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"You go!"

Seeing Ji Xun trying in vain to piece the cake together, Jiang Chengli felt very uncomfortable.

"I'm sorry, I..." Tao Yu gritted her teeth, her eyes were about to burst into flames at Ji Xun who was putting on a show, and she stood still.

Ji Xun looked at the cake on the ground and was silent for two seconds, then took out a garbage bag from the kitchen, cut off the top half of the clean cake and put it on a plate, and put the rest of the cake that was on the carpet at the bottom into the garbage bag.

Ji Xun stood up with his back straight: "Master, it's my fault. I thought today would be my birthday. It just so happens that guests come to celebrate with us. I messed up."

Jiang Chengli felt even more distressed now. Seeing Tao Yu who hadn't left from the corner of his eye, he pushed his glasses with his stomach full of anger: "My patience is limited. First, I apologize. Second, leave here quickly and don't let me see you."

"Do you want to wait for me to say it a second time, or call your dad to come and pick you up?"

Tao Yu was also aggrieved, but seeing the situation clearly, she gritted her teeth and bowed her head to apologize to Ji Xun: "It's my fault."

After saying that, he turned his head and left.

The huge room was quiet again. Jiang Chengli sighed and helped Ji Xun to bandage the wound: "I didn't know it was your birthday today, otherwise I wouldn't bring him back."

Ji Xun nodded, indicating that he didn't care.

What he had on hand were two birthday candles with the numbers 2 and 0 on them, but the candles couldn't be inserted because the cake was torn apart.

Ji Xun picked up a piece of cake and put it in his mouth, lowered his eyelashes to cover his thoughts, and said in a low voice, "This is the second time I eat a birthday cake. The last time was a piece given to me by a classmate at school for his birthday."

Although it was broken just now, the taste was not affected too much. Ji Xun picked up another piece and brought it to Jiang Chengli's mouth: "Master, do you want to try it? I made it myself. It tastes good."

Jiang Chengli couldn't bear to refuse, so he ate the cake with Ji Xun's hand, and softly sang a happy birthday song for him after eating.

Ji Xun pursed his lips as if he was a little shy, and the corners of his lips curled into a smile.

Jiang Chengli's expression relaxed, he yawned subconsciously, and his mind began to feel dizzy again, and the fire just now surged up again, and it was so fierce that he couldn't suppress it.

Jiang Chengli's face froze, and he desperately called the system in his mind: [What do you want to do?Endless? 】

The system didn't respond at all.

He had no choice but to tell Ji Xun that he was not feeling well, and with an abnormal blushing on his face, he went to the bathroom to take a cold shower.

He closed the door and soaked his whole body in cold water. Although there was a central air conditioner in the room to control the temperature in late autumn, Jiang Chengli was still shivering with his teeth chattering from the cold.

Jiang Chengli didn't know how long he soaked in the bathtub. Even the cold water became slightly warmer due to the heat from his body. Jiang Chengli's mind was already very unconscious. Instead of getting colder, his body was getting hotter and hotter from the inside. The blood seemed to be boiling, trying not to pass out in the bathtub.

In the end, Jiang Chengli felt that it was not good enough, and if he continued to soak, he would either burn stupidly, or pass out and drown himself.

He struggled to get out of the bathtub, his feet slammed on the floor with a bang, and even the clothes hanger beside him was brought down to the ground, and he almost groaned without pain when he landed on his knees.

Within two seconds, there was a knock on the door, as if he had been guarding the outside all the time. Jiang Chengli heard the knock on the door vaguely. He opened his bloodshot eyes and tried to pull off the bathrobe to cover himself.

The next second, when Jiang Chengli's fingers were only two centimeters away from the bathrobe, the door opened.

Seeing the slippers in front of him, Jiang Chengli closed his eyes in shame and indignation, couldn't catch his breath, and passed out directly.

Ji Xun outside the door couldn't hear any movement and directly pushed open the bathroom door. Seeing the scenery inside the door, his pupils shrank suddenly.

The next second he realized that he was afraid that Jiang Chengli might be drowning or some kind of sudden illness. He remembered the first aid method he had learned in school, and his fingertips trembled slightly to help Jiang Chengli with first aid.

He knelt in front of Jiang Chengli's chest, pressed down a few times, Jiang Chengli woke up and opened his eyes, Ji Xun realized that his hands were shaking violently, and his voice was broken and out of tune: "Are you awake?"

Jiang Chengli was woken up by the pain. He felt that two ribs on his chest were about to be broken. Before his eyes covered with bloodshot eyes was a blurry but beautiful face.

Jiang Chengli tried his best to pull off the bathrobe to cover himself, his mind seemed to be boiled by heat, watching the face of the person in front of him briefly flashed a sliver of clarity, and suddenly understood what he should do now to relieve his pain.

Out of the corner of Ji Xun's eyes, he touched somewhere under Jiang Chengli's body, and his back froze suddenly: "I'll take you to the hospital."

Jiang Chengli held on to his last rationality, and spit out a few words: "I'm fine, help me to the bed."

Ji Xun pursed his lips, and a dark light flashed in his eyes: "That gentleman just did it, and he gave you medicine?"

Jiang Chengli opened his eyes wide, trying hard to distinguish what Ji Xun wanted to say in his mouth. Every word was clear, but he couldn't put together a complete sentence when it reached his ears.

Ji Xun saw Jiang Chengli's reaction, as if he acquiesced, didn't say anything, his cool eyes were frighteningly black.

He pulled Jiang Chengli's arm around his waist, helped him to lie down on the bed, and was accidentally pulled down by Jiang Chengli.

Ji Xun propped himself up in front of Jiang Chengli, his breath was a little messy, his hands were on Jiang Chengli's back, whispering in Jiang Chengli's ear like a lover, and like a devil's bewitching: "Master, how do you want me to help you."

Jiang Chengli's eyes were foggy, and he tried to get close to Ji Xun while propping up his upper body, but was brutally pressed down again and again.

Jiang Chengli was like a child who couldn't get a toy, his eyes were red, and his eyes widened as if he was complaining, but he couldn't move the hard-hearted person in front of him at all.

Ji Xun seemed to be a very patient hunter, stroking Jiang Chengli's cheeks with his slender fingers, and his eyes fell on Jiang Chengli's licked, bright red lips.

He spat out cruel words, each word elongated, like a sharp arrow hanging from a bow, torturing Jiang Chengli's heart bit by bit with an unbearable and tormented pace: "Master, you haven't said you want What, how can I help you?"

Jiang Chengli seemed unable to understand why he was rejected, and could only try to get close to Ji Xun in vain again and again, like a tortoise whose shell had been overturned, unable to move his body, and could only move his eyes along Ji Xun's fingertips.

Ji Xun watched Jiang Chengli react to his every move, and was provoked by his appearance. After a while, his expression became solemn, and his dark pupils were tightly aimed at Jiang Chengli's: "In this way, young master, you only need to answer I have a question."

Jiang Chengli seemed to be aware of it too, his eyes were wide open, and his pupils were struggling to focus.

"What does the young master think of me?" he asked.

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