After the injection, he threw away the syringe, and the needle hole on his forearm turned blue, and small blood beads emerged and rolled down tremblingly.
Press a piece of tissue up to cover the blood drop and gently twist it off.
Then there were gusts of hot air blowing past.
Jiaobai tilted his head slightly, and saw the boy kneeling in front of the bed, blowing air on the needle hole, muttering: "It hurts, it hurts." Jiaobai: "..."
Where did this idiocy come from?
"Brother Jiaobai... Well, I'll just call you Guagua, it's easier to pronounce." Yu Xiang held Jiaobai's hand tightly, like a wife visiting her sick husband, "Guagua, the medicine was brought by my brother, it won't harm your body. It will be metabolized quickly, don't panic."
Jiaobai closed his eyes. He had no grudges against the Yu brothers, so they would not inject him with drugs or other addictive substances.
Besides, his identity involves many families. If they interfere, they will definitely leave a way out for themselves and will not mess around.
Jiaobai felt that the strength he had just recovered was rapidly draining away again, and he moved the fingers that Yu Xiang was holding. It would be good to stay here for a while, which would shrink the vortex in South City a little because of this incident, and make Shen Laogou realize that he was not omnipotent, but was just an ordinary person, so he should stop being so self-centered, and he could also get along with the new online friends. He was ok, fine.
"Gua Gua, can I cut your nails?" Yu Xiang suddenly asked in a low voice.
Jiaobai: “…No need, thank you.”
"But your nails are not neat and tidy. They are messy." Yu Xiang's eyes were shining with expectation. "It is totally inconsistent with your image. I feel uncomfortable and uncomfortable looking at it."
Jiaobai was speechless. What kind of image does he have? Does he still have an image? Isn't it all useless?
"Click"
Little Ear had already taken out a lemon yellow nail clipper like a magician and started cutting his nails.
The corner of Jiaobai's mouth twitched, so why did he ask him? Just following the procedure?
Jiaobai looked at the boy who was carefully cutting his nails. When he still had a cell phone, they chatted online and he thought he was a soft, naive and innocent little 0.
"You are not Diye's duck?"
"No, I used the sexual experiences I found in novels and some photos from the website to sneak in and have fun." Yu Xiang stuck out his tongue and winked at Jiao Bai at the end, "You haven't been in there either, I know."
The wild rice plant hissed and roared, "If you don't know how to cut it, don't cut it!"
Yu Xiang was stunned by the yelling. He just held the nail clippers stupidly, and his other hand was still holding one of Jiaobai's fingers.
The nail on that finger was cut too much and cut the flesh.
Jiaobai swallowed his saliva. Now he was under someone's control. The two brothers were characters not mentioned in "Broken Wings" and had nothing to do with the wealthy circle where his friends were concentrated. He couldn't figure out their background for a while, so he had to control his emotions and take it easy.
Just when Jiaobai was trying to find a way to turn the page on this episode, the boy suddenly burst into tears.
It happened really suddenly.
Yu Xiang tilted his head back and opened his mouth wide to cry, just like a baby crying. His back teeth were all exposed, but he didn't look ugly even though he looked like that. He looked really good.
"Guagua, you are so handsome! So handsome!"
Yu Xiang cried and sniffled: "After watching the surveillance video at the airport that day, I thought of you as my idol. I was right! You really should stop being a 0 and be a 1. Being a 1 is more promising than being a 0. It suits you very well!"
Jiaobai looked out through the window with a gloomy face, "Who is still washing the car? Can you take your brother away?"
Yu Ling ignored the gazes coming from the window. He took out the vibrating cell phone from his overalls pocket and answered the call.
"Have you thought about it?"
The middle-aged man's rough voice came from the other end. "The conditions offered by the Cen family are sincere enough. They only ask you to be the bodyguard for the prince before the New Year. After the situation stabilizes after the New Year, you can stay or go as you like."
"I haven't thought about it yet." Yu Ling held up the water pipe and swept it back and forth on the car body, "Give me another week."
"Another week? Do you really think that there is no one else in the world who can protect the prince except you..."
