Chapter 195

He Mian held her wrist, but not too tightly. The wrist was so thin and soft, and he didn't dare to use too much force. He just used a little force to pull her back and sit down, and then said in a dry tone,

"Thank you so much for what happened last night."

This person may not be suitable for such a humble and submissive look. The superior, fierce and serious expression looks more normal.

Nan Yan saw that this man was overly polite and courteous, which was obviously different from his usual arrogant attitude. However, she did not think about it carefully. She just nodded and said, "It's nothing. You also sent me back yesterday. Besides, it was raining so hard and you were sick. I can't just ignore you."

"Okay, if everything is ok, I'll go back to my room and rest. Mr. He, your clothes are probably not dry yet, so you may have to wait a little longer before leaving."

He Mian felt a little anxious after hearing her polite words. It was obviously not what he cared about, so he still held Nan Yan's wrist and refused to let go. He lowered his head and approached her, and asked in a hoarse voice:

"Do you want a big house? Can I move you to another place? The house you live in is really not suitable for human habitation. It's really... shabby."

Young Master He turned around and looked around. Seeing that the paint on the wall was peeling, he originally wanted to use worse words to belittle the other party, but in front of the other party's obviously unhappy expression, he forced himself to change to a slightly more elegant word.

After hearing this, Nan Yan couldn't help but turn around and look at him. The more she looked at him, the more she felt that something was wrong. If this man didn't need something from her, he would never be so humble to her.

She just helped him for one night, was it really necessary to give her a house? It was a house, not a toy model. Did she really think that rich people were fools with lots of money and easy to fool? Did she get all that money from the wind?

Nan Yan looked at him suspiciously until his expression became a little stiff. Then she spoke and refused righteously, "How can this be possible? How can I take your things for free? Besides, I didn't do anything for you last night. Mr. He, please let me go first."

He Mian wanted to nod and say, "I helped, I helped, you helped a lot, he didn't want to let go at all now, let go of this life-saving straw and run away. He finally met her, how could he let go so easily!

He Mian originally frowned, but after realizing that his expression might be a bit fierce, he looked at her with his dark eyes and smiled softly. Then he asked, "What do you like? Do you want a brand name bag? A car or jewelry? Tell me what you like, and I can give it to you!"

After hearing this, Nan Yan was really blind if she still didn't know that this man had an ulterior motive. The last bastard who said he wanted to give her these was obviously trying to please her, but the bastard in front of him couldn't do that. He couldn't even get hard. What else could he possibly want to please her? Could it be her kidneys?

Thinking of this, Nan Yan looked at him with a somewhat strange look in her eyes. She simply stretched out her hand to pry his fingers apart, and her tone became somewhat impatient.

"I've already said I don't want them. Why are you giving me these things? We don't have any close relationship. You're just making me think you're up to something bad."

She said this while staring at him subtly.

That look made He Mian's heart skip a beat.

Seeing that the person next to him was really unhappy, He Mian became even more nervous and anxious. How could he say this? He moved his lips and felt that it was a bit embarrassing, but if he didn't speak, this person would run away.

So He Mian did not hesitate, and simply grasped her wrist, lowered his head and walked over, and said with an obviously uncomfortable expression, "Well, I would like to ask you for a small favor, is that okay?"

She knew that this bastard had something to say, and it turned out that he had no good intentions, just as she thought.

Nan Yan understood, but she still looked up at him in confusion, "Help? What help? Take you to the hospital?"

“Not really…it’s actually very simple.”

He Mian became obviously more uncomfortable after hearing this, especially when he saw the other person staring at him with a pair of clear black and white and moist eyes, looking gentle and quiet.

He Mian's ears turned red uncontrollably, followed by his face. His cold white skin, which had turned pale due to a night of illness, was stained by the blush and looked particularly unnatural.

He still had some sense of shame, so he lowered his head and moved very close. As he moved closer, the handsome three-dimensional features became clearer, and being so close was even more impactful. "Okay, I have something to tell you. I discovered something when I woke up this morning. Do you know what happened?"

Nan Yan didn't know, so she turned to look at him again, "What's the matter?"

