The correct way to open Chenyuan Lively and Fragrant

010 Cleaning the gun and still not firing

The sunset glow in the sky is setting in the west, hazy the bricks and tiles of Xinghua Town.

An Yichen rushed into Ning Zhiyuan's room.

An Yichen: "Zhiyuan!"

Standing in front of the sofa, Ning Zhiyuan didn't know whether to lie down or sit up, turning his head: "Huh?"

As soon as An Yichen's diagnosis and treatment box was put away, he began to unbutton Ning Zhiyuan without any explanation.

Ning Zhiyuan blushed a little: "Oh! Yichen...you...what are you doing...?"

An Yichen's hands were anxious and quick to undo the buttons, and the last button was completely puzzled, and the shirt was torn off with a pull of his hand.

Ning Zhiyuan was startled, and put his hands on his chest in a playful manner, and fell down on the sofa. An Yichen looked at Ning Zhiyuan's body which was almost covered with gauze, and the exposed part was also covered with red, purple and purple spots. Scars, shocking.

An Yichen lowered his head and put his hands on the sofa, so that his whole body was covered, and the clothes on his upper body were violently torn off, and he glanced up and down with fiery eyes. Ning Zhiyuan couldn't help but blushed, and looked at An Yichen with hair on his head: " Yichen..."

It took a long time for An Yichen to whisper, "I'm sorry..."

Ning Zhiyuan: "Why are you saying sorry?"

An Yichen: "I...I failed to protect you in time..."

Ning Zhiyuan blushed even more: "I...I'm...but a real man! Is it your elder brother, why should you protect me? Really!"

An Yichen raised his head suddenly: "Zhiyuan! Promise me!"

Ning Zhiyuan was confused by An Yichen's serious expression: "Uh..."

An Yichen: "Next time you can't beat me, run away, okay? Don't hurt yourself again!"

Ning Zhiyuan originally wanted to refute something, but when he saw An Yichen's serious and heartbroken expression, he swallowed his words again, and Nuonuo said, "Okay..."

Hearing Ning Zhiyuan's agreement, An Yichen heaved a sigh of relief and returned to his normal expression: "Let me see your injury."

An Yichen gently stroked the blunt wounds all over his body.

Ning Zhiyuan: "Don't worry, Doctor An, I've dealt with it when I came back this afternoon."

An Yichen ignored him and took off the bandages on his body.

Ning Zhiyuan, who was turned around, felt inexplicably guilty: "It's nothing, just the two stab wounds on the back are more obvious!"

A clear sigh came from behind, and Ning Zhiyuan felt his heart beat faster.

The place An Yichen touched with his fingers felt itchy, as if echoing the burning pain of the wound.

An Yichen: "I'll help you with the medicine."

Ning Zhiyuan: "Just went to..."

An Yichen didn't seem to hear it, and continued his actions, mixing the potion, dabbing it with a cotton swab, and treating the wound carefully and gently.

Ning Zhiyuan sat obediently with his back facing An Yichen, blushing, the wound on his hand that he had intentionally cut was itching deeply, he felt that he was really sick, why... how could he want to make more wounds... let An Yichen gently Do yourself a favor.

An Yichen bandaged the wound again, and when he looked up, he saw Ning Zhiyuan's flushed face.

An Yichen approached suspiciously, Ning Zhiyuan subconsciously closed his eyes due to his protruding big face.

An Yichen covered his forehead with one hand, and held his face with the other.

Ning Zhiyuan's heart was thumping.

An Yichen: "Open your eyes and look up."

Ning Zhiyuan: "Huh?"

The expectant kiss did not fall, Xiaobawang opened his eyes, looked up, and heard An Yichen say again: "Well, it should be caused by the inflammation of the wound, a little fever."

Ning Zhiyuan stared at him.

An Yichen smiled and stood up, took out the medicine bottle from the medicine box, poured out two, and took a glass of water: "This is an anti-inflammatory medicine, open your mouth."

Ning Zhiyuan flattened his mouth.

An Yichen: "Hey, it's not bitter, just swallow it."

Ning Zhiyuan opened his mouth and swallowed obediently.

