Toffee Master

Wang Zhuqi also ended the battle, and Huang Mao was directly led to Yang Xingyu by twisting his arms backwards.

He moved his sparse eyebrows, and just as he was about to claim credit, he saw Yang Xingyu's blood-stained clothes: "Brother Yu, you're injured! Fuck, Huang Mao, the grandson, did it!"

He exerted force with his hands, and Huang Mao immediately let out a scream: "It's not me! Am I sick! Fighting with a knife is not courting death!"

Tang Ye subconsciously glanced at Li Feng who was pressed to the ground by his own knee: "It's about you."

Li Feng smiled flatteringly, but didn't dare to talk back.

Wang Zhuqi exploded as soon as he heard it, and kicked Li Feng: "So it's your grandson!"

"Zhuzi, I'm fine. Let's deal with Zhao Li first." Yang Xingyu stopped him.

Wang Zhuqi wanted to say something more, but finally closed his mouth reluctantly.

Yang Xingyu frowned and looked at Huang Mao: "To be honest, I really admire your persistence. Since last semester, you have been chasing me for a few months?"

"Hey, more than five months."

"It's going to be half a year soon," Yang Xingyu snorted, "Do you need to have a decisive battle on the half-year anniversary to make a break between you and me?"

"No, no, no." Huang Mao glanced at Tang Ye quickly. The people who were crazy just now are listening to them with a cute face. It's scary!

He tilted his head and said with a dry smile, "Actually, after thinking about it, there is no big conflict between us."

"Is that so? That means you won't come to block me anymore?"

Yang Xingyu was close to him, so naturally he didn't miss the look he had just glanced at Xiaotangzhi. He was a little bit dumbfounded, but he didn't expect that Huangmao's big trouble would be solved by Xiaotangzhi.

Huang Mao nodded again and again: "Of course, we don't know each other. From now on, you will be my brother Yu, and you can come to me whenever you need anything."

He thought for a while, and quickly said to Tang Ye, "Brother, brother, you can also find me."

Tang Ye showed a smirk.

Huang Mao trembled, and immediately looked away.

Yang Xingyu said to Wang Zhuqi: "Okay, let him go."

"Hmph! You'd better keep your word, or I'll beat you every time I see you!" Wang Zhuqi let go of his yellow hair and said viciously.

Huang Mao responded twice, and ran away with his little brothers.

Li Feng whispered: "I, I won't bother you anymore, and I will read the letter of repentance according to your request on Monday, let me go..."

Yang Xingyu looked at Tang Ye.

Only then did Tang Ye stand up slowly.

Li Feng felt a light on his back, stood up scrambling, and ran away without looking back.

That speed is fast enough to participate in the [-]-meter race.

Wang Zhuqi took a moment to react, and said angrily, "Just let him go like this?! At least let's keep the medical expenses!"

"Yup……"

Tang Ye blinked blankly, "Why didn't you say Zhuzi just now?"

"I don't need to go to the doctor, I can handle this wound myself."

Yang Xingyu answered first, he tore the torn clothes.

Wang Zhuqi and Tang Ye moved their heads in unison to look over.

"Hey, I thought it was serious. It's just that the skin is broken, and the bleeding is also because the wound is relatively long." Wang Zhuqi looked back, "It's true that I don't need to go to the hospital. I think I will heal when I arrive."

Tang Ye looked at him: "Zhuzi, you seem quite disappointed?"

Wang Zhuqi chuckled: "Is it too obvious?"

"Oh, I was careless in making friends," Yang Xingyu sighed pretendingly, and touched his pocket, "Where's my phone?"

"It's here." Tang Ye handed over his mobile phone.

Yang Xingyu directly forwarded Wang Zhuqi a thousand times: "You take your friend to have a meal, Xiaotang and I...cough, Tang Ye will go back first."

He waved to a group of people standing in the distance: "Thanks, brothers! Let the pillar take you there if you want to eat! My treat!"

Seeing that his injury was not serious, Wang Zhuqi didn't worry anymore, and said carelessly to Tang Ye, "Then I'll trouble you to take care of Brother Yu, just call me if you need anything, bye~"

After he finished speaking, he called his friends and left.