He Mian's face turned even redder, and he was still very embarrassed. He turned his head and exhaled lightly, then turned back to look at the other person's gentle, white, jade-like face. He simply made up his mind and was completely shameless. He grabbed her little hand and rubbed the back of her hand gently twice, then leaned close to her ear and said in a hoarse voice, "I seem to be moving. I can do it now."

Huh? You must be kidding.

Nan Yan's expression was even more shocked than his. Her eyes widened slightly and she subconsciously lowered her head to look at that place, but the bed sheet covered it tightly and she could not see anything.

No, she clearly felt it last night, and she didn't have any reaction at all. What's going on? Is it okay to sleep with her for one night? Does she have this ability to cure all kinds of difficult and complicated diseases? Did the system give her a cheat code?

But if you think about it carefully, this matter has nothing to do with her. Why should she think so much? She is not his girlfriend, and as long as he is fine, what does it mean for this man to come to her and tell her something out of the blue?

Nan Yan blushed and immediately pulled her hand out of his palm. Then she said, "What does your problem have to do with me? It's fine as long as you get better. This is your own business. What's the point of you coming here to tell me?"

She wasn't the kind of person who would just do it casually. Could she help him test how well his hand had recovered? He wished.

He Mian's expression inevitably became a little depressed when he heard this. His black hair drooped down at his eyebrows. He moved his fingers. Nan Yan guessed that he wanted to smoke, but now he didn't. He took a deep breath and moved a little closer to Nan Yan. His tone suddenly became a little resentful: "No, it's not what you think. I don't want to do anything to you. It's just... I want to ask you for a small favor, okay? You may not know that I am healed, but it is only half healed. It will soon be gone, and it will not move no matter how I touch it."

He Mian's tone was obviously somewhat shy, and he wanted to grab her hand to let her verify the truth. He had no one to confide in his anguish, so now he could only tell her. Since he knew he was ill, he had never revealed his true feelings to anyone so clearly, and he had always kept it in his heart.

Anyway, they are now like this, and she almost knows all his secrets. It doesn't matter if she says more. Anyway, it's a broken jar and too many lice won't itch anymore. He is simply shameless!

I gritted my teeth, slowed down my posture, and said, as if I wanted to say something but hesitated, "Can you do me a small favor?"

What's the use of saving face? He has been weak for so long, and now there are finally some signs of recovery. How can he not be nervous and excited!

When it comes to a man's dignity, shame is nothing. Not being able to get an erection is the biggest injury in a man's life.

After hearing these words, Nan Yan finally understood. It turned out that this man was still sick. Ha, this was really a good opportunity sent by God, but she would never agree to him so easily.

But how can she help? She is not a doctor.

So Nan Yan felt around and took out the small yellow card from the crack in the sofa. It was the original formula. She looked a little embarrassed and gave him a sympathetic look. She said a few hypocritical words of comfort:

"Mr. He, I really can't help you with this. I'm not a doctor. Why don't you come over here and have a look? There's a phone number for Master Wu under this card. He specializes in treating all kinds of male diseases. Maybe he can cure you."

Nan Yan used her slender white finger to poke at Master Wu's phone number at the bottom of the card.

The look in his eyes was particularly sincere.

How could He Mian agree to this? This was the life-saving straw he had finally found. How could he be willing to let it go? He had felt that he was unlucky before.

But if he hadn't been unlucky, he wouldn't have gotten sick with a fever, wouldn't have encountered this incident, and wouldn't have had any inexplicable reactions. This was fate. Anyway, he was now completely entangled with Nan Yan.

"No, I've been to the doctor, Yanyan...sister, the doctor said that my body has recovered very well, this may be a psychological problem, probably some kind of psychological disorder."

He Mian also knew what it meant to ask for help. He had to lower his head and be respectful and submissive. So his expression became gentler. He continued in a low voice, "I usually don't have any reaction. I didn't have any big reaction to the movie. But it may be because I didn't dare to get close to people before. I just had a little reaction this morning. I guess the stimulation was too great. Can you do me a favor? Can you give me a little more stimulation?"

As he spoke, his attitude became more respectful, with a hint of tentative pleading on his face. When he saw her cough twice, he hurriedly poured a cup of warm water from the table and handed it to her, patting her on the back. He did a very good job of serving her.