Yu Ling hung up his phone and continued washing the car.
The gaze from the window was still there. Yu Ling took out the cigarette from his mouth and threw it on the ground, crushing it with his military boots. He turned around.
That gaze disappeared again.
Like the fleeting light and bubbles in autumn, disturbing people's sweet dreams.
Jiaobai was not avoiding because Yu Xiang started to cut his nails again. He had been cut before and was now very nervous.
Although cutting nails seems romantic in comics, it is better to do it yourself in real life.
If I were to let someone else do it, I would feel very insecure.
Jiaobai was lying down and Yu Xiang was kneeling, and the atmosphere had a strange sense of warmth.
"Guagua..." Yu Xiang trimmed the last nail of Jiaobai, smoothed it, and blew on it. "I really like your droopy eyes. They look like the little dog I raised when I was a child."
He swallowed loudly: "Can I have a kiss?"
Jiaobai's face turned cold: "No."
Yu Xiang burst into tears, threw away his nail clippers, and ran out in a rage.
Jiaobai heard Yu Xiang yelling, "Brother, he won't let me kiss him!"
Jiaobai didn't hear what Yu Ling said. His eyelids drooped heavily and his vision darkened.
Jiaobai was awakened by a psychological reaction, just like the time in the rental house when Old Dog Shen stood by the bed and stared at him.
He opened his eyes and saw a camera.
Just put it under the lamp.
Yu Xiang was taking pictures of him, and it was unknown how long he took.
Jiaobai cursed in his heart, but calmly checked his clothes. They were all there and had not been fished out anywhere.
"Guagua, you looked so cute when you were sleeping. I couldn't help it, so I took out my baby to take a picture of you." Yu Xiang's mumbling voice came out from behind the camera. "Last time I said you were a little puppy in the group, but no one believed me. I wanted to take a picture of you and send it to them, but now I don't want to..."
Jiaobai had no expression: "Have you finished filming?"
Yu Xiang let out an “ah”.
"Do you want me to change the background so you can continue taking pictures?" Jiaobai said.
Yu Xiang was flattered: "Is it okay?"
"Sure." Jiaobai smiled, revealing his sharp fangs.
Yu Xiang shuddered: "Maybe next time. I need time to organize the photos I just took, so I won't take any more photos for now."
He muttered something, walked to the bedside and asked Jiao Bai: "Are you hungry? Let me help you go out to eat. My brother made roast chicken with potatoes. It's delicious."
Jiaobai was hungry. Yu Xiang picked him up and said indifferently, "You kidnapped me and took photos of me. What were you thinking?"
Yu Xiang groaned, "I was impulsive. If I don't tie you up, I'll have no chance. As soon as you return to South City, you'll enter the Shen family and marry Mr. Shen and become Mrs. Shen. I won't even be able to see you. Hey, hey, hey, hey, slow down, my brother said that three of your ribs are broken and haven't fully healed yet. You can't fall. Let's go slowly!"
Although Jiaobai looked sickly and was still thin after gaining weight in Lan Mo Mansion, his skeleton and height of 179 cm were there. Yu Xiang had thin arms and legs and was only about 160 cm tall. He swayed with great effort, and he fell forward when he was not careful.
A sturdy figure came in from outside the room and picked them up easily, one with each arm.
When the茭白 was placed on the dining table, the nose was still filled with a strong smell of hormones that could not be shaken off.
It smells like rocks being washed by rain.
There were three dishes, served on plates as big as basins, all of them were meat.
Yu Xiang picked up some vegetables for the wild rice stem, piling it high, and said eagerly, "Eat, eat."
Jiaobai: “…” I can’t even pick up the chopsticks, how can I eat anything?
"Brother, didn't you say he could do some simple activities?" Yu Xiang frowned and whispered, "Did he take too much medicine?"
"It depends on the person." Yu Ling unscrewed the leather wine bag, tilted his head back and took a sip of the liquor. When he swallowed the cigarette, his rough Adam's apple rolled.
It's like a tiger eating on land, exuding inorganic toughness and danger.
