What if you don't want to fall in love with the school bully?

Yang Shaoqing was sitting in a wheelchair at this time, his face was wet, and his expression was a little confused, probably just after washing his face.

The upper body has been stripped, there is a bruise on the abdomen, the clothes are in the hands, the lower body is still wearing red ball pants, the left leg is pushed up and fixed at a certain height, and the expressionless face is looking at Jiang Qixiao who pushed the door in. .

Jiang Qixiao looked at him for a few seconds, controlled his strong desire to aim randomly, tried to make himself look relaxed and said, "How can I help you?"

Yang Shaoqing thought for a while, but was a little at a loss for a while.

How to take off the pants... There is still a plaster cast on the leg, so I can't take it off.

But you can't wear a pair of pants all the time, and you can't wear pants...

Hold!It's annoying.

Yang Shaoqing frowned and sighed, "You ask my dad to give you the scissors."

"Ah?" Jiang Qixiao said, "How do you wear it back after you cut it off?"

"...I don't know." Yang Shaoqing replied.

Jiang Qixiao pursed his lips and thought for a while, "Why don't you try to take it off like this, anyway, you can't be naked, right?"

Yang Shaoqing nodded, "Okay." Then he froze for a moment, "How do you take it off?"

Jiang Qixiao bit his lip and observed his situation.

It seems a bit difficult...

Yang Shaoqing can't use much strength on one leg now, Jiang Qixiao took the clothes in his hands and put them on the sink, pointed to the armrest of the wheelchair, "Put your hands on it, lift your butt and I'll help you take it off That's it."

Yang Shaoqing thought for a while, then nodded slightly, "Then you have to hurry up, I'm going to be soft now."

He stepped on his right foot, first put his hand on the armrest, and tried to prop it up, but before halfway up, the wheelchair shook violently twice, as if it was about to fall apart, so he quickly changed to propping it up on the cushion , supporting the body vigorously.

Yang Shaoqing's straddle was in a forward position, his left leg was still hanging in the air, and he gave Jiang Qixiao a look.

Jiang Qixiao approached Yang Shaoqing, quickly passed his hands through his hips, and grabbed his trouser waist. Due to the awkward posture, he panicked a little, and pulled Yang Shaoqing's trousers down forcefully.

Yang Shaoqing felt a chill in his buttocks for a moment, he was stunned, and growled: "Fuck! Why are you taking off my underwear!"

"..."

Jiang Qixiao's face turned red at a speed visible to the naked eye, and his eyes widened involuntarily.

But Yang Shaoqing didn't notice, he wanted to stretch out his hands to pull up his pants in a panic, but he couldn't move his hands, so he could only howl again: "Hurry up! I'm soft!"

Jiang Qixiao touched the waist of Yang Shaoqing's underwear, pulled it back, and took off Yang Shaoqing's shorts below his hips without saying a word.

Yang Shaoqing breathed a sigh of relief, retracted his buttocks, and sat back on the wheelchair.

Jiang Qixiao opened the door in silence and wanted to go out, but was stopped by Yang Shaoqing, "Hey, help me lift my legs, do you think I can reach my legs now?"

With his back turned to him, Jiang Qixiao closed his eyes and took a deep breath.

He really wanted to reject Yang Shaoqing's request.

What a joke, he is a pure gay!The feeling of looking at a man's body is no less than that of a straight man who has to help someone take off his pants when he sees a beautiful woman. Is this challenging his endurance limit?

But it would be strange to refuse now, if it is clearly within reach for them and he doesn't help.

It's okay, it's okay, it's just a favor, as long as you don't think about it, there will be no problems.

Jiang Qixiao gritted his teeth, and kept persuading himself in his heart.

"Hurry up, what's the matter with you today, the time to talk nonsense is gone?" Yang Shaoqing said impatiently behind him.

"Here we come." Jiang Qixiao made up his mind to keep an eye on his nose, his nose and his heart, and he stopped making eye contact with Yang Shaoqing as soon as he turned around.

This did not prevent Yang Shaoqing from looking at him.

Yang Shaoqing was surprised. Usually, Jiang Qixiao did everything well, and he would not procrastinate like he is now.

What's wrong with me today, I've lost so many words.

Jiang Qixiao grabbed Yang Shaoqing's pants, patted his right leg, "lift."

Yang Shaoqing obediently raised his right leg and asked Jiang Qixiao to help him take it off.

After taking off the right trouser leg, only the injured leg remained.

Jiang Qixiao's movements became very slow, fearing that Yang Shaoqing's broken bone would cause secondary injury, so he pulled his pants onto the plaster bit by bit.

Fortunately, the trousers of the ball pants are very wide, and there is nothing too difficult.

Yang Shaoqing just stared at Jiang Qixiao's face quietly.

The sweat seen in the hospital has been wiped off, Jiang Qixiao's eyes are very focused, his usually fair face is now slightly red, his ears are also red, his eyelashes are flickering, like sweeping at Yang Less obsessed with it, it feels like scratching an itch.

Jiang Qixiao's current appearance...so gentle.

Yang Shaoqing has never used this word to describe a person. When he saw his mother working hard and doing things with a smile, he thought of simplicity. When he saw Aunt Li pulling him to talk about the past in tears, he thought of sensibility. Needless to say, Shi He and his group of men have nothing to do with gentleness.

Gentle... seems to be a very beautiful adjective.

Maybe it's because he has too little contact with the opposite sex?

"Why is your face so red? Do you have a fever?" Yang Shaoqing said, and suddenly reached out to touch Jiang Qixiao's face.

Snapped!

Just as his finger touched Jiang Qixiao's hot skin, Jiang Qixiao slapped it away forcefully. Jiang Qixiao's hair stood on end, his blood was swollen, and his breath was a little unstable, "You...don't touch me, just a little while If it hurts your leg, it won't hurt you to death."

