Chen Boqiao withdrew from Zhang Jue's body and took off the cover.
Zhang Jue looked extremely tired, his legs seemed to be unable to close, and they were slightly open. Chen Boqiao took out a tissue and wanted to clean up for Zhang Jue.
But just after wiping it twice, Zhang Jue raised his hand, put it on the back of Chen Boqiao's hand, and pushed it imperceptibly.
"Stop wiping," he said hoarsely.
Zhang Jue's palms had some subtle heat remaining. His fingers were very long, but he didn't seem to be able to exert much strength. He got up and pulled the quilt to cover his body and face.
Chen Boqiao didn't force it. He threw the tissue away, walked back, gently shook Zhang Jue under the quilt, and asked, "Can I go to the bathroom by myself?"
Zhang Jue mumbled a few syllables that Chen Boqiao couldn't understand under the quilt, and then went quiet.
Chen Boqiao gently pulled the quilt again, but it didn't come down, and Zhang Jue didn't respond, so Chen Boqiao went to the bathroom to take a shower, put on his clothes, and then sat down beside the bed again and slowly put the quilt down. Pulling down a bit, Zhang Jue's face was exposed.
Zhang Jue fell asleep without moving, looking very tired.
Chen Boqiao recalled for a while, and felt that he didn't let Zhang Jue do anything in the whole past affair, and he didn't know why Zhang Jue fell asleep so fast.
He had thought Zhang Jue would cry a little longer.
Chen Boqiao lifted the quilt a little more, exposing Zhang Jue's upper body, then clasped Zhang Jue's wrist, pulled Zhang Jue's arm up a little, and checked the wound from last night.
The band-aid rubbed off one side in the confusion, hung on Zhang Jue's skin, and Chen Boqiao ripped it off. The wound was still a little inflamed, and the edges were red and swollen. Chen Boqiao touched it lightly. Maybe Zhang Jue felt itchy in his dream.
Zhang Jue tried several times, trying to get close to the itchy spot, but without success, he frowned unhappily.
Chen Boqiao thought Zhang Jue's expression was very interesting, and rubbed the center of Zhang Jue's eyebrows with his thumb, and said softly to Zhang Jue: "When you fall asleep, you have such a big temper."
Suddenly, Chen Boqiao saw something lit under the pillow, he raised the pillow a little, only to realize that it was Zhang Jue's cell phone. It was Ai Jiaxi who called Zhang Jue, but Chen Boqiao didn't answer. After a few seconds, Ai Jiaxi hung up the phone. The screen showed four missed calls.
It should be when Chen Boqiao entered the door for the second time, and the phone was under it. Maybe when he was having sex with Zhang Jue just now, Ai Jiaxi also called and the screen was on, but he had no time to pay attention to other things at that time. not found.
Chen Boqiao put the phone on the bedside table, and the glass surface on the back of the phone touched the wooden board, making a very light collision sound. Looking back at Zhang Jue, Zhang Jue's eyes have already opened.
He looked at Chen Boqiao blankly, as if he didn't even know where he was.
Zhang Jue and Chen Boqiao looked at each other, blinked their eyes slowly, closed them for two seconds, opened them again, closed them again, and opened them again. It's like using a stupid and metaphysical trick he created to determine whether Chen Boqiao really exists.
"Zhang Jue." Chen Boqiao called him.
Zhang Jue opened his lips and let out a stupid "ah".
"Are your eyes uncomfortable?" Chen Boqiao asked with complete unease and kindness.
Zhang Jue stopped blinking immediately. He seemed to wake up. After a while, he replied to Chen Boqiao, "No." on.
The white sheets were piled between Zhang Jue's legs and abdomen. Zhang Jue put his hands on the sheets, raised his hands and scratched his hair, and asked Chen Boqiao, "Have I slept for a long time?"
"Soon," Chen Boqiao told him, "half an hour."
Looking at Zhang Jue carefully, Chen Boqiao noticed a small wound on Zhang Jue's lower lip, so he called Zhang Jue's name, got closer to Zhang Jue, and said to him, "Why is your lip hurt? ."
"Ah?" Zhang Jue should not have fully woken up yet, he was stunned for a moment, and said to himself, "Did I bite myself?"
Chen Boqiao not only did not try to keep a distance from Zhang Jue as he had imagined last night, but also said, "It's either you who bit me or I bite."
The appearance of Zhang Jue being surprised or in a daze because of Chen Boqiao can always make Chen Boqiao feel happy, so Chen Boqiao can't talk about regret.
Chen Boqiao also felt that before returning to the Asian League, should he refer to Zhang Jue's standards and treat Zhang Jue better.
If Zhang Jue is better, when Zhang Jue is in estrus again and Chen Boqiao sleeps with him again, he won't have to secretly bury in the quilt and cry so pitifully.
After half a minute, Zhang Jue said vaguely, "It's not you."
He touched his lips with his fingers, moved from left to right, and finally touched the small wound on the right in the middle of his lower lip. Zhang Jue pressed it and frowned.
"Is it serious?" Zhang Jue asked Chen Boqiao. He pursed his lips again and licked it. He might want to feel the size of the wound, but he didn't lick it accurately.
Chen Boqiao watched him try indiscriminately, and told him, "Go to the right."
Under the guidance of Chen Boqiao, Zhang Jue licked a small wound.
Zhang Jue's wound wasn't very big, it was more like a crack than a bite.
But no matter what the injury is, it must have nothing to do with Chen Boqiao. Chen Boqiao knows very well that he is not that intense.
After sitting for a while, Zhang Jue felt awake and said he wanted to take a bath.