"Guagua, let me feed you." Yu Xiang scooped a spoonful of food and put it to Jiaobai's mouth, "Ah."
Jiaobai opened his mouth. He couldn't go against his stomach.
Yu Xiang happily fed the茭白.
The wild rice just ate without saying a word, and the two brothers of the Yu family didn't communicate much. The older brother ate quickly and behaved efficiently. After a while, he cleaned up his piece of the table and left.
After Yu Xiang fed Jiaobai a bowl of rice, he suddenly had an idea and helped him to the door. He also moved a large recliner for him to sit on.
"It was sleeting yesterday, but it's so sunny today. It must be because you came," Yu Xiang sat on a small stool, holding his chin with both hands, looking up at the wild rice with eager eyes, "It feels like a dream."
Wild rice, haha, who says it isn’t.
If it weren't for the two brothers who dared to think and do, he would have been sitting at the table in the Shen's old house, challenging the old lady and Old Dog Shen. Was he still eating? No, he was angry.
It's sunny.
Jiaobai squinted his eyes due to the sun, and he looked at the strange-looking old tree outside the house, wondering what he was thinking.
Na Yuling gave him an injection in the toilet, covered him with a wig and windbreaker that he had prepared in advance, and brought him out, deceiving the Shen family's bodyguards.
The windbreaker played a key role in preventing the bodyguard from becoming suspicious.
Jiaobai took his hands out of his sleeves and placed them on his legs: "The smell of that windbreaker..."
"My brother hit it himself." Yu Xiang blinked.
There is nothing to say about the wild rice, it has been suppressed for 800 years. It is so stinking that it can kill people.
"Mrs. Shen is amazing. At nine in the morning, she held a press conference and unilaterally notified the Qi family of the cancellation of the engagement. She announced that her daughter-in-law had someone else and that detailed information was not available. The marriage would take place today. Your photo was not included." Yu Xiang read the news with relish. "Mr. Shen did not attend the press conference. He was busy looking for you."
Jiaobai pursed his lips. Fortunately, the old lady did not disclose his photo to the media, otherwise he would have nowhere to hide.
"The old lady's attitude towards the Qi family has aroused suspicion from the outside world. The outside world sympathizes with the Qi family for not being able to get close to the Shen family at the last minute. They don't know that the engagement was cancelled because the young master of the Qi family died."
When Jiao Bai looked over, Yu Xiang took the initiative to explain, "In order to fulfill my wish, my brother took you away from Master Shen without fail and checked the situation in Nancheng in advance."
The茭白 is clear.
"I don't know anything more in-depth." Yu Xiang turned off the news and clicked into the "0" group to see the sisters chatting about the gossip of several major families. "Guagua, why did Madam Shen choose you to be her daughter-in-law? Is it related to some secret of the wealthy family?"
Jiaobai answered the question irrelevantly: "How old are you?"
Yu Xiang immediately sat up straight, in blind date mode: "I am already eighteen years old, and I can do anything."
Jiaobai thought he was underage: "Which middle school?"
"I started a business at home after graduating from college," Yu Xiang cried, "Starting a business is so difficult, hmm."
Wild rice: “…”
Fuck you.
I am one year older than you and still in my third year of high school!
"Guagua, why are you glaring at me? You're not younger than me, are you? I don't want it, you must be the older brother!" Yu Xiang stood up, "Tell me how old you are, or I'll call my brother to check you out!"
Jiaobai had a headache: "Nineteen, senior year, is that okay?"
The whole world fell silent.
Yu Xiang said weakly, "Why are you still in high school at Nineteen? Did you... um... repeat a grade? It's okay, take your time, don't worry. Do you want me to tutor you? I'm not biased in any subject, I know everything, and I remember all the high school knowledge. Just last year, I met a younger brother online and tutored him to go to South City Polytechnic. He was originally at the bottom of the class, so stupid..."
"I'm not saying you're stupid," Yu Xiang stole a glance at Jiaobai's face, "I'm just promoting myself, Guagua, do you want to try?"
The boy's eyes were full of water, like a lake reflecting green trees and red flowers: "Would you stay here with me? I'll teach you."
