I was rented monthly after I became a virtual boyfriend

The cold air that Xiudu brought in made people tremble.

Su Heran froze for a moment, quickly hid his scuffling hands back under the bed, looked away, pretended to be innocent and calmed down, "No, 667 is talking nonsense."

The oblique angle just concealed the blush that flashed past the tip of the ear because of being caught on the spot.

Xiudu chuckled and didn't ask any further questions, he took off his coat at the entrance and came in with a lunch box.

Before Su Heran could react, the slightly cool back of his hand was pressed against his forehead, and his limbs were completely sealed by this action.

"I won't burn it, but I still have to pay attention to it. I have eaten some lighter nourishment recently."

Seeing that Su Heran didn't hide, Xiudu was in a good mood, but he still felt distressed when he saw Su Heran's still pale face.

"Ah... oh." Su Heran stuttered.

what's going on?

Xiudu turned his head to look at 667 who had been obediently standing beside the bed since just now, and frowned slightly, "You're stuck here..."

"You didn't ask me..." The rest of 667's words were blocked by threatening eyes, and he waved his hands frantically: "I'm leaving now, I'm leaving now! So what, God Su, I'll leave first if I have something to do It's gone!"

Su Heran showed a puzzled expression.

These two... know each other?

After 667 ran away in a hurry, the air fell into silence again.Su Heran watched Xiudu deftly open the lunch box and put out some porridge and side dishes, and asked tentatively, "Do you know 667?"

Now that I think about it, 667's behavior has been a bit weird since he came to Liaoyuan to shoot. Although there are inevitably differences in his online and offline personalities, he is sometimes too purposeful.

For example, the introductory words before Xiudu entered the door just now, or the intentional or unintentional mention of Xiudu during the filming.

Combined with the strange state he faced with Xiudu and the vague conversation between the two of them, Su Heran came up with this guess.

It's just a bit tactful, he felt that 667 was more like a spy than he knew him.

"Hmm." Xiu Du made a nasal sound.

Su Heran didn't expect him to admit it, all the drafts of the cliché were swallowed back, neither salty nor bland, "Oh."

All right, you are the president, and you have nothing to worry about if your spies are exposed.

But why install a spy?

Su Heran's head was in trouble, before he could figure it out, he saw Xiu Du sitting beside him, picking up the porridge next to him.

"time to eat."

After realizing what Xiu Du wanted to do, Su Heran panicked and said, "Don't, don't, President Xiu can come by myself!"

He still remembers being a humble little employee.

Xiudu dodged his grabbing hands, and said in an unquestionable tone: "You are a sick patient, you have no strength, and if you knock it over, I have to clean it up."

Su Heran: "..."

This reason seems somewhat persuasive.

But he's not so fragile that he can't even hold a bowl!

After a moment of staring at each other, Su Heran was defeated, comforting himself crazily in his heart: It's not working hours, it's not working hours, it's okay, it's okay.

Xiudu nodded in satisfaction, scooped up a spoonful of preserved egg porridge and fed it to Su Heran's mouth, "I made it, I don't know if you can get used to it."

Su Heran was a little uncomfortable with Xiudu's sudden change, and swallowed it so hot that he couldn't taste it at all: "I'm used to it."

Is the current president so well? He even cooks meals for sick employees.

"Is it too hot?" Xiudu frowned slightly, before feeding the next spoonful, he blew carefully and slowly.

Looking at Xiudu's worried face and gentle tone, Su Heran suddenly thought of the contents of the post that spread rumors about their relationship:

[Glaring preference and meticulous care. ]

This kind of gentleness that blows porridge is very abrupt on him, the established impression of a fierce god is obliterated, and all previous aggressiveness has been restrained.

This is not how the Xiu Du he knew should look like.

Why is this happening?

"I'm here to apologize." Xiudu fed over the porridge at a suitable temperature, "I'm responsible for Cheng Hua's matter."

Su Heran chewed slowly and took a bite of the delicious porridge, most of the doubts in his heart dissipated.

So it was because of this incident?

After all, he was the biggest victim of the Iowa incident.

"No need to apologize, it has nothing to do with you." Su Heran shook his head and praised: "It's delicious."

