Paranoid boyfriend doesn't want to heal

When he woke up the next morning, Xin Tang was in a daze.

That dream was terrible, it was more like a nightmare than a spring dream, and after waking up, there was even a faint pain in the body.

After a while, Xin Tang woke up completely, and suddenly realized that Ying Huan hadn't left and was still sleeping with him.

Subconsciously, Xin Tang shuddered, and his ass felt an inexplicable pain.

He didn't know if the dream last night came from his memory, or if he was scared by Ying Huan to have that dream, anyway, it left enough shadows on him.

Xin Tang quietly moved out a little, and then a little more, just two fists away from Ying Huan, when he was suddenly pulled back by the waist.

"Where do you want to go? Huh?"

Ying Huan leaned against his back, Xin Tang couldn't see his expression clearly, but could only hear a bit of suppressed wind and rain in his voice.

Xin Tang hugged Ying Huan's hand and said with a dry smile, "The bathroom."

"Oh, is it?"

Ying Huan's ending sounded long, and Xin Tang had a bad feeling. He hesitated for two seconds between running and not running, and Ying Huan's hand had already slid down his waist.

Xin Tang was so excited that his face turned red early in the morning, "You, you, what are you doing?"

Ying Huan suddenly let out a low laugh, and the oppressive atmosphere suddenly dissipated. He hugged Xin Tang even tighter, and almost whispered into Xin Tang's ear: "Did you dream about me last night?"

As he spoke, he wiped the sticky|greasy feeling from his fingertips on Xin Tang's legs.

Xin Tang: "!!!" He didn't realize this at all before, and Ying Huan wouldn't be able to find out unless he tried his best!

He was obviously very afraid of that dream, why is his body so weak!

"Huh? Talk." Ying Huan squeezed Xin Tang threateningly.

It's not heavy, it's more refreshing than pain, and the trembling of a weakness being held in the hands of others.

Xin Tang tremblingly replied: "Dream, I have dreamed."

"What did you dream about me?"

"I do not remember……"

"Then let me help you remember?"

"No, no need." Xin Tang grabbed Ying Huan's hand, but did not dare to use force, like a little daughter-in-law who was bullied by a landlord.

"How about that, you finally remembered something, don't be willful."

"No, I suddenly remembered!" Xin Tang stammered: "It seems to be in the car, I think it was affected by that photo, not necessarily my memory."

"Tell me carefully, and I will help you distinguish whether it is a memory or not."

"How about we get up first...?"

Saying it like this, Xin Tang really doesn't feel safe.

Ying Huan knew what he was thinking, and clicked impatiently: "Say."

hum.

Xin Tang picked and talked about last night's dream, emphasizing that Ying Huan in the dream caused him pain. After speaking, he turned his head to look at Ying Huan: "That's not my memory, right? Are you sure? won't hurt me, will it?"

Ying Huan withdrew his hand, the sticky liquid remained on the slender fingertips. In the past, he had already squeezed his fingers into Xin Tang's mouth, but at this moment, in Xin Tang's eyes, he was just a "good husband" , Naturally, you can't do such an "excessive" thing.

He just raised his hand to let Xin Tang see clearly, and said with a smile, "Are you sure it's only pain?"

Xin Tang nodded embarrassingly, feeling unconvincing, and added in a low voice: "It really hurts, and you also said strange things to me."

"What did I say?"

Speaking of this, Xin Tang became angry, and raised his eyebrows, "You make me cry a little louder! This way it won't hurt, do you think it's fair?"

Ying Huan wiped the liquid on Xin Tang's face without any fluctuation in his voice: "Well, it's outrageous."

Xin Tang's eyes widened, and he didn't care about being afraid, and shouted loudly: "Hey! Why did you wipe my face! It's disgusting, please let go of me, I'm going to wash my face!"

Ying Huan let go of Xin Tang readily.

He looked at Xintang's back running like a rabbit, and narrowed his eyes slightly.

Sure enough, it was amnesia, I don't know how many times I swallowed it, and now I just wiped my face and panicked like this.

When Xin Tang came out of the bathroom, Ying Huan hadn't gotten up yet, and even patted the bed to let Xin Tang come up to keep him warm.

"Aren't you going to work?" Xin Tang asked curiously.

"asked for leave."

"Would the boss not have any objections to you asking for leave every three days?"

"Then why don't you beg him for me?"

Xin Tang: "..."

"I don't know your boss."

"I know him, he likes you very much."

Xin Tang hugged his chest vigilantly, "You won't sell me for glory, will you?"

"No?" Ying Huan glanced at him, and said with a half-smile: "Anyway, you are stupid now, and no one will save you if you sell you."

"I am amnesiac, not stupid."

"Drunkards also say they're not drunk."

"How could you do this?" Xin Tang was indignant, "When I just woke up, you didn't say that I lost my memory, not dementia. Don't deny what you said."

Ying Huan was kind and generous: "Okay, I apologize."

"It's almost..."

Before Xin Tang finished speaking, Ying Huan added: "I apologize for my wrong judgment at the beginning, I'm sorry~"

Xin Tang was dumbfounded.

Ying Huan was amused by his appearance, "You still say you're not stupid?"

He has said it so clearly, but he still doesn't understand that the boss is himself.

"Forget it, I can't compete with you."