Jiaobai doesn't want to talk.
Yu Xiang exclaimed in vain: "You, you, you, what's wrong with you?"
Without waiting for Jiaobai to react, he jumped up and rushed upstairs: "Brother! Brother! Come down quickly and take a look! Guagua is allergic to the medicine!"
Yu Ling was sorting out guns on the second floor. He came downstairs upon hearing the noise. Amid Yu Xiang's nervous and urgent cries, he bent down without saying a word and picked up Jiaobai.
Just like when I hugged him in the bathroom in the early morning.
Princess hug.
But fuck it!
Jiaobai was carried back into the room and placed on the bed. There were small red spots on his face, and a few on his hands and neck.
Yu Ling asked Yu Xiang to stay at home and he rode his motorcycle out. Not long after, he came back with a big bag of medicine.
"Spray." Yu Ling took out the medicines from the bag one by one and placed them on the bedside. His voice was low and magnetic. "Whether to rub or take externally, it's up to you."
Jiaobai said gloomily: "I know."
The ant is scratching its chin with its tiny legs.
A pensive look.
Jiaobai couldn't help laughing and his face turned red.
Yu Ling glanced at him, slapped a centipede on the wall at the head of the bed with his rough palm, and turned to leave.
After a while, Yu Xiang came in. He was very unhappy, and this emotion was reflected on the corners of his drooping mouth.
"My brother said you have dermatitis, it's very serious, and you can't stay in the direct sun for a long time in winter, so why didn't you tell me?"
Apply the ointment on your face.
"You even put your hands out of your sleeves to dry in the sun." Yu Xiang wrinkled his nose, "You did it on purpose."
He pointed at Jiaobai and said angrily, "You want to be hugged by my brother, want to talk to him, want to seduce him!"
Jiaobai's face turned dark. He swears to God, he just wanted to get in touch with Yu Ling to liven up the atmosphere. As for other things, he really didn't have any.
Yu Ling has a strong and solid world, and except for his younger brother, the rest are unlikely to care. In order to attract his attention, Jiao Bai reluctantly sacrificed himself.
Damn it.
It's so itchy.
"I'm telling you, you have no chance." Yu Xiang bit his rosy lips, "Do you remember me telling you that my brother found me when I was organizing the group photo album and he fell in love with you?"
He snorted: "The photo you posted in the group was fake, so my brother fell in love with the owner of the photo, not you."
"I said that last time, I don't need a dog, and it's the same now." Jiaobai yawned after applying the medicine, "I'm going to take a nap, don't bother me."
"Okay then, go to sleep." Yu Xiang curled his lips, even though he still had a lot to say.
Jiaobai's eyeballs rolled dryly under his eyelids. He wanted to sort out his current situation, but his body wouldn't allow it and his mind was a mess.
Yu Xiang only stood there for a while, and Jiaobai's breathing became even. His hands were slightly curled up, his cold pink and white nails were trimmed neatly and cleanly, and between his fingers he grasped a small piece of sky blue quilt.
Yu Xiang took a picture of the hand and sent it to the group.
Little Ear: How is it?
All the sisters in the group came back to life.
-This hand... well, just make it slightly wet as a sign of respect.
-My nose is bleeding.
-Isn't this my husband?
-Why are you grabbing the quilt? Catch me!
-Good milk.
-My legs don't even lift up.
-Little Ear, I'm dying soon. Please let me see his face before I die. Okay? I wish you peace.
Yu Xiang was typing away.
Little Ear: What are you doing? This is my boyfriend's hand. We played until very late last night and he was so tired that he just went to bed.
-pull.
-It's obvious that the owner of the hand is still a virgin.
Yu Xiang: …
Can you tell? These sisters fighting in "Diya" are so scary.
Jiaobai is sleeping in the countryside of Dongcheng, ordinary office workers in Nancheng go about their business as usual, and students are also doing their usual business as usual. Only the wealthy families are shrouded in an unspeakable atmosphere.
Everyone in the Shen family's old house was trembling with fear, fearing that they would be scolded if they made any noise.
