Quick Wear: After being conquered by the male protagonist, he said I was sick

Song Yao came over to return the clothes.

But because of what happened last night, she hesitated at the door holding her clothes.

When Jiang Que came back, he saw Song Yao circling in front of his house.

Perhaps it was because he saw Jiang Que that he stood there at a loss.

"Butler Jiang."

"Ah."

Jiang Que paused: "Something wrong?"

"I'm here to return the clothes."

Jiang Que passed by Song Yao and input the password, then pushed the door open: "Come in and talk."

Song Yao looked at the empty small western-style building, stood there hesitating for a while, and then followed Jiang Que.

Jiang Que went to the restaurant to get some water and signaled Song Yao: "Just put it on the sofa."

"okay."

Song Yao did as he was told.

But after delivering the clothes, Song Yao had no reason to stay. Both sides were silent for a while, and Song Yao was a little embarrassed: "Then I'll leave first."

Jiang Que raised his eyebrows: "Don't you want to stay and have a drink of water?"

How can you seduce me when you are so shy?

Song Yao inexplicably sat on the sofa in the villain's house and drank water.

Jiang Que turned on the TV, which was playing Animal World, and the camera was just showing lions mating.

Song Yao just glanced and then lowered his eyes, holding the water cup in both hands, somewhat unsure of what to do.

Seduce Jiang Que?

How to seduce?

Will I slap him against the wall so hard that he won't be able to get out?

"Is your injury healed?" Jiang Que sat on the sofa two meters away from Song Yao, his back buried in the sofa, as if asking casually.

Song Yao raised his eyes and glanced at him, not understanding the meaning of this sentence, and answered honestly: "Not yet."

Those two siblings were really cruel. It will take at least ten days or half a month for the patient to recover.

Upon hearing this, Jiang Que put down the remote control in his hand, hooked his finger at Song Yao, and motioned him to come over.

Song Yao didn't move. Jiang Que frowned, and the gentle pheromones in the air suddenly changed.

Song Yao's breathing stagnated and he inexplicably thought of last night.

Song Yao put down the cup and walked over.

Suddenly, a hand grabbed him by the waist, turned him half a circle, and he fell on someone's lap.

Song Yao looked back in surprise. The man behind him had already lifted up his clothes and took out a tube of ointment of unknown brand and applied it to the bruise on his lower back.

Because the clothes kept sliding down, Jiang Que pulled them up and told Song Yao: "Hold the clothes yourself."

The cool plaster was applied to the back, and the faint woody scent in the air was soon replaced by the smell of medicine.

Song Yao didn't say anything and held up his clothes with both hands.

Because Jiang Que pulled it high just now, Song Yao bent down slightly, and from Jiang Que's perspective he could see his chest.

Jiang Que resisted the urge to pinch her.

Can't go back home yet? !

After Jiang Que applied the medicine, Song Yao put his clothes back to cover him.

Jiang Que took a quick look and saw nothing, feeling regretful.

When Song Yao left, he also took a few boxes of medicine, saying that they were for treating internal injuries, both for internal and external use.

Standing at the door holding the medicine and looking at the closed door, Song Yao couldn't understand what this man was thinking.

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As the saying goes, if you don't discipline him for three days, he will tear off the tiles on the roof.

Song Yao had just walked out of Jiang Que with medicine in his hand, and was planning to go back through the backyard where there were few people, so as to avoid running into the two siblings.

But the one who should come will still come.

The Lu family is very large, but Song Yao has few routes to move around.

Lu Hui stood in the corner, leaning against the wall, smoking and relaxing, as if what was happening here had nothing to do with him.

Lu Yiwei and several servants surrounded Song Yao, and each servant held a stick in his hand.

Lu Yiwei wanted to avenge the night Song Yao used pheromones to attack her.

This time, he didn't waste time talking to Song Yao. He raised his hand and pressed it down with a smile, saying, "Beat him to death."

Several servants rushed up together.

There were too many people, and Song Yao failed to dodge in time and was hit hard on the back by the stick.

Lu Yiwei stood there, and when she saw Song Yao being beaten, her smile widened: "Song Yao, if you kneel down and beg me, I can consider letting you go."

Song Yao kicked the servant away, snatched the stick from him and started fighting with them. He used the medicine in his hand as a weapon and threw it at Lu Yiwei's face. The sharp box made a small dent on Lu Yiwei's forehead.

Song Yao stared at her coldly: "You are ugly but still want to be beautiful. I feel sorry for you."

"Ah!!" Lu Yiwei covered her forehead and screamed, "Brother!!"

Lu Hui, who had been smoking in the corner, heard his sister calling him. He took a deep puff, threw the cigarette butt on the ground and stepped on it twice.

The red wine-scented pheromones instantly surrounded the area.

Song Yao was involved.

The servants were no match for Song Yao, and when they saw Lu Hui was going to do it himself, they all retreated, covering their wounds.