Store Manager's Hell

Lu Zaobai didn't know that he was in the same room with a product with a combat power of 3000+ and a box of condoms. He borrowed Shi Xing's mobile phone, sat by the bed, clutched his wound, and shared the things he had investigated in another world. Tell Shu You one by one.

Shu You's reply was quite straightforward:

"Yes. Go to the doctor."

He smiled and closed the phone.

Go to the doctor?Then what should I say?That I accidentally cut a hole in my stomach while peeling fruit?

Too stupid not to go.

However, after being reminded by Shu You, Lu Zaobai felt that the wound hurt even more, even a flesh wound was enough.

Shi Xing could also see that, because he was a black man in another world and couldn't see Zao Bai's face clearly, now it seemed that he was really uncomfortable.

He stretched out his claws and pulled Zaobai's clothes, and asked:

"You look bad, what's wrong?"

Lu Zaobai was suffering from the wound, and after exhaling a few breaths, he said:

"I'm sleepy, don't talk to me."

Shi Xing's paramecium-like single-line thinking made him not think about it at all, so he stretched out his hand to pinch Zaobai's paw, and pulled him over to the bed:

"Come on, sleep on my bed, I'll make room for you..."

Caught off guard by his dragging, Lu Zao Bai kneeled as soon as his legs softened, and the wound hit the edge of the bed directly.

A moment of severe pain made Lu Zaobai want to sue Shixing for murder.

His body was so stiff from the pain, although he didn't make a sound, Shi Xing finally realized something was wrong:

"What's the matter?"

Lu Zaobai felt rather embarrassed now, thinking about how to stand up with dignity in his mind, he said calmly that he was fine, and was hugged by a princess when he jumped out of bed.

After settling him down, seeing how tightly he wrapped himself up, he might be uncomfortable lying down, so Shi Xing stretched out his hand and pulled down the zipper of his down jacket.

Shi Shi woke up so fast, and when he saw the large piece of blood on Lu Zaobai's sweater that hadn't dried up, Lu Zaobai could only lie down silently.

...Now it is more dignified to pretend to be dead.

The first thing he remembered was the fainting incident that caused crowds to watch in the cafe.

If Shi Xing hugged him and yelled again, "You are not allowed to die without my permission" and "Why don't you listen to me if you know me?", he decided to break off friendship with Shi Xing, and never give him any further downs. Opportunities at your IQ level.

But Lu Zaobai squinted his eyes and waited for a long time, Shi Xing just didn't respond at all, but his hand pulled away his sweater and stuck it to his abdomen.

Lu Zaobai's stomach felt cold, and with Shixing's hands as a small natural stove, he was naturally much more comfortable, but the thin calluses on his fingers irritated the skin of his abdomen slightly itchy, the rough friction feeling , let Lu Zaobai couldn't help struggling twice:

"what are you doing?"

Shi Xing pressed his hand, and said in a low and forceful voice:

"do not move!"

Lu Zaobai could feel that Shi Xing's hand quickly found the wound with the band-aid on him, and pressed around the wound. The pain was very strong, but because the injury was not that serious, Lu Zaobai had no intention of exaggerating his injury, He just frowned and didn't say a word.

While doing these actions, Shi Xing kept covering his stomach with his hands to keep him warm. After he finished, he reached out and pressed the beeper on the bedside, and then asked with a gloomy face:

"Lu Zaobai, let me ask you, is it because I said you are cold-blooded that you want to take revenge on me?"

The pillow in the VIP ward was really comfortable to sleep on, and he was tired after running around for a long time, so he stopped struggling, squinted his eyes leisurely, and said:

"Do I look idle?"

When Shi woke up, he became impatient. Just as he was about to get angry, he thought that Zaobai was injured, so he could only suppress his anger and lower his voice as much as possible:

"Did you conflict with those people? Did they beat you?"

