I heard he had an affair with the actor

Gu Xingfeng's eyes drifted over, and the first thing that caught his eyes were two legs that grew out of the sky. The perfect line of the legs made people's body temperature soar.

Looking up along the legs, the two ropes of the bathrobe are wrapped around the lean and strong waist, and further up, there is a piece of wheat-colored skin on the chest that is shining with water.

"Gudong", it seems to be the sound of swallowing saliva.

Yan Mo half bent down to wipe his head, and when he looked up, he found Gu Xingfeng sitting upright by the bed, with an unnatural expression on his face.

That expression seems... a bit weird?

Yan Mo walked over, bent and half knelt beside the bed, his eyes happened to be parallel to Gu Xingfeng: "Uncomfortable?"

The tip of the nose suddenly filled with a familiar fragrance of flowers and plants. This is the shower gel that Gu Xingfeng bought a while ago, and he used it to take a bath when he got up this morning...

Suddenly, his brain refrained from drawing the picture of Yan Mo bending over to apply body lotion, frame after frame, like a wild horse running wild.

"Why are you in a daze? Your face is so red, do you have a fever?" Yan Mo stretched out his hand to touch Gu Xingfeng's forehead, but Gu Xingfeng bounced off the bed instantly as if he had been electrocuted.

Gu Xingfeng scrambled to the other side of the bed, the two were two meters apart, Gu Xingfeng raised his head in panic, and happened to bump into a pair of dark and deep eyes, and what was even more terrible was that there was a careless expression in those eyes. Concealed tenderness and concern.

"Don't come here!" Gu Xingfeng stretched out his hand to block Yan Mo's further actions.

The tip of his nose felt hot, and Gu Xingfeng hurriedly turned his face away.

"I'll bring you a bottle of iced drink." Yan Mo glanced uneasy, then went to the refrigerator in the living room to get a bottle of iced Coke and handed it over.

Because Gu Xingfeng still maintained that look of facing an enemy, Yan Mo had no choice but to throw it away.

"Give."

Ice Coke rolled into Gu Xingfeng's arms, because it was still cold when it was just taken out of the refrigerator, Gu Xingfeng held it tightly, and the cold feeling was transmitted from the palm of his hand to his limbs.

Half a minute later, Gu Xingfeng regained his composure, raised his hand and slapped his head hard.

Obsessed with obscene things.

"You won't even be in pain!" Yan Mo stopped, holding Gu Xingfeng's fair wrist tightly.

Yan Mo frowned: "What are you messing about at night?"

"What's wrong with me!" Gu Xingfeng looked aggrieved: "Obviously it's your fault—"

Gu Xingfeng pushed Yanmo angrily, but it happened that he tore off a large piece of Yanmo's bathrobe, barely hanging on his waist.

Yan Mo's expression changed, his shoulders shrugged, and the bathrobe immediately returned to its original shape, and then he acted as if nothing had happened, but it was Gu Xingfeng instead.

The volcano that was finally extinguished erupted again.

Gu Xingfeng blushed dripping blood, gritted his teeth and punched Yan Mo's shoulder hard, then ran to the living room with an aggrieved face.

Yan Mo frowned, frowning on the spot and thinking for a long time, finally suddenly realized at a certain moment.

A few minutes later, Yan Mo appeared in the living room neatly dressed, and Gu Xingfeng was watching "The Temptation of the Ex" with his legs crossed.

"Sorry." Yan Mo walked out and said in a deep voice.

"I'll pay attention later."

"Be careful, you ghost!" Gu Xingfeng turned his head, his expression was bared, and when his eyes fell on Yan Mo's reddish earlobe, he suddenly turned over and the farmer sang with enthusiasm.

Hmph, you bastard, let you trick me!

"Go take a shower—" Gu Xingfeng walked into the bedroom with a drawn out voice, his slender eyes curved like two rows of crescent moons.

Yan Mo let out a muffled laugh, turned off the TV and the lights in the living room, and half-lyed on the sofa.

It was three o'clock, and Yan Mo leaned on his arm and closed his eyes.

I didn't rest all day yesterday. I went to the airport very early. After the flight was cancelled, I sat in the car for more than half a day. I completely relaxed like this, and I felt my body became soft all at once.

In less than a few minutes, Yan Mo's consciousness was already blurred.

In the haze, a scream suddenly sounded in his ear.

Yan Mo thumped and sat up straight from the sofa.

He sleeps very lightly, and will wake up immediately at the slightest sound, let alone a heart-piercing scream.

There was a vague moan from the bathroom, which sounded strange, like a faint cry of pain.

Gu Xingfeng?

Yan Mo's eyes froze, he got up quickly, and rushed into Gu Xingfeng's bedroom like a gust of wind.

The door to the bathroom was locked tightly, with a layer of frosted glass clamped in between, so you could see the orange light inside.

After a few more gasps, Yan Mo slapped the door hard: "Xiaofeng, Xiaofeng, what's wrong with you, open the door!"

Gu Xingfeng's face froze, and then turned red, he raised his neck and shouted loudly: "I'm fine, I'm fine, you go to sleep, leave me alone!"

As soon as he finished speaking, he couldn't help but let out a cry of pain.

Yan Mo became even more anxious, and knocked on the door with increasing force, as if it was about to smash the door panel into pieces.

"Xiaofeng, are you injured? Open the door!"

"I didn't!" Gu Xingfeng struggled to get up from the ground, but failed, and fell to the wet ground again.

His ankle hurt as if he had been run over by a car, and he hissed out of the pain.

"It's just...a fall...it doesn't hurt at all...you hurry up!"

fell?

