save the paranoid beauty

Zhao Lan saw that half of Meng Jin's body had come in. It was useless for her to seek psychological counseling in Nanci's state today: "Mr. Nan, Mr. Meng, I'll go back first."

Recently, she was also communicating with Lin Yi about the work alternation of Nanci's psychological problems.

The patient and the psychiatrist should always keep a distance, so as not to mess up when consulting and treating.

After the door was closed, only the two of them were left in the ward.

"I wanted to play games with you today, or go for a walk in the garden," Meng Jin said.

Nan Ci was taken aback, he thought Meng Jin would ask him about the bathroom.

Meng Jin saw the express box next to the corner: "Your hand is injured, I will help you open it."

Nanci didn't intend to open the express box, but Meng Jin was interested in it, so he nodded and didn't reject it.

With Nanci's permission, Meng Jin opened the courier box. Inside a cardboard box was a Chinese textbook for the second year of senior high school. Meng Jin was keenly aware that something was wrong.

He turned around and covered the express box with his tall body. He took out the Chinese textbook and there were two photos underneath.

One photo shows Nan Ci's general appearance, wearing an ugly black and red school uniform, with a thin figure, forehead hair long enough to cover his eyes, gloomy and pale, with red lips.

There was another photo that Meng Jin took a look at. His peach blossom eyes were dark and his lips were drawn into a straight line.

It was a photo of a naked male body with a good figure and bulging abs, and that face was Nanci's.He pinched the photo, and his fingers squeezed the photo so hard that it deformed, and the knuckles protruded.

Putting the things into the express box, Meng Jin turned around and smiled at Nan Ci: "It's not a good thing, I'll throw it away for you later."

Nanci didn't feel much either. After the scandal broke, he received a lot of things.

Meng Jin stood up and kicked the express box aside.

There was a cool touch from the wound on his hand, Nan Ci lowered his eyes, he could still recall the warmth of the blood flowing up under his nails, and his thoughts were like a boat on the waves, sinking to the bottom of the sea.

The roar in the ear was the moment Meng Jin walked into the bathroom, and he waited quietly with his breath held.

Nanci looked at Meng Jin from the corner of his eye. Meng Jin's hair was slightly messed up, probably because the hat hadn't been taken care of after he took it off. He had handsome features and a tall and healthy figure.His fingers are well-knit, and it can be seen that they are a pair of pampered hands.

He took a big mouthful of dessert with a spoon, and the chair was hooked by Meng Jin's long legs.He sat on the chair and put the spoon not far from Nan Ci's lips.

"You are the first person I feed." Meng Jin joked, he didn't seem to be frightened by the scene in the bathroom, and his attitude was natural.

Nan Ci opened his mouth, and Meng Jin put the spoon in.

There was a sweet but not greasy taste on the tip of the tongue, Nan Ci didn't spit out the spoon immediately, Meng Jin held the spoon.

Nanci licked the spoon lightly with the tip of his tongue, cleaning up the dessert on it, and Meng Jin felt strangely that his spoon trembled slightly.

After continuing to feed a few times, Meng Jin felt a little uncomfortable.He is not an adult who doesn't understand anything, his ears are hot, but Nanci still eats seriously.

He can't say don't lick the spoon, it always feels wrong.

If Tan Hong did this, Meng Jin would probably knock his head off.

The baseball cap was still on Nanci's head, and Meng Jin could only see the lower lip and jaw line of the hat, and the hair fell obediently on both sides.Nan Ci has a kind of obedient temperament, but under normal circumstances, he is deserted like a magnolia flower.

Meng Jin thought of Nan Ci sitting in the middle of the broken mirror, with bright red blood alternating with fair skin, his whole body was decadent and colorful.

"Do you need to tell a story?" Meng Jin threw the dessert box into the trash can, holding a book of fairy tales in his hand.

The spring sun reflected on his handsome face, and his peach blossom eyes were filled with water.

Nanci responded in a strange way.

Meng Jin seemed to smile, his back was straight even when he was sitting on a chair, and he turned the pages of the book with his fingertips.

"Once upon a time, a princess was kidnapped by a black dragon. The king recruited warriors all over the country to rescue the princess..."

A hoarse voice sounded in the room, and Nan Ci's tense nerves slowly relaxed. He opened his eyes to look at Meng Jin, but finally couldn't resist the drowsiness.

"The warrior went through untold hardships to arrive at the castle, only to find..." Meng Jin's words twirled around on the tip of his tongue: "The princess and the black dragon had a great time..."

Meng Jin put the fairy tale book on the bed cabinet, and he stood up to twist the quilt for Nanci.

The courier box was left unattended in the corner, so Meng Jin picked it up and walked outside.

"Om-"

A mobile phone vibrated crazily on the bed, almost jumping up.Xiang Ping, director of the public relations department of the Meng Group, ran out of the bathroom in a bumpy manner, with his trousers hanging loosely around his waist.

Xiang Ping was frightened: "Meng Dong, please tell me something."

The voice on the phone was a bit distorted: "Can you help me see if there are any traces of PS in this photo?"

Xiang Ping was excited: "I promise to complete the task!"

A mosaic photo of facial features was passed on, and Xiang Ping was impressed by Meng Jin's mosaic technique.

Meng Jin found a box on the other side and ordered a cup of coffee.

The mist was dense, and Meng Jin's face was looming under the mist.I couldn't find the address on Baidu, it was a fake address.After a while, Xiang Ping sent a message.