The bed still had the body temperature from waking up, and the heating in the room made people feel warm all over. Lu Zao Bai lay flat on the bed and said calmly:

"Almost, but I haven't made it easy for them either."

The little nurse entered the door, saw the blood-stained Lu Zaobai lying on the bed, and gasped.

...Isn't it, so intense?

Although it is obvious that this Mr. Shi has a different personality, but as for playing such exciting games in the ward?

It wasn't until it became clear that Lu Zaobai was "accidentally" injured by a sharp object that the nurse sweated for her leaky brain and called the doctor to check on Zaobai.

The wound was not deep, and Lu Zaobai himself did basic disinfection and hemostasis work. The doctor gave him a simple bandage, and told Zaobai not to move, rest for a while, and then looked at Shixing's face, and left wisely. up.

Now, the roles of caretaker and caretaker are completely reversed.

Shi Xing sat on the head of the bed, and pressed the palm of Lu Zaobai's abdomen with the warm baby's palm, he surprisingly didn't feel the pain anymore.

Feeling the cold skin under his hands, Shi Xing was so distressed that he wished he could take that blow for him:

"Do you have to work so hard? What if you can't complete the task?"

Shi Xing's breath sounded sexy and hypnotizing, Lu Zaobai simply closed his eyes, and said in a lazily drowsy way:

"It's not about the mission. You haven't been kidnapped before, you don't know that feeling."

Feeling the thick gauze wrapped around Lu Zaobai's wound, Shi Xing felt uncomfortable, and said casually:

"What do you mean, you were kidnapped?"

Lu Zaobai's tone was quite flat, not at all as if he was stating what happened to him:

"When I was nine years old, I was tied up for three months."

The injuries on his body healed after half a year of treatment; the claustrophobia healed after his parents left, but Lu Zaobai knew very well that this kind of thing is enough for people to remember for a lifetime.

Probably because the bed was so comfortable, or maybe because Shi Xing's voice sounded relaxing, he began to talk about his past kidnapping in bits and pieces.

Shi Xing hugged Lu Zaobai, listening to his lazy tone, gradually lost his temper.

After he slashed the face of the smoking man who kidnapped him with a glass and drew blood angrily, Lu Zaobai was already drowsy, and said in a low voice:

"How is it, young master? Didn't you experience this when you were young?"

Shi Xing didn't speak, and covered his prematurely white eyes with his left hand, which was in plaster.

Feeling the gentle swipe of the eyelashes in the palm of his hand, Shi Xing's voice is as gentle as the sunlight outside the window:

"Go to sleep."

Lu Zaobai was indeed tired, before falling asleep, he only left two words:

"Warm."

Shi Xing respectfully obeyed the order, and obediently put his warm palm on Zao Bai's abdomen, but after staying there for a while, he couldn't control it anymore.

Gang really...

It's true that he really loves Zaobai, but Zaobai's figure... the abdominal muscles, and the mermaid line...

……

The original gentle caress has evolved into a shameless idiot eating tofu.

The fingers of Shi Xing's right hand gently stroked back and forth in the shallow grooves of Lu Zaobai's abdominal muscles, while his left hand held the phone with difficulty, and typed the phone number of Shijing:

"Brother, um, it's me...can you do me a favor?"

The situation on the other side is quite indifferent:

"If you think the things I gave you are not satisfactory or not enough, ask your assistant to buy them again."

Shi Xing shook his head, looking at the lush trees outside the ward:

"Brother, can you help me find someone in this city? A human trafficker, I don't know his name, but he has a glass scratch on his left face. From the corner of the eye to the lip."

Shi Jing was stunned, and took the phone in another hand:

"So? What are you going to do after you find him?"

Shi Xing lowered his head, looked at Zao Bai's sleeping profile, and said in a low voice:

"If he leaves this city, forget it. If he is still here, I hope to break his right hand."

The black cat, which had been lying under the feet of the two of them, lazily pawed at its ears.

#It is enough to be forced to feed dog food as a cat#