Looking up through the silver-rimmed glasses, he saw the blue eyes of Xiu Du, and his heart seemed to be clenched.

Xiudu didn't seem to notice Su Heran's gaze, and continued to say while feeding porridge: "It has something to do with me. I originally planned to find more evidence to solve it, but I didn't expect him to be so extreme."

He didn't expect that Ah Hua would carry a utility knife, and when the other party almost hurt the little hedgehog, he was surrounded by fear.

The sense of loss almost swallowed him up.

But fortunately there was no danger.

"Eat slowly." Xiudu said softly.

Su Heran felt his heart beating faster and faster, he caught the fear in Xiudu's expression.

It is really scary to have an accident in front of an employee.

"I'm fine." Su Heran wanted to reassure Xiudu, "I will definitely not implicate you and affect Hoshino's reputation."

After thinking about it, there is only one reason for the CEO to commit himself to feeding the meal and apologize in person.

Su Heran's tone was relaxed. Although he knew that it was understandable to care about interests, he still felt a little sad in a flash.

He thought...

"Involvement?" Xiu Du paused holding the hand of the lunch box, unable to believe what he heard.

"Ah?" Su Heran didn't react, he didn't know why he was excited, and whispered vaguely: "Otherwise...why help me."

There must be a reason.

He grew up alone, and when he entered the society at the age of 17, he had a taste of the world, knowing that it is impossible for one person to be nice to another for no reason.

Seeing the doubt in Su Heran's eyes, Xiudu suddenly felt a little helpless.

Why is his little hedgehog so unresponsive.

Su Heran was stared unnaturally, his eyes shifted to change the subject and said: "I'm full."

His thoughts are now so chaotic that he can't even make sure of Xiu Du's attitude, the atmosphere is not right after just a few words, and he doesn't know what uncontrollable things will happen if he continues to talk.

Xiudu put away the lunch box, saw Su He then slowly slipped into the quilt with a stiff back, trying to sleep, and said with a smile, "Don't sleep yet, I'll help you with the medicine."

Little hedgehogs are so cute when they avoid problems.

"Wait... what medicine?" Su Heran turned over, feeling an ominous premonition in his heart.

Xiudu took out an ointment from the drawer, and said as a matter of course, "Of course it's the medicine for Wia's scratch."

It seems that it is not the first time that he moves skillfully.

"Damn it!" Su Heran pulled the quilt away and looked at his bare legs, then raised his head to stare at Xiudu, with a trembling tone, "Who did it for me before?"

The awkward atmosphere condensed in the air just now was suddenly interrupted.

Su Heran took a breath.

He has been drowsy for two days, but the medicine on his leg is always new. Could it be...

Seeing the little hedgehog's blushing face, Xiudu didn't deny it, and said softly, "Hey, take the medicine first."

Su Heran's head buzzed.

good?

Be good, my sister!

Stinking rogue!

Su Heran held down the cotton swab and hand that Xiu Du protruded over, the quilt was crushed by his legs, and he was full of defense.

Trying to calm myself down, he said, "Mr. Xiu, thank you, no need, I'll do it myself."

It's ok to cook, take care of and apologize.

Can be on the medicine too!

What's more, it's the root of the thigh!

The body temperature that had finally faded enveloped Su Heran again, and he felt that he was going to be cooked.

Xiudu didn't push him, but just explained with a natural expression: "You can do it yourself, but...the posture is not elegant and it will take a long time, besides, I changed rooms with 667, and I am already very sleepy I want to go to bed early, but I have to clean up after you spend time, and I have to wait a long time."

The place where Su Heran was injured was the inner circle of the base of his thigh. He has long hands and feet, so if he really did it by himself, it would be really troublesome and not very elegant.

Coupled with raising his head to meet Xiudu's tired face, he suddenly couldn't bear it.

Xiudu felt the strength in his hand loose, slowly pulled out the cotton swab, and added the last handful of dry wood, "Besides, what's the matter with being boys, you won't... be shy?"

"How could I be shy!"

Xiu Du suppressed the smile on his lips, and the face-saving little hedgehog took the bait.

After struggling for 3 minutes, Su Heran gently lifted half of the quilt, revealing a slender, straight and very fair leg.

