After Zuo Feng finished applying the medicine, He Qing's face was flushed, his hands almost pulled the sheets off the bed, and he tried not to make a sound to let the man look down on him.
He didn't even think about it, he was trying not to make a sound, but could the body that became stiff with the man's movements be controllable
At the end, Zuo Feng lightly pinched the kneaded ankle, felt the body under his hand was stretched tightly like a fully drawn bow, amused in his heart, raised his voice on purpose, and said, " alright."
"Okay?" The boy took a few seconds to react, his almond eyes that seemed to be filled with water stared at Zuo Feng in disbelief, his body gradually relaxed and softened.
He tried his best to lift his foot, trying to free his poor injured foot from the man's hand.
But Zuo Feng didn't show any intention of letting go. Facing the young man's confused gaze, he smiled maliciously, "Isn't it unsafe to do it again? I'll wipe it off for you again."
"don't want!"
He Qing's eyes widened, and he refused without even thinking about it. He dragged his injured foot, moved like a small animal, and carefully stared at the man's expression, for fear that he would kill him again.
"Okay then, I'll take you back."
Seeing him like this, Zuo Feng stopped teasing him, clapped his hands, and stood up smelling the smell of medicine all over the room.
After the rubbing just now, He Qing was in so much pain that he wanted to call his mother, but now when he heard that he could go back, he stretched out his hand to the man without thinking.
After Zuo Feng finished speaking, he saw the young man who was afraid and hid aside just now took the initiative to come over, and he couldn't laugh or cry.
This is typical if you have milk, you are a mother.
It's been a long time since I saw such a righteous face change.
He didn't bother to argue with the child, he helped him up as he wanted.
The boy stood up with great effort, carefully lifted his injured foot, and still walked on one foot.
He was already in pain, but now he leaned all his weight on Zuo Feng's body. The young man's limp body leaned against his arms, and Zuo Feng's nose moved.
The hair is very fragrant, in addition, there seems to be a milky fragrance.
While helping the person to go out, he asked casually, "Why is your body so fragrant and milky, just like a child."
If he hadn't said the latter sentence, maybe He Qing would have admitted it, but he added that he was like a child, and the boy immediately turned black.
He hopped with difficulty on one leg, taking time to say while jumping, "I don't smell like milk on me, you smelled it wrong."
How can this be wrong, his nose is notoriously clever.
"Did you just drink milk?"
"I don't!"
He Qing denied it unhappily.
Seeing his fierce look, Zuo Feng raised his eyebrows, "Isn't it the time to talk to each other?"
As soon as he mentioned this, the boy immediately remembered that he was still chasing his sister.
This is uncle!
A bright and ingratiating smile was immediately squeezed out of that pretty little face, and he turned his head and showed it to the left front.
"Brother, tell me what Xuexue likes."
Zuo Feng looked at him showing a row of snow-white teeth to him and found it amusing. He didn't intend to deceive anyone, and said directly, "I said it before, you are not the type he likes."
"Like you, you can sprain your feet in every way. If she knows, it's even more impossible for her to like you."
"Brother, don't tell her." When it comes to flattering people, He Qing thinks that no one dares to recognize the number one as the second, and he looked at the man with a pair of beautiful almond eyes, which reflected Zuo Feng's face.
"Brother, you are so handsome, and you are so powerful. If I am with Xuexue in the future, I will definitely learn from you."
Compliments without money came out of the young man's red lips, and the adjective was quite gorgeous, "I knew you must be a very good person the first time I saw you, and I could get along with you. At that time, I didn't know Xuexue. I will give you flowers to make scented tea, does this prove from the side that we have a special fate!"
Send flowers and make scented tea...
He Qing didn't say that Zuo Feng had almost forgotten about it, seeing the person in front of him blinking his eyes without guilt, his pitiful and full of anticipation, it made people want to expose the truth of his confession of wrong sexual orientation.
"In this way, Xuexue likes men with a good figure. You are short, and it will be difficult to make up for it the day after tomorrow."
Just after saying this, Zuo Feng coughed lightly when he saw the young man grimacing, and continued, "When you develop your abdominal muscles, you may still have a chance."
Another ab workout...
Thinking of his still hurting stomach, the young man's face became even more bitter.
Why do girls nowadays like abdominal muscles, which are hard and uncomfortable to touch? Isn't it good to have a soft belly
Thinking of how much pain it would take to practice abdominal muscles, He Qing began to retreat in his heart.
Thinking about it, the boy's beautiful almond eyes rolled around, and fell on the man beside him who was much taller than him.
He has a beautiful body, tall and tall, and is more standard than a girl. Looking at that face, the features are exquisite, the eyebrows are sharp, and it is unbelievable to look good.
He Qing looked at Zuo Feng with cunning in his eyes.
Almost all of his body was leaning on the man, and he asked in a casual manner, "Brother, do Xuexue and you have a good relationship?"
Zuo Feng raised his eyebrows even higher, "It's pretty good, what's the matter?"
"Then he must like you very much?"
