The general is in charge of the routine again

But he didn't care about the wound, he only knew that Yang Jianxin actually kissed his foot!This pervert!

"You! You are presumptuous!" Wen Mu trembled with anger.

Yang Jianxin smiled and looked at Wen Mu's distraught look: "You didn't sleep?"

"You actually—" Wen Mu stretched out his index finger and pointed at Yang Jianxin, trembling with anger, "You actually—"

"What am I?" Yang Jianxin approached him, looking straight into his eyes, "I actually kissed your foot?"

Wen Mu was hoarse, and after a while, he hummed heavily.It seemed that he was thinking about how to answer him in the spare time just now, but he couldn't figure it out, so he replied with a "hmm!".

So cute.

Yang Jianxin touched his feet, not allowing him to take them away this time, so he held them tightly.

Wen Mu twitched a few times but did not pull it out, raised his other foot and kicked him on the shoulder, Yang Jianxin only swayed slightly, and leaned forward, just in time Wen Mu kicked him with his foot.

In this dark room, Wen Mu heard his heart beating fast.

Yang Jianxin's shoulders are broad and thick.One arm is thicker than his leg, especially the sonorous and powerful heart of Yang Jianxin under which he is kicking.

The place that touched Yang Jianxin was hot, as if he had been burned to death alive.

Yang Jianxin didn't tease him anymore, fearing that he would react later and get angry again.

Hold Wenmu's two feet well, put them under the quilt and said: "What are you tossing about in the middle of the night? The wound doesn't hurt anymore?"

Yang Jianxin left him and lay down, Wen Mu quietly breathed a sigh of relief, he almost died of nervousness just now!

I'm really afraid that this reckless man will bully him.

Who knows what methods this reckless man will use to bully him!

Wen Mu felt like he was alive after a catastrophe. He knew that even if Yang Jianxin bullied him, he was bullying him for fun. If he couldn't really stab him to death, it would be fine!

He was also tired right now, and didn't want to mess with this pervert.

The weather after the rain was particularly sunny and bright, now that Wen Mu's wound no longer hurts, Yang Jianxin has no reason to take advantage of him anymore.

Wen Mu covered the tent by himself, wiped himself with a towel, and handed it out from the gap in the tent when it was cold.

He covered it tightly, and Yang Jianxin poked his head outside the tent several times but didn't see it.

When Wen Mu stretched out his hand from the tent, he pulled up a little of the tent, and he could see a small part of the white and tender outer thighs and side buttocks, which looked delicious.

When Yang Jianxin took the towel, he deliberately touched Wen Mu's hand, the touch made him shiver, it was slippery and soft, and wanted to give him a sip one by one.

After washing the towel, he handed it in. After a while, Wen Mu's own milk voice came out: "I'm fine, I can take the medicine."

Yang Jianxin poured water and hung up the tent.

Wen Mu lay on the bed obediently, with her shirt on and her underwear on.

Yang Jianxin licked his lips calmly, and sat next to him.Wen Mu leaned on him consciously, found a comfortable position and sat down.

Yang Jianxin began to remove the gauze, the wound recovered very well, and the stitches could be removed in a few days.

"Does the wound still hurt?" Yang Jian touched the wound distressedly.

The wound was very clean, and the sutures and some tender pink flesh that were slightly turned out could be clearly seen.

It was itchy to the touch, and there was an electric current flowing along the wound, which made Wen Mu tremble a little.

"Don't..." Wen Mu held the hand on his wound with a soft voice, "Don't touch it, it's very itchy and I want to scratch it."

Yang Jianxin sighed, carefully cleaned the wound for him, applied golden sore medicine, and wrapped it with gauze.

Then he took out the clothes and the changing mat that he had taken off from under the quilt at the end of the bed, as if this kind of thing was often done, Wen Mu blushed instantly.

Immediately, he snatched the clothes back from Yang Jianxin's hands: "How do you know me... I put the clothes there."

"You can't leave this bed for three steps, where else can you put it except under the quilt?" Yang Jianxin wanted to take clothes, but Wen Mu refused to give them. The two tugged for a while, but finally they didn't tug at Yang Jianxin.

Wen Mu's face turned dark.

During the meal, Gao Xin quietly sat aside and observed the two, and found that the two were in the same state as yesterday, and the atmosphere was a bit strange, it seemed that Wenmu's one-sided brother Yang Jianxin had a quarrel.

Throughout the whole process, Yang Jianxin was very enthusiastic about Wen Mu, and Wen Mu was angry.

Gao Sali looked at Yang Jianxin who was busy fetching water for a shower, and finally couldn't help asking: "Hei Xin, don't you think Master Wen is angry with you?"

"I think, but I can't figure out why he is angry with me." Yang Jianxin said sitting next to Gao Xin.

Gao saliva: "Did you offend Lord Wen somewhere?"

Yang Jianxin thought for a while and shook his head: "No, he who I serve is almost a mother, how could I offend him."

"Then when did Master Wen get angry with you?"

Yang Jianxin told Gao Xin before and after Wen Mu got angry.

Gao Sali looked at him with a look of astonishment, and said, "You're usually quite clever, why do you get confused when it comes to emotions?"

Gao Xin was just looking for the time to criticize Yang Jianxin, and he was very happy, and he talked eloquently: "Master Wen is a eunuch, but he is still a man."

He said, "How can you not care about something that hurts a man like bedwetting? Just because Master Wen is a eunuch, if you want to really be with him for a long time, you must know what he thinks."

"The thing he cares most about is that he is disabled and can't act like a normal man. You touch the scar that he doesn't want people to know without warning. He can give you a good face. I think cows can fly to the sky. gone."

After listening to Gao Xin's words, Yang Jianxin was enlightened.

No matter how good Wen Mu is, he still has low self-esteem in his heart.

That feeling of inferiority will not be weakened because of his high status and countless gold and silver, but it will become stronger and stronger, and he will feel ashamed of everyone who touches his edge.

Yang Jianxin himself hadn't thought about this, he just felt that I should treat Wen Mu better, not let him do any work, let him enjoy it for the rest of his life, don't be like a child, full of disasters.

Yang Jianxin patted Gao Xin on the shoulder: "As expected of a good brother! Now my good brother needs your help in a major life event, otherwise the good brother will die alone!"

Gao saliva hummed triumphantly: "What help do you need?"

After hearing Yang Jianxin's words, Gao Xin scolded with pain on his face: "Yang Jianxin, you black heart! I knew that good things would happen without me!"

As soon as the sun set, Yang Jianxin turned on the lamp. Wen Mu was sitting on the bed reading a book earnestly. After setting out the meals, the three of them only talked a little.

After the meal, Gao Xin obediently went back to the ear room.

Yang Jianxin washed Wen Mu's feet and massaged them as usual. After the massage, Yang Jianxin smiled and held Wen Mu's feet with both hands: "Master Wen is still angry?"

Wen Mu didn't speak, and after shaking his feet a few times, he knew that he couldn't break free, and he didn't need to make any effort: "I don't dare to be angry with General Yang!"

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The author has something to say:

Today is short, I went to see a lot of excitement, I came back late, I will make up for it when I have time~ Those who left comments on this chapter will get up early tomorrow morning to send out red envelopes, I wish you all a happy Lantern Festival! !