The Taming of the Ruffian Hero

The two girls had already rushed forward to wipe the wound and apply medicine, Zheng Kai pointed to Lin Wenxi.Lin Wenxi lay quietly on the ground, her face was pale but she didn't make a sound.

Zhang An'an had just seen Zheng Kai "push" Lin Wenxi up, and was about to greet a certain part of Lin Wenxi's back pavilion. Seeing them like this, he couldn't make this joke, and wanted to scold Wang Xiang for being stupid like a cow, and he couldn't even bandage the wound. Won't.But seeing that Wang Xiang bandaged Zheng Kai tightly and handled it in an orderly manner, he was dwarfed by the comparison, the corners of his mouth twisted, and he couldn't say a word, so he could only mutter: "Wenxi, be good, don't be afraid of pain, my sister will help you Get well soon." The two boys felt so tired that they couldn't vomit.

"Does it hurt here?" Su Xiaoman pressed every joint of Lin Wenxi very gently, Lin Wenxi shook his head slowly, finally Shu Xiaoman couldn't help turning Lin Wenxi over, pressed Lin Wenxi's buttocks: "Here...does it hurt? "

Lin Wenxi couldn't laugh or cry, Zhang Anan slapped Shu Xiaoman's hand hard: "Salty pig's hand."

The two girls competed to take care of Lin Wenxi, and Wang Xiang expressed deep sympathy to Zheng Kai who was lying on the ground unable to move: "Brother Kai, look, only birds that can sing have worms to eat."

Zheng Kai wriggled his lips: "Wenxi didn't call out either."

Wang Xiang sighed again: "One day you can't bear the pain anymore, don't just let go, remember to shout out. If you don't make a sound, it doesn't mean you can bear it, it doesn't hurt enough."

Hearing this joke, Zheng Kai took a deep look at Chen Wanxin who had been bending over to look at Zhao Yuan, closed her eyes tightly, and refused to speak.

Wang Xiang suddenly felt tears in his eyes, and tightened the wound on his arm tightly. Zheng Kai just frowned slightly, and Wang Xiang hit his wound with a fist, and shouted frantically: "You are going to give me a hand!" I called out..." Seeing Zheng Kai kicking over, Wang Xiang prolonged the word "come" and flew out, got up and groaned and touched his buttocks, then sat down beside Zheng Kai and remained silent .Shu Xiaoman covered her mouth and smiled: "Sister An'an, your Wang Xiang seems to be bent before Wenxi."

When he spoke, Zhao Yuan climbed up with a sullen face. He untied Shu Xiaoman and asked her to check her injuries. Seeing that Lin Wenxi seemed to be fine, he suddenly stepped forward and rushed towards Zheng Kai. The two quickly scuffled together.Shu Xiaoman saw that although Lin Wenxi was calm and composed, his complexion was strangely pale, and there was a surprising amount of sweat on his temples, so he rushed over to check.

Ordinary boys fight, maybe Zhang An'an and others can persuade them, but the fight between these two boys is undoubtedly a fierce tiger fighting, and they can only avoid the point of fear of harming the fish, so why talk about persuasion.

Moreover, they are really fighting to the death.

Zheng Kai is very powerful, and often hits any part of Zhao Yuan. Zhao Yuan is so painful that he almost falls down on the spot. However, Zheng Kai can only hit Zhao Yuan once with several punches. Pain, but not immediately injured, but Zhao Yuan seemed to be well versed in the "Sun Tzu's Art of War", sometimes making a bold move, sometimes acting according to the situation, letting Zheng Kai hit the rock by himself, and the two fought inseparably.

However, Zhao Yuan was careless and didn't dodge. He felt his eyes go dark, and Zheng Kai hit his face, and suddenly his nose bleeds, and he flew on his back and lay on the ground.When Chen Wanxin saw her, she scolded: "You are an idiot! Why don't you let people tell you about doing stupid things!" She rushed forward to protect Zhao Yuan.Zheng Kai stopped his hands, his head was thundering like thunder, he fell silent, picked up his luggage, and left by the side path.