Yan Mo's face changed in an instant, and a cold light flashed in his obsidian eyes. He took two steps back, turned around suddenly, raised his foot and kicked hard.

There was a loud bang, the door panel was crumbling, Gu Xingfeng sat on the ground, his face was blue with fright.

A puff of smoke rose in the air, Yan Mo held on to the crumbling door, and rushed in quickly: "Xiaofeng!"

Large expanses of white snow came into view, followed by an earth-shattering ghostly cry: "Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh you bastard!"

"You pay for the door of my house—"

Yan Mo's face turned red at a speed visible to the naked eye. He first took a few steps back, then rushed into the cubicle in the bathroom, took out a bathrobe from the locker, and threw it on Gu Xingfeng's head.

Yan Mo bent down, quickly picked up Gu Xingfeng and carefully placed him on the bed, then turned on the light, and asked him anxiously what's going on?Where does it hurt?Is it serious?

Gu Xingfeng was so ashamed that he wanted to die, he didn't want to say at all that it was because he stepped on the soap while taking a shower that he fell so badly.

"Why don't you talk?" Yan Mo stretched out his hand to wipe Gu Xingfeng's red cheeks, he thought Gu Xingfeng was in pain.

"Foot...feet!"

Yan Mo lifted the quilt to cover Gu Xingfeng's body, only his head and a pair of snow-white feet were exposed. The ankle of his left foot was red and swollen. Yan Mo lightly touched Gu Xingfeng and immediately howled.

"It hurts!" Gu Xingfeng hugged his head with a pained expression on his face.

Yan Mo's face was serious: "Put on your clothes, and I'll take you to the hospital."

"Which hospital are you going to!" Gu Xingfeng sat up suddenly, his jet-black and dripping hair scattered on his shoulders: "Going to the hospital like this in the middle of the night, I will be written dead by the reporters!"

"You sprained your ankle!" Yan Mo said in a deep voice, "I can't go to the hospital!"

"If I don't want to go, I won't go!" Gu Xingfeng picked up a pillow and threw it on Yan Mo's face: "I just don't want to go to the hospital, even if it hurts to death, I won't go either!"

"You—" Yan Mo frowned, he had a hundred ways in his mind to get Gu Xingfeng rectified on the spot immediately, but he was reluctant to use one of them.

It's killing me.

Yan Mo sighed helplessly, and discussed in a tone of voice: "Then shall we go tomorrow?"

"Your ankle is swollen, we always need to take a picture to see if there is any muscle injury, right?"

After persuading Gu Xingfeng several times, he finally compromised, Yan Mo followed Gu Xingfeng's guidance, and went to get clean underwear and pajamas.

Gu Xingfeng covered his face with the quilt, and roared in a low voice: "Throw it on the bed, you can go."

Yan Mo didn't know whether to laugh or cry, she shook her head and laughed, "Call me to the bathroom."

"Noisy!"

"I'll go to the pharmacy downstairs, you don't want to run around, you know?"

Gu Xingfeng roared: "How can I run around when I look like this!"

Yan Mo felt relieved, changed his clothes and went to the 24-hour convenience store downstairs to buy a bottle of safflower oil.

When he first went to the correctional center, he was always injured, and it was inconvenient to see a doctor, so he learned some methods of healing on his own.

At that time, a bottle of safflower oil was something that could only be bought at a high price in the correctional center. Unlike now, you can get it for a few dollars at any convenience store.

Gu Xingfeng was lying on the bed playing with his mobile phone, when he saw Yan Mo rushing back with a bottle of bright red in his hand.

"What? Let me tell you that I don't take weird medicines, especially oral liquids."

"I'll throw up!"

Yan Mo squatted on the ground, lifted the quilt and held Gu Xingfeng's ankle, because he just came back from the outside, and the cold palm made Gu Xingfeng's calf tremble.

"This is medicated oil, let me rub it on for you." Yanmo unscrewed the cap, poured out some and rubbed it back and forth in the palm of his hand.

"What a strange smell." Gu Xingfeng's handsome eyebrows frowned, and he looked down to see Yan Mo's broad palm covering his bun-like ankle.

Ow—

Gu Xingfeng howled: "You want to kill me!"

"Be patient." Yan Mo showed an unbearable expression, turned away from looking at Gu Xingfeng's painful appearance, and massaged Gu Xingfeng's ankle with gentle and skillful techniques.

"Ah...it hurts...you idiot...stop it—"

Gu Xingfeng clenched the bed sheet tightly in pain, and pulled his foot back forcefully, but was held tightly by Yan Mo, and now the force deepened, and it was himself who hurt.

"Ah..." Gu Xingfeng's voice was crying: "Are you alright——"

Yan Mo's face suddenly burned up, his lips couldn't help but pursed into a straight line, and said hoarsely, "Hold it, it will be fine soon."

Gu Xingfeng didn't know it yet, and screamed in pain while beating the bed violently.

After a long time, Gu Xingfeng suddenly felt less pain, and under Yan Mo's skillful massage technique, the injured part became hot.

"Mom!" Gu Xingfeng looked surprised: "It's amazing, it really doesn't hurt anymore!"

"Yanmo! You are amazing!"

Gu Xingfeng pushed Yanmo's shoulder excitedly, but his eyes froze all of a sudden, Yanmo's expression was as usual, but there was a hint of strangeness.

A little too...serious?

His eyes slid down, and his red ears revealed everything in an instant.

Recalling the process of massage just now, Gu Xingfeng's brain seemed to be struck by lightning.

again...

Routine... Routine me?