The man's low voice could not hear any emotional ups and downs, Su Jinyu's hand hanging on his side subconsciously tightened his pants, the skin that had been pierced under the pants was still aching, he pretended to be stupid: "Pei Lang is thinking ummm ?"
"Su Jinyu."
The man with his back to him jumped his temples and called him by his first name.
Su Jinyu's face turned pale, and then wilted.
He walked around to Gu Peilang, crouched down and stretched out his arms to hug him.
The man's face was cold, but he reached out to catch him subconsciously.
The voice in his arms was soft, with imperceptible grievances, and he said, "Pei Lang, don't kill me..."
Gu Peilang's hand trembled as he held the person, and his heart suddenly cramped.
He closed his eyes, but he didn't have the heart to scold him anymore.
"You're really good at it."
The man's voice was slightly hoarse, and Su Jinyu leaned against his arms and did not speak.
"Go to bed and I'll see your legs."
The slender and straight legs were exposed to the warm light, and they shone brightly against the blue sheets, like two fine suet jades. However, at this moment, there are many dense red spots on it, which are extremely dazzling under the fair complexion.
Gu Peilang controlled the wheelchair and stopped in front of the bed without speaking, but his eyes fell on his legs for a split second, and the light in his eyes was dim.
Su Jinyu was a little uncomfortable with his gaze, and subconsciously wanted to cover it with a quilt, her toes exposed to the air curled up slightly, squeezing out her round finger pulps.
Gu Peilang moved his body and raised his hand to lightly touch those tiny needle eyes.
There was an indescribable shudder where the fingertips slipped, and Su Jinyu felt that all the hairs on his body stood up.
"Pei Lang..." He called out to the man, his voice trembling slightly.
Gu Peilang raised his eyes and looked at him with pitch-black eyes: "Who taught you?"
The long eyelashes blinked, Su Jinyu shook his head: "No one taught me, I want to tie it myself."
Gu Peilang closed his eyes, his breathing trembled slightly: "Is there any behind?"
Su Jinyu's body paused imperceptibly: "No more..."
"Turn around and let me see."
When the man spoke, Su Jinyu looked at him pitifully and wanted to harass him: "Pei Lang..."
Gu Peilang's face was calm and unmoved, Su Jinyu could only close his mouth angrily, then slowly turned around and lay face down on the bed.
More pinholes than the front came into view, and Gu Peilang's heart trembled.
The gaze that fell on his body was like reality, and Su Jinyu's muscles were slightly tense.
He subconsciously grabbed the sheets under him, hoping that the man could scold him instead of saying nothing like now.
Time seemed to have passed for a century, and the warm palm slowly covered it.
"How?" a hoarse voice sounded.
Su Jinyu: "Just... just follow the medical book..."
"What about the back?"
"Looking in the mirror..."
The weak end of the voice trembled with lack of confidence, and the man beside the bed curled the corners of his lips with a pale face, a look of "as expected".
After the brief conversation, the room returned to silence, and Su Jinyu's heart hung high in the air.
He couldn't wait for Gu Peilang's voice for a long time, and subconsciously tilted his head to look at the bedside, but there was a sudden pain in his buttocks.
A crisp slap sounded clearly in the spacious room, and the man froze and widened his eyes in disbelief.
"Crack", click.
"Crack", again.
Even though it wasn't very powerful, Su Jinyu only felt inexplicable shame.
He tilted his head to look at the expressionless man, his heart trembled with his soul, and in the end he could only bite the soft and fluffy pillow, and his eyes turned red in shame.
The place where he was hit was hot and painful, spreading all the way along the skin, and when the man finally stopped, Su Jinyu's eyelashes became wet.
His palms became hot for a while, and Gu Peilang looked down at the silent person on the bed, his fingers trembling slightly.
"You know what's wrong?" he asked.
The person on the bed moved slightly, and there was a whimper of grievance in the room.
The man's face was cold, but his heart throbbed faintly.
Su Jinyu slowly propped himself up from the bed, those watery eyes made Gu Peilang's breathing stagnate for a moment.
The man lowered his eyes pitifully and hugged him aggrievedly.
Under the warm light, the crimson that could not be covered by the white panties escaped from the gap at the edge, with a different flavor.
"The second time you hit me..."
Su Jinyu's voice contained accusation, and Gu Peilang reached out and hugged him tightly: "That's because you deserve to be hit."
"I know I'm wrong, Pei Lang, don't be angry..."
Little liar, that's what I said last time.
Gu Peilang closed his eyes and did not speak.
Su Jinyu was both wronged and sad. He clearly did this for the sake of the man, but the other party was not only unhappy, but also very angry, and... beat him.
"I'm angry because you made the same mistake again." Gu Peilang hugged the person in his arms, his voice low and gentle.
"If you want acupuncture, just tell me, you know, I won't refuse you."
"I'm afraid you will hurt..." Su Jinyu's voice sounded low.
Gu Peilang tightened the man in his arms, his throat was bitter: "You're afraid of my pain, why don't you know that I'm also afraid of you?"
Su Jinyu sniffed: "I was wrong... There will be no next time... Pei Lang, don't be angry."
The man in his arms apologized again.
Fight and fight, talk and talk, how can a man be so ruthless to blame the other party? In the end, the final reason is still in him, if not his legs...
Thinking of this, Gu Peilang paused, lowered his head and placed a light kiss on the top of the other's head: "Forget it, I can't do it again, if I do it again..."
Su Jinyu raised his head from his arms and looked at him: "Will you lock me up and lock me on the bed?"
Gu Peilang looked at the man with some anticipation, and was at a loss for words for a while.
He couldn't help but curled the corners of his lips, raised his hand and gently grabbed the soft flesh on the cheek of the person in front of him and pulled it out, with intimacy and doting in his voice: "If you want to be beautiful, next time, I won't want you. already."
Obviously it was just a joke, but Su Jinyu's face paled slightly.
He cautiously rubbed back into the man's arms, his trembling eyelashes covered the unease in his eyes: "There won't be another time, don't want me..."
The next day, when Grandpa Zhang came to give people acupuncture, he heard that Su Jinyu practiced his own hands.
The action of the old man drawing the needle paused, then turned his head to "look" in the direction of Su Jinyu's station.
"Young man, you can't see it, you're quite cruel to yourself."
Su Jinyu smiled and didn't speak. When he received Gu Peilang's look at him, he subconsciously tightened his body, only to feel a faint pain in the place where he was beaten.