[Comprehensive Yingmei] The target of the task came to the door

Some people on the 22nd floor heard the movement, and looked around the door in twos and threes. They saw the cracked door on the ground and the violent beating scene inside.Shrinking his head and backing out, let's wait until the police arrive.As for whether the man who was crushed on the ground was dead or alive, they couldn't care anymore.

"Say, what did you do to him?" Steve's fire burning in his chest subsided a little bit, worried that Ian's emotions would get the upper hand, he grabbed the man's collar and questioned.

The originally handsome face now looked like a hideous pig's head.Both eyes were swollen like bulbs protruding outwards, two long bloodstains under the tall nose, and the faces on both sides were like a fat sea of ​​foaming hair. The man was out of breath.

"Why is he unconscious, did you move your hands and feet?" Steve raised his fist.

The man could barely see Steve's movements through the remaining slits of his eyes, shrank his body, and said inarticulately, "...the phantom potion..."

"Bah, scum..."

"No wonder you were beaten so badly, you should"

The onlookers at the door condemned in a low voice.Some daring ones couldn't help stretching their heads to look in, wanting to see who the victim on the bed was, but were scared back by Steve's look.

Abandoning the man, Steve got up and put the door lying on the ground back into the door, just in time to block the hotel staff who rushed over from the door.Turning his head and scanning around, he piled all the tables and sofas in the room to the door to prevent anyone from entering.

Bang bang bang.

"Mr. inside, calm down first, the police are coming soon, so don't be impulsive."

The staff has already learned the whole story from the mouths of several people.At this moment, I can't help scolding the person who caused the trouble. If today's incident breaks out, who will dare to stay in their hotel in the future.In case another murder happened accidentally, the staff didn't dare to think about it, and the sound of knocking on the door became louder.

The man who finally got out of the clutches struggled to hide in the corner of the wall, his tall figure wanted to shrink into a ball, and looked at Steve who was walking towards him again in fear.

"He...he doesn't...doesn't matter...it'll be fine as soon as he sleeps, really...really."

"He...he won't..., won't remember...remember tonight...things."

Steve's eyes were dark, as if a raging storm was brewing.

The man realizes that he said the wrong thing, regrets in his heart, holds his head tremblingly and begs for forgiveness

"I was wrong..., I... was really wrong, stop hitting, please..., please stop hitting."

The miserable cry almost woke up Ian who was pretending to be unconscious on the bed.Tightening his mind, Ian continued to lift the corpse.

Steve let the man go for a while, and turned to check Ian's situation carefully.

The big hand immediately tightened Ian's slightly open neckline, covering the scenery inside.Feeling some scorching breath, he stretched out his hand to test the temperature of his forehead.Some hot forehead made Steve tremble, turned his head and said sharply

"Didn't you say it's okay, why is he so hot?"

Continue to threaten, "If you don't want to spend the rest of your life in bed, you'd better tell me the truth right away"

The man finally stopped taking chances, and vomited cleanly, "I also added..., some medicine to help...enjoy the fun."

"You..." Steve almost exploded in place.

Ian, who had been watching the show all the time, was breathing in disorder for a while.I thought it was just the decomposition of the medicine that would cause my body to feel slightly hot, but there seemed to be waves of heat coming. I don't know if it was a psychological effect or the effect of the medicine, but the heat wave tended to become stronger and stronger.

Fuck, what kind of body can resist hallucinogens, so there's no reason that aphrodisiacs can't.Didn't the system say that a hundred poisons are invulnerable? You really don't want to play here today, do you?

Feeling the breath getting hotter and hotter, Ian gradually felt desperate.

Is it too late to find someone now?

However, why do old acquaintances bump into each other here too frequently?

The first time I ran into it, I was a hostage; the second time I ran into it, I was drugged; Ian couldn't even imagine what the third time would be like...

Bah, bah, bah, there is no third time.

Steve, who had been paying attention all the time, immediately noticed that the person on the bed was not breathing properly, and his body froze at first, and he didn't know why he didn't dare to put his eyes on the bed anymore.Three steps and two steps to lift up the man who was stuck in the corner.

"Is there any relief medicine, tell me quickly."

"No...no." The man burst into tears and snot, "Just release... release it, and you'll be fine..."

Woooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo

"You..." Steve felt that no words could describe the scum in front of him, and he punched and kicked again as if venting.

In fact, it feels bearable at that point.Ian emptied his consciousness and didn't pay attention to his body's reaction.Thinking divergently, if the old acquaintance didn't come to make trouble, he should have dealt with that guy long ago, and by the way, go outside to find a beautiful woman who can see the right eye for a healthy exercise, maybe the medicine will work now All solved.

But there are not so many "ifs" and "ifs" in this world... "ifs" and "ifs" are useful, and there will not be so many stories of regret and irony.

Do I want to wake up?But wake up now, what about hallucinogens?

But if you don’t wake up, how can you solve the aphrodisiac/medicine?

Can you pass it with so much patience?

If I can't help it, will my old acquaintance find someone for me?

No, no, let old acquaintances help you find someone, you might as well die!

Ian spread his face in lovelessness.

"Police, the people inside quickly open the door."

The outside is already trying to knock on the door, and the door that was originally crumbling looks like it will be smashed open.Steve took off his outer shirt and carefully wrapped Ian's head so that others would not be able to recognize him and his breathing would not be affected.One forcefully hugged the person horizontally.

Now, Ian didn't even have a chance to struggle.

