Han Zhen was taken aback, hugged his chest and stepped back, and said with a defensive expression: "You...... What do you want to do? ”

Huo Quzhi immediately knew that he had misunderstood, so he pretended to be vicious and said, "What are you thinking nonsense? I'm just trying to help you with the medication. ”

Han Zhen said in his heart: Let you help me take medicine? It's a shame to think about it, absolutely not!

"Just give me the medicine, I'll take it myself." Han Zhen said: "And your hand is injured, you can't help me." ”

"I hurt my palm, not my finger." Huo Quzhi said: "Besides, can you reach it yourself?" ”

Han Zhen stupidly stretched out his hand behind him to try, and it involved the injury on his waist, and he immediately grinned in pain.

"Go to bed and lie on your stomach." Huo Quzhi said: "Didn't you let it go quite before?" Why are you squirming and pinching again? You and I are both men, so don't be ashamed. ”

Say I'm squirming and pinching? Who was shy to answer just now, and couldn't even speak? Now I was angry, but I talked about him.

Han Zhen couldn't be excited, and immediately took a deformed step, came to the side of the bed majestically, lay down on the bed, and lowered his profane pants to the crook of his knees, and said arrogantly: "Come on!" ”

Huo Qu was sick and sat down on the edge of the bed, reached out to open the robe covering Han Zhen's buttocks, and unintentionally rubbed a piece of slippery buttocks with his fingertips, and suddenly his heart shook.

Han Zhen tensed and muttered in a low voice, "What are you doing touching my ass?" ”

Huo Quzhi blushed and said, "I just accidentally touched it." ”

Huo Quzhi dipped his right index finger in some Jinchuang medicine, and wanted to wipe it on Han Zhen's injury, but his buttocks were tightened, and Huo Quzhi had no way to start, so he said in a slightly hoarse voice: "What are you doing so tightly?" Just relax. ”

Han Zhen was ashamed and angry, buried his face deep in the soft pillow, and said pitifully: "I can't relax......"

Huo Quzhi was actually more nervous than him, his heart was beating like a drum, and his hands were shaking.

Although Huo Quzhi was not awake when the two were happy, there were still broken memories in his mind.

He remembered the soft, tight, scorching sensation he remembered very clearly.

As soon as he thought of probing his finger into the place where the ** bone was eroding, Huo Quzhi's body was restless, no different from taking love medicine.

But the medicine always has to be on.

Huo Quzhi suppressed all the charming thoughts with a strong will, and said calmly: "The more you are like this, the longer the time will be consumed, it is better to let go as soon as possible, let me take the medicine, and we will all live in peace." ”

Han Zhen felt that what he said was particularly reasonable.

It's a knife both horizontally and vertically, so it's better to be crisp.

He tilted his head, inhaled, exhaled, inhaled, exhaled, trying to relax himself.

Huo Quzhi saw that he was relaxed, and hurriedly sent his fingers stained with medicine in.

Both of them were tightened.

Han Zhenzhong buried his face in the pillow again, opened his mouth to bite the pillow surface, and did not let himself make a sound.

Huo Quzhi turned his face slightly, turned his fingers, and evenly applied the medicine to the soft inner wall.

After two or three times, the medicine was finally applied.

Huo Quzhi put the golden medicine aside, coughed, and said, "Okay, you can put on the dirty pants." ”

Han Zhen quickly put on his dirty pants, turned over and got out of bed, dropped a "thank you", and ran away.

At the same time, Huo Quzhi also let out a sigh of relief and fell straight on the bed.

There is still a residual smell of Han Zhen's body on the quilt, which smells very good.

Huo Quzhi sank down and thought back to this crazy night.

Regardless of the antecedents, he and Hazelnut eventually had the most intimate relationship.

Although the little hazelnut made him act as if nothing had happened, how could it be? What happened is what happened, and it can't be erased.

Huo Quzhi even felt that he was a little bit of a marrow eater.

When the little hazelnut bathed him, when he drugged the little hazelnut, that feeling of excitement, he knew very well what it meant.

He wanted little hazelnuts, the second time, the third time......

But what does this mean? Does it represent ...... Like? Or is it just desire-desire?

Huo Qu's disease can't be distinguished.

He had never liked anyone in his life, and he didn't know what it was like to like someone.

Suppose, he really likes little hazelnut, what should he do? How do you please the little hazelnuts? How do you make Hazelnut like she likes him like he does?

Huo Quzhi turned over and felt a little ridiculous.

I haven't figured out anything yet, so I started thinking about what I didn't have.

It was late at night, but he didn't feel sleepy.

is tossing and turning like him, as well as Han Zhen.

Han Zhen and Huo Qu were suffering from the same sorrow.

What is the relationship between him and Huo Quzhi now?

Originally, it was just a simple master and servant, but when such a thing happened, no matter how much he persuaded himself not to take it to heart, Quan thought that he had been bitten by a dog, and he would be fine when the wound healed, but deep down there was something similar to expectation.

Han Zhen couldn't tell what he was expecting, but this expectation made him a little excited and a little melancholy.

Han Zhen pulled the quilt over his head and warned himself to stop thinking nonsense.

Go to sleep, and when the sun rises as usual, it will get better.