Beauty has a lot of bad thoughts

Chris Maeda touched Chamberlain's earlobe lightly with his fingertips, stroking along the line of his jaw: "Aren't you getting up? I warned you, son of a bitch!"

His fingers slid all the way, along Chamberlain's chin to neck, and then from neck to collarbone.Draw and pull the line of the collarbone, go all the way down the shoulder, and come to the back of Chamberlain's needled hand.

Without the slightest hesitation, Maeda Chris pressed down hard and grabbed the needle.Chamberlain frowned, moved his fingers and still didn't wake up.

"Hmph!" Chris Maeda sneered softly, pinched the needle and pushed it upwards vigorously.

One hand squeezed Chris Maeda's fingers, preventing him from moving.

Chamberlain woke up, wounded all over.But the injury didn't affect his strength. He easily squeezed Chris Maeda's wrist and let the other party let go of the needle on the back of his hand.

"If you want to pretend to be weak, you have to be at least ten centimeters shorter." Maeda Chris took a step back, rubbing his pinched wrist, with a triumphant smile on his face, "You use this method to deceive Ding Bangsang, to win the favor of the big boss. It’s so naive!”

"This matter has nothing to do with you, Siren." Chamberlain tore off the needle himself, blocked the bleeding needle hole with cotton, and jumped off the bed, "The boss is very dissatisfied with you."

"It really is Nelson." Maeda Chris raised the corner of his mouth, dismissing Chamberlain's background, "It's just a dog, what's there to be proud of?"

"Pay attention to your wording!" Chamberlain grabbed the collar of the slightly offending magician, and easily lifted the guy who was half a head shorter than him, "Otherwise, I will use this to teach you—what is polite! "

Chamberlain took out a gun from under the pillow and pressed it viciously against Chris Maeda's temple.

"Oh, that's it?" Maeda Chris tilted his head and pressed his temple against the muzzle of the gun, making his skin a little red, "Finally showing your fangs! I thought you were just from Nelson, one who only knew What a begging dog! It turned out to be a watchdog!"

"Take back your words! Apologize to the boss and me!" The cold iron in Chamberlain's hand poked Chris Maeda's head and pushed him directly to the edge of the bed. "Now! Immediately! Immediately!"

Chamberlain was so strong that Chris Maeda was forced to kneel down by him.He lay his head back on the bed, his body kneeling straight.This posture is very awkward and strenuous.But the smile on his face was very relaxed.

"Okay, I apologize." Maeda Chris narrowed his eyes and slowly raised his head, "You are not a watchdog, but a hound. You came here after smelling the rotten smell, a dog that eats rotten meat!"

"To shut up!"

With a muffled sound, Chris Maeda was hit by the butt of a gun and fell to the ground.He wiped away the blood overflowing from the corner of his mouth, curved his brows and eyes like a crescent moon, and smiled charmingly on his back.

"Oh, is that the only thing?" Chris Maeda brushed his teeth lightly with the tip of his tongue, and approached the gun to provoke, "You want to kill me, right? Then why didn't you shoot?"

Chamberlain was short of breath, and the hand holding the gun couldn't help shaking: "I will! I will kill you, and your beautiful little head will be sent to the boss's fireplace as an ornament!"

"Then what are you waiting for?" Maeda Chris showed a bewitching smile, licked the muzzle of the gun with the tip of his tongue, and then grabbed it with his snow-white teeth, "Shoot now! Dingbang San'll be glad to see you lied to him when he comes back, won't you? Then you can go to the big boss and claim credit for screwing everything up! Go to him and beg for mercy! Wiggle your little ass like a dog! "

"Shut up, shut up!" Chamberlain pushed the muzzle of the gun into Chris Maeda's mouth, "Shut up your stinky mouth!"

Maeda Chris retched for a while, physiological tears hung on the corners of his reddish eyes, and his saliva overflowed from the corners of his lips and slowly fell down.

He threw his head back and spat out the gun from his mouth.

"What's wrong? Puppy? Are you scared?" He stretched out his bright red tongue and licked the muzzle of the gun provocatively. "Then what are you waiting for? Kill me and make me shut up forever!"

Chamberlain clenched his back molars, turned his head and took quick breaths, trying to calm down.

Maeda Chris seized the opportunity, stood up suddenly and flew over, his hands tightly grasping Chamberlain's wrist holding the gun.

Unexpectedly, the skinny Maeda Chris would counterattack in such a way that was tantamount to suicide. Chamberlain didn't react immediately and was attacked by him.

Chamberlain fell backwards with an unstable center of gravity, and fell to the ground with Chris Maeda.In a panic, he grabbed the IV pole.The small frame couldn't bear the weight of the two men, and it fell down along with it.

The infusion stand swept across the bedside table, knocking the glass on the floor.

The sound of glass shattering was particularly ear-piercing, and the nurse's doubtful voice came from outside the door. "What are you doing?" Her footsteps gradually approached, but they couldn't stop the two who were wrestling in the room.

The gun in Chamberlain's hand fell under the bed when he fell to the ground. He stretched out his hand to grab it, and crawled towards the gun desperately.Of course, Chris Maeda would not let him succeed, and kicked the gun away.

The gun ricocheted against the wall and slid to the door.