南嫣簡直被這人的離譜要求驚到岔氣，她咳嗽了好幾聲，一直到他給拍着順了好久的氣，又接過水杯喝了幾口，這才呼吸平複了點，不過還是覺得難以置信！

這種事情怎麽能随便答應呢？

她又不是專業醫生，更不是他女朋友，再說了，她現在這身份還是鐘嶺名義上的女朋友呢，這種事情要是傳出去了，她豈不成了劈兩條的腿的渣女了。

她可不是那麽随便的人，再說了，她還是很有職業道德的，接私活可不是那麽容易的，于是南嫣立馬義正言辭的推開了人。

“不行，你在說什麽胡話？我現在可是鐘嶺的女朋友呢，你怎麽能讓我做這種事情？”

她要這麽說的話，賀冕沉默了一瞬，伸過去的手指也僵硬了一瞬，他也不知道為什麽，心底居然莫名覺得還有點刺激。

不……人不能，至少不應該這麽無恥的。可這事事關他下半輩子的□□人生啊，他的前半生已經很凄慘了，不能硬還不夠慘嗎？現在這會兒好不容易才找到一點點希望的，難道就這麽放棄了嗎？

于是沉默了一瞬後的賀冕忽然轉頭看了南嫣一眼，他喉頭滾動了一下，側着臉沒好意思看人，類似于某種打着商量的語氣，低聲不自然地問了句，“那你看我怎麽樣？”

“除了一些必要的硬件設備暫時還在修複中，其他方面應該都挺好的，還沒什麽前女友糾紛，要不然，你換個男朋友好不好？”

賀冕開始推銷自己，絲毫不覺得背後挖人牆角這事是一件很不道德的事情。他也能感覺得出來，鐘嶺還對那阮潇潇念念不忘的，估計跟溫南嫣也就是玩玩而已。

既然他不夠認真，那他私下解救被騙少女這難道不是一件好事嗎？何況他們這也是互幫互助，要是她實在不喜歡他，到時候等他真的治好了，兩個人就和平分手，他再給她一大筆金錢補償還不成嗎？

這可不成！

就算要答應，也不能這麽輕易就答應，她這人設還不能崩呢？

南嫣就繼續拒絕道，“不、不行……賀先生，這件事情我真的不能幫你，要不然你去找別人吧？我保證自己一定會幫你保守秘密，尤其是最近發生的事情，絕對一個字都不會透露出去的。”

她一說這話，對面那人的表情頓時更難堪更喪氣了，他又往她旁邊擠了擠，那麽高的個子即便是跟她一樣坐在沙發上也比她高了個頭，這一湊近，就莫名的具有某種深深的壓迫感，再加上他那薄唇抿得緊緊的，感覺她要是再拒絕，他可能就要撲上來了，像發瘋的狗子一樣虎視眈眈。

“不行，我不能再找別人了。你也知道的，我就是想請你稍微試試而已，要是再給其他人知道我硬不起來的事情，我這秘密就真的保不住了，好、好妹妹……”

他也試着拉近了一下兩人的稱呼。

“要不然咱們私底下做的隐秘一點可以嗎？這是正當的醫患關系，我跟你做個約定怎麽樣？你要實在不放心我，我可以寫個保證書，只是需要你幫幫忙而已，絕對不會做任何過分強迫你的事情，更不會打擾你的私人生活，你不說，我也不說……可以嗎？”

這話說的，好像他們倆在偷偷摸摸搞偷情似的，不過也差不多了，嗯……也不對！

她目前還單身呢，跟鐘嶺那也是工作上的事情，那又不是真的，下班了她照樣可以接點私活，就是這私活有點掉節操。

南嫣被他糾纏得有些受不了了，頭疼，這人不知道是不是在她面前徹底放飛自我了，真是本性暴露得十分徹底。

他把腦袋又探過來了，那收緊的嗓音裏還帶些懇求的意味，格外的主動跟自然，這人從前明明是很好臉面的，現在不要臉之後，底線是一降再降，就差沒過來撒嬌了。

可二哈撒嬌那也是神經兮兮的，他現在看上去一點也不冷酷不兇猛了，也沒初見時那麽氣焰嚣張又霸道了，尤其本性暴露之後，真的是那種給點甜頭，就躺平任撸的狀态。

大概訓狗也就是這樣的，可這是人又不是狗，他哪有狗子那麽可愛！

于是南嫣就裝出一副嫌棄的模樣，好似被糾纏得受不了，又實在拗不過他了，只能煩悶随口問了句，“那你要我怎麽幫嘛？我又不是醫生，要是給你治壞了，你不怪我嗎？”

