He leaned over slightly, put his arms lightly on the girl's shoulders, his warm breath lingered in her ears, and his lazy and seductive voice was close at hand, bringing out a bit of numbness.
He whispered: "Help me, it will be better."
Are you still afraid of pain
Yu Chu smiled slightly. Sure enough, she is a cutie who loves to eat candy and collect candy wrappers...
She worried and asked, "Do you want to go to the hospital?"
The other party shook his head, expressionless, and said calmly: "Just go to my house."
"Okay," the girl nodded, holding him carefully, "then I'll support you."
Yan Mu lowered his eyes, his eyes like ice and snow under the eyelashes, curved into a clean smile. He let the girl support him, walked out of the corridor with her shoulders in his arms.
The street lamps stretched the shadows of the two of them very long. From the perspective of outsiders, they looked like a slender and beautiful young man, looking down and embracing a petite girl.
Yu Chu stopped a taxi, put Young Master Yan in first, and then got in himself.
Yan Mu raised his eyes lazily and gave an address.
He leaned back on the seat and closed his eyes slightly.
Yu Chu turned his head to look at the young man. He was leaning against the window with his face sideways. His originally clear and cold temperament now appeared pure and innocent. His eyelashes were as long as butterfly wings, casting a faint shadow on his fair side face.
The light and shadow jumping outside the window reflected his eyelashes, when the police officer was quiet... the beauty was really alluring.
When he didn't speak, Yu Chu couldn't help but feel a little worried. He leaned slightly and approached him, getting closer to that face. Before he could ask a question, the other party gently opened his cold eyes and glanced at her calmly.
The girl originally wanted to get closer to ask, but as soon as he opened his eyes, the distance became ambiguous.
She asked in a low voice, "Is the injury all right?"
Yan Mu looked at the face that was close in front of him, and said calmly, "It's okay, go back and bandage."
Yu Chu nodded, still a little worried, reached out and pulled his clothes: "Let me see."
Yan Mu didn't stop her this time, leaned on the seat and lowered his eyes, watching the girl carefully lift off his windbreaker.
Yu Chu gently opened his snow-white shirt, revealing the edge of his white abdomen, with beautiful texture and lines.
Yan Mu looked away lightly, leaning against the car window, with the back of her white hand against her thin lips, and rubbed her earlobe with the other hand, the slightly hot tip of her ear became hotter to the touch.
The girl's slender hand lightly touched the edge of the wound, and her fingertips rested on his belly, bringing up a complex feeling. Yan Mu pressed his temple slightly, no matter how calm it was before, he couldn't help sighing slightly at this moment, looking at the girl quietly.
Yu Chu raised his head and saw the police officer's flat and indifferent expression, just like the one he met in the prison when he first met him, as cold and cold as frozen snow. After the eyes of the two met, he turned his head quietly, with a calm expression.
"Is work dangerous? Are you often injured?" Yu Chu asked him in a low voice.
The police officer paused, then turned his eyes, his thin and cool eyes slightly narrowed. After a long while, he nodded, "It's not dangerous, but occasionally you will get hurt."
"Does it still hurt?" Yu Chu pursed his lips.
Yan Mu shook his head slightly, and suddenly leaned over to her, his slender lips almost touched her ears, and his extremely soft voice brought numbness, "The driver is watching us."
Yu Chu blinked, knowing that no one else could see his injury, so he consciously reached out to cover it up.
But in the next second, her waist was encircled by the other's slender fingers. In a whirl, she sat on the police officer's body, her clean eyes were close at hand, and his thin lips slightly curled up: "... don't move."