[Meng Dong, it is PS technology, which glues the face and body together, and judging from the material of the photo, it is an old film from a few years ago. 】

The coffee on the table was half drunk, and Meng Jin's eyes fell on the Chinese textbook.

He put his fingertips on the cover of the textbook, pondered for a while, Meng Jin opened the first page, paused with his fingertips, and never turned to the next page.

There is a name written on the title page, the strokes are correct, and there is a sharp edge at the end.

Southern Ci.

On the green field, Tan Hong swung his club and a golf ball went into the hole.

A bottle of water flew over from the sky.

Almost hit Tan Hong on the head.

"Xu Yi, you're murdering!" Tan Hong grabbed the water bottle with one hand and was furious.

"Hand slippery." Xu Yi sat under the tent beside him and said lazily.

"Zhou Zhao is on a business trip, Meng Jin runs to the hospital every day, and you are perfunctory for asking you to come out to play." Tan Hong unscrewed the bottle cap, nagging.

Xu Yi couldn't deny it, he stood up, moved his hands and feet, walked over, and took a serious shot.

"Boom—" scored a goal.

Tan Hong pouted.

The best golfers are Xu Yi and Meng Jin.Tan Hongchang is so old, in the eyes of Xu Yi and Zhou Zhao, he has always been a fool and his family background does not match at all.

After arriving at the university, he suddenly brought back Meng Jin, which made Xu Yi and Zhou Zhao very interested.

Zhou Zhao likes extreme sports. Anyway, he and Tan Hong couldn't stand it. Meng Jin was invited by Zhou Zhao to go bungee jumping, and he gave up his life to accompany Junzi, his legs were weak.

For such a big person, he is quite afraid of heights.

"Xu Yi, did you send your cat back?"

"No, I'll send it back when Meng Jin thinks about it." Meng Jin went to Germany on a business trip and left the cat at Xu Yi's house. Xu Yi pets the cat every day after get off work, feeling very good.

Meng Jin, who lost the chance to pet the cat, walked into the ward, looked at Nanci, and found that his face was a little red.

He was not in the right place, and he would not blush when he saw Nan Ci before. He stood aside, pressing his fingers on the screen, sliding quickly.

Nan Ci wanted to go to the toilet. He tried to go to the toilet by himself, but he couldn't use his palms.

Let others help him, and his whole body will be sweating with shame.

But he was really holding back, Nanci Ruyu's face was slightly bright red, and the tips of his ears moved sensitively.

If it was Meng Jin, Nan Ci felt even more ashamed thinking about it.He pursed his lips and lowered his eyes, but he didn't know anyone else either.

"Meng Jin—"

The hoarse voice called Meng Jin's name as if it had been entangled between his lips and teeth for a long time.

The finger pressing on the phone screen stops, "?"

"I want to go to the bathroom."

The voice was lowered, and the ears were burning hot.

Meng Jin asked Nanci to hang his arms around his neck. Meng Jin was taller than Nanci, and Meng Jin lowered his head slightly so that Nanci's arms could reach him.

"Well, do you need to support it?" Meng Jin asked politely.

Nan Ci curled up his toes in shame, but fortunately he still had a baseball cap, otherwise he would really have gotten into the cracks in the ground.

Meng Jin kept his head down the whole time, treating himself like a wooden man.Meng Jin hooked Nanci's black flat corners with his fingers and gently lifted them up. The temperature of his fingertips and body temperature, which were not very high, became scorching hot under contact.

The bathroom was narrow, and there were two 1.8-meter tall men in it. Meng Jin's fingers were slightly bent, and his peach blossom eyes were drooping.

Nanci's back trembled, his long eyelashes trembled violently, and his heart beat fast.

No one knew that Nan Ci was a born gay.

"Okay." Meng Jin raised his head, his tone was lazy and hoarse, the peach blossom eyes under his brows were slightly upturned, and the pear blossoms were in spring with rain.

Such a pair of eyes, when smiling, the usual indifference of eyebrows and eyes turned into the color of spring dawn, Nanci's body leaned against Meng Jin, and Meng Jin's body smelled faintly of agave.

The spirit was deep in his bones, and Nanci's nose seemed to be able to smell the aftertaste of the spirit.The leaning body is strong and fit, carrying heat through the thin clothing.

Nanci panted lightly, his eyes closed as if escaping.

Meng Jin covered Nanci with a quilt, got up and went to the bathroom.

It seemed as if he could still feel the warmth of the skin between his fingers. He rinsed his fingers under the faucet. Meng Jin raised his eyebrows slightly, and the water was cold. He subconsciously twirled his fingers.

Meng Jin's breathing stopped suddenly, and he splashed water on his face with his hands. The hair on his forehead was wet with water, and he raised his hand to move his hair back.

"Aunt Tan, I'm going to eat here tonight. The dishes should be light and don't put too much flavor." Meng Jin looked up and saw Nan Ci's injured hands and feet paused.

"There are more nourishing things. There is an old ginseng in the warehouse for stewing chicken soup."

"It's okay." Meng Jin's eyes fell lazily on Nanci's hair: "We can't let it get moldy."

The author has something to say: [The other party's little hobby]

Dream: cleanliness, obsessive-compulsive disorder, very possessive.

Nan Ci: Collect crazy demons, subdue control. (named shirt)

ps: Shou Xian loves to attack.