After being possessed by a boss, I became popular all over the Internet

Consciousness seems to be floating in the Milky Way or sinking into the deep sea, ethereal and non-existent, the communication with the outside world is intermittent, occasionally you can hear the ticking sound of the heart detector, and you can also feel that someone is gently touching your finger. Touching, but what those hoarse whispers are, I don't know at all.

Yun Zian woke up in severe pain. After the anesthetic expired, all the wounds came back, and the pain spread to the depths of the brain along with the nerves. What is more unacceptable than physical pain is that in sleep, He saw that Rong Xiao was bathed in blood, and there was only a big bloody hole where his heart was. He was looking at him with a pair of sad, indescribably gray-black eyes. The flames of war and gunpowder instantly engulfed all the figures.

It was as if a heavy punch had been slammed into the chest, Yun Zian bounced up from the hospital bed like a corpse, his forehead was covered with cold sweat, "Rong Xiao——!"

In the next second, he was embraced by a pair of warm and strong arms, with the palms clasped on the back of his head, and the familiar scent of a man's body poured into his nostrils. Rong Xiao hugged him and comforted him, "It's okay...it's okay..."

After being dull for several minutes, the feeling of being deprived for a long time finally flooded back into his body like a tide. Yun Zian leaned against Rong Xiao's chest, panting violently, his back drenched in cold sweat, "Brother..."

As if wanting to make sure that Rong Xiao really existed, he reached out and touched his face, his eyes skipped over the bruises at the corners of his mouth and the gauze on his cheekbones and forehead, his eyes trembled heavily, "You..."

"It's okay." Rong Xiao held his palm and kissed it on his lips, "It's all minor injuries."

Compared with Rong Xiao's strong fighting ability and animal-like physical fitness, Yun Zi'an really went for a walk around the Palace of the King of Hades, and the excessive blood loss alone was enough to kill him.

"That's right." Rong Xiao seemed to remember something, got up to get the combat uniform hanging on the hanger, took out four or five oranges from his pocket, and held them in front of Yun Zi'an as if they were offering treasures, "For you. "

Four days have passed, and even with antistaling agents, there is no way to guarantee that the water will not be lost. The skins of these oranges have shrunk. Thanks to Rong Xiao's careful preservation, otherwise, according to the local weather, they would have been moldy and runny.

Yun Zian looked at these oranges for a while, then raised his head to see the big dog-like expression on Rong Xiao's face at this moment, and couldn't help but smile, "This orange..."

"Pick it when you see it." Rong Xiao didn't say that the oranges were picked on the way to escape. He picked one up and pushed it away with his hands, then carefully tore off the white meridians on the surface of the orange flesh, peeled the ground clean, and then handed it over. When it came to Yun Zian's mouth, "Eat some vitamins."

He lightly rubbed the corner of Yun Zian's mouth with his hand, his eyes couldn't help feeling distressed, "It's all cracked."

Yun Zian just looked at Rong Xiao with affectionate eyes. Due to coma, his face and lips looked pale and weak, but his eye sockets were stained with glaze, and there were still a few blood-clotting wounds on his face. Divided into the shocking vigor and strange beauty of the battle damage.

While looking at Rong Xiao like this, he opened his lips and teeth and took his fingers into his mouth together, sucking and licking his tongue, and even stretched out the tip of his tongue grandly to lick.

There was a fire-like cloud burning outside the window, but it couldn't compare to Rong Xiao's cute face at this moment. If the head nurse took his blood pressure, the sphygmomanometer might explode.

Rong Xiao's two fingers were wetly sucked like this, and he subconsciously probed deep into Yun Zian's throat, his voice became hoarse unconsciously, and his Adam's apple rolled up and down, "Yuan..."

Meanwhile, outside the ward:

More than a dozen young men who had never seen the world were lying outside the crack of the door, with their waists bent and buttocks pouted, each face redder than a monkey's buttocks, pushing each other openly and secretly, "Oh, don't squeeze... ..." "It's my turn!" "Quick kiss! Kiss!" "Take off your pants!"

They were just chattering like a group of chicks, when suddenly a steady voice came from behind, "What are you looking at?"

"Look at the kiss." They all stared straight at the live erotic palace, without looking behind them at all, "I kissed you! Aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaah!"

Lu Heng stood behind them with his hands behind his back, silent for a few seconds, then turned to look at Ya'erlin beside him, asking if you need an explanation.

At this moment, Yarlin didn't want to admit that these were his brothers and sisters. He looked up at the ceiling and replied in silence, "..."

"All of them!" After all, Lu Heng couldn't stand it anymore, put his fist against his mouth, and coughed heavily, "Turn back—!"

The boys who were still picking at the door stood up straight like a conditioned reflex, turned back in a uniform manner, and just met the "benevolent" gaze of their commander-in-chief, and the cold sweat instantly drenched the whole body, "... ..."

Lu Heng pointed to the practice field outside, "Eighty laps."

Everyone, "..."

"What are you looking at!" Yarlin blew his whistle, "Everyone run for me... oops!"

Lu Heng kicked him into the team, with veins throbbing on his forehead, he gritted his teeth and said angrily, "Go and run for me too!"

