Kuaiwen is also a huge fan

When Lin Chujiu returned home, the sky outside was already turning pale.

Lin Zimu fell into a deep sleep under the influence of anesthesia, and some color returned to his face. Lin Chujiu and the driver carried Lin Zimu back to his room.

Lin Chujiu put the pen back to its original place, cleaned up the traces to ensure that it would not arouse suspicion, and then returned to Lin Zimuna, otherwise it would be difficult for him to explain how he found him in the middle of the night.

Lin Chujiu came to Lin Zimu's room and saw Lin Zimu lying shirtless on the edge of the bed. After thinking for a while, he opened the closet and found a loose pajamas for him to put on. He also gave Lin Zimu's blood-stained pants by the way. It was also taken off.

At this time, Lin Zimu was lying quietly, without any reaction, like a lamb being slaughtered. Without the obstruction of the gold-rimmed glasses, Lin Zimu's handsome face was more wild and less elegant than before.

When Lin Chujiu was dressing Lin Zimu, he unexpectedly discovered that Lin Zimu still had abdominal muscles. Typically, he would look thinner when dressed and more muscular when undressed. Out of curiosity, Lin Chujiu touched them and didn't notice Lin Zimu's slight smile. Open eyes.

"I'm envious that Lin Zimu actually has abdominal muscles, but I don't." Lin Chujiu touched it again and then lifted the corner of his clothes, revealing his slender waist, and complained softly in comparison.

Under the influence of anesthesia, Lin Zimu could only feel Lin Chujiu's mouth moving, but could not hear clearly what he was saying. His mind was groggy, and his body reacted before his mind. As soon as he turned over, he pressed the unsuspecting Lin Chujiu on top of him. Down.

Warm palms covered her, then the corners of her mouth slightly raised in an arc, and she closed her eyes.

Lin Chujiu was stunned by this sudden turn of events, and when he reacted, he was covered with many heavy bodies.

Wanting to push him away but worried about damaging Lin Zimu's wound, Lin Chujiu's face turned red and she tried calling Lin Zimu a few times.

"Brother! Lin Zimu! Wake up, you pressed me."

The voice was right next to Lin Zimu's ear. Lin Zimu frowned nicely, closed his narrow phoenix eyes tightly, and spoke coquettishly.

"Don't talk, sleepy"

When Bai Xiao saw that the second male lead, whom he thought was an honest man, put salty pig's trotters on the host's waist, he was so angry that he bit the game console in the space.

An old man actually took advantage of his own host!Otherwise Bai Xiao couldn't get out of the room, otherwise he would definitely shave off the old man's hair.

Lin Chujiu had no choice but to pull away Lin Zimu's hand on his waist, so he had no choice but to let him go. Moreover, after the tossing in the middle of the night, Lin Chujiu's face was full of fatigue.

After sleeping until twelve o'clock, Lin Chujiu woke up and looked at the unfamiliar decoration. He was confused for a moment. His mind gradually started to work, and Lin Chujiu finally remembered that this was Lin Zimu's room.

Lin Chujiu was lying alone on the white bed, and Lin Zimu had already gotten up.

Feeling hungry, Lin Chujiu touched his stomach, walked out of the room barefoot, and met Lin Zimu who was holding a bowl of noodles.

Lin Chujiu remembered the scene in the morning and waved to Lin Zimu and said hello, "Hi, good morning, brother."

As soon as he said the words, Lin Chujiu felt a little annoyed again. It was almost noon and he still said good morning.

"Why don't you put on shoes? Go back to my room first." Lin Zimu's eyes fell on Lin Chujiu's bare feet. The toes were pink against the dark carpet.

Don’t you know your feet are frozen on the floor?

Lin Zimu ignored the existence of the carpet and the hot weather in summer.

"I forgot"

Lin Chujiu was a little confused about the second male lead's thoughts. Seeing his tough attitude, he followed the second male lead back to the room.

Lin Zimu put down the bowls and chopsticks and asked Lin Chujiu to sit down. He went downstairs to get Lin Chujiu's slippers.

Lin Zimu knelt down on one knee, gently held up Lin Chujiu's feet, and put on Lin Chujiu's slippers. His movements were so focused that Lin Chujiu was embarrassed.

The injured person was Lin Zimu, but it was the injured person who was waiting for him.

"Okay, let's go wash up. It won't taste good after it gets cold." Lin Zimu didn't wear glasses, and his thick and slightly curled eyelashes formed a shadow, covering the emotions in his eyes.

Looking at Lin Chujiu like this, Lin Chujiu's habit of blushing instantly broke out. "Okay, I get it." Lin Chujiu lowered his head and entered the bathroom in order to avoid Lin Zimu seeing it.

Of course Lin Zimu saw it, but he didn't reveal it or hide it. He stared at Lin Chujiu's back, and his aura of aggression intensified.

After eating the noodles, the two of them had a tacit understanding and said nothing about what happened last night.

Lin Zimu had been staying in the study since the afternoon, seemingly dealing with important matters. It was already 08:30 in the evening, and Lin Chujiu was in trouble with the medicine.

The doctor said that the weather was too hot and he had to change the dressing once a day for fear of wound infection, but looking at the closed door, Lin Zimu didn't seem to be planning to come out yet.

After all, he was busy dealing with things without even paying attention to the wound.

Lin Chujiu was also afraid of disturbing the man's work, so he thought about it and went to wait for him in the man's room.

The man sitting in the office chair was still typing on the keyboard at this time. Lin Zimu's identity was rumored to be an ordinary university professor, but in fact he was the leader of the underground research institute.

The medicine they were studying was something that American experts were jealous of, a medicine to fight an acute infectious disease. The United States had always wanted to keep it privately and sell it to people who were sick at a high price. They had changed their location many times before hiding the address.

Unexpectedly, a traitor appeared this time and leaked the news. Fortunately, Lin Zimu discovered something was wrong and changed the package when the medicine was shipped out. Therefore, what was taken away now was just a waste product.

The real medicine has been escorted by a group of professionals on the way to the infection site.

Lin Zimu's arrival in Chengbei District was also a mistake. At that time, Lin Zimu was drugged and unconscious, so he asked the man's younger brother to drive him back. Seeing Lin Zimu's extraordinary temperament, he wanted to blackmail him.

However, the United States will definitely not give up here, and Lin Zimu has been exposed, so it is no longer suitable for him to continue to stay in the research institute.

Fortunately, the potion has been successfully developed. Otherwise, without Lin Zimu's leadership, the research institute would have spent much time and energy.

Lin Zimu's tapping movements on the keyboard are getting faster and faster, and the wound on his shoulder is already oozing with blood. What he has to do now is to destroy all the footprints, create a new identity, and spend the last six months with his brother. .

Thinking of this, Lin Zimu's eyes were filled with smiles.

At ten o'clock in the evening, Lin Zimu finished everything.

At this time, half of his shoulders were soaked with blood. Smelling the smell of blood on the tip of his nose, Lin Zimu frowned in disgust.

When he returned to the room, Lin Zimu felt a warm current flow through his heart when he saw the person sleeping in disarray on the bed, and there was a trace of emotion hidden deep in his eyes that was not easy to detect.

Lin Zimu tucked in the quilt, turned off the light, closed the door gently, and took the medicine to Lin Chujiu's room.

After briefly treating the wound, he slept for the first time in this bed filled with Lin Chujiu's scent. Wrapped in the faint smell, Lin Zimu slept particularly comfortably.