The next day, Nie Bufan woke up in Zhang Junshi's arms, his lower body still pressed by his legs.
He kicked and kicked, twisting like a big bug before getting out of bed.
Zhang Junshi hooked his leg, restrained him again, and muttered, "What are you doing up so early? Let's sleep again."
Nie Bufan stared at him with hanging eyes, "I won't be able to get up again!"
He clearly felt that something was hardening at the buttocks, someone started to have morning erections, and there was a danger of being attacked again if he stayed a little longer.
Zhang Junshi smiled slightly, hugged Nie Bufan's waist, and rubbed against him unintentionally.
"Enough is enough." Nie Bufan stretched out his five fingers and ruthlessly pulled his face away.
Zhang Junshi tilted his head to avoid it, his long hands and long feet were wrapped tighter, and his desire squeezed hard at the acupoint.
Nie Bufan was lying on the bed, and his body was swimming like a swimmer with all fours and limbs to the side of the bed.
Zhang Junshi watched him struggle with all his leisure, and stopped in the middle of the lower body.
Nie Bufan struggled for a moment, then suddenly stopped, like a stranded fish, lying softly on his stomach, then turned his head to look at Zhang Junshi, his eyes were watery, showing the flawless and pitiful look of a little white rabbit.
Zhang Junshi couldn't help but be moved, the wolf's affection was surging, and he couldn't help but hug him for a while, and his lower body followed, and he drove straight in.
"Hmm..." Nie Bufan buried his face in the pillow, indignant, why was he so cruelly ravaged with such a "cute" expression! The humble gentleman in his mind is actually a beast with a human face!
Zhang Junshi has been abstinent for a long time, and he finally seized the opportunity, how could he give up easily? Simple and deep, every time it is pushed to the bottom, the wooden bed also shakes.
A continuous offensive like gentle wind and drizzle finally brought Nie Bufan into the sea of desire again, and then, a series of fine moans flowed out from the simple bedroom...
In the early morning, when the first rays of sunlight shone into the room, Nie Bufan wrinkled his nose, squinted his eyes and stuck out the quilt, and immediately smelled a refreshing aroma of rice. He instantly felt hungry, sat up with back pain, turned his head and saw the hot bowl of polenta on the table.
His eyes lit up, and while dressing, he stretched out his hand and probed down. There was nothing serious about his privacy, but there was a slight pain and a little coolness.
At this moment, Zhang Junshi walked in with a few dishes of side dishes. Seeing Nie Bufan's appearance, he asked with a smile, "Bufan, are you alright? Does it hurt?"
Nie Bufan glanced at him, pretending to be nothing, and put on his trousers carelessly.
"I asked Dr. Xu to help me make some food, and I also prepared it for the rest of the people, so you don't have to be in such a hurry." Zhang Junshi said again.
"I didn't expect Lao Xu to still cook?" Nie Bufan smiled, "That's right, as the village chief, you can't bury such a talent, and you will definitely make the best use of it in the future."
Zhang Junshi shook his head with a smile, stroked his messy hair, and said, "You also respect the old man? People are suffering in Jiwo Village every day, it's already very pitiful."
Nie Bufan pouted, "Who told him to treat a few minor illnesses and not be able to cure them? I didn't pay a single cent for the consultation fee."
"Okay, I know you've been working hard this time, go wash up and eat something."
Nie Bufan suddenly glanced at him and said strangely, "Hey, are you cured?"
Zhang Junshi looks very good today, his whole person is in good spirits, and he is different from yesterday.
"It's really much better." Zhang Junshi nodded, and then looked at Nie Bufan with a half-smile, his eyes bright, "After being with you, the disease was cured without being cured."
Nie Bufan raised his chin, and said arrogantly, "This village chief is a genius, gathers the essence of heaven and earth, and takes care of minor illnesses and pains.
"Oh?" Zhang Junshi hooked him into his arms and said solemnly, "In this way, I will rely more on the care of the village chief in the future."
"Of course." Nie Bufan was imposing, but Chrysanthemum was shivering.
"In order to thank the village chief for his care, I will give the village chief a gift."
"what gift?"
Zhang Junshi took out a small porcelain bottle from his arms.
Nie Bufan took it, opened the stopper and smelled it. There was a faint fragrance, but he didn't know what it was, so he asked, "What is this?"
"Jade Court Dew." Zhang Junshi replied, "It helps in wound healing, nourishes the skin, and moisturizes the texture."
"Is that the trauma medicine?" Nie Bufan casually put it away.
Zhang Junshi came over and whispered in his ear: "It's mainly used to smear the back of the courtyard. Use it once after every cloud and rain, it can relieve pain and adjust the inside."
Nie Bufan took a pause, slowly stuffed the bottle back into Zhang Junshi's arms, and said earnestly, "Zhang Sanjun, keep such a precious thing for yourself."
Saying that, he went to wash up without looking back.
Zhang Junshi took the bottle and looked at it for a while, then suddenly smiled: "That's right, I have to help him paint it in the future, and it should really stay in my hands."
After figuring it out, he nodded his head in satisfaction, and then put the precious and precious jade court dew into the bedside table...
"I saw."
Nie Bufan had just finished grooming when he met Li Yi with a stern look. He was standing in the morning light with his chest in his arms. The mask, embroidered with a black abstract chick, greatly reduced his charm and lethality.
"What did you see?" Nie Bufan asked in confusion.
