Medical mountains and rivers

Song Chengqing's scalp was numb from his gaze, "What do you want?"

dry?

Yin Zhi took a step back indiscriminately, as if Song Chengqing's words would spray the virus.

He cleared his throat, tried his best to look calm, and said indifferently: "I will never have this idea."

"..."

Song Chengqing suddenly thought of that popular movie - you go crazy, and you answer all the questions you ask.

...What do you call me?

Just when he decided to forcefully resign, the strange man who had been waiting at the hotel door for a long time didn't see Yin Zhi coming back, stomped his feet, and finally came over.

He is about the same height as Song Chengqing, and now Yin Zhi is half a head shorter than him, looks very young, and even his voice is full of waxy.

"Young Master Yin, who is this?"

"His surname is Song."

The simple and rude answer made the corner of Song Chengqing's mouth twitch, and the strange man's heart relaxed: It's fine if it's not a lover.

"Hello, Mr. Song." He extended his hand to greet Song Chengqing, "I'm Lin Hanjun."

"Hello, Mr. Lin."

Song Chengqing smiled sincerely, and didn't take the hand that was white and tender at first glance. He always suspected that that hand touched something nasty just now.

Lin Hanjun withdrew his hand cleverly, concealed his embarrassment well, turned his head again, and asked playfully, "Shall I go first, or should we go together?"

When he tilted his head, a few strands of light chestnut-colored hair leaked out from under the hat, making him look very...pretentious.

Song Chengqing secretly admired: Yin Zhi's taste is really not picky, and I don't know where to find the small white chrysanthemum from which flower season.

"You go first, I still have something to do." Yin Zhi said lightly.

Lin Hanjun glanced left and right, walked towards his car wisely, started the car and left.

Song Chengqing stared intently at his graceful steps, and thought to himself: Walking so fast, I can't see the slightest bit of pain, could it be——

His inquiring eyes moved to Yin Zhi's lower body.

No matter how well-bred Yin Zhi is, he can't bear being stared at his crotch by a guy of the same sex, let alone he is not well-bred.

"Song Chengqing, if you look at me again, I'll dig your eyes out."

Smiling so obscenely, does he think he can't see the meaning of seduction?

It's not that Yin Zhi has never seen homosexuals in the army. With his appearance and status, there are also flies and butterflies around him.But since he kicked a man who climbed a bed and broke his leg, no one of the same sex dared to show his love so bluntly.

Even Lin Hanjun just now didn't dare to gamble with that idea of ​​kindness, so he could only make some teasing hints intentionally or unintentionally.

"If you don't watch it, don't watch it." Song Chengqing curled his lips, feeling that Flammulina velutipes is eye-catching.

The angle of his head turned to face the street lamp, the bright light hit his face, and there were two inconspicuous adhesion marks on his forehead—the marks left by medical tape.

Only then did Yin Zhi remember that the man in front of him had a car accident today, and he should have been lying on the bed crying for his father and mother.

"Your injury healed?"

Song Chengqing thought to himself, isn't this nonsense, if not, he can stay alive and kicking here.

"Thank you Young Master Yin for your concern, a little injury, it will be fine after a few days of care."

Yin Zhi thought of the figure spiraling off the flat ground today, but he couldn't connect with the man with a playful smile in front of him.

Could it be that there are really ghosts and ghosts in this world?

...Forget it, even if Song Chengqing can be brought back to life, he has nothing to do with the Yin family.

"It's good if we meet here, so I won't have to make another trip."

"?"

Yin Zhi reminded: "The antidote."

"Oh oh oh." Song Chengqing suddenly realized: the agreed time limit has already passed.

Thinking about it, Yin Zhi will not be idle for a few days, otherwise, according to his temper, he should have been forced to ask for debts.