Zhao Yuan wanted to get up and chase after him, but Shu Xiaoman screamed: "Wenxi, there's a lot of blood..." While leaning towards Lin Wenxi's back with his hand, blood really came out from the palm of his hand, and he became anxious immediately. Hissed and shouted: "Wenxi, show us!"

Not far away, Zheng Kai almost couldn't stand. Just now he knew that Lin Wenxi had bumped into a lot, but he didn't expect it to be so serious, and he could bear it. This Lin Wenxi, why not.Enough man, worthy of association, Zheng Kai suddenly thought, but what's the use of regretting?Next, it seems to be a one-man battle.

Zhao Yuan hurriedly went to the ventilated place to clean up the soil, spread quilts, etc., and set up the tent.

Zhao Yuan carried the medicine box and helped Lin Wenxi go in. Everyone saw that Lin Wenxi's back was already bright red, and the bottom where he was lying just now was even more red with blood.But Zhao Yuan went in alone, so what's the point?

Lin Wenxi never wanted to be topless in front of anyone, even if he and Zhao Yuan had already cultivated the fate of sleeping together.Zhao Yuan sleeps shirtless every night and wears only a small triangle. Lin Wenxi always sleeps with his clothes on. Not to mention Lin Wenxi, Zhao Yuan's heart is as bright as a mirror.

While worrying about Lin Wenxi's injury, Shu Xiaoman was inexplicably happy. She and Zhang Anan smiled at each other, and approached Zhao Yuan's tent step by step with restraint. There was a small slit in the zipper, and there she saw The most unforgettable scenery in this life.

Lin Wenxi was half-kneeling on the cotton pad, with his back to Shu Xiaoman, Zhao Yuan knelt down and was helping him untie his shirt, when he suddenly retracted his hands, as if hesitating.Zhao Yuan pursed his lips and smiled, and happily said something to him, Lin Wenxi let go of his hand, allowing Zhao Yuan to help him unbutton the buttons, which slowly peeled off to his shoulders.The shoulders are as white as jade, soft and smooth, as if a moonlight lingers there, shining silently and shining.The thin shoulder blades shrugged slightly, and the shoulder blades were almost bare, making people feel pitiful and eager to cling to them.The clothes fell off, revealing the entire smooth back.

Lin Wenxi's back, like a distant mountain, is not so sharp and angular, but a touch of ink painting, gentle curves, faintly hidden in the clouds and fog.However, a large piece of scraped flesh in the center oozes blood very conspicuously, and the scratches are so deep that the scraped skin curls up to the sides, showing pain.The strange thing is that Lin Wenxi doesn't have any fat on his body at all. His shoulder blades are facing down, his spine is very straight, and the muscles on both sides are slightly raised. Is a person who exercises regularly.Naturally, it's not like Zheng Kai's body is full of muscles, and it's not like Wang Xiang's body is still a little bloated.In all fairness, Shu Xiaoman felt that even if Chen Wanxin practiced dance so purely, her back was not as good-looking as Lin Wenxi's.It's just the injury on her back that made her unable to hold back the tent tightly, wishing she could rush in immediately.Seeing that Zhao Yuan was about to smear the red potion upwards, Shu Xiaoman finally couldn't help crawling in.

Lin Wenxi turned sideways in surprise, Shu Xiaoman held his nose and almost fell down.Two pieces of clavicle, like jade formless, like willow green, lay across his chest, Shu Xiaoman couldn't help but want to touch and fall in love with them.A solid chest with shallow slits, faint six-pack abs, lightly inlaid in the twill mermaid line, never thought that Lin Wenxi looks like a weak willow, but his body is actually quite masculine, the lines of this body, If it is ground just right to the point, if it is any weaker, it will be limp; if it is more rigid, it will appear rigid and heavy.Shu Xiaoman suddenly forgot what he was doing here, and fell to the ground, unable to move.

Men and women have defenses. Zheng Kai, Zhao Yuan and the others will unscrupulously take off their shirts after military training, play basketball under the scorching sun, and whistle to all the girls onlookers, proclaiming their masculinity and youth, but Lin Wenxi will not.

At home, no matter how hot the weather was, Lin Ziwei would not be shirtless, let alone Lin Wenxi.Lin Ziwei emphasized that men must have style and pursue life. I remember Lin Wenxi asked back at the time: "I want to take off my clothes to be cool." Lin Ziwei frowned and taught: "Then stay in your own room, don't come to the guest room."

