strike first

The two found a hotel nearby. As soon as Jiang Ziling entered the room, he put hot water in the bathroom, then took out a bathrobe from the bathroom and gave it to Huangfu Jue, and changed his wet clothes in the bathroom.

After he came out after changing, Huangfu Jue was still wearing that wet suit, sitting on a chair, turning his arms over, and with difficulty lightly occupied the wound on his elbow with a tissue.

"Take off your clothes first, it's easy to catch a cold." Jiang Ziling walked to Huangfu Jue's side, looked at the bloody wound, and frowned, "You change your clothes first, I'll ask the waiter for some medical supplies. "

Huangfu Jue threw away the tissue in his hand and said, "Come back soon."

"Okay." Jiang Ziling responded, walked out of the room in a bathrobe, and went to the front desk on the first floor to ask the waiter for some medical supplies.When returning to the room, Huangfu Jue was still leaning on the chair in that wet suit.

He raised his head, looked straight at the ceiling with his long and narrow Danfeng eyes, breathed with his mouth slightly open, and his hands were naturally hanging down, looking very uncomfortable.

"Why haven't you changed your clothes yet?" Jiang Ziling closed the door, walked into the room, put the medical supplies he wanted on the table, and picked up the bathrobe that he had put on the chair when he just left.

"It hurts, I don't have the strength to change it, you can change it for me." Huangfu Jue's tone of voice was tinged with fatigue.

"Didn't you say it didn't hurt?" Jiang Ziling threw a dry towel on Huangfu Jue's wet hair, rubbed it, then bent down, and when his right hand landed on the first button of the opponent's suit, he couldn't help feeling his cheeks burn.

Is this too intimate?

But if you don't change it for him, won't it be more troublesome if you catch a cold?

"Kiss me once, maybe it won't hurt anymore." Huangfu Jue smiled shriveled.

Jiang Ziling glanced at Baihuang Fujue, "Be serious." Then, blushing slightly, he carefully took off the other party's suit jacket.

After taking off the coat, the wet white shirt was pressed against the firm chest of wheat color, and even the two red dots on the chest were printed very clearly.

Jiang Ziling swallowed, his heart was beating so fast that it was about to jump out of his throat, his cheeks were rosy and tender, very attractive.

His hands that were buttoned on the opponent's shirt trembled uncontrollably, and he couldn't unbutton a button for a long time.

"Baby, your hands are shaking." Huangfu Jue smiled evilly, and raised his head maliciously to kiss the other person's cheek, and whispered in his ear, "How about you scouting me tonight?"

"You..." Jiang Ziling glared at Huangfu Jue blushing immediately, "Can your thoughts be a little purer?"

Huangfu Jue's hand landed on the inner thigh of the opponent, stroking it deliberately provocatively, and asked, "Don't you want it?"

Jiang Ziling's nervous system couldn't help being numb after being teased, and he quickly restrained the restless hand of the other party, "Stop making trouble, be serious and change your clothes, and even said that your hands hurt, if you make trouble again, you can change it yourself."

"But I really want you!" Huangfu Jue refused, and said coquettishly like a child, "Otherwise, if you give me a kiss, I won't make trouble."

After Jiang Ziling finished unbuttoning the other party's shirt, when helping the other party take off his shirt, he deliberately pulled it a little harder and said, "Hey, Huangfu Jue, don't go too far!"

"Hiss..." The wound was touched when the other party took off his clothes. Huangfu Jue's handsome face could not help but twisted slightly due to the pain, and he shouted angrily, "Jiang Ziling, how dare you harm your own husband!"

"Who is married to you? Besides, you asked for it!" Jiang Ziling put a bathrobe on the other party, turned around, "Take off your pants."

"Baby, don't be like this." Huangfu Jue saw that the other party ignored him, and instantly turned into a cat demon and rubbed Jiang Ziling's body, "I have already given my body to you, how can you not want it?"

"Hey, can you pick up the integrity you dropped all over the floor?"

This man is really talking less and less morally, Jiang Ziling, what do you like about him?

Jiang Ziling opened all the disinfectant water and cotton swabs that came, and when he turned around to help Huangfu Jue clean the wound, there was a sound of water overflowing from the bathroom.

He put down the things in his hands and went to the bathroom to turn off the water. When he came out, he saw that Huangfu Jue hadn't taken off his wet trousers, and he couldn't help but feel a fire in his heart.

He said angrily, "Huangfujue, do you think it's fun to be sick?"

Leaning on the chair, the corner of his mouth was curled into a faint smile, a little forced, and he said, "It's worth being tortured by the disease with you by my side."

Jiang Ziling didn't notice anything wrong with the other party's face, and felt happy for the other party's sweet words, but he put on a gloomy expression on his face, and said, "Then you keep wearing these wet trousers, look at them." Will I be by your side when you get sick?"

"You will!" Huangfu Jue said confidently, "I believe it!"

At this moment, his vision has begun to blur a bit, and his head is drowsy as if it has been poured with mud.

And these reactions are all due to the rain after drinking.

"Stop being so sentimental here!" Jiang Ziling picked up the cotton swab and disinfectant that had been put down again, "raise your hand to disinfect the wound."

Huangfujue responded with a nasal sound, and put his hands on his abdomen. Jiang Ziling squatted down, looking at the bloody wound, his heart couldn't help but hurt.

"It might hurt a little bit, bear with it, if you can't help it, just say a word." Jiang Ziling carefully cleaned the wound with a cotton swab dipped in disinfectant.

After he cleaned up the wounds on Huangfu Jue's elbows and applied some medicine, he found that Huangfu Jue had fallen asleep, wearing his wet pants.

"JUE..." Jiang Ziling called out, how could he give him a bath if he couldn't get up?

But the other party did not respond.

"JUE, wake up, take a shower before going to bed." Jiang Ziling patted the other person's cheek with his hand, but found that the other person's cheek was hot, so he immediately put his hand on the other person's forehead.

So hot!

He actually had a fever!

How do you say that when you are sick, you are sick?

He glanced at Huangfu Jue's lower body, hesitated for a while, and finally put his hands on the other's belt.

Red CK?

It's really a stewing flask.

Um, this size... so big...

Jiang Ziling's face instantly turned red like a tomato, his heart beat faster, and he glanced at Huangfu Jue vigilantly, fearing that he would suddenly open those long and narrow red phoenix eyes, so he quickly wrapped him in his bathrobe, and then ruined Jiuniu The power of two tigers moved the sleeping man to the bed, and then went to the bathroom to wet a towel with cold water and put it on his forehead.

After running back and forth between the bedside and the bathroom dozens of times, the hot water in the bathtub became cold, and Huangfu Jue's fever subsided. At this time, the window had begun to be dimly lit.