Xin Tang groaned and threw down a sentence that had no deterrent effect, and sat on the sofa alone to shut himself up.

"Baby~" Ying Huan called him suddenly.

Xin Tang's ears moved, pretending not to hear.

"Tangtang~"

Xin Tang moved, but still ignored it.

"Baby Tangtang~"

Xin Tang felt that it was almost done, and glared at Ying Huan pretending to be impatient: "What are you doing!"

Ying Huan smiled, "Are you really not thinking about it? If I lose my job, I won't be able to support you."

Xin Tang: "?!"

"Aren't you my husband? How can you let me please others! If you are afraid of losing your job, get up and go to work!" The more Xin Tang said, the more he felt that it made sense, and even ran to the bedside to pull Ying Huan up, "I don't want You accompany, you work hard, a good boss will never fire you."

"Then maybe, he likes you, so he has to make things difficult for me?"

"Who is your boss? How can this be?"

"Who calls someone the boss?"

"That can't be like this. If it doesn't work, you, you can resign. When I am discharged from the hospital, I will work."

"You are not in good health, how can I be willing to let you go out to work."

"If you don't want me to go to work, are you willing to send me away?"

Ying Huan smirked, and suggested solemnly: "You and him are just playing on the occasion. We continue to have an affair behind his back, and we can also cheat the job. Think about it, isn't he the one who suffers?"

It seems to make sense, but it doesn't seem to make sense anywhere.

Xin Tang's face turned red from holding back, but he just couldn't say anything to refute.

With a little effort, Ying Huan pulled Xin Tang onto the bed, bit his ear and asked, "Are you okay, baby? Our family's future is all on your shoulders."

"No, no..." Xin Tang refuted with the last bit of rationality.

"Like me so much? You can't let others touch you?"

Xin Tang felt something was wrong, but he followed his words and said, "No way!"

I don't know how this sentence smoothed over Ying Huan, but Ying Huan suddenly laughed lowly, and the vibration in his chest was transmitted to Xin Tang.

"Okay, I'll listen to Tangtang, but if Tangtang regrets it, she can come to me anytime."

Xin Tang thought bitterly, there would never be such a day.

In fact, there was a reason why Ying Huan didn't go to work today. He planned to take Xin Tang home today.

Xin Tang thought that there would be a detailed inspection before leaving. Unexpectedly, Ying Huan went out for a walk, and when he came back, he said that the discharge procedures were completed and he could go home after packing up.

"So fast?" Xin Tang was surprised.

Ying Huan glanced at him with lazy and sexy eyes, "Otherwise?"

Xin Tang scratched his neck uncomfortably, "I thought there would be some kind of inspection."

"The ones that should be checked have already been checked. The hospital insisted that you were just asleep. If it wasn't for worrying about any accidents, I would have taken you home."

"Ok."

Xin Tang wanted to help Ying Huan pack his things, but his hands and feet were cold and as stiff as frozen chicken feet, so he didn't help much, it just added to the mess.

Later, Ying Huan grabbed him into his arms and said, "So energetic? Do you want that?"

Unlike the previous sentence pattern, Xin Tang thought that Ying Huan was asking him if he wanted something, but he didn't realize it for a while, so he asked stupidly, "Which one?"

The corners of Ying Huan's lips curled slightly, one leg squeezed between Xin Tang's, and he said in a low voice, "The one you didn't let me talk about."

Xin Tang jumped far away, "I won't bother you anymore, you can continue to tidy up."

Ying Huan sighed faintly, Xin Tang pretended not to hear, lying on the sofa playing with Ying Huan's mobile phone.

There were not many things. In less than half an hour, Ying Huan had packed up and walked out together with Xin Tang in his arms.

I met a few sporadic people on the road, and for some reason, they always stared at Xin Tang intently. Their eyes seemed to be filled with fear and pity, which made Xin Tang feel uncomfortable. Saved a belly fire.

Ying Huan rubbed Xin Tang's hair, "What's wrong?"

"Didn't you see their eyes? It's strange." Xin Tang suddenly stopped in place, "You really didn't lie to me, did you? Is my face really not disfigured?"

"No, but it looks good, she is a little beauty."

Xin Tang couldn't care less about being shy anymore, and insisted: "No, the more I think about it, the more something is wrong. What about your mobile phone, take a picture of me, I have to see it."

"Must I watch it now?"

"must."

"To that?"

Xin Tang: "..." The more Ying Huan pushed, the more he felt something was wrong.

He gritted his teeth and said firmly, "Here!"

In any case, he must see his face today, or he really can't let go of this matter.

It's okay for one person to be scared by him. People along the way all have the same expression when they see him. No matter what they think, something is wrong!

Ying Huan's smile faded, "So firm?"

"Correct!"

"Okay, let's go."

After finishing speaking, Ying Huan strode out of the elevator.

Xin Tang hurriedly followed, "Where are you going? You take a picture of me first, I want to see it."

Ying Huan finally stopped beside a black car, opened the door and stared at Xin Tang, "Go in."

That look was so deep that it seemed as if he wanted to swallow Xin Tang in one gulp.

Xin Tang trembled inexplicably, "What are you doing? Take a picture of me first."

Ying Huan chuckled: "How can there be any reason in this world to deliver first and then pay?"