“不怪不怪。”賀冕下意識地就搖頭保證，然後關于那個“怎麽幫？”的問題也把他給攔住了，他也沒想到自己求着求着南嫣真的就同意了，這下他的厚臉皮也有些繃不住了，不自然地發紅，然後問她：“那、那你能接受的最大尺度是什麽樣的？”

這還用說嗎？南嫣掃他一眼，當然是脖子以下全都禁止！

說實話，他的實戰經驗是不怎麽夠的，應該不止是不夠，他壓根就沒雄起過，萎了哪還能有什麽接觸漂亮妹妹的機會呢？

南嫣眉頭微微蹙着，擡頭看他，“這種事情你還來問我嗎？你以前看醫生的時候是怎麽檢查的，那就照着樣子來不就行了嗎？你要是不會的話，我就不幫你了。”

那怎麽能一樣呢？他去醫院那都是正規分析病理，跟現在這情況明顯是不一樣的。

賀冕有些着急，可這種事情着急也是不行的，他下意識地抓着南嫣的手，明顯能感受到她不耐煩的情緒了，于是心一橫，幹脆也不猶豫了，紅着耳根湊過去，“那你……那你……稍微幫我摸一下可以嗎？我也不太會，咱們倆慢慢研究，長期合作治療可以嗎？”

他說着臉龐也紅了，再能耐的人到了他這地步也是會羞恥的，最後一層遮羞布也徹底被掀沒了，“我給你錢，不、不是給……別誤會，是支付你醫療費用。五千塊一次，咱們倆這是正經合作，我從前去醫院也差不多也是這個價格。”

其實他也不知道具體價格，但應該不能給太多，免得她誤會就不好了。

反正就把這事當作是正常人之間的幫忙，這樣她大概就沒有心理負擔了，估計也不會覺得很難受了。

南嫣看他一眼，心底了然了，不過面上還是那副不太高興的樣，“摸一下就行了嗎？那你想我怎麽摸摸？”

怎麽摸摸？

賀冕憋着呼吸，一張冷冰冰的俊臉漲得微紅，大概也是被這個問題問住了，轉頭看了她一會兒，她好像沒什麽情緒起伏，眼裏還有點嫌棄不耐煩的樣子。

賀冕心頭平複一點，在內心再次強調一遍，這是正常的檢查流程，沒別的意思，真沒別的意思，再說了，大家都是成年人了，成年人之間的關系哪有那麽複雜嘛，就是互幫互助，錢貨兩清。

賀冕心一橫，幹脆徹底不要臉了，抓着人家軟綿綿的小手就塞床單裏了，然後兩人大眼瞪小眼的，面面相觑。

他看到南嫣那雙黑白分明的眼睛微微睜大，眼睫也跟着輕輕顫了下，那張白淨似秀玉的面龐也開始變得微紅。

他自己也覺得羞恥，羞恥中還帶了那麽一點點不為人知的刺激感，胸腔心跳忽然跳得很快，呼吸也有些微喘，這種感覺，讓他隐約覺得自己馬上就可以雄起了。

可半晌過後，他家兄弟仍舊安靜如雞，像吃了安眠藥一樣，半點反應都沒有。

這……這不對勁啊。

賀冕喉結動了下，他心裏有些着急，一着急就開始冒汗，原本冷峻的臉龐紅了又有些發白，大概是有些失望，失望中帶着某種緊張感，抓着南嫣的手就更緊了。

南嫣的手指一直沒動過，都是賀冕帶着她動的，他深呼吸了一口氣，又帶着她的手指輕輕揉壓着，呼吸微微有些急促。

然後低頭将腦袋湊過去，聲線低啞，“好不好？你得負責一點，說好了要幫我的，你……幫幫忙，不能見死不救的，好不好？”

