Chapter 107 You are not right and your mouth is dry

The moonlight mixed with the light from inside the house, stretching the shadow at the door very long.

The wind blew through the swaying flowers in the garden, mixed with the rising and falling sounds of insects. A group of people walked into the villa, huddled together, shoulder to shoulder, all with the same excitement deep in their hearts.

"How's your hand?"

Chen Shiyi released his arm around Zhu Yanshi's shoulder, took a step back, grabbed the boy's wrist, and stared closely at the gauze wrapped around the back of his hand.

It seems that you can see the sutured wound inside through the gauze.

"Nothing serious, just a few stitches."

Zhu Yanshi smiled.

In fact, everyone could see that he was not feeling well at the moment from his slightly pale face, but the boy was strong-willed and they did not expose him immediately.

Just nodded.

During the subsequent meal, all attention was focused on Zhu Yanshi, paying attention to his every word and action.

He took the initiative to help prepare the dipping sauce for the hot pot, whispered about the doctor's instructions, helped pick up the meat, and helped get water and pass paper.

Chen Shiyi wanted to pick up the bowl and feed Zhu Yanshi directly.

The whole time, he stared at the boy's slightly red lips, which were stained a little darker than the tomato pot.

There are no lip lines, the lips are full, and the cupid's bow is slightly protruding. As the boy inhales, the white teeth inside are exposed.

Chen Shiyi's train of thought was rather peculiar. He had just been staring at Zhu Yanshi's lips without blinking, but then he lowered his head and took a pair of clean chopsticks from the table next to him. He dipped the chopsticks into the tomato pot that he had never touched before and picked out a piece of beef that was cooked to perfection.

He blew on the food twice, then turned the chopsticks and placed them near the boy's lips.

"Come on, open your mouth."

Simply feeding him can no longer satisfy his pleasure.

Zhu Yanshi: "..."

He stared at the meat on the chopsticks in front of him, hesitated for a moment, and then suddenly spoke.

"My hand is injured, not lost."

“…”

Now it was Chen Shiyi's turn to feel embarrassed.

He seemed to be possessed by a demon. His actions just now were definitely not his intention. He might have been bewitched, and his body wouldn't obey him!

He lowered his head, his blue hair obscuring the expression in his eyes, and turned his chopsticks again, stuffing the meat into his mouth.

As a person who has always been a black tomato, Chen Shiyi had no time to reject the food at this moment. He tasted the blandness in the food, but before he could think of spitting it out, the food rolled down his throat.

No one understood his inner struggle.

He's a straight man!

The series of actions now being taken are really frightening...

After dinner, everyone went back to their rooms to remove their makeup and wash up. Zhu Yanshi explained tomorrow's itinerary to everyone and then went back to his room.

It was a little inconvenient for him to take a shower. His hand, wrapped in gauze, could not get water in it. He could only put on a layer of dishwashing gloves and hook the shower head with two fingers of his injured hand to concentrate the water on his body.

The bath took a long time and finally ended after an hour. When he came out of the bathroom and had no time to blow dry his hair, there was a knock on the door of the room.

When I opened the door, the boy standing at the door had an awkward and weird expression on his face. He didn't look at me and just rushed into the room with his head down.

He skillfully took the hair dryer out of the cabinet, stood next to the chair, stared at the ground quietly, and waited for Zhu Yanshi to take his position without urging him.

"Sometimes...I'm actually quite confused about what you're thinking."

Zhu Yanshi walked over and sat on the chair. After a moment, he looked up at Chen Shiyi's face.

"How can you come up with something that comes to mind?"

"I always thought I was quite abstract, but after being in contact with you for so long, you are really this."

Zhu Yanshi jokingly raised his thumb with his injured hand, which was wrapped like a dumpling. Perhaps it was pulling the wound, and he grimaced in pain.

"Can't you just be more honest and stop committing suicide?"

Chen Shiyi had been silent just now, but now he was too anxious. He held Zhu Yanshi's hand and frowned.

"Did you pull the wound? Let me blow dry your hair first... I'll go get the medicine box from downstairs later..."

"Can you treat wounds?"

Zhu Yanshi turned around and teased Chen Shiyi.

The other person's earlobe felt hot. He glanced at him sideways, awkwardly grabbed the hair dryer on the table, and put one hand on Zhu Yanshi's shoulder.

The sound of the hair dryer whirred out, and amid the noisy sound, Chen Shiyi spoke quickly.

"...I video-called the doctor who examined your hand today and learned some nursing expertise..."

But the sound was very soft and not so obvious among the sounds of the hair dryer. Only sporadic and fluctuating tail sounds could be heard.

Zhu Yanshi had his bangs blown to pieces but he kept looking up dishonestly, wanting to look at Chen Shiyi.

"ah?"

His way of getting along with Chen Shiyi is very different. He always tries to find ways to say something and do something to irritate the other person, making the puppy jump up and down.

I feel satisfied.

Chen Shiyi was too lazy to reply. He ran his fingers through the boy's slightly damp hair. The warm wind blew against his palms, counteracting the wet water droplets and quickly drying a small area.

