Lu Yueting hurriedly helped him up and sat down, he was also quite dizzy, but at the moment, because of worry, he was scared away by drunkenness.

He pinched the bridge of his sore nose, shook his heavy head, and whispered, "I'm sorry." ”

Qiao Yuchen didn't speak, and the mood in his eyes was not very good.

With this kick, she felt like her stomach was kicking through.

Lu Yueting also forgot his preferences, and directly stretched out his hand to pull his nightgown.

Qiao Yuchen almost subconsciously clenched his robe, and his eyes were instinctively resistant: "What to do?" ”

"Look at your injuries." Lu Yueting's voice was serious.

Qiao Yuchen pursed his lips: "I'm not so squeamish, I don't need to." ”

"Doesn't it hurt? I'll take you to the hospital. Lu Yueting said again.

Qiao Yuchen has never liked others to decide his affairs, and a little impatience suddenly rose between his eyebrows: "I said it's okay." ”

Seeing this, Lu Yueting didn't insist, but he was always worried in his heart, he threw a top-heavy taste, and took out the ointment for bruises from the drawer on the side: "Take off your clothes." ”

Qiao Yuchen frowned and did not act.

Lu Yueting didn't like others to disobey him again and again, and looked at him coldly: "Take off your clothes and wipe the medicine." ”

Qiao Yuchen was not hypocritical, there was no need to let his body suffer, so he tore off his nightgown and leaned on the head of the bed.

At the same time, a gust of wind blew, and people who had drunk wine couldn't stand the cold wind the most, Lu Yueting only felt that his temples were suddenly throbbing, he got up first, walked out of the window in three or two steps, closed the curtains, and then turned on the floor heating.

After doing all this, he returned to the bedside, and only then did he notice that Qiao Yuchen's upper body had almost no covering, and his slender legs were also naked, and the only thing that was covered was only a loose pair of underwear.

At this moment, no matter how sexy he is, Lu Yueting didn't feel it.

He has always regarded him as his own brother, and when his brother is injured, the only thing he cares about is his injury.

His eyes came to his stomach, and there was a mark as red as a palm, and he thought that that kick did use some strength.

He squeezed out the ointment, rubbed it on it, and rubbed it gently with his hands.

Different from Qiao Yuchen, Lu Yueting has always been very good at taking care of people, taking care of Lu Beixiao when he was a child, and later taking care of Qiao Yuchen, practicing good rubbing techniques, and the strength is very appropriate.

Qiao Yuchen leaned his head back on the head of the bed, and clearly felt that the cold ointment was slowly heating up on his stomach, until later, it became hot.

He also drank some alcohol, not much, but in such a situation, his body would unconsciously get hot, causing his breathing to be not smooth.

Lu Yueting was still massaging, Qiao Yuchen only felt his body reacting, and in order to avoid embarrassment, he grabbed his hand.

This action was a little sudden, Lu Yueting was stunned, and the eyes of the two were intertwined.

Qiao Yuchen's throat rolled up and down, and in an instant, he opened his hand and narrowed his eyes: "Okay, it doesn't hurt." ”

As he spoke, he retied his bathrobe.

Lu Yueting felt uncomfortable in his stomach, and his body became softer and softer because of drunkenness, he propped up the bed with his hands, supported himself, and looked at him: "What about your friend?" ”

"He's home." Qiao Yuchen replied naturally.

Lu Yueting got up and was about to leave, but he was dizzy for the first time, and he didn't stand up after all.

Seeing this, Qiao Yuchen didn't know where the strength came from, so he reached out and grabbed his wrist.