Tang Ye and Yang Xingyu were left in the abandoned warehouse that was bustling just now.

"Brother Yu, you really don't need to go to the hospital?" Tang Ye was still a little worried. Didn't he say that being scratched by a knife is easy to get tetanus.

"It's okay, just use iodine to sterilize such a shallow wound," Yang Xingyu said as he stood up, but his back hurt. He gasped, wrinkled his face and stretched out his arms, "Tang Ye Help me, do you still have safflower oil? I don’t know which grandson is so cruel, I probably have a lot of bruises on my back.”

"Yes... I actually have a small medicine box at home."

Tang Ye grabbed his arm with both hands and grabbed him, and asked again, "Do you really not need to go to the hospital?"

Yang Xingyu put his arms on his shoulders, and said with a smile, "It's really unnecessary. If you're worried about brother, you can help me apply the medicine when I get home."

"Ah."

Tang Ye responded, still feeling very worried.

When the two returned home, Yang Xingyu found that his treatment had changed. Tang Ye treated him like a porcelain doll.

"Sit down on the sofa and I'll get the medicine."

Tang Ye took two steps, turned into the kitchen, brought a glass of cold water over, "Drink some water."

Yang Xingyu was sipping water in small sips, while turning his head to look at the back of Tang Ye flipping through the medicine box with great effort, he suddenly laughed happily. Even if Xiaotangzhi didn't remember what happened with him when he was a child, he still cared about him very much. !

Seeing Tang Ye standing up, he quickly turned his head back and sat upright again.

"Hydrogen peroxide, normal saline, povidone iodine, gauze..."

Tang Ye murmured and lowered his head to check the medicine box, not noticing his movements at all.

"what are you doing?"

"I just checked on Dudu. Cuts are easily infected, so they must be washed three times with hydrogen peroxide and normal saline, and then disinfected with iodophor." Tang Ye placed the required medicines one by one on the tea table , "Take off your clothes, and I'll clean your wound."

"Dudu checks the disease, the cancer has started, don't be so nervous." Yang Xingyu found a posture where he couldn't touch the wound, and fell on the sofa.

"It's called just in case!" Tang Ye frowned, looking back at him with a serious face, still vaguely angry.

Yang Xingyu froze for a moment, sat upright unconsciously, and quickly took off his shirt, revealing his muscular upper body and healthy dark skin.

He whispered without confidence: "Oh... I see, why are you so fierce."

Tang Ye didn't speak, he was angry that Yang Xingyu didn't care about his body at all!

But when he saw the finger-long wound on his upper arm, his heart softened again. He took out a toffee from his pocket, peeled it off, stuffed it into Yang Xingyu's mouth, and said in a firm tone: "It might hurt, bear with it." .”

Yang Xingyu couldn't hold back, the corners of his mouth curled up secretly: "Well, take it easy then."

Hearing his coquettish tone, Tang Ye almost lost his serious expression.

Following the steps on the Internet, he carefully applied hydrogen peroxide and normal saline to Yang Xingyu's wound. He was afraid that he would be in pain, so he gently blew on him like coaxing a child.

The itchy feeling spread from his arms to his whole body, Yang Xingyu felt that his hair was going to stand on end, he bit the toffee in his mouth hard, and resisted the urge to withdraw his arm from the small candy paper.

After finally waiting for Tang Ye to help him wrap the gauze, Yang Xingyu felt that half of his life was about to be tossed away. No wonder one of the ancient tortures was to scratch the soles of the feet with feathers, which was much more uncomfortable than a whip and pepper water!

Tang Ye looked at the loose gauze in annoyance. Compared with Yang Xingyu who wrapped it for himself, he wrapped it as if it was made by a primary school student.

He was too annoyed, and didn't notice Yang Xingyu's abnormality, so he said in a muffled voice, "Get down, let me rub your back with safflower oil."

"Ah?" Yang Xingyu yelled strangely in response.

Tang Ye was taken aback by him: "What are you doing! Didn't you say that your back was bruised?"