"Oh." Yang Shaoqing said, "...you don't have to react so much."

Jiang Qixiao didn't speak, lowered his head, and took off his pants seriously.

When he finally took off Yang Shaoqing's trousers, Jiang Qixiao heaved a sigh of relief, casually put the trousers on the sink, got up and was about to go out.

"Hello." Yang Shaoqing grabbed his arm, making Jiang Qixiao subconsciously look back at him.

If you don't look at it, you don't know, but just looking at it... I saw Yang Shaoqing's whole body all over.

Includes black bullet panties and bulging bumps hidden in the back.

Depend on.Nice body.

Jiang Qixiao's Adam's apple rolled up and down unconsciously.

He wanted to poke his motionless eyes right now.

Obviously knowing that it's a gaffe to look like this...but he just...he can't fucking look away.

"Do you think I can rub my back like this now." Yang Shaoqing said, "I still have feet."

"..." Jiang Qixiao wanted to vomit blood.

Tell him what it means!

Is it something he should be worried about!

Yang Shaoqing saw that Jiang Qixiao's eyes didn't move for several seconds, and he stared straight at his own... He curled one lip and smiled, "Why, are you feeling inferior?"

"...Be inferior to your head!" Jiang Qixiao met Yang Shaoqing's eyes, looked at his slightly ruffian smile, felt a little bit in his heart, and quickly shook off Yang Shaoqing's hand and turned around, "You Do it yourself, I can't help you."

Yang Shaoqing rubbed his chin, thinking about Jiang Qixiao's reaction just now.

When Jiang Qixiao returned to the living room, he saw that Brother Hei, whom he had been calling for so long in his heart, had finally arrived. He breathed a sigh of relief, walked over and said, "You are considered to be back, and I have been waiting for you all afternoon. Help us get our clothes." Is there a cell phone?"

Shi He nodded, glanced at him expressionlessly, and raised his chin towards the sofa, "Is milk all right?"

Jiang Qixiao found his things among a pile of messy clothes, "The bone is broken, and the operation can only be performed after a few days until the swelling subsides."

"Fuck." Shi He gritted his teeth and sneered, "These grandchildren."

"I'll go back and take a shower first." Jiang Qixiao was very upset now, he didn't talk to Shi He about the accident, and went directly to the home opposite.

Although he had already washed it at Yang's house just now, it couldn't stop his urge to wash his clogged head again at this moment.

Originally I wanted to take a cold shower, but then I thought about the changing seasons. I had a lot of people who got sick and flu, and my sick body was not suitable for making up lessons for students, so I honestly turned on hot water.

Hot water is also fine, it can refresh his unconscious mind soberly... No wonder.

The bathroom was filled with white mist, the more Jiang Qixiao rushed, the hotter his face and ears became, and he was a little dizzy.

After a few minutes of messing around, he came out.

The weather here is starting to turn cold... Jiang Qixiao looked at the sky outside the window, it was pitch black, and some trees had lost many leaves.

I don't know how they... are doing.

At the Yang family's dining table today, even with Shi He's presence, the atmosphere was still very heavy. This time Yang Shaoqing's injury had a big impact on them, and no one had a very good expression.

Aunt Yang and Uncle Yang didn't ask Yang Shaoqing about the game, as long as he asked, it was something that he couldn't do during the broken leg, or asked Jiang Qixiao to be more tolerant and tolerant.

It was all trivial matters, and Jiang Qixiao agreed to them all.

After dinner, Jiang Qixiao was caught by Yang Shaoqing before he could slip back home.

He forced Jiang Qixiao to stay, and he had to watch Jiang Qixiao post the Moments that he owed him before he was willing.

Jiang Qixiao's expression was a bit unnatural, and after posting coyly, the mobile phone was waved in front of Yang Shaoqing's eyes, "Look, I've sent it, I'm going back."

Jiang Qixiao made a gesture to take back his mobile phone, but Yang Shaoqing quickly snatched his mobile phone into his hands.

"What are you doing!" Jiang Qixiao was taken aback, "This is my phone!"

"I know." Yang Shaoqing didn't show any embarrassment on his face, "Look what's wrong, is there some secret you can't tell?" After finishing speaking, he glanced at Jiang Qixiao intentionally or unintentionally.

Jiang Qixiao froze, remembering that he only changed the phone when he came here, and before there was any 'unspeakable secret', he simply let him go, "No, you can just look at it."

Yang Shaoqing automatically ignored the dissatisfaction in his tone, and flicked the screen to turn up Jiang Qixiao's phone.

There are all the necessary software, and there are a few learning, question-searching, watching TV and mobile games.

"You can also play games." Yang Shaoqing said, "I really can't tell, why haven't I seen you play games before?"

Jiang Qixiao glanced at him, but said nothing.

Yang Shaoqing continued to move his fingers, and casually looked at Jiang Qixiao's address book.

"Fuck?" Yang Shaoqing frowned, and turned his gaze to Jiang Qixiao, "Is Liu Yanjiao alone?"

"Have you finished reading it? Return it to me." Jiang Qixiao said.

Yang Shaoqing was about to throw the phone to him impatiently, but he took it back the moment he threw it out, pressed a few numbers on the phone, and then threw the phone over, "Remember, my number .”

He usually communicates with Jiang Qixiao through WeChat. He hasn't paid attention to the mobile phone number yet. Jiang Qixiao actually only saved Liu Yanjiao's number.

Fuck, not even his.

Yang Shaoqing felt unreasonable irritability in her heart.

Jiang Qixiao took the phone and looked at it, then conveniently noted the string of numbers entered by Yang Shaoqing as 'little brat', turned around and left without saying a word.