What Yu Han saw at a glance were the scars on his back, old and new, or different shapes.

He shuddered.

The person sitting on the bed was also stunned, "Uh......"

The flying fox didn't seem to expect Yu Han to come back, so he reacted for a moment, and he quickly strained his clothes.

Buckle it as quickly as possible.

Then hugged the quilt and turned to look at Yu Han.

Yu Han frowned, and said angrily: "Everyone is a man, I don't have what you have, what do you have, what are you trying to hide." ”

He closed the door and walked to the bed as he spoke.

When he got to Flying Fox, he threw the bag he was carrying in front of him.

It was a bag from a pharmacy that contained gauze and some medicine to stop bleeding.

The flying fox saw that the originally chilling light in his eyes instantly warmed.

He raised his head and looked at Yu Han with doting eyes, "You are too skinny." ”

Saying that, he stretched out his hand, Yu Han thought that he was going to take the bag in his hand, but he didn't expect his wrist to be buckled.

Defenseless, he was pulled down and fell on the bed, and then his body was pressed down, and his mouth was sealed again.

Not......

How pro?

Yu Han stared at him and wanted to push the flying fox, but there was a layer of quilt between them, and he couldn't do it.

This time, the flying fox was not as domineering and fast as the previous strong kisses, and it was much more gentle and lingering.

One bite at a time, as if it was going to be devoured by Yuhan.

Suddenly, a drop of sweat slid down from the flying fox's forehead and landed on Yu Han's eyelashes.

Only then did Yu Han realize that the flying fox's forehead was full of sweat, and his hair was wet with sweat, and he realized that his heavy breath was not exactly desire.

It was the injuries on his body that made him miserable.

"Flying Fox ......"

Yu Han was full of strength, and his head missed the lips of the flying fox, "You hurry up and open it for the master." ”

His head was tilted right towards Flying Fox's injured shoulder, and he found brown blood flowing from Flying Fox's black short sleeves and down his arm.

Landed on the white quilt.

"Are you dying?"

I didn't know where to start just now, and now I don't know where the strength came from, so I hugged the flying fox and turned over and pressed him under him.

The flying fox always held the quilt, and a pair of eyes under the mask stared at Yu Han with a scorching gaze.

staring at Yu Han as if he was being roasted by fire, his heart was beating like a beat.

He was stunned, and quickly looked away, "If you want to die, don't die in my bed, master, when the time comes, it is rumored that Lao Tzu killed a man, and my life will be over for me." ”

Yu Han scolded and got out of bed.

With his back to the flying fox.

My face was so hot.

"I'm going to clean it."

Yu Han also got up, carrying the medicine Yu Han got back in one hand, holding the quilt in the other, and walking to the bathroom with his feet.

His whole body was tightly wrapped in the quilt, and only his feet were exposed.

Yu Han's gaze fell on the flying fox's feet, as if a feather had crossed the tip of his heart.

"This guy's feet are not big, and they are quite white."

He muttered quietly as he lifted his feet and looked at them, as if they were much bigger than the dead pervert.

The dead pervert also said that he was like a woman all day long, and he saw him as more suitable to fight women.

After sneering for a while, Yu Han turned around, and the sheets were stained with blood, all dark brown blood.

This is not normal, why is this guy's blood this color?

Yu Hanzheng wondered why the flying fox's blood was brown, and the flying fox came out of the bathroom, "What are you looking at?" ”

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