The cooks who got up at four or five o'clock to prepare lunch were even more panicked. The half-prepared ingredients had been lying in the kitchen for a long time, and no one dared to say that some of them needed to be refrigerated, otherwise they would go bad.
Shen Er'an has not drunk a drop of water or eaten a bite of food from dawn until now. He has been folding paper dragonflies, but none of them are good like this one. All of them are bad.
The colored paper was cut into small pieces by the scissors and fell all over the table and the floor.
There were also many cuts of varying depths on Shen Er'an's fingers, but he seemed not to notice.
The old lady held a press conference in the morning, and her blood pressure went up. She lay down for a long time before she recovered. She was supported by the housekeeper and walked towards her grandson: "Aniannian, don't break it. This is not your fault."
Shen Eryan pulled off the wings of the paper dragonfly and tore them apart bit by bit: "It's my fault."
"I don't think highly of him." Shen Er'an pursed his dry lips.
The old lady sat down on the chair and drank a sip of the warm vegetarian soup: "Master Qingyun told grandma that your classmate is destined to be rich and powerful, and nothing will happen to him."
Shen Er'an got up and walked out.
"Aniannian, your father asked you to stay in the old house, where are you going?" the old lady shouted.
There was no response. The grandson ran out without even turning his head.
The old lady felt a lump in her chest and couldn't drink her soup, so she called her son.
Unexpectedly, his son answered immediately and asked, "Is he back?"
"No." The old lady held back her anger, "Mom wanted to tell you that Amian ran away."
"Let him be."
The phone hung up.
"One by one, they all thought I was dead!" The old lady threw her cell phone away, and the Buddhist beads in her hand were shaking.
The housekeepers and servants all fell silent.
The old lady asked the housekeeper to pick up the phone for her.
The evil Zizania must not be harmed. Otherwise, her son's second half of life would be in danger.
The old lady was instructing her family to do things for her. Shen Ji was at his own residence, facing him were surveillance videos that recorded every detail of Jiao Bai's stay at Lan Mo Mansion.
Qi Yilao, who was far away in the UK and could not return for a while, received a call from Shen Ji. He agreed to his request and asked someone to send the surveillance videos over.
Shen Ji read it over and over again.
If it weren't for this video to distract him and suppress the violence and murderous intent in his heart, he didn't know what he would have done that was inconsistent with his status and experience.
Chen Yiming knocked on the door and came in. He met the chairman's bloodshot eyes, swallowed his saliva and shook his head with difficulty. Not only their people, but Zhang Zhen's group was also helping to look for him, but there was still no news. It was as if he had disappeared from the face of the earth.
The rest stop and the surveillance cameras along the way were destroyed, so nothing could be found. The other party obviously had strong anti-reconnaissance capabilities and had made a detailed and thorough plan early on, preparing several escape routes for themselves.
Who dares to go against the Shen family?
Under extremely pressing pressure, Chen Yiming carefully expressed his guess: "Chairman, could it be the Cen family?"
Shen Ji was watching the surveillance video and saw another cigarette butt at his feet. He reached for the cigarette box on the table, found it was empty, so he crushed it and threw it away, then took a new box and opened it.
"The young prince of the Cen family is young and ambitious. It is not impossible that he uses Mr. Jiao to interfere with us." Chen Yiming said.
Shen Ji's voice was hoarse and bloody: "It wasn't the Cen family who did it."
“I don’t belong to any family.” His face was cold and calm, but there was a deep scar between his brows. The next moment, he kicked open the desk and paced back and forth in front of the video.
Like a jungle king whose mate was abducted by the enemy, his long and sharp fangs were exposed and angry and anxious gasps came from his throat.
Chen Yiming fell silent.
After he heard what the chairman said, there were only two words in his mind: It's over.
If it really has nothing to do with the interest chain of the business community, then it is a personal act, and it is not impossible that it is simply hatred of the rich or the mentality of playing games. If there is no power behind it, there will be no loopholes.
Unless the other party has had enough fun and lets you go.
Otherwise there are still some to find.
While Chen Yiming was distracted, a low voice faintly rang out from the study: "Will my puppy die?"