It's a very normal question, but the man looked at the expression on the young man's face, and there was always a feeling of a fox stealing a chicken. He squinted slightly and replied, "Yeah."
He Qing suddenly seemed to have caught some huge loophole, the smile on his face brightened at a speed visible to the naked eye, and he announced triumphantly, "Xue Xue likes you, then she may like me!"
"No, from which corner did you come to this conclusion?"
Seeing the man asking himself dumbfounded, the young man replied confidently, "She likes you, and you don't have abs, so the argument that she likes having abs is wrong."
In fact, when he said this sentence, He Qing was wary of the man's refutation. After all, Zuo Feng is Zuo Xue's brother, and if his brother and boyfriend like each other, can it be the same
The young man was preparing a draft in his heart, planning to rely on his thick skin to persuade Zuo Feng to say anything.
According to his eloquence, that is not every minute.
Seeing the confidence hidden in He Qing's eyes, Zuo Feng stopped still, and a smile curled up on his lips as the breeze blew.
"Where did you come to the conclusion that I don't have abdominal muscles?"
Hearing this sentence, the young man who was full of confidence just now opened his eyes wide, looking up and down the man in disbelief.
This face, this figure, no matter how you look at it, it doesn't look like you have abs!
Meeting his distrustful gaze, Zuo Feng smiled at He Qing, and with the other hand that didn't support him, he gently lifted his shirt.
Abdominal, beautiful six-pack abs looming.
He Qing's eyes widened, and a man's voice was next to his ear, "Did you see it?"
He raised his head in a daze, his face full of confusion, "I saw..."
Seeing his pitiful frightened appearance, Zuo Feng put down his clothes in satisfaction, and said with a smile in his eyes, "If you really like Xuexue, you can go to exercise, maybe when you grow taller , she promised you."
Having said that, thinking that He Qing was almost crying just now, Zuo Feng didn't think much of this young master.
It's not like he hasn't dealt with this kind of young masters who were spoiled by the family before. He always thinks about it. He likes one thing today and another one tomorrow. This started from He Qing holding flowers a week ago. Can't you tell if you confess to him
Normally, Zuo Feng wouldn't bother to take care of this kind of thing, anyway, he just needs to confirm that his sister has no such plans.
But I don't know why, seeing the young man looking at him pitifully and begging for mercy, and being bullied by him on purpose to cry, the man has a little affection for him, not much, just a little.
He kindly reminded, "You'd better give up and find someone who doesn't dislike you for being short."
Seeing the young man look over in disbelief and hurt with his round eyes, the man coughed lightly and covered up his smile.
Well, not so kindly.
I don't know why, but it's really interesting to watch this kid change his face.
He Qing was in a daze, looking at Zuo Feng full of hurt for a while, then slowly lowered his eyes, he lowered his head and couldn't see clearly, his voice was low, as if he was crying a little.
"Your words are like the needles of Nanny Rong, piercing my heart hard."
The young man's tone was sorrowful, full of grief and anger, "It was still covered with chili oil, and it hurt twice..."
After finishing speaking, he lowered his head and silently shook off Zuo Feng's hand, not looking at the man's stupefied expression, he limped and jumped away with difficulty.
He is thin and small, with his head hanging weakly at this moment, and he still walks on one foot so pitifully, anyone can see how desolate his back is.
Zuo Feng was really stunned, is this kid so fragile
Explode with one poke
The man who had been hugging to watch jokes and amused himself rarely felt guilty. He walked forward in two or three steps, and put his slender fingers on the boy's shoulders.
"Okay, okay, don't be angry, you are not short, you are not short!"
He Qing didn't turn his head, and his voice was thin and weak, as if he was about to cry in the next second, and said pitifully, "You don't need to comfort me, I'm not tall, and I don't have abdominal muscles. There are no advantages, no matter how much you like Xuexue, it's useless... "
The young man didn't look back, but Zuo Feng, who had helped him apply the medicine before, saw his red eyes shrinking in the corner and looking over, but for Zuo Xue he had to hold back and not shout.
This kid is really serious...
"I'll go and apologize to her after my leg is healed." He Qing said softly, his voice was as soft as a cat meowing.
The last sentence was choked with sobs, "I'm sorry to bother you... I'm leaving..."
Seeing the thin, helpless, and pitiful one-legged figure about to leave with his shoulders hanging, Zuo Feng frowned and clasped his hands.
"My sister likes men who can cook. If you practice your cooking skills, it might be possible."
The boy was stunned, as if he couldn't believe it, and stopped in place.
The man sighed, but he didn't regret telling him that Zuo Xue was the one who chose anyway...
He Qing turned around, her face was white and clean, her eyes were shining brightly, there was no sign of sadness anywhere, and even her voice was full of vitality.
"Thank you brother, you are so kind! When I catch up with Xuexue, I will treat you to dinner!"
The boy was not stingy at all, showing a standard eight-teeth smile at Zuo Feng, and jumped away happily.
On the edge of the lawn, on the greenway, under the breeze, Zuo Feng stood stiffly, watching the cheerful figure gradually go away.
what! green!