There is such a big movement outside the door that even a cold dead body can be woken up. There is only a thin line between the lips of Yun Zian and Rong Xiao, and it is only a matter of who takes the initiative before the next tongue kiss. The distance between the two eyes is a few centimeters. In the distance, staring at each other with complex lines of pupils and intertwined breaths together compose a sentence full of tragic accusations and raging anger-fuck you. Lord!

It is said that brothers are like brothers and sisters, but Rong Xiao forcibly resisted the urge to "amputate his limbs". He gritted his teeth and pinched the back of Yun Zian's head with his fingers. When the Heavenly King and Lao Tzu come, we are all legal, reasonable and reasonable, so that we will be buried together in the future!

"No..." However, Yun Zian pushed him away when he approached, "No..."

Unyielding, Rong Xiao leaned forward and wanted to kiss him again, but Yun Zian pushed him away again, and even told him righteously, "No."

This made Rong Xiao's pupils involuntarily dilated, and his voice raised an octave, "Why!"

"I don't like kissing where there are people." Yun Zian's attitude was quite firm, and he patted Rong Xiao on the shoulder, "If you want to blame, blame your brother."

Rong Xiao lowered his head and motioned him to look at his stretched crotch. The hard ground seemed to be about to explode, and even his temples twitched along with him. Gritting his teeth, he said, "Then you don't plan to take care of my other brother." '?"

Yun Zi'an stared at it for a moment, adopted a strategic shift method, supported his own infusion pole, and walked towards the bathroom tremblingly like an old man with a worn-out age, "I'll relieve myself."

After a few seconds of silence, Rong Xiao chased after him, "Daughter-in-law, does your brother need a hand..."

With a bang, the bathroom door slammed ruthlessly, almost pinching the bridge of his nose.

In the bathroom, with the sound of rushing water, Yun Zi'an couldn't help it, vomited out the orange flesh in his mouth, raised his head and gurgled, trying to get the sour and bitter taste into one Rinse it off, but the sourness lingers like the ghost of a resentful woman, making him retch at the sink, "Ugh!"

This orange is so fucking bad...

With such a superb performance without any trace, it is impossible to justify this year's Oscars without him!

Yun Zi'an walked out of the bathroom holding his own infusion pole, and saw Rong Xiao was holding an open orange in his hand, pinching the orange flesh with two fingers, and was about to put it into his mouth, he was so startled that he immediately shouted, "Don't eat it!" ——!”

"Ah?" Rong Xiao blinked his eyes twice, then looked at the orange in his hand, "Why?"

"This..." Yun Zian couldn't tell him, because these oranges are too fucking unpalatable, and sending goose feathers from thousands of miles in return is less affectionate, let alone sour oranges, even if a pile of shit is placed in front of him, he will...

"Because these are all mine." Yun Zian stepped forward, and took away the remaining oranges, including the one in Rong Xiao's hand, and held them in his arms like a treasure, "I want to keep myself eat."

Rong Xiao blinked his eyes twice again, and stretched out his hand to the peeled orange, "Peel this one off, I'll just have a taste..."

"No!" Yun Zian's voice suddenly raised a level, slapped his hand off, and took a big step back, "You mustn't touch it!"

"If you don't eat it, it will rot." Rong Xiao stretched out his hand again, "You ate it all, why can't I..."

"No way, no way!" Yun Zian was as frantic as he was, and even threw out his trump card, "If you dare to touch us, we will get divorced!"

Rong Xiao never expected that the matter would come to the point of divorce, "This is an orange!"

"In your eyes, this is just an ordinary orange." Yun Zi'an felt that he was like a lover at this moment, and it was really Cupid who would cry when he saw him, "But in my eyes, this is my dear husband, I picked the oranges for me after trekking rocks and walking walls without hesitating the rain and risking my safety! Every orange is worthy of being signed and sent to the British Museum to be handed down through the ages so that future generations will always remember that the incense will continue to be admired by thousands of people for generations to come!"

Rong Xiao was stunned by this series of words. Since he has no artistic talent and has never watched a bad domestic idol drama, he can't understand that such exaggerated and artificial lines still exist in this world.

After a long while, he scratched his hairy head and got up in a numb manner, "I'll ask the doctor to prescribe you some medicine..."

After he left, Yun Zi'an let out a long sigh of relief, sat down on the hospital bed, and cast his eyes on the orange in his arms. After a few seconds, he peeled off the other one unwillingly, and stuffed one in his mouth. Li, after a couple of chews—

He covered his mouth again and rushed into the bathroom like a whirlwind, "Ouch!"

An hour later, there was a knock on his door.

Yun Zi'an, who vomited to the point of collapse, stepped on slippers and came to the door like a ghost, and pulled the door——

I saw a whole box on the ground in front of the ward, and even the branches and leaves were still stained with dew, big oranges that were bright yellow!

There was also a note from Rong Xiao posted on the box: "Dear my husband's oranges, ╰(*°▽°*)╯"

Looking at the whole box of oranges, Yun Zian's veins on the back of the hand holding the door frame tensed, and he crushed the door frame with his bare hands, "..."

Otherwise, let's get divorced...