"No." Chen Yiming answered quickly.
Shen Ji cast an impatient look at him and threw a lighter at him, causing the wound on his palm to split open again: "Chen Yiming, what are you mumbling about? Get out of here!"
Chen Yiming: “…”
Could it be that you were possessed just now?
wrong.
It's not that he has just become possessed, he has been possessed by demons for a long time.
The disappearance of Jiaobai this time may make the chairman doubt his self-confidence and strength for the first time, and his outlook on life will change a little.
People need to experience failure before they can learn their lesson.
"Guagua."
"Guagua..."
"Guagua~"
“Guagua!”
The sound beside his ears had its own melody, and he never got tired of it. Jiaobai turned over and continued to sleep. The effect of the medicine had worn off a lot, and his physical strength had recovered a lot, but he was still sleepy.
A body squeezed into the bed, and the waist was hugged. Jiaobai couldn't sleep anymore and rolled his eyes: "Get out."
"But this is my bed." Yu Xiang hugged Jiaobai and rubbed his face against his clothes, "Guagua, let's sleep together."
Wild rice: “…”
"Gua Gua, let me tell you, I have arranged a high-level special project for myself, and it is going quite well. Do you want to read the analysis report I wrote?" Yu Xiang said excitedly.
Jiaobai grabbed the hand on his waist and said, "Brother, I'm still a high school student."
Yu Xiang clung to him softly again, hugged him and said, "You can expand your interests."
Jiaobai wants to curse, why are you trying to force things to happen?
Fortunately, Yu Xiang's report was in Chinese, and Jiao Bai didn't seem to have any reading difficulties, but he just couldn't understand it.
Yu Xiang waited for a long time but received no praise, so he pursed his lips in frustration.
"Guagua, regarding your kidnapping, I posted a message online asking for help, half-truthfully revealing your situation. Netizens suggested playing missing, so I asked my brother for help." Yu Xiang squatted on a chair, his feet in Mickey Mouse five-toed socks moving playfully, "I can't keep you here forever, you will return to the Shen family sooner or later, I just want to help you. Those superior bosses are so mean, they only know how precious something is until they lose it."
"Don't disbelieve it, all the scumbag tops in comics are like this." Yu Xiang said seriously.
"Comics? Scumbag top?" Jiaobai took a breath. If you mention this, then I'll get excited.
Soon, a pile of comics appeared on the bed.
Yu Xiang excitedly recommended his collection to Jiao Bai.
Unable to refuse the kindness of the茭白, he picked them up one by one and started reading them one by one.
"Why is it he?" Jiaobai frowned.
"Ah?" Yu Xiang leaned forward, "Yeah, they're all bloody scumbags."
I won’t look at茭白 anymore.
His life is miserable enough, so he likes to read comics that are even more miserable than his.
They dug out kidneys and took blood from the heart, imprisoned, whipped, beaten, and fed vomit, and all that, physically and mentally tortured, two-thirds of the way through, and at the end it was a happy ending, where's the fairy tale? !
"If you don't like it, then don't read it. Don't read it, don't read it." Yu Xiang opened all the comics, moved to the back, and touched Jiao Bai's back. "If the Shen family is slow to find it, you can recover your bones here before going back. The body is the capital of revolution."
The red spots on Jiaobai's neck have disappeared, and her skin is as white as porcelain: "I have an old injury on my tailbone, don't touch it."
Yu Xiang quickly retracted his hand. He thought of something and excitedly grabbed Jiao Bai's shoulder and shook it: "I'll ask my brother to massage you. I also injured my coccyx and he cured it for me. Wait a minute! I'll ask my brother to go!"
Yu Xiang, who had jumped off the bed, suddenly stopped. He nibbled at the corner of his mouth and turned back: "Gua Gua, I know you have feelings for my brother."
Wild rice, haha, you know nothing.
"I told my brother." Yu Xiang looked at him straight.
Wild rice: ???
Wild rice: …
Social death, absolutely!
"My brother didn't react much. It seems that he still likes the photoshopped you." Yu Xiang smacked his lips like an old man. "You don't know, when my brother first saw that photo of you, he was so shocked that he couldn't bear to look at it."
