Paranoid boyfriend doesn't want to heal

Xin Tang was very angry.

It's not really how angry he is, but he really doesn't know how to face Ying Huan other than being angry.

He lost consciousness briefly last night, but after Ying Huan carried him into the bathroom, he gradually regained consciousness.

Of course, this kind of waking up is worse than not waking up.

Because Xin Tang found that his little trousers, which had been taken off, were wet together, and there was a piece of milky white liquid that he could see even if he was not sober.

It's better not to wake up!

Xin Tang simply closed his eyes and pretended to be unconscious.

Fortunately, Ying Huan didn't do anything excessive, carefully woke him up, and carried him back to the bedroom. Xin Tang even fell asleep because of his good service.

Open your eyes again and it will be the next morning.

Under normal circumstances, when Ying Huan wakes up or leaves, the heat in the bed quickly dissipates and Xin Tang wakes up briefly, but there has never been a time like this—Xin Tang woke up and found that he was still in Ying Huan's bed. In the arms, and the two of them were not wearing anything.

Xin Tang's first reaction was whether he woke up too early, but after taking a look at the current lighting conditions, he immediately realized that Ying Huan got up late.

For a moment, he couldn't care less about being angry or not, so he quickly pushed Ying Huan, trying to remind him that he was going to be late for work, but he didn't expect that his throat hurt like a stabbing wind, and he didn't say a word.

Ying Huan quickly opened his eyes, and saw Xin Tang's mouth was open but he couldn't utter a single syllable. His eyes were slightly dark, but he quickly lowered his eyes to cover his expression, hooked Xin Tang's chin, and looked like You have to take a closer look: "Does it hurt? Let me see how it goes?"

Xin Tang tilted his head back, covered his mouth, and stared at Ying Huan with eyes wide open.

"Baby, I just want to see how your throat is doing. If it's broken, you need some medicine."

Xin Tang shook his head firmly, made a few abstract gestures with one hand, and then looked confidently at Ying Huan.

Ying Huan: "..."

Xin Tang: "???"

Ying Huan stretched out her hand, palm facing up, "Why don't you write?"

Xin Tang gritted his teeth, unexpectedly, his cheeks turned sore, his eyes turned red, and he felt even more angry for a while.

Waving Ying Huan's hand to wipe his tears away, he wrote two words heavily on Ying Huan's palm stroke by stroke: [mobile phone], at the end, he also put a big exclamation mark to express his dissatisfaction with Ying Huan .

Ying Huan brought the phone over, and Xin Tang called out the memo and typed quickly: [I haven't brushed my teeth yet! ]

Xin Tang, a man who is extremely obsessed with brushing his teeth in the morning.

Ying Huan was somewhat helpless with this sentence, "I have to see if there is any wound in your mouth first."

[I want to brush my teeth! ! ! ]

"So firm?"

[firm! ! ! ]

Ying Huan still wanted to open Xin Tang's mouth to have a look, but Xin Tang just didn't open his mouth, he gritted his teeth, and complained tearfully to Ying Huan when the bite hurt.

"Tsk, all right, brush." ​​Ying Huan rubbed Xin Tang's hair, "but I have to brush it for you."

Xin Tang wanted to say something more, but Ying Huan narrowed his eyes slightly and said threateningly: "Tangtang, I can't make any more concessions."

hum.

[Okay. ]

Ying Huan got out of bed and went to the closet to get a set of pajamas to put on, and brought back another set of the same color for Xin Tang to wear.

As soon as he got to the bed, Xin Tang signaled him to look at his phone, Ying Huan leaned over to take a look, Xin Tang was still wondering why he got up so late.

"I asked for leave today."

[So capricious? ]

"No way, whoever is the boss likes our little coquettish buns."

Xin Tang angrily hit three exclamation marks, but Ying Huan quickly grabbed her to put on her clothes, so she could only hold back any arguments temporarily.

In the bathroom, Xin Tang wanted to continue the topic just now, but before he finished typing, Ying Huan had already squeezed out the toothpaste, "Open your mouth."

Xin Tang had no choice but to swallow the retort again.

Although Ying Huan is as rough as a mad dog when it comes to sex, when he is serious about taking care of others, he is indeed quite meticulous and thoughtful.

He lifted Xin Tang's chin and got very close, without touching Xin Tang's red and swollen soft flesh at all, making Xin Tang almost forget the abnormality in his mouth.

Xin Tang's thoughts spread out again, what a beautiful fairy beauty, how could she become a pervert when encountering such a thing?

What's the use of taking care of me meticulously today, is it not a hundred times better to be gentle last night?

Damn it, but he was the one who took the initiative yesterday, and he didn't even have the confidence to make a fuss.

Cough... Although I have no confidence, I still made a fuss.

At this time, Xin Tang suddenly remembered Ying Huan's evaluation, and his pupils trembled. How could his behavior really look like a vexatious squeamish?

At this moment, Ying Huan's voice brought him back from his thoughts: "Spit it out."

Xin Tang numbly spit out the foam in his mouth, and quietly deleted half of the sentence he typed just now.

After finally rinsing her mouth, Ying Huan raised Xin Tang's chin again, "Open your mouth a little wider, let me see how it goes?"

Xin Tang opened her mouth obediently, with the slightest intention of not wanting to admit that she was a coquette.

Ying Huan raised the corners of her lips, not telling the truth, and carefully looked at the situation in Xintang's mouth.