Lin Wenxi was not convinced: "My mother and you have seen my whole body, so what do you care about?"

Lin Ziwei became angry: "When I was a child, I was a blank piece of paper. When I grow up, I decide what to draw on the blank paper. Do you want to be painted in a mess, or a famous painting that can be appreciated by others?"

Lin Wenxi curled his lips: "I want an impressionist painting style." In the end, Lin Ziwei gave him a chestnut chisel.

When Lin Wenxi was young, he had a wide range of hobbies, dabbled in a lot, and was eloquent. Lin Ziwei often couldn't speak against him, but he was so angry that he had to do it roughly.Afterwards, Lin Wenxi was shirtless in the main room of the living room, blowing on the electric fan and playing the NES, forgetting Huang Xiya's advice and asking him to watch the cooking.Lin Ziwei just came back, no answer no matter how loudly he knocked on the door, no answer when he called the landline at home, just about to call the locksmith, Lin Wenxi woke up from the nausea of ​​the smell of rice, soberly went to turn off the gas, soberly went to open it. The door, soberly did not put away the red and white machine.This time he was not beaten, and he was fined to cook a satisfactory meal for a month.The so-called satisfactory meal means that if the meal is ready, if one of the parents thinks the taste is not good, they will be fined for one more day until they have enough meals for a month's unanimous vote.Lin Wenxi remembered that time when he was pushed from elementary school to junior high school for a whole summer vacation.So Lin Wenxi was educated in the end, never to be shirtless in front of anyone, he will always be a rigorous and restrained boy. '

Shu Xiaoman's eyes were messed up, but Lin Wenxi was ready to close the buttons.Shu Xiaoman hastily stopped him, stood up and nearly burst the tent, staggered and ran to Lin Wenxi's side.

"Zhao Yuan, don't you know how to sterilize and cut off the dead skin first? It's okay to apply red medicine directly on small scratches, but for such a big scratch, the dead skin may rot from the inside." Shu Xiaoman said from the medicine box He took out medical alcohol, disinfected the tweezers first, and slowly removed the dead skin from Lin Wenxi's wound with the tweezers.

Zhao Yuan saw Shu Xiaoman's soft hands and feet, his gentleness was a little abnormal, and his movements were repeated, he found it troublesome, so he sat cross-legged and looked carefully.Shu Xiaoman did take care of Lin Wenxi with a very rigorous and professional medical process. For example, alcohol cannot be directly applied to the heaviest part in the middle, and it must be approached slowly. However, whenever there is a blood clot that has been tangled into a ball, Lin Wenxi will endure it for a while. Forbearance, she must first gouge out the blood coagulation with a little force.After too long, both Shu Xiaoman and Lin Wenxi were sweating profusely, Shu Xiaoman was over-concentrated, while Lin Wenxi was in pain.

"Does it hurt?" Zhao Yuan grabbed Lin Wenxi's hand, and Lin Wenxi's backhand grabbed it fiercely. Zhao Yuan didn't struggle despite the pain.

Shu Xiaoman looked at the red potion evenly applied on Lin Wenxi's place, and sighed anxiously: "Wenxi, you can really keep silent. I really..." Shu Xiaoman wanted to say, "I'm going to fall in love with you. " But he felt that it was quite inappropriate, and the words came to his lips, and became: "Don't blame me for trouble, only in this way, the scar left by Lin Wenxi's injury will be shallower. Unlike you, there is no good flesh on your body." As he spoke, he pointed at Zhao Yuan's brows, neck, arms, and calves. There were slight scratches everywhere, but two of them looked serious, which should be knife wounds.

She shook her head: "Oh, Zhao Yuan, I don't know how your days are going. No matter how painful Lin Wenxi is, he never yells out. I hope he can make a fuss like Wang Xiang. As for you, you are simply There are still knife wounds in the Scar Museum—a few more!" Then she pulled off Lin Wenxi's claws one by one, and the five fingers were almost deeply embedded in Zhao Yuan's arm. Man shook his head helplessly: "Boys tend to abuse themselves." Turning around and crawling out.