An Yichen showed a satisfied smile, and turned to pack the medicine box.

Ning Zhiyuan stood up from the sofa, and was about to announce the heroic deeds of the afternoon, but in the end he pulled his thigh wound and couldn't hold back the cry of "Sh".

An Yichen stared at the hand holding his thigh, Ning Zhiyuan also looked at An Yichen in horror.

An Yichen: "Take off//Take off."

Ning Zhiyuan: "Oh..."

Ning Zhiyuan stopped halfway through the explanation: "Should we close the door first..."

An Yichen turned his head to close the door, and when he came back, Ning Zhiyuan was only wearing European style tight boxers.

His thighs were also covered with bruises, but fortunately there were no other injuries.

An Yichen sighed, brought medicinal wine and rubbed it for him.

Ning Zhiyuan: "Sisi hurts!...It hurts...ah! Ah! Take it easy..."

An Yichen: "..."

Ning Zhiyuan: "Swoo! Pain... Take it easy! It hurts..."

An Yichen: "If you call me that again, I'll have sex with you!"

Ning Zhiyuan opened his eyes wide: "Is there anyone like you!! I am a severely disabled patient! You can say such heartless words!"

An Yichen ignored his indecency, and ordered with a smile: "Turn around and kneel down and lie on your stomach."

Ning Zhiyuan obeyed obediently: "You won't really come!"

An Yichen smiled: "Let's see if you shut up or not!"

An Yichen gave him medicinal wine to push Wu Qing on his hind legs again, this time Ning Zhiyuan obediently did not make a sound.

An Yichen's fingers moved over the hot affected part, which seemed cold and irritating. When An Yichen stopped, Ning Zhiyuan's forehead was already covered with thin sweat.

An Yichen picked up the replaced bandages on the ground, wiped the marks on his hands, looked back to see that Ning Zhiyuan was still lying there, and patted his butt: "Put on your pants quickly, or I'll really fuck you later! "

Ning Zhiyuan hurriedly put his pants back on and glared at him.

Seeing his blushing face and puffed cheeks, An Yichen couldn't help rubbing the top of Ning Zhiyuan's head: "Hehe, I'm just kidding, I'm afraid you'll catch a cold, so get dressed."

Ning Zhiyuan was depressed: "Back hurts! I can't wear it."

An Yichen: "Okay, I'll put it on for you, raise your hand."

Ning Zhiyuan also buttoned up the buttons one by one, put on the pants, the vest, and the suit jacket.

Ning Zhiyuan: "But I'm going to bed soon, how can I sleep in this suit?"

An Yichen sighed, and reluctantly began to take off Ning Zhiyuan's clothes again. After taking off the vest, he suddenly remembered: "Have you taken a shower yet?"

Ning Zhiyuan: "I've washed it, I just asked Ah Si to help me take a bath before I came back to treat the wound."

An Yichen's eyes widened: "Si..."

Ning Zhiyuan: "Ah San, did you go to see a doctor?"

An Yichen closed his eyes and breathed a sigh of relief: "Well... where is the pajamas?"

Ning Zhiyuan pointed to the cabinet next to the bed: "That."

An Yichen walked away.

Ning Zhiyuan: "Hey, you didn't ask what to wear first, so you're not happy?"

An Yichen took it back: "I'm not unhappy."

Ning Zhiyuan obediently raised his hands to let him put on his pajamas: "He said he wasn't angry, his tone was so cold."

An Yichen sighed, and smiled: "I'm really not angry with you, be good, go to bed early, the injury will heal quickly."

Ning Zhiyuan was rushed to the bed and lay down.

As soon as An Yichen got up, he was pulled by the corner of his clothes.

Ning Zhiyuan: "It's too early, I can't sleep..."

An Yichen: "Then what are you going to do?"

Ning Zhiyuan opened his round eyes: "You tell me stories, haven't you traveled to many places?"

An Yichen laughed out loud: "Boss Ning, you feel comfortable just now, but I don't. If you stay any longer, will you help me solve it?"

Ning Zhiyuan pursed his lips, frowned, picked up the pillow next to him and threw it on An Yichen: "Get lost!"

An Yichen laughed and left.

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serious chapter...