"Maybe that's love, but you don't look like that, you look like this." Yu Xiang smiled like a flower, "I like you like this."
Jiaobai ignored Yu Xiang. He logged into his account and saw that Yu Ling's activity level was 0.
I guess the activity level cannot be negative, otherwise Yu Ling would be negative now. After all, he is a photo fraud.
By the way, he didn't do much editing. He didn't change the white skin into sunny and healthy wheat skin, he just changed the puppy eyes.
Yu Ling was called by Yu Xiang to massage Jiao Bai's coccyx.
Yu Xiang supervised for a while and then ran to the kitchen to make cookies.
There were only茭白 and 郁岭 left in the room.
The ant is doing aerobics, showing off its small body.
And its owner is a tough guy.
Jiaobai lay on the bed, his face pressed against the sheets that smelled of sunlight and soap, and fell into a deep sleep.
The force on the coccyx is both light and heavy, and contains techniques that ordinary people cannot understand or learn.
The hand had thick and long joints, a dry and broad palm covered with a layer of calluses, and contained a strong power like iron and blood.
The pain that Jiaobai thought he would feel did not happen. Instead, he felt very comfortable, more comfortable than he expected. He couldn't help but hum.
The action of massaging the coccyx was slightly paused and then continued.
Jiaobai smiled and said, "Big brother, when are you going to let me go?"
Yu Ling had a gun on his waist: "Wait for someone to come."
"Alright." Jiao Bai deliberately said sarcastically, "Your brother has a crush on me, so you risk your life to help him catch me. Are you obsessed with your brother?"
Yu Ling remained silent.
"I know a guy who is obsessed with his brother. He spoiled his brother so much that he didn't know how high the heavens were and how deep the earth was. Do you know what happened in the end?" As soon as Jiaobai finished speaking, the person behind him withdrew his hand and stopped pressing him.
Jiaobai turned his head and said, "Stop."
Yu Ling stopped, but not to listen to Jiaobai's words. Instead, he closed the window to block out the cold wind.
When Jiaobai saw Yuling’s profile picture, his activity level jumped from 0 to 7.
Jiaobai rubbed his eyes. It was true. He just pressed the coccyx and said a few words. What did he think?
He went to see the ants again.
Good job.
It is dancing in the square, and its thin legs are so damn flexible.
Yu Ling is a reserved man.
He may not only be interested in the photoshopped me, but also have some ideas about the unphotoshopped me. He also believed what his brother said, that I like him.
No matter whether you are strong or weak, soft or hard, human or ghost, the avatar will expose you completely. Jiaobai let out a sigh of relief, as if smiling.
Yu Xiang is too clingy.
Jiaobai couldn't stand it. He was most afraid of this type of people. He was pestered by them so much that he wanted to bang his head against the wall several times a day.
Winter nights in the countryside are different. Everything is quiet.
Jiaobai felt sticky, so he asked Yu Xiang for a set of pajamas and went to the bathroom to take a shower. He often took a shower in Lan Mo Mansion, so it would be fine as long as he moved with small movements.
At the door of the house, Yu Ling squatted on the ground, knocking the dirt off the soles of his shoes.
Yu Xiang was wearing a lot of clothes, but he was still sneezing because of the cold, while his brother was only wearing a single piece of clothing and looked fine.
"Brother, I want to sleep with him." Yu Xiang's nose was a little blocked, and he said in a muffled voice.
Yu Ling didn't even raise his eyebrows: "No."
Yu Xiang's voice suddenly became sharp: "You want to compete with me?"
Yu Ling threw away his shoes, stood up and looked at his brother: "What's the fuss?"
"I didn't make a scene." Yu Xiang was a dwarf in front of his brother. His arrogance was greatly weakened, so his strategy became crying and begging, "He is the wife of the chairman of Shen Corporation. Once he is found, I will never be able to meet him again. Is it not possible for me to keep a thought for him?"
Facing his brother's tears and pleading, Yu Ling said, "He has the same model as you."
