Scholar is Addicted [Rebirth]

Yin Xing ran angrily to argue with Bai Qi, leaving Shu Sheng alone in the mansion depressed and worried.

Bai Qi originally provoked these troubles because of Yin Xing's absence, but now Yin Xing not only came back, but also brought a stomach full of nameless flames that hit Bai Qi head and face, and he went there for several days.

Although the news of the water animal husbandry kept telling him that he was safe, Shu Sheng still felt uncomfortable and couldn't sleep well all day long.

The word "military disaster" in the anthology of false essays always keeps appearing in front of his eyes and in his mind.

Unexpectedly, the last bit of worry really came true—Yin Xing was injured.

When Yin Xing was carried back, his face was pale, his body was covered with blood, and his chest was hastily bandaged with a red streak.

The military doctor hurriedly went in to deal with it, and even took a special look at Shu Sheng. Shu Sheng didn't pay attention to this. He wanted to go in, but was stopped by Mu Yan.

Mu Yan, who was originally quite escaped, said with a somber face: "Sir, it's better not to go in, there is a doctor here."

Distraught, Shu Sheng was stopped by Mu Yan, and heard his own voice asking: "How did he get hurt?"

"Uh..." Mu Yan's eyes were evasive, and he said: "I originally won the battle, but when I came back, the prince rushed the horse a little too fast, the horse's hoof slipped, and the prince fell on the arrow on the ground..."

Saying this is not a bit embarrassing, if not for the gentleman in front of him, Mu Yan is not sure that he can say it.

Which family won the battle unscathed, but was injured by the fall?This is too careless!

However, Prince Yin of his family is such a heartless person!

Shu Sheng was still dazzled when he heard this, and didn't scold Yin Xing for being stupid, just sat in the courtyard and waited for the doctor to finish bandaging.

Mu Yan was scratching his head beside him, not knowing how to comfort Mr.

Shu Sheng actually listened to what Mu Yan said, but he couldn't laugh even if he wanted to laugh.

Either he didn't know why Yin Xing suddenly wanted to fight, but he just felt awkward, now it's all right, he was the one who got hurt and hurt.

When the door opened, the old military doctor hadn't finished saying "no problem" when he was bumped around by Shu Sheng who rushed in, clutching his forehead and couldn't tell the difference between east, west and north.

The old military doctor's face became strange when he stood firm, and several hidden guards appeared around him.

"This is that..." The old military doctor asked with a wink.

"Yeah." Mu Qing rubbed his chin and said, "This is the man who would rather get hurt than that."

"...But, what about the injury?" The old military doctor stared, "Why didn't I see any injuries?"

"..."

A group of hidden guards hurriedly covered the old military doctor's mouth, raised their arms and legs, and pulled them out. Mu Yan murmured in a low voice: "Hey old man, why don't you just stop shouting? Calling bitter tricks, do you understand bitter tricks? If you keep shouting, we will all be silenced!"

In the room, Prince Yin, who was lying on the bed and carrying out bitter tricks, took the opportunity to pinch his armpits under the quilt, sweating profusely, and thought, I think you bookworm is still hard-hearted!

Yin Xing, who ran out to vent his energy, has been thinking about how to 'eat' the bookworm. He has been 'hungry' for half a month.

Mu Yan, who is usually the most spooky, came over and said, "Why don't you try a bitter trick?"

"Bitter tricks?" Yin Xing rubbed his chin and thought for a while. This nerd is usually very soft-hearted. Don't say it, you can really try it. Maybe this nerd will just give in obediently.

So, on the way back after cutting Bai Qi, Yin Xing "rolled off" from the horse, wiped a handful of blood from Bai Qi's dead body on the ground and wiped it on his chest, and said confidently, "I'm hurt."

"..."

His war horse couldn't see it, so he raised his hoof and kicked him, turned around and stood by, watching a group of depressed soldiers lift the "injured" Yin Xing back and forth, sometimes crying like mourning Voice.

But when Shu Sheng rushed in, Yin Xing regretted it again.

The scholar's eyes were red, and his face was so pale that there was no trace of blood. He came in and stood in front of the bed, looking at him helplessly, and it took him a long time to call out "Yin Xing."

Compared to him, Yin Xing was even more at a loss. What he couldn't see was the nerd's tears. Even if he didn't shed tears at the moment, Yin Xing was more worried about this pale face.

But Yin Xing is now riding a tiger, and he has to pretend if he can't, so he smiled vainly and said, "It's okay, don't you think he's not dead yet?"

Shu Sheng pinched his cuffs, lowered his head and did not speak.

Yin Xing felt uncomfortable in his heart, and wondered if the joke was a little too big?

While reaching out and tugging at the cuffs of his clothes, he patted the side of the bed: "Sit here, it's really all right, look."

He grabbed Shu Sheng's hand and pressed it to his heart, and said with a smile, "Look, this dance is so powerful."

Shu Sheng seemed to have just woken up from a daze, and raised his eyes to look at him, with a little cautiousness in his eyes: "Are you really all right?"

Yin Xing smiled, leaned over and kissed him on the cheek and said, "It won't hurt if you kiss me once."

Shu Sheng's face was like a shrimp thrown into boiling water, and suddenly turned red, spreading from the earlobe to the neck.

Shu Sheng raised his hand to cover his face, and glared at Yin Xing, but the stare was not powerful, mixed with worry, and Yin Xing, who was very hungry, could see the full of coquettishness.