"It's a little broken skin, come out and spray some medicine for you."

But Xin Tang stood still, pointed to the toiletries on the stage, and then pointed to Ying Huan.

"You want me to brush my teeth first?"

Xin Tang nodded solemnly.

Xin Tang is not only obsessed with brushing his teeth in the morning, but also obsessed with others brushing their teeth in the morning.

Ying Huan quickly finished brushing his teeth, and at this point, he simply washed his face, and asked Xin Tang to wash his face too.

Xin Tang completely forgot that he just had a sore throat, not a disability, and obediently let Ying Huan wash his face and even put on a set of water cream.

Ying Huan also told him to wipe his face before, but Xin Tang didn't take it seriously, but Ying Huan almost touched the face cream at night.

The main reason is that these water lotions have no taste. Xin Tang feels that there is no feeling at all on the face, and it makes no difference whether to apply it or not. This is probably the difference between him and the fairy.

Afterwards, we went to the first floor to get the medical kit together. Ying Huante skillfully found a tube of spray powder and carefully took care of some red and swollen areas.

Xin Tang couldn't help slandering in his heart: If he is so skilled, he must have done this kind of thing to him before!Damn, he even delivered it to the door himself!

I thought it was over after spraying the medicine, but Ying Huan took out a small ball from the medicine box and stuffed it into Xin Tang's mouth.

The size of the ball was just stuck in the middle of the tongue, and Xin Tang couldn't spit it out, nor could he shut his mouth, and stared at Ying Huan in horror.

Ying Huan touched Xintang's side face pitifully, but her half-closed eyes had already turned dark: "I'm going to feel sorry for Tangtang, I can't swallow for now, this thing can help you."

Xin Tang didn't listen to his nonsense, and stretched out his hand to take out the small ball. His fingers had already reached into his mouth and hooked the small ball, so Ying Huan said slowly: "If Tangtang takes it out, Then the husband can only tie Tangtang's hands and spray the medicine again."

Xin Tang: "?!" Didn't you say it earlier? !

The hero doesn't suffer from the loss in front of him, Xin Tang hangs up and pulls his finger back, and wipes the saliva on Ying Huan's hand angrily.

He still glared at Ying Huan after the incident, showing that he was not a soft persimmon.

Childish and cute.

Ying Huan curled her lips and patted Xin Tang's butt|butt, "Go and lie down on the sofa, it will feel better. I'll cook, and I'll take it out for you after cooking."

For the sake of his good attitude, Xin Tang nodded obediently, and did not forget to type in the memo before leaving: [Remember to hurry up! ]

It's really uncomfortable to hold this little ball in your mouth!

However, after lying on the sofa, he did feel much better, but Xin Tang felt that the way he opened his mouth and looked at the ceiling was more or less cerebrally palsy, so he simply pulled the blanket over his head to cover his whole body.

The blanket wasn't too thick, and Xin Tang would definitely be shivering from the cold in normal times, but today, for some reason, he didn't feel cold at all, and even felt that his face was a little steamed by the heat.

So Ying Huan came out after cooking, and lifted the blanket, and saw Xin Tang with a flushed face. His mouth was open, and his neat teeth and bright red tongue could be seen faintly.

Ying Huan licked his canine teeth, took out the ball from Xin Tang's mouth, and leaned over to kiss it. Fortunately, he didn't stick out his tongue so frantically, but just sucked and bit Xin Tang's lips to satisfy his greed.

It took Xin Tang a while to finally push away Ying Huan, who was still in the mood, and found that his voice had improved a bit, so he opened his mouth to speak directly: "What are you doing? I swallowed all the medicine!"

Mainly typing is too time consuming to fully express his anger!

However, his hoarse and subtle voice is not as loud as a cat's meowing, and it is better to add a few exclamation points when typing.

Ying Huan touched Xintang's face reassuringly, "It's okay, this medicine can be swallowed, why don't you dare to spray it in your mouth?"

Xin Tang: "..." OK.

After a tortured breakfast, Ying Huan had to go to work in the study. Boss, it's okay to be absent for a day or two occasionally, but you still have to do the work that needs to be done. The so-called leave is just a change of place to work.

Ying Huan wanted to take Xin Tang up there, but Xin Tang was unwilling, "I don't want to read novels, I just want to watch TV down there."

"Come up, I'll teach you how to play the game."

Xin Tang's eyes moved slightly, and he was half-pushed and carried up to the second floor.

Ying Huan took a tablet out of the handbag on the table and handed it to Xin Tang, "This is a new one. The one you used before broke down, but everything inside has been brought here intact, except for the WeChat chat history. .”

Xin Tang turned on the tablet, and Ying Huan pointed to a colorful software on the homepage and said, "This is the game you play, and you've been playing it for five or six years."

Xin Tang took a closer look, dream town?

He has been playing with this thing for five or six years, why does he not believe it?

Ying Huan didn't explain, and helped to open the town. After a short animation, he entered the game interface.

The houses and buildings in the town are well arranged, and hundreds of pieces of land are neatly divided and filled with different types of crops. At first glance, it really looks like it has been carefully managed.

"Crops can be harvested when they are mature and sent to the factory for processing. This is the feed factory and your animals. This is the factory for primary processing, and this is the factory for secondary processing..."

While explaining, Ying Huan drew out each area for Xin Tang to see.

Xin Tang: "..." He never believed that he could play this mentally handicapped game for five or six years!