The wound was located on the inside, and he could only actively turn the inside out under Xiudu's gaze. The sense of shame made him press the quilt tightly, covering all but the inside of the leg.

A trace of bewilderment flashed across Xiudu's dark eyes, and his vision seemed to be frozen.

It was the first time he saw the other person like this, the blush spread from the base of the ears down, the two buttons of the loose pajamas were idly unbuttoned, the slightly protruding collarbone was looming, and the fingertips pressing the quilt were so hard that they turned white and were even exposed His legs were trembling due to temperature or other reasons.

Although Su Heran was thin, the muscles on his legs were smooth, and his skin was even more moist and white, like ceramics that could shatter when touched.

At this moment, Xiudu was swallowed by the clamoring possessive desire in his heart, and countless dark factors screamed loudly in his skull.

possess him.

rub him red.

invade him.

Su Heran adjusted his posture slowly, looked up at Xiudu and said, "Okay."

The little hedgehog's eyes were rebellious, but his movements and tone were obedient and submissive. Xiudu felt like he was going crazy.

He tried his best to restrain his demonic soul, took a breath and tried to learn to be a gentleman.

"Okay, don't move, let me know if it hurts."

Su Heran nodded indiscriminately.

He didn't know what he was doing either.

Just want it to end quickly.

Wia's scratches were not serious, but the more subtle the torture in such a hidden location, the more people were concerned.

Xiudu lowered his head to a position less than [-] centimeters away from his leg, dipped a little ointment with a cotton swab, and applied it lightly.

"Hiss." Su Heran shrank his legs.

He looked down at Xiudu's hair, and felt his breathing was a little messy.

"Does it hurt?" Xiudu stopped the movements of his hands, worried gently.

He was already trying to be careful.

"It doesn't hurt." Su Heran whispered.

It doesn't really hurt, it's just weird.

This feeling is too strange.

Seeing that he was being dominated in a daze, Xiudu smiled softly, "Be patient, it will be fine soon."

As soon as the words fell, Su Heran felt the cold air coming from the wound, brushing over his heart and causing a shiver.

Realizing what it was, he quickly pulled his legs back.

But it's useless, the ankle has been pinned down.

!!!

Xiudu was actually blowing his wounds.

Xiudu explained: "Don't struggle, it won't hurt if you blow it."

The cold air came and went, Su Heran felt a tingling sensation along the spine and rushed straight to the brain. This feeling of loss of control made him protect himself immediately, and pressed Xiudu's head.

Too close, Xiudu was too close to his wound.

Xiudu raised his head and cast a puzzled look.

Su Heran immediately let go of the hand that was holding the other party's hair, helped tidy up in a panic, and apologized: "I'm sorry, I didn't mean it!"

Seeing his blushing face, Xiudu pretended to be nonchalant, and asked, "Can I use my hands if I can't get enough of it with a cotton swab?"

Su Heran: "Huh?"

Before he could react, his bony fingers dug out a large piece of ointment, and in the next instant, he applied it accurately on the wound.

The soft flesh was touched by the warm fingertips, and the pain and heat came together. He subconsciously snorted, "Enough, enough."

But even more collapse is yet to come.

While carefully pushing the ointment away, Xiu Du said, "The ointment should be warmed up for better effect."

Su Heran felt a gentle pressure from the wound. When he lowered his head, he saw that the skin near his wound had been rubbed red and covered with slippery ointment.

Wisps of heat came, making him curl up his toes involuntarily.

"enough!"

Su Heran completely collapsed.

But Xiudu didn't stop moving his hands, saying that everything was for his health and he couldn't give up halfway.

The strange feeling of numbness suddenly magnified, Su Heran unconsciously raised his chin and leaned back, and the next second, he was completely stunned.

His body...had an unexpected...reaction.

Xiu Du suddenly looked up as if realizing something.

One second before the two of them were about to look at each other.

With a bang, the lights went out.

The author has something to say:

With a black light and a blind eye, can Mr. Xiu be a human being?

Su Heran: It's so embarrassing, so embarrassing, so embarrassing (woo woo woo)

Xiudu: I really like it, I like it, I like it (gradually becoming tai