聽着這人刻意壓低聲音發出低沉沙啞的調子來求歡，南嫣差點沒忍住當場把他撲倒，狗男人，他是怎麽做到的？一個大男人在這種時候壓着嗓子苦苦哀求真的很難讓人把持得住啊。

他想伸手去抱南嫣，想摟她的腰，但那只手剛伸過去就被人啪的一巴掌拍開了，她不給他碰，賀冕覺得自己有點委屈。

可現在沒辦法，他有求于人就得老老實實的聽話，既然不給摟腰，他就只能一只手支在她身後的墊子上，慢慢靠近了，像是要從後面将她整個人圈在懷裏一樣。

南嫣側着臉沒看床單底下的動靜，看也沒用，兩人努力了十來分鐘，都摸了個遍了，還是軟趴趴的，半點反應都沒有。

南嫣這下是真嫌棄了。

這男人，一如既往的中看不中用啊。

她側過臉看到賀冕露出一副備受打擊又難以置信的樣子，那人表情羞憤欲死，大概是想挖個坑幹脆把自己活埋了算了。

"You still can't seem to do it."

After the two of them worked hard for another ten minutes, Nan Yan was obviously a little impatient. This time her hands were really sore, and she said this fact with great disgust.

"No...it's not what you think. Don't give up. It may be that it is a little shy. We just need to get to know it better."

He Mian pursed his lips, which had turned a little pale at this moment. He wished he could rush over and hug her thighs tightly and not let go. Nan Yan was very disgusted, so despite the efforts of both of them, his brother remained quiet and had no reaction.

Nan Yan now began to suspect that he had a dream that drove him crazy and then had hallucinations. This was obviously not acceptable!

So she asked, "Did you get confused during sleep and dream that you were fine, but it was all a dream..."

He Mian glared at her resentfully. He felt that this person was laughing at him, laughing at his wild imagination. But he clearly felt it this morning. How could such a thing be false? How could he be dreaming?

He turned to look at Nan Yan's face, and his eyes moved down to her lips.

Her lips were red and moist as if coated with honey. They were thin, the right size, and slightly curled. When she pursed her lips, she looked very gentle. But her expression now showed obvious impatience, and a hint of visible disgust. Yes, there is no man who cannot be disdained.

He Mian felt that he had brought great shame upon himself.

He leaned closer to her and could vaguely smell the fragrance of her hair. He Mian wanted to reach out and hug her, so he put his arms behind her back and spoke slowly.

"Or...can you kiss me?"

"Saving a life is better than building a seven-story pagoda... You saved not only one life, but also the lives of my future descendants. Can I just kiss you once?"

He stared at those rosy lips and lowered his head involuntarily. He felt that he was still not in that state. Perhaps a purely doctor-patient relationship between the two of them was not enough. Some close contact was needed, and kissing should be enough.

He leaned over with his head down, his hair on his forehead was a little loose. Nan Yan saw that his eyes were shining dimly and he looked a bit like a pervert. He might really be too frustrated, he looked a bit weird, and his eyes were still flushed.

Nan Yan turned her head away to express her disgust.

She didn't want to play with this mentally ill and stupid dog anymore.

He Mian hesitated and started to pester her again. He coaxed her for a long time with sweet words until his lips became dry. He pursed his lips, lowered his head, and inexplicably revealed a somewhat melancholy expression.

Nan Yan finally looked at him, "Just this once? If not, you are not allowed to bother me again in the future."

"Okay, okay, I promise." He Mian's hands trembled as he promised her, "If it doesn't work out again, I will definitely not pester you anymore."

As soon as the words fell, the person opposite kissed her directly.

Their noses touched lightly, and He Mian's hands finally reached Nan Yan's waist as he wished, and then slowly moved up along the waistline. His hands couldn't help but hold her shoulders, subconsciously wanting to hold her tight.

He had no experience in kissing, but having no experience didn't mean he couldn't do it. He had studied it seriously before, so he was naturally good at it. He slowly licked and bit the two thin lips. Her lips were moist and soft, and the soft touch was inexplicably addictive when kissing.

He Mian did not dare to bite too hard, for fear that it would hurt her and make her angry and refuse to do it anymore. He could only pry her lips open little by little and slowly deepen the kiss.

