I know all your secrets

"Brother, brother, slow down, it hurts."

Jiang Yichen's voice begging for mercy came from the hotel room.

Rewind the time one hour.

The rain gradually weakened, and by the time Jiang Yichen noticed his skin was tingling and swollen, the two had already returned to the hotel.

In the guest room where the private doctor was invited, he was seriously examining Jiang Yichen's skin.

Looking at Nie Shenxing's dark face, Jiang Yichen rationally kept silent.

The doctor was an Australian woman with three-dimensional facial features. She probably thought it was incomprehensible for a grown man to be sunburned to such an extent, so she smiled helplessly at Jiang Yichen.

She asked a few questions in a low voice, and Jiang Yichen answered them in a low voice. After that, she and Nie Shen walked aside and talked in a low voice.

Jiang Yichen: ...Hey, hey, it's just a sunburn, don't make it look like you have a terminal illness.

After tidying up the short-sleeved pajamas and pajama pants that were pulled up because of the diagnosis, Jiang Yichen sighed in his heart. Compared with the skin on his thighs, his arms were red and swollen like mallets, which really looked a bit scary.

It was probably because he rarely had the opportunity to go out like this before, and he himself knew that his skin was allergic to ultraviolet rays. Maybe it was because there was too much sunlight in Australia, and he had been blowing the sea breeze unscrupulously for a long time, which made this happen.

After the doctor left, Nie Shenxing walked towards him with a medicine box.

When the tall figure approached, there was a sense of pressure.

Jiang Yichen said with a guilty conscience: "Nie, Mr. Nie, in fact, it just looks serious. With such a sad expression on your face, I would think I'm going to die."

Squinting his eyes, Nie Shenxing looked at Jiang Yichen's red and swollen skin covering the edge of his pajamas, and said expressionlessly, "Take it off."

Jiang Yichen covered his chest sideways, and said righteously: "Don't think about it, I am a decent person."

After a while, the half-sleeved pajamas on Jiang Yichen's upper body were replaced by a racer vest.

Looking down at the oversized vest, which barely blocked the two important points, Jiang Yichen's face turned a little redder than before.

"You don't need to do this, Mr. Nie, I think you're making a big deal out of a molehill."

But Nie Shenxing did not answer, opened the medicine box in silence, then pulled Jiang Yichen's arm involuntarily, squeezed out the transparent gel, and began to gently apply it along Jiang Yichen's arm.

Jiang Yichen snorted subconsciously as the cool feeling came into contact with the hot skin. He didn't notice Nie Shenxing's darkened eyes, and he secretly smiled. Then he closed his eyes and began to enjoy the treatment.

But I don't know whether it was because he didn't realize it caused Mr. Nie's revenge, or whether the ointment started to exert its effect after soaking into the skin. Jiang Yichen began to flinch impatiently under the rubbing of Nie Shenxing's palm.

"Wait, wait, Mr. Nie, it hurts a bit, take it easy."

Nie Shenxing was stern and selfless: "If you don't melt the ointment, you won't be able to absorb it well. Be patient."

Gritting his teeth, Jiang Yichen continued to refuse: "No, it's hot and painful, it's so uncomfortable, I'll apply it myself."

He only painted it a few times perfunctorily, Nie Shenxing remained unmoved, and even clamped Jiang Yichen's calf hanging under the bed with his bent legs to prevent him from escaping.

Jiang Yichen, who was so grateful for this torture, could only beg for mercy: "Brother, brother, slow down, it hurts."

"Brother, I was wrong, let me finish it myself."

Nie Shenxing's stern face finally broke through the ice, he chuckled lightly, one corner of his mouth turned up and said, "You call me big brother, it's quite comforting."

Only then did Jiang Yichen remember the joke they made in the car, and his face turned red: "What big brother, I didn't call you!"

"Then what did you just say?"

Jiang Yichen: "I, I just said... the big one, yes, the big one!"

"President Nie, since you want to change your name, I'll call you big."