Chen Boqiao asked him, "Can I do it alone?"
Zhang Jue nodded and slowly moved to the bedside. With his back to Chen Boqiao, he walked unsteadily to the bathroom, and his footsteps were a bit fast, which made Chen Boqiao not very relieved.
Sure enough, not long after, there was a sound in the bathroom.
Chen Boqiao hurried forward, opened the bathroom door, and saw Zhang Jue kneeling on the ground with his hand on the sink, trying to stand up. Chen Boqiao took another two steps forward, leaning over and hugging Zhang Jue. Zhang Jue was naked against Chen Boqiao, his head bowed, and he looked depressed.
The facilities of the love hotel are very simple, there is no bathtub, even if there is one, I dare not use it. Zhang Jue stood firm, said "thank you" to Chen Boqiao, and walked in grabbing the handrail of the shower room.
Chen Boqiao turned on the shower for Zhang Jue, Zhang Jue said "thank you" again and said that he could wash it by himself, and Chen Boqiao went out.
Zhang Jue washed very slowly, Chen Boqiao turned on the TV, skipped many adult channels, and found a news station that no one would broadcast in a love hotel.
The news station happened to be broadcasting a current affairs analysis program. The host was discussing the relationship between the Asian Union and the Independent State of Thailand with experts. Chen Boqiao watched it for a while, and Pei Shu called him.
Pei Shu said that he would go to the Independent State of Thailand tomorrow. They forged evidence that Chen Boqiao had entered the neighboring country, the president's search target changed, and Pei Shu just happened to have some new investments in the independent country of Thailand, which did not attract the president's attention for the time being. Pei Shu told Chen Boqiao about some new progress. Chen Boqiao pondered for a moment and said to Pei Shu, "Come tomorrow and bring me some medicine."
Pei Shuna paused and asked Chen Boqiao suspiciously, "What medicine? Are you sick?"
The bathroom door opened, and Zhang Jue walked out slowly with a towel wrapped around his waist.
He hadn't wiped his hair properly, dripping water down his chest, and looking tired, he walked to the bed and sat down, looking at the pillow hesitantly, as if he wanted to come back and continue to sleep.
Chen Boqiao asked Pei Shu to wait, went to the bathroom to get a bigger towel, walked out, put it on Zhang Jue's head, and whispered to Zhang Jue, "Wipe dry before going to sleep."
Zhang Jue didn't seem very happy, and he didn't dare to contradict Chen Boqiao. He showed a small half of his chin from behind the towel, and wiped his hair perfunctorily.
"Zhang Jue," Chen Boqiao put his phone aside and asked again, "Pei Shu came to Bangkok the day after tomorrow, what is the name of the medicine you broke up by me? I asked him to find it."
Zhang Jue pulled the towel back a little so that the towel no longer covered his face, looked at Chen Boqiao, and said, "It's hard to find, I don't know if the Asian League exists."
Then he said the name of another drug, Chen Boqiao recited it to Pei Shu, and hung up the phone.
Thinking that Zhang Jue was kneeling on the bathroom floor just now, Chen Boqiao wanted to see if Zhang Jue was injured, so he faced Zhang Jue, knelt down halfway, and lifted the bath towel that Zhang Jue was wrapping up.
Zhang Jue's knee was slightly bruised, and there was also a slight bruise on the shinbone on his calf. Chen Boqiao didn't think of what it was at first, but after taking a second glance, he realized that it might be because he had not been able to control his strength just now and held it out.
"Don't look at it." Zhang Jue put his hand on his knee and said to Chen Boqiao. The towel fell off his head, and his hair was wet against his face.
Zhang Jue was very troubled, reminding Chen Boqiao of how Zhang Jue was crying just now.
Chen Boqiao pulled down the bath towel according to his words, covering the bruises on Zhang Jue's legs, he thought for a while, smiled at Zhang Jue, and said, "If you don't believe me, I have never slept with anyone else. "
Seeing Zhang Jue's surprised appearance, Chen Boqiao added: "The army is full of alphas, and they have no chance to contact the outside world. My stepmother introduced some to me, but it didn't develop into a relationship. If the person introduced by the elders is not ready to get married , it is not suitable to go to bed. But the main reason is that I am not interested in this matter myself."
"Really?" Zhang Jue said.
"Yes," Chen Boqiao put the towel on his head again and wiped it for him twice, "So don't cry. I'll ask Pei Shu to find the medicine, and the prototype will help you open it."
Strictly speaking, after everything was settled, Chen Boqiao did intend to help Zhang Jue build a prototype, so he thought he was right.
"Oh." Zhang Jue smiled and quickly stopped.
Chen Boqiao found that Zhang Jue always smiled briefly. In fact, Zhang Jue's smile was not ugly, but even if Zhang Jue laughed, he didn't look happy.
"Chen Boqiao," Zhang Jue lowered his head to wipe for a while, then suddenly raised his face, looked at Chen Boqiao, and asked him, "Why do you..."
Chen Boqiao knew what Zhang Jue was going to ask, so he filled it for Zhang Jue: "Didn't it develop into a relationship?"
Zhang Jue paused for a moment, then nodded lightly.
Chen Boqiao didn't want to lie to Zhang Jue, and he didn't want to give Zhang Jue too much hope. After all, the hope is too great, and when it crosses the reasonable limit, once it fails, it will be more painful. Chen Boqiao confirmed to Zhang Jue, "Do you want to hear the truth?"
Zhang Jue nodded again.
Chen Boqiao told Zhang Jue, "Because I'm looking for something I like."