Chris Maeda twisted Chamberlain and hissed: "What's wrong? Puppy? Did I kick your teeth off?"

In terms of strength, Maeda Chris is not Chamberlain's opponent at all.Chamberlain only needs to grab his shoulder and break, and he can easily throw Maeda Chris to the side.

Chris Maeda screamed, covered his arms and rolled on the ground.Blood flowed down his forearm, and shards of broken glass embedded in his flesh.

Chamberlain took the opportunity to rush to the door, but just as he bent down, the door suddenly opened.The nurse who came to check the situation opened the door and came in. The gun that fell by the door bounced and hit Chris Maeda's leg.

Now it was impossible for Chamberlain to turn around and go back to get the gun. Maeda Chris had already picked up the gun, his pretty face contorted with pain.

"Stop, Chris!" Xue Dingbang rushed over when he heard the wrong voice at the door, and pulled the door frame, "Don't shoot! No, no, don't be impulsive!" He pushed Chamberlain away, and guarded behind him with the nurse, and walked towards the door. Maeda Chris walked slowly, "Put the gun down, okay? Throw it to me, give it to me..."

"Dingbangsang..." Maeda Chris smiled sadly, "There are some things, even if it is Dingbangsang, I wouldn't give them to you..." He turned his head and pointed at Chamberlain and pulled the trigger.

pat...

The sound was very soft, and it was not an ear-piercing gunshot.

A small flame burst out from the muzzle of the gun.

Pat, clack, clack...

Chris Maeda pulled the trigger several times in a row, but could only make this faint sound.

What he held in his hand was not a real gun at all, but a gun-shaped lighter!

Chris Maeda dropped the gun, covered his face with his uninjured hand and laughed.He was laughing so wildly, so hysterically, that tears came from his eyes.

Xue Dingbang hurried over and carefully picked up his injured arm to check.He touched his forehead again to make sure he had a fever.

"Chris, did you hit your head?" Xue Dingbang supported Chris Maeda, who was so weak from laughing, and helped him to sit outside, "What's wrong with you?"

Maeda Chris couldn't speak, he couldn't stop laughing.

With a livid face, Chamberlain followed the nurse out and sat on the bench together.

"Don't laugh, you will be short of oxygen." Xue Dingbang covered Chris Maeda's mouth to prevent him from inhaling too much air, "Chris, no matter how funny things are, you have to be patient. Does your hand hurt? ?”

There is Schrödingbang between Chamberlain and Chris Maeda.The way they looked at each other was not very friendly.

Chris Maeda finally stopped laughing, raised his eyes to look at Xue Dingbang, and spoke in a soft voice: "It hurts, Dingbangsang."

"Hold him down and don't move around." The doctor came over with tweezers, "I'm going to get all the broken glass out."

"I only went out for 10 minutes." Xue Dingbang frowned, grabbed Maeda Chris's wrist, put it on his leg and pressed it tightly, and grabbed his arm with the other hand, firmly controlling him, " How did it happen?"

"Are you feeling sorry for me?" Chris Maeda's eyes flickered, "I thought Dingbangsang would blame me..."

The reason, of course, will be asked later, and the focus now is to treat the terrible wound on his arm.Xue Dingbang raised his head indifferently, and said softly, "Be patient and don't move around..."

Even if Chris Maeda wanted to say something, he was quickly distracted by the pain in his arm.He bit his lower lip, a thin layer of sweat overflowed from the tip of his small nose, which glistened like jewels under the light.

The metal tweezers lighted coldly, delicately gripping broken glass shards, and the broken glass shards pulled out were stained with blood and flesh.

Shards of glass were thrown into the flat metal pan with a clatter.

The scene was not beautiful, nor was the sound pleasant, which made Xue Dingbang feel his heart being pulled.

Maybe it's because he stayed up too late these two days and was mentally exhausted, Xue Dingbang thought.

I have a fast heart rate and need to rest.

Maeda Chris didn't endure the pain for too long. After the hydrogel covered the wound, his condition improved a lot.

"Loosen your teeth, you will bite yourself." Xue Dingbang reached out and touched his lips, "Chris, relax."

Chris Maeda let go of his lips obediently, as if his head had lost its support.He leaned on Xue Dingbang's shoulder, closed his eyes and looked exhausted.

There was no pushing away, no rejection, not even a look of disapproval.Xue Dingbang acquiesced in his little intimacy, and turned to Chamberlain, "I'm glad to see you wake up."

"Mr. Xue, thank you..." Chamberlain twitched his lips helplessly, "save me again..."

"Did something happen?" Xue Dingbang stared at those humble blue eyes with a little doubt, "Chamberlain, why are you in the trash can?"

"How can a person live in a trash can?" Chamberlain raised his head and looked at Xue Dingbang. The next second, he tightly grasped his knees, as if trying to restrain his emotions.

The magician who observed him with unfriendly eyes made a clear mouth-synthetic to him——Puppy, he is mine.

The author has something to say:

Maeda Chris: Dog thing!Dare to compete with me for Bangsang, and don't ask me if I agree with the lighter in my hand? !

Chamberlain: Let alone the lighter?

Nelson: Don't fight, don't fight!Mr. Xue has all kinds of benefits, whoever is right will give it to him!

Yin Ren: Me, me, I want to answer!

Xue Dingbang: ...you should forget it.