Chapter 21 Chapter 21 Encouragement and Comfort
The two people on the bed, one eagerly, like a thirsty traveler sucking juice, licked and bit the other's lips and tongue, trying to breathe the air in his mouth.
He clenched his teeth, restraining himself and not giving the opponent any chance to attack.
An You was so dazed that he could no longer tell who was in front of him, but his whole body was burning hot, as if he was thrown into a steamer. The scorching heat made him jump up and down, not knowing what to do.
Scotland was suddenly bitten and gasped. This little brat was really vicious when he bit. Just a moment of slackness gave him the opportunity to be exploited.
Helpless, Scotland had to go along with him.
The kiss fell without any rules, although it was more like eating jelly than a kiss.
Scotland accepted it silently. An You felt extremely hot, burning herself like a small stove.
Scotland's palm slowly stroked Anyou's cheek, and his fingertips moved up to rub his ears, as if to encourage and comfort him.
But the next second, his arms felt heavy and the sound of water stopped abruptly.
Scotland was stunned for a moment, then looked down. His fluffy short hair was rubbing against his chin, and his entire face was buried in his collarbone.
Scotland called out softly in the sudden silence. "Anyou?"
No answer. Was he, like, asleep? Scotland lifted his chin.
I found that his eyes were closed tightly, he didn't say a word, and his long, curled eyelashes were very noticeable. At this moment, he was unusually quiet, but his body temperature could not be ignored.
"I actually fell asleep like this, is this true?"
Scotland touched his face, then looked at the wet blanket one last time.
Most of it is damp, so it’s not good to let him sleep like this.
Scotland picked him up and put him in his bedroom. His safe house rarely had other people staying overnight.
Their lives have always been very bounded. They don't like to trouble others, nor do they like to be troubled by others.
It is enough for everyone to respect their own space and not invade other people's space. Other people are rarely welcomed in one's own space, and even good friends rarely stay overnight.
But An You is a patient now and needs care, so she has to stay.
After settling Anyou, Scotland went out to cook. Ling was eating here today, and there was a patient who had just woken up and needed care.
Anyou just woke up and is not suitable to eat spicy food.
Boiled edamame, salmon dishes, yakitori set meal, natto, rice, and a delicious miso soup, and dinner is ready.
As the dishes in the kitchen were finished, I heard my friend’s voice, “I’m back.”
"Welcome back." Scotland greeted him.
Seeing the plastic bag in Bourbon's hand, he was surprised, "What is this?"
"I went back to the big hospital to buy medicine. If it still doesn't work, I have no choice. Changing medicine frequently is not good, but he still won't wake up, so it's not a solution either."
Scotland took the medicine from him and comforted him, "It's okay, leave the rest to me."
Bourbon stared at him for a moment, frowned, and asked, "What's wrong with your mouth?"
"Ahem, I just fell in the kitchen and bit my lip."
"...Is that so?" Bourbon was skeptical. He remembered that his friend was not such a careless person.
"Anyway, let's eat first."
"good."
Inside the restaurant, the two of them ate in silence. No one spoke a word. Everyone was in sync with each other and was quietly doing their own things.
After Bourbon left, the room fell into complete silence, with the clock on the wall ticking.
Scotland remembered that Anyou had not eaten yet. He had just recovered from a serious illness and was not suitable for greasy food, nor was it too light food. It would be difficult for him to recover his health. So he prepared rice in a small bowl, paired it with fresh salmon, and walked into the room.
At this time, An You had not woken up yet and was sleeping soundly in a daze.
Scotland put down the bowl and spoon, hugged Anyou, and held her tightly in his arms.
"Can't you wake up yet? It's been a long time."
After expressing his feelings, Scotland fed him some fish. It’s not good to be hungry all the time. Even if it’s just a basic dinner, he should eat something.
Unfortunately, the man was asleep, so no matter how hard he tried, he could only eat very little.
Scotland sighed helplessly: "You can't be careless about eating. You can't recover if you eat so little. Come on, eat a little more."
After finally feeding some food, Scotland breathed a sigh of relief and began to clean up the remains in the restaurant.
After cleaning up, Scotland remembered about feeding the medicine.
At this time, An You hadn't taken any medicine yet. Without it, she wouldn't be able to recover.
Scotland boiled the water again, stirred it, prepared the medicine, and gave it to the unconscious Anyou.
Looking at the unconscious man, Scotland patted his cheek, trying to wake him up.
After receiving no response, Scotland sighed, "You're so sick, I don't know how to make you recover."
As soon as he finished speaking, he felt a trembling under the palm of his hand. An You woke up, staring at him motionlessly with a pair of bright, beautiful big eyes.
Scotland seemed to come to his senses, "You're awake, how are you feeling? Are you feeling any discomfort?"
An You was silent and quiet. Scotland immediately realized that he was still feeling a little unwell. He was always observant, so he asked gently, "Are you feeling okay? Take your medicine first."
Anyou was still in a semi-conscious, semi-comatose state, and Scotland understood his discomfort.