"You and Zhang Junshi." Li Yi's voice was hoarse and his eyes were deep.
Nie Bufan stepped forward and patted him on the shoulder, comforting: "Li Si, don't worry, at the same time, as a member of Jiwo Village, I will treat each other equally, and will not favor one over another."
"How do you want to treat everyone equally?" Li Yi said aggressively.
Nie Bufan affirmed: "Today I will add a few spoonfuls of sugar to your medicine to make sure it is not bitter."
"It's time for you to take medicine." Li Yi narrowed his eyes, mercilessly piercing his sloppy eyes.
"That's right, it's time for me to take my medicine." Nie Bufan said hurriedly, "I'm going to take the medicine first, and we'll talk later."
Li Yi squeezed his back collar and threatened: "Listen, prepare hot water at night, we want to wash mandarin ducks, mandarin ducks, and bath!"
Nie Bufan murmured, "A mandarin duck bath is a mandarin duck bath, do you need to be so gnashing of teeth..."
Li Yi flicked his sleeves, coughed and walked away.
Nie Bufan was a little worried. Although he was strong and indomitable, he still had to take care of the patient's body. Zhang Junshi's condition suddenly improved, but he didn't think that it was really due to having sex with him, and it was more likely that after prolonged exercise, a lot of sweat was evaporated, and it was cured without medicine.
Nie Bufan felt compelled to tell others about this discovery and urge them to get up and run every day and sweat.
After making up his mind, he ate in a hurry, then pulled people out from house to house, and shouted: "Everyone in Jiwo Village, in order to help you recover as soon as possible, starting today, I will take everyone to run around the village every morning. Do laps, and take another hot bath before bed. Exercise more, sweat more, and you'll get better faster."
Everyone looked at him silently, hugging their chests, shaking their fans, and laughing, but there was no sign of doing so.
Nie Bufan didn't care at all, and raised his arms to the chickens around him and shouted, "Children, run with me, and if anyone doesn't run, give me a hard peck!"
As soon as the voice fell, the chickens responded with a tsunami-like sound, their wings flapped wildly, and their feathers danced wildly.
The rest of the people's faces changed sharply, and the corners of their mouths twitched.
Before they could say more, Nie Bufan had already stretched out his hand and said, "Come on!" and ran out first.
The chickens immediately spread their wings, raised their heads high and shouted desperately at the people who were standing still.
Surrounded by roosters, everyone had to step forward and dragged behind Nie Bufan.
"Ouch!" Suddenly, a painful cry came from behind, and Doctor Xu touched his buttocks, his expression bleak.
Three roosters craned their necks and stared at him viciously.
"I... I'm a doctor, not a patient, so I don't need to sweat."
The three roosters remained indifferent, still maintaining a mighty attitude.
Doctor Xu was about to cry. Seeing that they were about to pounce, he was so frightened that he turned around and chased after everyone. The half of the butt that was pecked just now seems to be numb, like poisoning, it's really terrible!
When the rest of the people saw this, they didn't dare to neglect, they followed the chickens and ran around the village depressedly. Whoever dares to hesitate, a group of chickens will immediately rush to their head and carry out brutal group beatings against them.
The morning is bright and the air is fresh. A group of people wearing masks are running happily in the chicken tide, overflowing with passion. It is really beautiful like a picture scroll...
Everyone's mood was like a storm, lightning and thunder, and they secretly crossed and circled Nie Bufan.
I don't know what the hell is he doing? You don't want to kill them, do you
After a circle, everyone was flushed and coughed. Most of them are martial arts practitioners. This distance is not a big deal. They are coughing uncomfortably, their bodies are getting hotter, they are sweating profusely, and they are very embarrassed. They have probably never run away in such a disregarding image. After arriving at Jiwo Village, many firsts happened.
The only one who doesn't hurt or itch is Wang Shichan, who has an elegant figure, a graceful appearance, and a leisurely style.
Nie Bufan praised: "Everyone did a good job. I'll stop here today and continue tomorrow."
"Continue?" Li Huai said angrily, "I won't accompany you tomorrow!"
Nie Bufan reassured him: "Don't be angry, keep a good mood, don't you feel much more comfortable after running?"
"I don't think so!" Li Huai sniffled and roared in a hoarse voice.
"Seeing how uncomfortable you are, hurry up and rest in the house."
"I don't know who did the harm?" Li Huai walked into the room and slammed the door shut.
Nie Bufan looked at the others again, and was about to speak when they turned around and went back to the house as if they had a tacit understanding, and disappeared without a trace in an instant.
"I'm not doing this all for them, okay?" Nie Bufan sighed, "Seeing how they yell at the doctor every day, they are so angry, obviously they have excess energy, they are pampered, and they need to sweat a little to get better quickly."
"Then...then why should I run..." A weak voice came from behind.
Nie Bufan turned his head to look, and saw Doctor Xu trembling, leaning weakly by the door, looking like he was about to die.
Nie Bufan stepped forward to help him and said sincerely, "Actually, that's what I think. I'm not sure if running is good for them, so you need to experience it yourself, and then provide some professional advice."
Dr. Xu rolled his eyes and almost gasped. How could he be so unlucky to be detained in this sick village and meet such a group of sick people!
Nie Bufan secretly glanced at Li Yi's residence and wondered to himself if he had exhausted his energy? I'll boil another bowl of medicine for him later. After drinking it, he will definitely fall asleep. That kind of mandarin duck bath will probably be avoided...