu Lian said "thank you" in a casual tone, and took out two tissue to wipe the remaining medicinal wine on his hands, but it was not wiped off much.

"The medicinal wine will only be effective if you rub it until you get hot." Yan Shao said, according to Yu Lian's temperament, Yan Shao guessed that he was impatient.

He sighed softly, pulled a shorter stool and sat down opposite Yu Lian, "Let me help you."

In the final analysis, he was the cause of today's incident. The way Yan Shao wanted to repay someone was to treat him well. When he felt that he had paid off the favor, he was done.

He is slow and weak in emotion, but he has a balance in his heart, calculating the kindness of others to him in a mechanical and indifferent way, and then returning them one by one.

"No need." Yu Lian stepped back his legs.

Yan Shao had already got the medicinal wine in the palm of his hand. He lowered his eyes, looking obedient and obedient: "After rubbing the medicinal wine, you will get better soon, your feet are swollen."

"It will be fine after a while." Yu Lian didn't want to put his foot on Yan Shao, apart from a little embarrassment, there was also a little strangeness.

Yan Shao looked up at him for a while, then asked earnestly and doubtfully, "Are you shy?"

Yu Lian: "...?"

Yu Lian was speechless for a moment, but when he thought about it carefully, it seemed to be an expression of "shyness". Yu Lian was shocked by his own logic, and his ears became warm.

"Fuck." He cursed in a low voice, and raised his hand to get the medicinal wine that Yan Shao put beside him, "I'll do it myself."

However, the wrist was caught by a fair hand in the middle, and there was a not so obvious mole on the index finger joint of that hand.

"I've already poured it in my hand, don't waste it." Yan Shao said, his family is not very rich now, and there is only a little left of the medicinal wine.

He said: "It's okay, I will take it easy."

His tone and demeanor seemed to confirm that Yu Lian was "shy" just now.

The development became more and more strange. Yu Lian pulled out his hand, but Yan Shao didn't hold it hard, and he pulled it out. He gave up and said, "Okay, you come here."

She looked like a woman from a good family who was threatened by mobs.

"Thug" Yan Shao pulled Yu Lian's ankle and put it on his thigh, and put the palm of his poured medicinal wine on his most swollen place, pressing down heavily and circularly.

Yu Lian's back was unconsciously tensed, and through a thin layer of fabric, the temperature of the other party was continuously coming from under the soles of his feet. Yan Shao's fingertips were slightly cold, but his palms were warm, and he rubbed them regularly.

Yu Lian's sprain didn't hurt, it was numb, much more comfortable than rubbing it by himself.

But—it still feels weird.

Yu Lian's gaze moved from Yan Shao's hand to his face. Yan Shao's eyelids were half-downcast, his eyelashes curled slightly, and the light coming in from the window from the side hit his face, leaving a shadow on the bridge of his nose. The skin is very white, a kind of sickly paleness, and from a certain angle, it has a kind of weak and feminine face.

Yan Shao raised his eyes unexpectedly, and met Yu Lian's gaze, and Yu Lian looked away as if he had been burned.

Yan Shao didn't know that Yu Lian had been looking at him just now, and he asked, "Does it hurt?"

"It doesn't hurt, hurry up." Yu Lian urged, and his heart beat a few beats faster, not knowing whether it was because he was staring at others to see his bag being captured or for some reason.

Yan Shao pursed the corner of his mouth, and accidentally touched the wound, he took a breath, and said softly: "It's not too long, just bear with it."

Yu Lian raised his head, looked through the top of Yan Shao's head, and saw a child peeking in through the door, and he hid it after he found it.

After a few seconds, Yu Lian asked again: "Are you all right?"

"Not yet." Yan Shao buried his head in hard work.

After the medicinal wine was absorbed, Yan Shao stopped his hands. Yu Lian's ankle was hot, and the foreign body sensation on the ankle was reduced a lot. As soon as Yan Shao let go, Yu Lian's foot couldn't wait to leave Yan Shao's thigh.

He touched the back of his neck, "Thanks."

"I should thank you." Yan Shao stood up, "For the wound on your hand, wipe some iodine bar, I found a cotton swab, and your mouth..."