After feeding Anyou the right amount of medicine, Scotland stared at his lips, his bright red tongue tasting the hot water, softly rolling over it like a kiss.
I don’t know why, but the scene at that time always comes back to my mind.
Scotland's ears turned red instantly when he recalled the scene where he couldn't refuse and let Anyou take what she wanted.
He shifted his gaze, waiting for An You to drink the medicine herself, then took back the medicine bowl and brought it back to the kitchen.
As soon as he entered, he found An You rolling around on the bed again, with a tingling sensation all over his body. Seeing him in pain, Scotland immediately reacted.
He quickly stepped forward and stroked his back, "What's wrong? Are you feeling uncomfortable somewhere?"
"I don't know." An You said aggrievedly. He didn't know what was wrong with his body, but the uncomfortable feeling was getting stronger and stronger, as if he was being roasted on a flame.
When Scotland's palm touched his back, he actually felt the heat in his body eased a little.
Scotland looked at the man in front of him who was eager to get into his arms, and was stunned for a moment. He supported his waist and back, "What are you looking for?"
An You tilted her neck back, grabbed the other person's collar, her cheeks flushed red, her eyes blurred as she murmured, "Hold me."
Although Scotland was surprised by his request, he couldn't refuse. "Ah, oh, okay."
"Hold tight."
"Hold tight, do you feel better now?" Scotland asked softly with a slightly red face.
"No, not enough, not enough." The man in his arms looked pained, his grip on Scotland's collar fading, even his shaking weakening. His voice was sickly. He collapsed limply into his arms.
Scotland held his face in his hands. He couldn't bear to see his disappointed expression. "How can I make you feel less uncomfortable? What else do you need me to do?"
"I feel uncomfortable. Bite me here."
An You pulled her collar, revealing her snow-white skin and beautiful collarbone.
Scotland heard himself swallow.
His throat was a little hoarse, and he asked again uncertainly, "Is this really necessary?"
An You didn't say anything, but just leaned deeper into the arms of the person in front of her.
He could feel that half of his body was in the sea of magma and fire, and the other half was immersed in the sea, as if even the heat was soothed.
A cool breath sprayed on his face, and he instinctively moved closer.
He smelled the scent of the sea, a refreshing, cool, damp chill that was static and lonely at the same time.
It soothes his burning sensation just right, and the place where the skin touches is the most soothing.
An You tore at the collar and took a deep breath of the cold fragrance on the other person's body, as if it was at this moment, this instant.
Only his body temperature could help me calm down a little.
This comforting lasted for a long time, and finally Anyou fell asleep.
He had been tossing and turning for a while, and probably the medicine was taking effect, so he fell asleep in a short while.
Scotland didn't know what he was trying to dig out from his body, and in the end he didn't get it. He just buried his face in his arms and fell asleep completely.
Scotland watched for a moment, then tiptoed away to take a shower.
The rolling around and sticky coquettishness just now made him very angry.
I thought I would resist, but I didn't expect that I would accept it so naturally.
From being at a loss to getting used to it, and then to being addicted, Scotland is about to despise itself.
The cold water flowed over his skin, and as he was washed by the coldness, his mood gradually calmed down, and his rationality returned.
Inwardly, I despised myself for being so addicted. How could I have indulged myself like this? An You was ill and mentally ill, but I was not sick at all. Yet I still joined in the nonsense.
He stepped on the splashing water and left the bathroom, coming to the living room. He poured himself a glass of boiled water to soothe the dryness in his throat.
After calming down and finding his pace, he walked into the bedroom. There was a small lamp on the bedside.
Scotland looked at his profile, his fingertips sliding across his cheek, the smooth feeling immediately spreading across his palm, perhaps he couldn't escape it.
Scotland watched over him until he fell asleep, but he didn't dare to fall asleep deeply. He often woke up after a while to check Anyou's temperature.
Fortunately, his body temperature was normal in the second half of the night, and the scorching temperature gradually dropped.
It seems that the medicine is working. I don't need to see a doctor anymore and I will be back to health soon.
Scotland had a dream. The dream was full of strange lights, countless darkness, and he was speechless. Behind him were countless eyes, staring at him like wolves and tigers.
A voice spoke from the darkness, "Zhu Fu Jingguang, from now on, annihilate your future, forget your past, conceal your identity, and plunge into the darkness. Become a sharp sword unsheathed in the dark night, and sever the proud wings of the Black Organization. This mission is entrusted to you, so please proceed with caution."
Soon several pairs of eyes were judging him.
"He's not suitable."
"If he's an undercover agent..."
"Executed him."
"No, first investigate his identity and the forces behind him."
"Who are his family and friends?"
White papers were spread all over the floor. His inspection report, which contained important data about entering the organization, was thrown on the floor, unnoticed.
At this moment, a pair of soft hands rested on his shoulders and melted into his arms, like sprouting spring branches, clinging to him but also supporting him.
He couldn't see the man's face clearly, but the diffuse warmth always occupied his chest.
The person who should have had a sleepless night had a long-awaited dream.
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