Su Nianan took Han Mochen's hand, the specks of blood were reflected in Su Nian'an's eyes, Bei Yan bit his lip lightly, his heart was angry and aggrieved, unspeakably uncomfortable and suffocating, Su Nian'an only reacted now, it turned out that he was distressing Han Mochen.

"You're so reckless, I, I'm just..."Su Nian paused, opened his mouth silently, and didn't dare to bring up the previous topic again. Han Mochen let go of his clenched fists, closed his eyes, and looked at Su Nian'an's appearance, unable to say anything for a while, and the air froze for a while.

"If you don't go to bandage, watch what I'm doing, just see my injuries heal." Su Nianan gently pushed Han Mochen's chest with his hand, and quickly withdrew his hand after touching the blazing fire. His brain was a mess, and Su Nianan didn't know what was wrong with him, he only felt that his face was hot, but his mouth couldn't help but reply to Han Mochen, but his awkward appearance was extremely cute and charming in Han Mochen's eyes.

Han Mochen's face was not obvious, but he was happy in his heart, he secretly thought to himself that Su Nianan still cared about him, and the corners of his lips hooked an arc that was not obvious. His eyes were full of tenderness, and he picked up Su Nian'an's messy hair with his hand, and gently touched Su Nian'an's face, feeling so wonderful, his heart had never beaten so fast.

"Then are you still leaving, my hand is injured, do you have to take care of me? I'm a wounded man now, you are not allowed to leave me, in case something happens to me, it will not be good. Han Mochen said to Su Nian'an a little scoundrel, even the tone of his voice was forced to drop two tones, and his low and soft voice almost sparked Su Nian'an's ears.

"I'll help you to the lounge first. Su Nianan just pursed her lips, but did not respond to Han Mochen's words, and changed the topic bluntly. Su Nian'an's eyes were a little dazed, only the specks of blood on the wall were telling the owner of his gaze what had just happened.

Han Mochen saw that Su Nian'an was not speaking correctly, and suddenly fell silent, not knowing whether he was lost or bitter in his heart. You can't escape, Su Nian'an. Han Mochen thought to himself in his heart, but he didn't say anything more, obediently followed Su Nian'an, and was helped to the lounge by Su Nian'an

The beige curtains were blown by the wind, and a few green plants were happily growing on the windows. Su Nianan placed Han Mochen on the sofa, rummaged through the medical box in the lounge, and finally found the medical box at the bottom of the cabinet. When I opened the medical kit, everything inside was still complete. Su Nianan carefully checked the shelf life and use methods of the drugs, and listed all the medicines he needed.

"Give me your hand. Su Nianan gently dipped a small amount of alcohol with cotton, and said to Han Mochen without raising his head. Han Mochen handed his injured hand to Su Nian'an, watching Su Nian'an seriously disinfect his injured hand, and a trace of sweetness appeared in his heart, which was quiet and beautiful for a while.

Cool alcohol was applied to the injured hand, and the coagulated blood clot was carried away, revealing a hideous wound. After Su Nianan carefully used alcohol to help Han Mochen eliminate the poison, he gently pushed it away with the ointment, covered the wound, and then bandaged the injured area with gauze round and round. In order to facilitate Han Mochen to use his hands flexibly, Su Nianan also flexibly tied a dead knot, which would neither loosen nor be too tight.

"Okay, I'll take care of your injuries, don't eat anything spicy, be careful of the wound being inflamed. Su Nianan put all the medicines back into the medicine box neatly, and carefully packed the used drug waste in a small plastic bag and placed it next to the trash can, planning to throw it away again when the time came.

Han Mochen looked at Su Nian'an's busy appearance, and his eyes were full of Su Nian'an's appearance. Su Nianan put his things away and looked back at Han Mochen, only to find that Han Mochen was looking at him with his eyes hooked. I panicked all of a sudden, and I didn't know what to do.

"I haven't finished dealing with today's work yet, I'll take a step first, you take a slow rest, it's not too late to leave when you've rested enough. Su Nianan clapped his hands uneasily, smiled awkwardly at Han Mochen, and turned around to leave the lounge.

"Wait, Su Nian'an, come over first. Han Mochen suddenly stopped Su Nian'an, and his voice became a little low. Su Nianan didn't know why, but when he heard this voice, he suddenly felt a little dangerous. At a loss, he turned around and walked over to Han Mochen who was sitting on the sofa with a somewhat puzzled face.

"What's wrong? Anything else? I... Hmm..."Su Nianan slowly approached Han Mochen, and when he wanted to ask what was wrong, before he could finish speaking, Han Mochen stretched out his hand, pulled Su Nianan into his arms, and tightly imprisoned Su Nianan and did not let go.

Su Nianan was unsuspectingly pulled by Han Mochen, and let out a muffled snort in surprise. The warm embrace enveloped him, and the faint fragrance stimulated Su Nian'an's nose, Su Nian'an couldn't help but feel a little dizzy, and looked at Han Mochen with a confused expression.

Han Mochen was stimulated by Su Nian'an's rare innocent expression, and his pale pink lips opened slightly in Han Mochen's eyes, revealing a small pink tongue and white teeth. The brain is angry, and the body is also hot and restless. Han Mochen involuntarily pressed his lips lightly on Su Nian'an's lips.

Su Nian'an didn't wake up until Han Mochen kissed him, and he wanted to struggle, but he was worried about Han Mochen's injured hand. The clenched hand loosened and clenched, but it only gently pressed Han Mochen's chest, and from a distance, it looked like a bird snuggling in Han Mochen's arms.

When Han Mochen touched the softness over there, his brain was completely out of control. He never knew it was such a sweet taste, soft to the touch, as if it would shatter if he exerted force. Han Mochen was not willing to stop at the beginning, he wanted to go deeper again, but Su Nianan held the checkpoint to the death, and insisted on not letting Han Mochen go further.

Su Nian'an grabbed Han Mochen's clothes tightly with both hands, it was already very difficult to breathe, she felt that her eyes began to darken, Han Mochen's face began to blur, and she couldn't help but loosen her teeth. Han Mochen was still trying to break through the teeth, but he found that he suddenly let go, and he wanted to take advantage of the victory to pursue, but when he opened his eyes, he found that Su Nian'an's eyes were blurred and his breathing was slightly weak.

Han Mochen seemed to understand something, and smiled lightly, but unfortunately Su Nian'an, who was dying and struggling, didn't hear anything. Su Nian'an was weak, he couldn't push Han Mochen away at all, thinking that he was about to be suffocated, and suddenly he had a breath to cross over, it turned out that Han Mochen was teaching Su Nianan how to inhale and exhale during kissing, Su Nianan couldn't control so much, he only followed his instinctive consciousness, it looked like Su Nianan was taking the initiative to kiss Han Mochen.