On the rewards for successfully defeating a boss

The next day was the day of discharge. While everyone had energy during the day, the ward was cleaned up.

Chen Qian had just gone to the toilet and was now carefully picking up the large and small bags on the ground. He stepped tightly into the gap in the floor and moved forward almost one step at a time.

Lying back on the bed, he turned on his phone and chatted remotely with his roommates.

Chen Qian's eyes drifted to the upper left, and he couldn't help but look at the corridor again. He was confused.

Today it was Chi Yuxing's turn to stand guard in the house. Usually at this time he would be asleep in his small bed, but today he was so late and still no one was there.

Chen Qian held up his head and waited for a long time. When he was drowsy, a figure flashed in from outside the door.

He was just about to complain that Chi Yuxing was unprofessional and late for bedtime, but he didn't expect that the man didn't walk towards the accompanying bed, but came towards him.

The sleepiness suddenly disappeared and Chen Qian's body became stiff.

The man's steps were light and steady, and his movements were smooth even on the ground with little gaps.

With this tall figure and nimble movements, could it be that the people sent by the old man of the Chi family didn't hit him to death, so now they sent people directly to the hospital to silence him?

He was very nervous, gritting his teeth to hold back from making any sound, his hands groping quickly on the bedside table.

But the man opposite him walked up to him in a few steps, and Chen Qian still couldn't find anything to protect himself.

Chen Qian warned himself to be alert and ran to the door as soon as he got out of bed.

The bed was made and the person ran away.

However, just as he took the second step, his foot was hooked by an unknown bag and he fell 30 centimeters away from the bed.

Chen Qian reluctantly turned his head to observe from under the bed. The foot on the other end of the bed paused, turned around and came around.

It's over, it's over. Chen Qianwan was completely despairing and lighting a candle in his heart. The wounds on his body that hadn't healed yet, perhaps from bumps and bruises, made him grimace in pain.

"Xiao Qian? Are you hurt?" A familiar voice came from above his head.

Two arms wrapped around Chen Qian's stiff limbs, and a familiar smell mixed with a bit of unfamiliar nicotine filled the air. He was half-carried back to the bed.

Someone flipped the light switch, and the ward lit up.

When he opened his eyes again, Chi Mu's face was reflected in his pupils.

"Why aren't you talking?" The familiar voice interrupted his thoughts about Chi Mu smoking again and brought him back to his senses.

"You...why are you here?" Chen Qian was surprised and happy, and raised his hand to touch Chi Mu's face.

He was afraid that his eyes were deceiving him, so he had to verify it by touch.

It’s been a long time since we last met.

Chi Mu was thinner, which made his features look darker. There were red veins under his eyes, and a blue color appeared under his eyes.

"Aren't you going to be discharged tomorrow? I'm here to keep you company." Chi Mu pushed him back to the center of the bed, his eyelids half closed. "I didn't expect you to be still awake so late."

Chen Qian didn't dare to say that he didn't sleep because he was waiting for Chi Yuxing, so he just lied to Chi Mu: "I can't sleep."

"You need to rest more if you are injured."

"But you don't look like you go to bed on time either." The hand that was causing trouble on his cheek moved inward, and Chen Qian gently touched the skin that was deeper than the surrounding area with his thumb.

"Haha - I can't sleep either, maybe because I miss you too much." The light movements on his face were a little itchy, and Chi Mu laughed out loud.

"I missed you too. Did you wait until I was asleep before coming here, so that I couldn't see you?"

"Yeah, that's what I thought."

Chi Mu put the man down and lay down himself, wrapping Chen Qian tightly with the quilt.

The natural hug, the angle, the posture, were all things that had been reviewed countless times before.

Chen Qian had never thought that this bed was so narrow and small. The two of them had to huddle very close to each other when lying on it, and if they leaned back a little, they would be at the edge of the bed.

"I deliberately kept you from seeing me. It's very selfish, isn't it?"

"It doesn't matter. It's enough that we see each other now." Chen Qian buried her head in Chi Mu's arms, rubbing it constantly, and her hair was stained with his scent.

"Baby, I miss you so much." Chen Qian's actions softened Chi Muxin's heart. He murmured softly and leaned down to bring their bodies closer.

The air was filled with the smell of disinfectant, and so was Chen Qian's body, except that the smell on Chen Qian's body was hot and warm.

The soft neck became within reach because of Chen Qian's posture, and the excitement of the assassination misunderstanding just now turned pink. The soft touch touched it again and again.

Chen Qian was so embarrassed that she covered her face with her hand, but even the back of her hand used for defense got wet.

"What are you doing to a patient in the hospital?" The ambiguous actions continued, and Chen Qian had to come out again to try to stop them.

"I just kissed my boyfriend, and that's not okay." Chi Mu showed a lonely expression and the corners of his mouth turned down just right, and said in a tender tone, "Just for a moment."

The aggrieved expression he deliberately put on was indeed very confusing, so that Chen Qian couldn't even hear what he said and almost nodded subconsciously.

But it is difficult to guess what a man is thinking. Chen Qian can control himself from giving an agreeing response, but he cannot control the other party from taking his momentary silence as a tacit agreement.

The distance was shortened by the hand on his neck from behind. When he heard the words "close your eyes", Chen Qian did as he was told.

The right to breathe was deprived, reason was abandoned, and the brain was blank.

The cold air was squeezed out by the charming atmosphere, and the touching skin seemed to be ignited and the temperature was scorching hot.

The root of Chen Qian's tongue felt numb, and the soft thing between his lips and teeth was churning around.

The fabric around his waist was lifted up, and the coolness that poured into his clothes made his skin tighten. His rationality returned: "Wait a minute!"

"What's wrong?" Chi Mu asked him as if he knew nothing, but his hands were not moving properly.

His fingers snaked under the fabric, occasionally stopping to light a fire.

Chen Qian hurriedly pressed down his hand, panting, "I told you we're in the hospital! The hospital! We'll be discovered if we make the slightest noise!"

"Then why don't you just keep quiet?" He took it for granted, took out Chen Qian's hand that was suppressing him, brought it to his lips and kissed it, "Baby, please be careful with your voice."

Chen Qian felt that this was not a good idea. He thought that it was enough for him to leave behind an abstract legend of a macho man. There was no need to leave behind a story of unfulfilled desire the day before being discharged from the hospital.

He pulled his hand back, his face cold and serious: "Then go to sleep in the crib, good night."

Chi Mu pretended not to understand and smiled at him happily: "You like the crib? I'll buy one for the house later."

Chen Qian didn't want to pay attention to him and closed his eyes and pretended to be asleep.

But I didn't expect that this person was so ambitious. He reached out and unbuttoned his shirt.

The hospital-issued hospital gowns have only four buttons for easy donning and doffing. Chen Qian usually likes this design. After all, he only has one hand to use most of the time, so it saves a lot of time.

But now, Chi Mu got the advantage for nothing. When he opened his eyes, it was too late. His body was so clean that only a small waterproof Band-Aid on his belly could be seen.