Yang Xingyu knew that he was wrong, so he laid down on the sofa dawdly: "Then you should be stronger, or you won't feel itchy."

"Understood, just let me take it easy."

Tang Ye stood up, looked down at Yang Xingyu's back, and suddenly found that his shoulders were very broad, and his waist, which was tied with a belt, was a little thin.

In addition, Yang Xingyu's arms were crossed on the lower jaw, causing the symmetrical shoulder blades to protrude slightly.

Tang Ye gently brushed his shoulder blades with his fingers: "This is the butterfly bone mentioned on the Internet."

Yang Xingyu trembled all over, a layer of goose bumps instantly appeared on his body, and he said in a muffled voice, "I guess so... I don't know..."

In fact, Tang Ye didn't have any wrong thoughts, because he found a bruise on Yang Xingyu's back that even his skin color couldn't cover up.

He poured some safflower oil into his palm: "I'm going to rub it for you."

"Um……"

Yang Xingyu's back tensed subconsciously until a soft and warm touch appeared.

"Does it hurt?"

Yang Xingyu shook his head.

Tang Ye noticed his nervousness and thought it was because his back hurt too much. After thinking for a while, he opened his mouth and tried to divert Yang Xingyu's attention: "What kind of hatred do you have with Huang Mao? He wants to chase you for half a year?"

When Yang Xingyu heard this, he immediately became energetic: "He has a brain problem! I must say that I stole his girlfriend!"

Tang Ye paused for rubbing his bruise: "Really?"

"Fuck!"

Yang Xingyu roared angrily, "I don't even know who his girlfriend is! If he is sick, no matter how I explain it, he won't believe it!"

"Oh?"

Tang Ye smirked, and the strength in his hands increased, "Brother Yu, are you trying to say that you are very attractive?"

Yang Xingyu was screamed by him, and finally couldn't take it anymore, so he lay on the sofa, stretched his arms back, hugged Tang Ye's shoulder accurately, and pushed him down beside him: "I What's wrong with being so charming! Do you dare to say that Brother Yu and I are not very charming?"

He turned sideways and scratched Tang Ye with his free hand as if revenge.

Tang Ye was very ticklish, he couldn't stop giggling, his fair cheeks were flushed, and his forehead was sweating a little.

While struggling to avoid Yang Xingyu scratching his itchy hand, he pushed him to clamp his arm with both hands: "Haha! I was wrong, I was wrong! Brother Yu is very handsome hahaha, very charming, let me go!"

"See if you dare to be fierce!"

Yang Xingyu smiled but didn't let go. Suddenly, a sweet smell wafted from the tip of his nose. After a tickling movement, he subconsciously twitched his nose, and moved his head to Tang Ye's cheek following the sweet smell.

He froze for a moment, and thought that the sweet smell he smelt before was indeed from the little candy paper, but how could there be a candy smell on a human body?Are you eating too much?

Tang Ye's laughter gradually died down, his chest rose and fell rapidly, and it took him a while to breathe steadily.

"Brother Yu let..."

As soon as he turned his head, his eyes met Yang Xingyu's at close range.

The living room suddenly fell silent, only the intertwined breathing of the two could be heard.

Tang Ye opened his mouth: "Your wound..."

"Ok?"

Yang Xingyu followed his gaze and raised his head. It turned out that when he was fighting with Tang Ye, the unwrapped gauze on his arm fell apart, and the wound reappeared. He belatedly groaned, He raised his arm high: "It hurts!"

"Sit up quickly, I'll wash your hands and bandage them again." Tang Ye lost control, covered his red ears and quickly stood up from the sofa, and hurried into the bathroom without saying a word.

The bathroom door slammed shut, and the living room fell into silence again.

Yang Xingyu sat up slowly and rubbed his ears, what's the matter?How did he feel that he could hear his own heartbeat?

Out of the corner of his eye, he caught a glimpse of the toffee falling out of Tang Ye's pocket on the sofa. He touched one, peeled it off and threw it into his mouth. He must have been frightened by Huang Mao and Li Feng, so he quickly ate a candy to suppress his shock.