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

After wiping his head with the towel a few times, Song Yuan put it on his shoulders and sat over it.

The injury was on the outside of his arm, which he had hit while working.

The two men got closer, and Jiang Que lowered his head and used a cotton swab to apply medicine to him. There was a faint smell on his body, unlike other men who were filled with the indelible smell of cigarettes and alcohol.

The closer you get, the better it smells.

The cold medicine was applied to the wound to disinfect it, and the slight stinging sensation made Song Yuan turn his head to look at him.

The man had very long eyelashes, and when he lowered his eyes to apply medicine to himself, a small shadow was cast by the light above his head. His quiet and smooth profile approached, his facial features were so exquisite, so close that it seemed as if even the hair could be seen.

Song Yuan was seduced by the man, swallowed his saliva, and crushed his legs with his hands.

"Jiang Que."

The medicine was applied quickly. When the man finished wiping and threw away the cotton swab and turned around to cover the medicine, Song Yuan looked forward and asked the question he had been mumbling for a long time: "Why... are you helping me."

What he said was more than just applying medicine.

With so much money, he couldn't even guarantee that he could pay it back.

And this person dares to borrow.

Shouldn't he laugh and ridicule him madly, or take his debt and torture and exploit him bit by bit? For the sake of money, he will keep listening to him and be trained by him into a puppet without dignity and soul.

Instead of it being like now, where no conditions are mentioned.

Instead, it made him very uneasy.

Jiang Que put the medicine on. After hearing his question, he gave him an unreadable look and laughed at him: "I like saving Fengchen. Do you have any objection?"

"As the old saying goes, people may not remember the icing on the cake, but people will remember the help in times of need for a lifetime, because you will remember not only the person, but also the embarrassment that made you swear not to repeat the same mistake again. And I happened to appear in your embarrassment and played a role in it."

"A dragon trapped in shallow water. With Boss Song's ability, I don't believe you can't turn things around."

Jiang Que's words were light, but they were enough to shock Song Yuan.

It turns out that this is how this person sees him.

He always thought that this person had no vision.

"What if I really can't recover? All your money will be wasted and you won't be able to get it back."

Song Yuan looked serious and gave him some preventive measures first.

When talking about money, the man next to him narrowed his eyes, stared at Song Yuan's eyes, and smiled strangely: "Guess."

After saying that, without waiting for Song Yuan's answer, he put the collected medicine back.

Leaning back on the sofa, he nudged Song Yuan with his toes in a bad mood and urged him, "I'm hungry. Go cook."

Song Yuan: “…”

...

Song Yuan is not a very good cook, and Jiang Que's family doesn't have much vegetables, so he just ordered two bowls of noodles that looked pretty good.

While eating, Song Yuan had been observing Jiang Que's expression. Seeing that he didn't complain about the taste, he picked up the chopsticks and started eating the noodles in a slightly better mood.

After eating, Song Yuan went to wash the dishes, and Jiang Que ran to the balcony and started talking on the phone to someone.

Song Yuan came out after washing the dishes and heard something. From the tone of their voice, it sounded like it was someone from his family.

Jiang Que was on the phone, and Song Yuan came out and tried to be as quiet as possible.

Song Yuan dug out the bank card that Jiang Que had given him from his dirty clothes and placed it on the coffee table. After eating and drinking, he packed up and prepared to go back.

Jiang Que stood on the balcony with his back against the railing and made a phone call. Through the glass door, he saw Song Yuan walking around stealthily. He was too lazy to listen to the original owner's elder brother chattering on the phone, so he hung up the phone, opened the glass door and went back.

He strode to the entrance, grabbed the back of Song Yuan's collar as he was about to change his clothes and stood him up: "Leaving now?"

Song Yuan pulled his collar back, afraid that it would strangle his neck, so he had to stand up straight: "If it's any later, there will be no car."

"I put the card on the coffee table. There is still 5 million in it. Thank you very much for your trust. Don't worry, I won't run away. I will go back and make money to make up for it for you."

Song Yuan made a solemn promise.

"Song Yuan." The man holding his collar behind him called him.

"Huh?" Song Yuan turned around.

At that moment, the man let go of his collar, put his arm around his waist and kissed him accurately.

Because of the impact, Song Yuan's body retreated backwards and was just pushed against the cabinet shelf by the man.

Song Yuan couldn't escape from the strong and long kiss. Apart from being dazed for a while at the beginning and then being trapped between Jiang Que and the shelf, he could only give a naive response after he came back to his senses.

"Are we leaving?" the man asked him.

Song Yuan didn't kiss her enough, he stared at her lips with thick eyes and shook his head.

Without waiting for Jiang Que to continue, Song Yuan raised his head and moved forward.

We kissed for a while at the door.

The two people who had been struggling for a whole night were finally bent over and carried into the room.

Jiang Que only responded with two words: "I'm afraid."