"Nonsense, he can be the first one!" Yu Xiang choked his neck, "I want to sleep with him tonight!"
Maybe someone from the Shen family or the Qi family will be able to find this place tonight. If he doesn't take action, he will have no chance.
Yu Ling said, "He is younger than you."
Yu Xiang retorted: "Who said that? He is one year older than me."
Yu Ling hinted: "It's not about age."
Yu Xiang looked at his brother and took a big step back in disbelief: "No, it's impossible?"
Yu Ling leaned against the door frame: "In the restroom at the rest stop, I saw it."
"Well, well, well, even if he's younger than me, I want him." Yu Xiang wiped his tearful face and encouraged himself, "I can do it. I'll try. Anyway, I just like him. I'll go find him in a while. Don't worry about what you hear."
Yu Ling stretched out his legs to stop his brother who was about to run into the house: "Did you steal the medicine from the medicine store in the basement?"
Yu Xiang avoided her gaze.
"Give it to him?" Yu Ling lowered his voice.
Yu Xiang's guilty conscience became more obvious: "You massaged his coccyx this afternoon, and he felt much better. If I had been gentler, he wouldn't have..."
He saw his brother striding towards his room and hurried after him.
There was a big difference in height between the two men, and their physical fitness was not at the same level. When Yu Xiang ran to the door of the room, the door closed in front of him, followed by the sound of it being locked.
Yu Xiang was stunned for a second, and then his whole body became unwell. He bit his nails hard and screamed wildly.
"Brother, what are you doing? He is mine! Brother!"
The whole house was designed and built by Yu Ling. Not only was there an escape route, but the doors were also very sturdy. No matter how hard Yu Xiang kicked and smashed, it was useless.
Yu Ling kicked open the bathroom door and saw the man slumped on the floor: "Are you okay?"
When Jiaobai turned on the shower head, he was sensitive to his abnormality and chose to sit down instead of taking off his clothes to take a shower. Otherwise, he would definitely fall to the ground in the middle of the shower. That would be terrible. His ribs that had grown with great difficulty would be broken again.
"Not good." Jiaobai was angry at the brother of the man who drugged him, and said angrily, gritting his teeth, "I am not good."
Yu Ling didn't get angry, nor did he just walk away. He half squatted down and checked Jiaobai's temperature and pulse.
Jiaobai reached out and his fingertips touched Yu Ling's sweaty collarbone, and his confused mind became a little clearer.
Why is this guy sweating so much?
The next second, Jiaobai fell into an even more agitated and confused situation, and his eyes became blurred.
The bathroom does not have a bathtub, only a shower.
Yu Ling picked up the wild rice stem and put it in a large wooden barrel: "Have a good squat."
"There is no antidote. You can only reduce the temperature physically. You need to change the water three to five times to relieve it. You..." Yu Ling took down the shower head and let the water flow towards the water chestnuts in the wooden barrel. His voice was serious and steady, but it was stagnant in vain.
His forearm was grabbed by someone, and he was about to hit the other person's temple reflexively, but he controlled himself abruptly.
The hand that grabbed him was wet, cold, and pale, digging into his hair and sticking to his hard, well-defined muscles.
Yu Ling's throat tightened slightly.
"The water...is not enough...it's cold..." Jiaobai's breathing was disordered. He tilted his head back, his Adam's apple sliding up and down rapidly. His jet-black hair was wet with water, and drops of water on the ends of his hair kept dripping down, running down his thin and trembling back.
Jiaobai's lips turned pale. He spoke tremblingly, with an abnormal blush on his face and neck. The corners of his eyes drooped downwards and were red and hot, with a handful of watery light in them. "Give me some... ice cubes... more..."
Yu Ling didn't move, and no one knew what he was thinking.
Jiaobai is dying, damn it, this is really bad, he pinched Yu Ling with all his strength, and screamed tremblingly and coldly: "Go!"
The sound was like the cry of a captive animal before its death.
——It exudes a kind of beauty that makes people cry.
At this moment, Yu Ling took off the black bandage on his wrist and wrapped it around the back of the young man's wet head.
Tied up his eyes that could lead people to fall.