Si Qingmo opened his mouth proudly, but Cheng Yinian raised the cup too low and he couldn't drink at all. He said, "If you can't drink, raise it higher."

Cheng Yi Nian raised his hand, and as a result, all the water poured out with a splash, covering Si Qingmo's body.

Si Qingmo gritted his teeth angrily, "Cheng, Yi, Nian, you did it on purpose, didn't you?"

Cheng Yi Nian blinked. She swore to God that she didn't mean it. He said the cup was too low to drink, so she raised it.

She quickly put the cup down and said, "Well, I'll wipe it for you."

She took out a few pieces of paper and wiped him randomly. She wiped his chin first, then wiped his chest. She pressed her hand on his chest. She was surprised. He looked quite thin and felt thin. It's quite meaty, and since the meat is so hard, it must be all muscle. Does it have chest muscles?

Cheng Yinian couldn't help but stretched out his hand and touched it twice, then continued to wipe it down until it reached the top of his thighs.

Si Qingmo felt as if those small hands were magical, making him feel uncomfortable wherever they landed.

But at this moment, the hand that stirred up the fire actually landed on his sensitive part. He gritted his teeth and said, "Cheng Yi Nian, where are you touching? Do you want to take advantage of me so much?"

Only then did Cheng Yinian realize where she had rubbed it, but she didn't panic. She calmly continued wiping it a few more times and said, "I don't even care about your thing, which is not as thick as a ham sausage."

Hearing this, Si Qingmo felt like his head was on fire. He gritted his teeth and said, "Cheng, Yi, Nian."

"What?" Cheng Yinian threw the pieces of paper into the trash can.

"Are you teasing me?" Si Qingmo asked with raised eyebrows.

Cheng Yinian pursed his lips and said, "I'm just telling the truth."

"Tell the truth?" Si Qingmo stared at her deeply, "Then do you want to take a look?"

As he spoke, he reached out to unbutton his pants.

Cheng Yinian's eyes suddenly widened, "Si Qingmo, you stinking hooligan."

After saying that, she carried the garbage in the ward and said, "I'll take out the garbage."

Then, he left the ward with chaotic steps.

Seeing her look like that, Si Qingmo smiled lowly, "I feel shy now, I thought she was so bold."

He just put his hands on his waist and didn't really want to unbutton his pants, so she was so frightened.

He exhaled and lay on the bed, his clothes were wet and he felt really uncomfortable.

He simply stood up, took out a piece of clothing from the closet, and planned to change into it.

He lives in a single VIP ward, which is fully equipped with all facilities. The main focus is a comfortable environment, so the layout here is very much like a home.

Shen Yixiao brought Si Qingmo's clothes and put them in the closet, intending to let him stay here until his injury was completely healed.

Si Qingmo took out a shirt and a pair of trousers and changed them silently.

Cheng Yinian washed his face in the bathroom and relaxed for a while before returning to the ward.

When she opened the door and came in, Si Qingmo had already changed his pants and was about to put on a shirt.

His upper body was bare, and as expected, as Cheng Yinian felt, his muscles were tight and he had a very stylish figure.

It's just that there is a scar on his back, which is very deep and long. His skin is relatively white, the texture is firm, and the skin is also very tight. The scar on his back looks particularly ferocious.

Cheng Yinian stood at the door, looked at the scar, and took a deep breath.

Si Qingmo was an extremely perceptive person. When he heard her inhalation, he turned around and saw her standing at the door, staring at his body.

At this time, he had already put on his shirt, but he had not yet buttoned it up.

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