As the saying goes, look at what is indecent, look at what is indecent.

But Chu Yue's gaze was still moving downwards without hesitation, and had already reached a position whose size could not be described. It was like a restricted area, and her eyes were burned by something.

His sight twitched and he quickly withdrew it.

In these few short seconds, Chu Yue, who had retracted her gaze, could not help but blush and her ears felt hot.

After all, men and women have different physiological structures, and Lu Zhanlin's is very prominent, so it's impossible not to notice it.

Chu Yue suppressed the pounding heartbeat in her chest and threw the images that kept appearing in her mind, the tight abdominal muscles, the beautiful mermaid line...all out of her consciousness.

Now is not the time to think about these things.

She still pulled Lu Zhanlin's clothes, and after looking at the front, she went on to look at the back, which was Lu Zhanlin's back.

Same thing...male beauty is tempting.

Not only does Lu Zhanlin have well-developed eight abdominal muscles in front, but his back from shoulders to waist and abdomen has a perfect inverted triangle figure that is broad and strong, making people blush and their hearts beat faster again.

However, compared to the evenly wheat-colored chest, there were obvious scratches on Lu Zhanlin's back.

One by one, these are scratches left by fingernails.

In addition to the scratches, there were also clusters of red marks, just like the ones on Lu Zhanlin's fingers, one by one, not only red but also swollen.

Chu Yue raised her hand and touched it. The temperature of the red and swollen marks touched by her fingertips was hot, slightly higher than that of normal wheat-colored skin.

"As expected." Chu Yue came to a conclusion in her mind. She looked up at Lu Zhanlin's eyes and asked, "Are you allergic to yam?"

Lu Zhanlin's breathing quickened, and he said in a deep voice, "I don't know. I've never touched yam before."

Chu Yue asked again, "When did the itching start?"

Lu Zhanlin looked into Chu Yue's clear and bright eyes and couldn't say anything against his will.

His Adam's apple rolled and his voice became even deeper, "Before dinner."

Chu Yue came to the conclusion in her mind that she was indeed allergic to yam.

There is a sticky liquid on the yam, which can easily cause allergies in people with certain body types.

Lu Zhanlin helped Chu Yue move yams twice today, once when he returned to the compound in the evening and once before going to bed.

He must have had an allergic reaction a long time ago, with burning and itching, which is why he has so many red marks on his back from scratching.

Even after falling asleep, his body still felt itchy. Even someone as strong-willed as Lu Zhanlin couldn't help tossing and turning over again.

Finally, he was worried about disturbing Chu Yue, so he decided to get up.

I guess he wanted to take a cold shower, because only cold water can suppress the redness, swelling and itching caused by allergies.

But in this kind of weather, taking a cold shower is something that even a strong body can’t handle.

"Lu Zhanlin, come back and lie on the bed." Chu Yue grabbed Lu Zhanlin's clothes and pulled them down, muttering softly, "Why didn't you tell me about what happened before dinner? It's very itchy when you are allergic to it. Most people can't stand it. It's easy to scratch your skin."

She has been spending a long time with Lu Yuanbao recently. She used to be a quick and decisive person, but without realizing it, she has become a bit talkative.

Although the father and son are not directly related by blood, they have very similar personalities. They both like to handle problems on their own and are both stubborn and taciturn.

Chu Yue turned around and felt under the pillow, and took out a small red, round, flat iron box with the words "Cooling Oil" written on it. (Picture)

Cooling oil is a must-have magic medicine for daily home use. It can be used to treat minor problems such as headaches, fever, dizziness, nausea, stomachaches, and insect bites.

It feels cool when applied on the skin and can quickly relieve pain and itching.

Lu Zhanlin's allergy is not too serious. He just needs to apply some cooling oil and have a good sleep, and it will be fine after it is naturally metabolized.

After Chu Yue took the ointment, she looked at Lu Zhanlin again and found that the tall figure of the man beside the bed was standing straight, his eyes dark and motionless.

She bent her knees on the bed, stepped back a little, patted the empty space on the bed, and urged again.

"Hurry up, come up."

Lu Zhanlin's throat choked, the corners of his mouth tightened slightly, and he uttered a word with difficulty, "Okay."

It’s no wonder that Lu Zhanlin was distracted. It was really because what Chu Yue said made him think too much.

But when Chu Yue spoke, her eyes were bright and her words were frank, which made Lu Zhanlin's mind full of filthy thoughts seem so dirty.

In the blink of an eye.

Lu Zhanlin lay on the bed, in the soldier's habitual crawling posture, but his body was even stiffer than during the hard training.

Just because Chu Yue pulled up his clothes again, his strong and sturdy back was completely exposed to the cold air.

Chu Yue whispered, "It's a little cold, just bear with it, I'll apply it quickly."

Lu Zhanlin: I'm not cold! Not cold at all, on the contrary, it's very hot.

Chu Yue dipped her fingers in the cooling oil, touched the red skin on Lu Zhanlin's back, and applied it bit by bit.

Her fingertips were soft and slightly cool, and when they touched Lu Zhanlin's hot, red and swollen skin, Lu Zhanlin, who was lowering his head, frowned fiercely.

What a cruel torture, even more unbearable than being shot.

Chu Yue applied the medicine quickly and carefully, and quickly covered all the redness and swellings, big and small, except for one redness and swelling on the waistband of Lu Zhanlin's pants.

Half exposed, half not.

Should I pull his shorts down?

Chu Yue took a look, turned away, looked again, and turned away again.

To pull or not to pull, that is the question.

Lu Zhanlin lay motionless on the bed, all his attention focused on Chu Yue's fingers. He hadn't felt her movements for a long time.

He said hoarsely, "Is it done?"

Chu Yue took one last glance at the red mark on the man's waistband and hummed softly, "Okay, it's done."

Who told it to be there? Just let Lu Zhanlin feel a little itchy.

She didn't want anything to go wrong tonight.

When Lu Zhanlin heard Chu Yue's agreement, he immediately stood up, tidied his clothes, and quickly turned off the lights.

When he performed the series of actions, he kept his back to Chu Yue, as if if he turned around, Chu Yue would discover something incredible.

After the room fell into darkness again, the man breathed a sigh of relief without leaving a trace.

The couple lay down again.

Chu Yue stuffed the cooling oil back under the pillow, and the air was filled with a faint, cool scent of the ointment.

She asked softly, "Do you still feel itchy after applying the ointment?

Lu Zhanlin said, "It doesn't itch anymore."

"I'll put the ointment under your pillow. Take it with you when you leave tomorrow. If it itches again, just apply some more."

"Okay, I got it. Go to sleep."

Lu Zhanlin closed his eyes and recited "The Principles of Firearms" and "Guidelines for Army Group Operations" over and over in his mind. He was wide awake and not at all sleepy.

Because the allergic areas on the body are no longer itchy.

But he... feels itchy!