As usual, he blew his wet head into a big afro. When he put the hair dryer into the cabinet, Chen Shiyi rubbed his brother's hairy head.

It feels very good.

I couldn't help but raise the corners of my mouth slightly.

Silence slowly returned to the room, and after a while, each other's breathing became very obvious.

My ears had just been bombarded by the hair dryer, and only at this moment did I detect the faint sound floating in the air.

Zhu Yanshi pushed back the bangs that covered his eyes, revealing a smooth forehead. He leaned back in his chair, crossed his legs, and stared into Chen Shiyi's eyes silently with his eyes slightly raised.

His eyes were extremely aggressive, as if he wanted to see through people's appearance and see some unspeakable secrets hidden deep in their bones.

It was quiet, and there was a subtle, unexpected ambiguity in the air.

Chen Shiyi narrowed his eyes, took a few steps forward, and suddenly put his knees on Zhu Yanshi's chair, supported the back of the chair with both hands, and held the other person between his arms.

The boy's gaze was somewhat condescending and extremely aggressive, covering Zhu Yanshi's cheek.

His left hand passed over the boy's earlobe and kneaded it in a slightly intimate manner.

"Why are you staring at me?"

"You're not in the right mood."

Zhu Yanshi tilted his head slightly to avoid the other person's fingers brushing against his earlobe, but unfortunately, he was forced to be trapped between the back of the chair and the man's arms, with his hair sliding down his forehead, covering his eyebrows and eyes.

The exposed side profile showed smooth facial lines, his skin was too fair, and the black mole on his chin looked a bit rough against the pink lips.

White pajamas, cool white skin, a high nose bridge, plump lips, a slender neck, a slightly protruding Adam's apple, and a beautiful collarbone...

The light from above happened to shine on the side of the boy's face as he was avoiding it, and he actually felt a sense of fragility and weakness.

An idea arose in Chen Shiyi's mind.

He wanted to push the person into the chair, pinch the other person's slender neck with his hands, and look at the extremely aggressive appearance... Brother, lean your head back and lean against the back of the chair.

The corners of the eyes are red, tears are flowing, and there is panting.

Finally, he left one crimson mark after another on the other's slender neck...

"You think you know me well?"

Chen Shiyi's voice suddenly became hoarse, and he growled slightly roughly, and his fingers hanging on the back of the chair tightened in restraint.

A creepy red light faintly appeared in his deep eyes.

"Anyone with eyes can see that you are not in the right mood."

Zhu Yanshi was completely unaware of the extremely strong masculine scent in the air. He turned his head and spoke in a nonchalant tone.

There was still that casual smile in his eyes.

Raise an eyebrow.

confrontation.

The two people were so close that their faces were almost touching, their breathing was entangled, and their eyes were ambiguous as they exchanged hundreds of rounds.

Until Chen Shiyi's gaze involuntarily slid along the boy's nose to his lips, and fixed on the protruding lip beads that seemed to be tempting others to suck them repeatedly.

His sight seemed to be burned. He took a few steps back, loosened the shackles on the boy, turned around and left as if fleeing, leaving only one sentence in the air.

"I'll get the medicine kit."

The room still echoed with the smell of an alien invasion that did not belong to the owner of this room.

Floating around extremely strongly.

Zhu Yanshi lowered his eyes as if thinking about something, and his tongue ran across his teeth, and he clicked his tongue.

Isn’t Chen Shiyi a straight man?

What did his eyes mean just now?

It was a fierceness that could not be ignored, a ruthlessness that seemed to want to devour the prey alive...

This speculation only lasted for a moment and was interrupted by a soft knock on the door.

Zhu Yanshi remained sitting in the chair without moving and spoke.

"Come in."

He picked up his phone and was browsing the trending searches related to Manta tonight when he heard footsteps approaching and then stopping beside him.

There was no further action for a long time. He didn't look up, but frowned slightly. Suddenly, he reached out and grabbed the collar of the person next to him, pulling it down. His voice finally became a little cold.

"What's wrong with you today?"

“…”

Their eyes met.

Lin Qiaofeng opened his eyes slightly, and his breathing was entangled with Zhu Yanshi's. The medicine box in his hand fell to the ground with a loud noise.

Zhu Yanshi didn't expect that the person who came in was not Chen Shiyi. He was stunned for a moment and quickly let go of the hand that was grabbing the other person's collar.

This posture is very impolite, even an extremely disrespectful behavior. If the other party is a little picky, they may start fighting over this chair.

"I'm sorry, I'm sorry... I didn't know it was you."

Zhu Yanshi stood up and patted Lin Qiaofeng's collar.

His fingers were a little cold, and his soft fingertips occasionally brushed against the exposed skin on Lin Qiaofeng's collar.

There is a tingling feeling.

Lin Qiaofeng's neck and even his earlobes suddenly turned red. He took a few steps back, and his Adam's apple rolled up and down several times.

"No...it's okay."

In the sudden silence, she raised her eyes again, glanced at Zhu Yanshi's face, and her tongue tip passed across her lips.

Unexplained dry mouth.

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