……

"Don't be afraid, just sleep and you'll be fine." Knowing that the person in his arms couldn't hear him, Steve still comforted him in a low voice.

The excessive body temperature was transmitted to Steve's body through the thin fabric, and when he passed by the man, Steve kicked him again in disbelief.All that remained of the unconscious man was a reflexive twitch.

The door was knocked open, and the table and sofa were pushed aside. Steve fled out holding the person with a cold face, so fast that the people at the door had no time to react.

Steve returned to the hotel non-stop, and used the room card found on Ian to unlock the presidential suite on the 20th floor.

The entrance is a luxurious and elegant hall, bypassing the hall is the bedroom.Carefully place the person on the bed and remove the outer shirt.Find the refrigerator, take out some ice cubes, wrap them in a towel and return to the bedroom.

Steve sat down on the edge of the bed, carefully pressed the towel on Ian's forehead, and carefully observed Ian's reaction.

Fuck, is this guy not ready to leave?

How does this work?

What if he couldn't take it anymore?

Ice cubes are comfortable, but they don’t cure the symptoms...

Ian unconsciously moved his dry lips. He was so thirsty and hot. Could there be more ice? He really wanted to take a cold shower.

The ice cube on his forehead was taken away, and Ian's head subconsciously chased the ice cube.

"It can't be too cold, bear with it." A gentle voice came from above his head.

Ian couldn't help shivering, but fortunately, given his current situation, this reaction was not abrupt.

"Come on, drink some water." Steve, who had been going back and forth, half helped him up.

As the cool water ran across his throat, the dryness on his body was slightly relieved, and the look on his face seemed to be more relaxed.

Steve was slightly relieved, helped the person lie down, and continued to apply ice.It's just that his eyes fell on the red lips that became more moist after being soaked in water, and he wanted to look but didn't dare to look.

After 10 minutes, Ian, who couldn't stand it anymore, began to moan.

For the sake of acquaintance, you should leave quickly, I can still be self-sufficient after leaving.You keep poking here how can I do it wow!

Ian was crying to death.

"Isn't that okay?" Steve's voice was bewildered and anxious.

Of course not!It's not a fever.Ian wanted to jump up and blow someone's head off.

Anyway, I raised you, don't be so cheating, son, please go away!Let me fend for myself here?

Another 5 minutes of ice compress followed. Although the dose was increased, it didn't help at all.

Ian closed his eyes, his heart froze, and he began to pull his collar, and then he began to rub on the bed, moaning while rubbing, in fact, he wanted to cry more~~~

I'm already like this, why don't you go?

The gaze above his head seemed to freeze.

When it's over, the first thing I do is complain.What kind of customized version of the body can't even withstand a little aphrodisiac/medicine, what use is it for you?

If you don't leave, I will give you a big one to see if you are afraid.

Ian showed the grief and indignation of a strong man breaking his wrist, his hands trembling...

Steve's perspective is that the person on the bed finally couldn't take it anymore and began to seek relief.The slender, white fingers were resting on the waist, but they couldn't do anything because they were sore and weak.

I have hinted so clearly, why don't you hide outside for a while, even if you leave me for 2 minutes?Ian lowered his demands again.

Steve, who was sitting by the bed, hung his head like a statue. After an unknown period of time, he let out a long sigh, and pulled the thin quilt by the bed to cover Ian.

Steve maintained this position, but one hand reached into the quilt, groping.

Ian's hair was about to stand on end, and he held his breath, fearing that he couldn't resist jumping up from the bed.

If I knew this earlier, I should have woken up just now.

Is it too late to wake up now?woo woo woo~~~

There was a click, another rustle, and Steve took out his hand with red ears.

Ian's heart that was hanging high fell to the ground temporarily.It turned out to be to help me untie it, I was scared to death, scared to death...

After waiting for a while, there was no sound of leaving.Unable to bear it any longer, Ian gritted his teeth and buried his head in the pillow.

After working hard for a long time, I don't know if I was too nervous or what, Ian broke out in a thin sweat, but still failed.

Uncle, what kind of broken medicine is it? It's endless, isn't it?Mobile terminal../

Ian was paralyzed on the bed like a dead fish, ready to fend for himself.

The rustling sound suddenly disappeared, Steve thought it was over, turned around to check the situation, just in time to see a line of tears falling from the corner of Yan Hong's eyes, and she was still full of energy under the thin quilt.

Ian was really crying now.It's so difficult, it's so difficult, it's not at all the same as the retirement life he thought...

"Is it hard?" Steve knelt down and tried to wipe away his tears in a panic, "Don't cry, don't cry."

Why don't you try?Ian didn't bother to talk to him.It's just that the tears flowed more and more uncontrollably like a flood that opened the gate, or the kind of silent flow that poured into Steve's heart all at once, making Steve's eyes sore.

Suppressing the turbulent enthusiasm, Steve seemed to have made a major decision.Pushing the sweaty hair on Ian's forehead aside, his tone was calm and comforting. "Don't be afraid, it will be all right soon."

The warm breath hit his face, and a thin layer of goose bumps appeared on Ian's body.

Fuck, he won't want to kiss me, will he?

Should I pretend to turn my head inadvertently...

Steve put his trembling hands under the thin quilt, staring at the white sheets.

Ian trembled again, and before he could refuse, he was brought into the turbulent tide of emotion...

It’s not enough to kiss me, Ian can still share a little bit of congratulations...