"Stupid." Yin Xing stretched out his right hand from the side to wrap around Shu Sheng's waist, squeezed it, and frowned: "Hey, it's only been a few days, you seem to have lost weight?"

"Think of me?" Yin Xing asked.

Shu Sheng turned her head to ignore him, thinking that this smelly and shameless man, but seeing him lying pitifully on the bed, couldn't bear it, so she nodded.

This nod was like blowing a sigh of relief to Yin Xing's little fire, even though it was a light breath, it was enough to make him arouse his courage.

When Shu Sheng turned around to comfort him again, he saw Yin Xing looking at him with bright eyes, like a wolf looking at a sheep.

Shu Sheng felt a shudder for no reason on his neck, and trembled a bit: "What are you doing?"

"Bookworm, I miss you." Yin Xing turned sideways from the thick quilt, buried his head in Shu Sheng's waist and rubbed it.

Shu Sheng stroked his hair lightly, and then realized what he was thinking belatedly, and immediately became annoyed, slapped the side of his head with a slap, and said in a huff: "I've been hurt all the time!" That's it, I still have time to think about this matter, it seems that the injury is not serious!"

As soon as he finished speaking, he saw Yin Xing lying on his back weakly and looking back, his face was pale, even his lips were white, and beads of sweat were faintly visible on his forehead.

Shu Sheng thought it was not good, not to mention the slap just now, so he hurriedly approached and asked nervously: "What's the matter? What's wrong? Is it hurting?"

Yin Xing lay down like a wounded wolf, curled his lips and smiled wryly: "I feel uncomfortable, the people I like the most don't like me, and they don't want to help me, I'm sad."

"..." Shu Sheng stared at him with pursed lips.

Yin Xing turned away from looking at him, and said again: "I was hurt at that time, I just wanted to see him again, it seems that he doesn't miss me at all."

"Have you said enough?" Shu Sheng's face was cold, and his voice was cold: "Is it because you like thinking about that kind of thing?"

Yin Xing was silent for a while, but when he turned his face back, he was aggrieved again, and said in a soft voice: "Stupid, I feel bad."

After saying this, Shu Sheng couldn't hold back his temper with him, Yin Xing dragged his hand into the quilt and touched the place where the other party was stunned, Shu Sheng's mind went blank for a moment.

The cursing words came to his lips, and seeing that Yin Xing was really uncomfortable, he said helplessly, "You are already like this, what else should you do?"

"Help me." Yin Xing pursed his lips, looked at him eagerly, pointed to himself, and said, "Although I can't move, you can... um... move yourself or something..."

Shu Sheng lowered his head and said nothing, clenched his fists tightly, Yin Xing looked terrified, and thought to himself, don't punch me directly later, should I pretend to be dizzy then?

Shu Sheng was silent for a while, then looked up at him, sighed slightly, and asked, "How about...let me help you?"

This is already the biggest concession for a scholar who has always followed the etiquette dogma.

Yin Xing twitched the corner of his mouth and looked at him for a while, but refused, and said with a straight neck: "You suffocate me!"

Shu Sheng also got angry, stood up and said harshly: "You just suffocate to death! Let's see who cares about you!"

After saying that, he rushed out the door angrily, and slammed the door with a bang.

Seeing Shu Sheng leave, Yin Xing was dumbfounded for a moment, then scratched his head—it's over, are you really angry?If I had known earlier, I would have promised to take it with my hand, maybe I could have some tofu with my hand.

Before he finished regretting, he heard Shu Sheng came back again, stood at the door for a while, and said to the outside: "Today there is no need to watch the night, everyone go down."

Yin Xing opened his mouth stupidly and watched Shu Sheng push the door open and come in with a cold face, he locked the door with his backhand, came over and stood in front of Yin Xing and stared coldly at him for a while.

Yin Xing was stared at by him and grabbed the corner of the quilt and just wanted to shrink into the quilt, when he saw Shu Sheng suddenly began to take off his clothes, lowered his head and took off the robes one by one, leaving only the underwear inside, and then stretched out his hand He tore off the scholar's towel from his head.

The weather in the northwest was dry and cold, so he rubbed his arms, lifted the quilt and rolled himself in, straddled Yin Xing and began to work with his head down.

Yin Xing looked at it like an idiot, his eyes stared blankly, his mouth drooling in surprise, no different from an idiot.

Not long after, two pairs of snow-white obscene pants flew out from under the quilt.

Yin Xing was surrounded by Shu Sheng's two arms on the bed, the bookworm didn't even look at him, but his whole body was pink and red with embarrassment.

Between the amazement, a deep emotion rose in my heart. This nerd really liked him, so it was worth it.

The joy was carried out by the scholar's shy but bold initiative. In the end, Yin Xing, who was trying his best to hold himself, couldn't hold it anymore, turned over and overwhelmed the scholar.

The scholar unconsciously tore off the gauze from Yin Xing's body when he was washed away by the sea of ​​desire. Where was the scar on his smooth chest?There was only a smell of blood on the gauze.

The drowsy head was awake for a moment amidst the chaos and blankness - this bastard, I can't stop talking to you!

The author has something to say: I’m sorry, I’ve been looking for a house recently, and it’s not going so smoothly, so there’s really no guarantee for the internet. I’m sorry for the interruption these days. Go to a friend’s house today and hurry up to update a chapter. It should be available tomorrow. Deal with the house problem well, I will restore and update as soon as possible, apologies in advance.

PS: Early warning, high-energy dog ​​blood in the rear, please pay attention