While talking, he looked Nie Shenxing up and down with a flushed face, and agreed, "It is indeed worthy of this title."

Nie Shenxing closed his eyes, unmoved, and slightly increased the strength of his hand.

The cool ointment immediately brought up more heat. Jiang Yichen finally endured Nie Shenxing's painting on his arms. Seeing someone standing up and slapping his neck and face, he could no longer sit still and immediately retracted his legs. back away.

As soon as he thought of running away, he was held down.

Nie Shenxing held down his arm and said in displeasure, "Don't move around, if you don't want to repaint it, just be honest."

The heat is steaming, and the skin on the neck, which is more sensitive due to sunburn, is attacked by coolness and heat in turn. The big palm is like a cunning snake, and it ignites in all directions.Jiang Yichen opened his mouth slightly, although he tried his best to suppress his breathing, but the rising and falling of his chest could not deceive anyone.

In contrast, Nie Shenxing's calm actions made people a little embarrassed and dissatisfied.

The lights in the hotel room were bright, but the expression on Nie Shenxing's face, who was facing away from the light source, was a bit unclear.

Jiang Yichen felt that Nie Shenxing was really just applying the medicine seriously, his eyes narrowed, and the corners of his mouth curled maliciously.

He suddenly shut up, held his breath, and his half-open starry eyes fell on Nie Shenxing's face as if he couldn't find the focus. His misty eyes were helpless and impatient, and his shyness followed Nie Shenxing's slow finger movements. And free.

Afterwards, Jiang Yichen took a deep breath as if he couldn't hold it anymore, and let out a low voice.

The voice stirred up ambiguous fluctuations in the spare room, Nie Shenxing paused, but Jiang Yichen turned his head shyly, and buried the second half of his voice in the bed sheet.

The line of his neck, which was highlighted by the tilt of his head, was delivered to Nie Shenxing's stopped fingertips without any precaution.

Nie Shenxing's jaw was tense, but his fingers seemed to have self-awareness, and they slowly followed the beautiful line and fell into the trap.

Because of that careful touch, Jiang Yichen, whose nose escaped again, showed a satisfied smile.

That's right, he can't be the only one, blushing and beating wildly.

But is it too quiet in this room?

Turning his head in surprise, Jiang Yichen widened his eyes in surprise, Nie Shenxing frowned, and his lips were pursed into a thin line, which can be said to be a bit hideous.

There was even fine sweat on his forehead, as if he had endured to the limit on the edge of reason.

Jiang Yichen, who just wanted to make a joke, half sat up in surprise, "Mr. Nie, aren't you feeling well?"

He sat up and stuck closer to Nie Shenxing who was pressing on him, and instantly felt another different pulse.

Surprise turns to shock.

Nie Shenxing got up and left with a whoosh, one leg had already stepped on the carpet, he turned his head and said bluntly to Jiang Yichen with the back of his head: "I'll go to the bathroom, and you can paint the rest yourself."

But his body that was about to evacuate was pulled, Nie Shenxing turned his head, Jiang Yichen was holding his other wrist, looking up at him intently.

Jiang Yichen, who was wearing his vest, had a delicate and fair chest, and the black shoulder straps that had slipped to his arms due to the movement were crooked at the junction of red and white, which contrasted with a little pink that was exposed, and the picture made people's blood spurt.

With a serious face, Jiang Yichen grabbed Nie Shenxing's wrist and slid it down, holding the big palm that was still making trouble just now.

His voice trembled, "You're gone, what should I do?"

Nie Shenxing's eyes drooped, and his eyes fell on the solid-colored pajama pants.

The whispering voice gradually became weaker: "I can't move around."

So, Mr. Nie, who stood stiffly on the spot, paused for a few seconds, then returned to the bed.

This time he held Jiang Yichen down and kissed him fiercely.

The author has something to say:

Author: I've been feeling down lately, it doesn't matter the two of you, whatever you love.

Nie Shenxing: Well, I will decide the rest.

Author: Go, as you like.

Jiang Yichen: ... Author, I think you can still save it.