Nan Yan just thought of herself as being bitten by a dog. This guy really acted like he was gnawing at a bone. He looked gentle, but was quite fierce when he got aggressive, and he also liked to bite people.

Nan Yan stared at his eyelashes with her eyes closed without blinking. After staring for a long time, she found that she was a little dizzy. This was normal. This was a common reaction after kissing for a long time without taking a breath.

He Mian may have had some deliberate mentality at the beginning, but in the end he obviously felt something was wrong, his heartbeat slowly accelerated, and his true nature was exposed later in the kiss.

He had been so submissive before, but in this situation he was still the dominant one. His eyes changed, and he lowered his body, holding her wrist and moving slowly down. The two looked at each other.

She heard the man's low voice, and when he spoke again, his voice was slightly hoarse and restrained, "Feel it... Is there any movement?"

Obviously, standing there, the moment Nan Yan felt it, her eyes widened slightly. This man actually got up. This was not good. When she was thinking about how to get through this, the stupid man actually rolled over from her body and got up directly.

Then he rushed into the bathroom wrapped in a bed sheet, looking excited and weird. Before leaving, he did not forget to take his mobile phone with him. What did he want to do with the phone? To take a photo as a souvenir of the first time?

Nan Yan: “…”

This was a little different from the script she had imagined.

What should she say to this bastard?

Was she just abandoned like that?

When the noise in the bathroom finally died down, Nan Yan saw the man inside push open the door with a "whoosh" sound, then rush over and hug her, pulling her off the sofa into his arms, touching her shoulders with both hands, staring at her with eyes shining brightly.

"Yanyan, can we do it again?"

Nan Yan pushed his face directly this time. He insisted on coming over, so Nan Yan slapped him hard, "No, go away! Don't touch me. We agreed that it's just this once. Find someone else next time. I won't help you. Why are you still holding on to me?"

He Mian was slapped until his face turned red, but he refused to let go. He didn't know what was wrong with him, but now it was different. He was really capable, so he kept pestering her, "My dear sister, can you bear to watch someone die without helping? I didn't do anything else for just a kiss, and you saw it. I didn't lie to you."

It was okay if he didn't say it. When he said this, Nan Yan became obviously more unhappy. She felt like she had become his tool. How could she bear this? So she squeezed his face hard with both hands. His skin and flesh were tight, and Nan Yan just pulled at it.

"I said no and it means no, let me go, or I will bite you."

He Mian felt his face was numb, and he didn't know how he had offended her. Could it be that he had bitten her too hard when they kissed just now?

"Then bite it. It doesn't matter if it hurts..."

As soon as he finished speaking, Nan Yan bit his shoulder. He Mian hissed and felt his body tense up. Just as he was about to feel something, he suddenly heard a cell phone ringing on the coffee table opposite him.

"Your phone is ringing? Someone is calling you so early in the morning?"

It was obviously not his, his phone was still on the sofa. Nan Yan pushed the person away and turned to touch the phone on the coffee table. As soon as she got it, she saw the name displayed on the screen was her boss Zhong, so she subconsciously pressed the answer button.

"Hey, Zhong..."

She had just replied with a "hello" and hadn't even finished her words when He Mian behind her acted like a clingy silly dog. He refused to sit properly on the long sofa and had to squeeze in with her, sitting shoulder to shoulder with her.

But he was so tall, with long arms and legs, and he refused to put on his clothes properly. When he came over, his force was too strong, and he almost pushed Nan Yan to the floor.

Fortunately, he knew to hold on. Seeing that Nan Yan was about to fall, he subconsciously reached out and hugged her waist, muttering, "Be careful, I'm sorry, I won't squeeze you..."

This voice obviously also came through the mobile phone. Zhong Ling heard the deliberately low male voice and the familiar and natural tone, and his face changed instantly.

He clenched the phone tightly and lowered his head subconsciously. His eyes seemed somewhat deep under the dim blue light of the screen. He glanced at the time on the phone again. It was only a little past seven o'clock. Was Yanyan already outside at such an early time?

Zhong Ling stared at the screen for a long time with a blank expression, then asked in a low voice, "Hey, Yanyan, who are you with now?"