He paused, "I'll help you find a mirror."

"Don't bother, just wipe it off for me." Yu Lian lost the initial awkwardness.

Yan Shao nodded: "OK."

He took out a cotton swab, dipped it in iodine, kept a moderate distance, and put the medicine on the corner of his mouth. Yu Lian lowered his eyes to avoid the embarrassment of staring at each other. Out of the corner of his eye, he caught a glimpse of Yan Shao's elbow under a bluish patch.

He opened his mouth, and Yan Shaoxian poked a cotton swab into his mouth, and he quickly fixed Yu Lian's chin with his other hand: "Don't move."

Yu Lian's eyelashes trembled slightly.

Fuck, what a bad posture!

Fortunately, Yan Shao acted quickly, and let go of his hands after applying the medicine for him. Yu Lian then asked, "When did you get your hands?"

Yan Shao threw the cotton swab into the trash can and said, "I was hit when I was hit on the ground."

At that time, Zhang Qingfeng hit him in the face, but Yan Shao blocked it with his hands. His face was not too serious, but his elbow was bruised.

Yan Shao poured some medicinal wine into the palm of his hand and rubbed it against his elbow. It was his left hand that was injured, because while blocking the attack, Yan Shao thought that his right hand needed to write and had a lot to do, so he consciously used his left hand to block the damage.

He just sat there quietly, rubbing his hands slowly, and there was a peaceful atmosphere around him.

Yu Lian washed his hands, dabbed some medicine casually, turned around and took the mobile phone on the table, and said, "I'm leaving."

"I'll take you down." Yan Shao tidied up the used things and put them aside.

"Need not--"

"This is the fifth floor. There is no elevator. It will be troublesome for you to go down the stairs."

Yu Lian thought about the picture of himself limping down the stairs, "... I'm in trouble."

Yan Shao pursed his lips and smiled, "No trouble."

When they went out, they met a child at the door. The child saw the two turned around and ran to the living room.

*

As the night fell and there were stars outside the window, Yu Lian sat on the hotel bed with one leg stretched out. He was holding a mobile phone, and a handsome young face appeared on the screen of the mobile phone.

"No way, you just got into a fight!?" Xiao Fubai laughed a few times, "Awesome! But it's rare for you to have a bright face on your face. Who is so wicked, hitting people and slapping people in the face? Look! My A Lian's handsome face, how could he do anything!"

As his words fell, Yu Lian's face darkened, and his eyes were filled with cold arrows: "It's okay to hang up, don't disgust me."

"Hahaha, don't, I was wrong, I was wrong." Xiao Fubai quickly admitted, "But seriously, if your face is seen by those girls in our school, tsk tsk, you will be pursued again. Those who feel distressed, who hit this?"

"I don't know, I don't know." Yu Lian replied simply and rudely.

Xiao Fubai: "...then you are awesome!"

He snorted twice, "Don't be sacked in a sack some other day. You don't even know who did it. You should change your temper."

He cared about his mother's heart, but Yu Lian didn't appreciate it, "Just say a few more words, and we'll see you on the blacklist."

"Look at your dog temper, no one else will be your friend except me!" Xiao Fubai jumped up, "I'm the only one who can endure your torture! I'm a f*cking delicate flower, how can you bear it!"

"..." Yu Lian looked at him silently for a while, "Jiao Hua, are you disgusting?"

"Forget it, my main purpose today is not to accuse you." Xiao Fubai also seemed to be aware of the coldness in his words, pretending to be nonchalant and whitewashing the peace, "Well, that idiot in the next class doesn't know where to hear it. When the news of your transfer to No. [-] Middle School comes, he may come to trouble you, so be careful."

Yu Lian's eyes flickered slightly: "He dares to come and I will kill him."

The gloomy hostility in his tone was no lie, it was the first time for Xiao Fubai to see someone he hated so much as a young boy.

He murmured grudges and grievances in his heart, but he didn't dare to ask. He asked before, but Yu Lian didn't want to talk about it. If he didn't want to talk about it, no one could pry it out.