The scumbag who was abandoned by me came to the door

When Zeng Loujia got up in the morning, he was vaguely uncomfortable, dizzy and tinnitus was severe, but he wiped his face with cold water and hurried to school.

After surviving the basics of architectural design and the history of architecture, he sat in the studio with black eyes, dizziness like a knife and a sword, and his whole body was thrown to the ground.

Feel like floating clouds all over.

First someone carried it, and then someone hugged it, and the numb limbs still vaguely felt some slight stimulation.

Zeng Loujia seemed to be licked open by someone somewhere, the sweet water moistened his extremely thirsty throat, and even the voice of that person was like the low strings of a plectrum.

Sounds good, rest assured.

Jiajia, my stamina will never lose to yours, you can wait for me when you recover.

"Student, classmate..." The school doctor gently shook Zeng Loujia's arm, "Do you feel better?"

In Zeng Loujia's slowly opened eyelids, two white fingers were shaking.

The school doctor watched his pupils focus continuously, and heaved a sigh of relief, "You are in temporary shock caused by malnutrition and poor rest. Do you usually not eat properly?"

Zeng Loujia turned his gaze to the upper right corner, where a large bottle of transparent liquid was hanging on the infusion shelf, and he was slowly infusing it into his arm.

Finally, there was a dull pain in the numb arm, as blood began to flow.

He tried to move his head, which was still humming, and turned to the left.

A body like a hill was lying close at hand, and Zhao Gun was sleeping soundly.

It turned out that two hospital beds were pushed together to form one.

Zeng Loujia was startled, and had a conditioned reflex.

"Oh, this kid is real, so let's not let him move the bed in the infirmary, why can't his hands be so free." The school doctor turned a big circle to pat Zhao Gun's back.

"Hey, wake up, what a hotel! Do you want room service!"

Zhao Yu has been awake all the time, pretending, but now he can't, so he opened his sleepy eyes, blinked and said, "Beauty sister, you are back!"

"Pfft!" The school doctor didn't agree with him at all, and patted Zhao Yu on the shoulder again, "I went out for just a few minutes, and you merged my single bed into a double bed. The strength of the bed, hurry up and go to military training!"

"It's too cruel, I have heatstroke, I can't train anymore!"

Zhao Yu continued to lie softly in plain clothes, "What a shame, Miss Beauty, you are not here, so I have to keep an eye on the medicine in the medicine bottle for you. There is a way to turn off the switch of the infusion tube!"

He gestured his arm, walked around the depressed Zeng Loujia, as if he was hugging someone's head, and just touched the switch of the infusion tube with his fingers.

"Beautiful sister, look, I don't need to work hard to get up, the length is just right."

The school doctor reminded, "Call Auntie!"

Zhao Gun: "Yes, beautiful aunt."

Zeng Loujia turned his head away, not wanting to listen to his nonsense anymore.

The school doctor showed a smiling face that you can do what you can, and then told Zeng Loujia, "The medicines in the infirmary are only for emergencies. I suggest you go to a big hospital to prescribe some medicines. I have already told your doctor without authorization. The head teacher has contacted you, and according to your current situation, I suggest you stay in the hospital for two days."

Zhao Yu's eyes suddenly lit up.

School doctor: "Heatstroke doesn't need to be hospitalized." The implication is, don't even think about it.

Seeing Zeng Loujia's distressed face again, she continued to say with relief, "The courses in the university are tight, it's better to go to the hospital, and you can study harder after you recover your body."

"Besides, you don't want to drag your body down and end up with severe anemia to the point where you need to hire parents?"

An indescribable coldness flashed across Zeng Loujia's expression, and even every word he uttered was slightly inadvertently cold.

"Okay, I'm going to the hospital, but the parents don't need to notify."

Zhao Gun raised his hand: I am in charge of taking him to the hospital, and I can do it immediately.He saw that the two of them were frowning, and immediately changed their ecstatic expressions into serious smiles.

Caring for seniors is everyone's responsibility.

Zhao Gun asked for a leave of absence for a very legitimate reason, and justifiably helped Zeng Loujia (half his arms) to the city hospital. After a comprehensive examination, he was indeed malnourished and needed an infusion in the hospital.There are usually too many people in the city hospital, and Zhao Yu has been rushing to get his test papers and wait for the wards. Even if Zeng Loujia wanted to drive him back to school, he couldn't come up with a proper reason.

Zeng Loujia had no choice but to add WeChat to each other under Zhao's premeditated deception, and transferred 3000 yuan to Zhao, which was really painful.

Little did he know that Zhao Gun spent some extra money in private, and even contacted the hospital with local acquaintances, forcing him to squeeze out a VIP ward that would never be disturbed by outsiders.

It was the first time Zengloujia was hospitalized since he was a child, and he didn't know much about these special circumstances. He wanted to stay there for two days and leave, so he had to be at the mercy of Zhao Ju.

After entering the ward, the nurse brought a set of sick clothes and told Zeng Loujia to change into it and lie down quickly, and to take his temperature later.

Zhao Gun took the clothes.

The nurse had no intention of leaving.

Zhao Bun wondered if this nurse wanted to stare at Jiajia and change clothes?He stared back at the nurse with the eyes of a thief.As a result, the little nurse was stared at by his Chi Guoguo motionless for a minute and seven seconds. She blushed and her neck was so thick that she couldn't bear the handsome man's attention. She covered her mouth and turned around to go out first.

Zeng Loujia stretched out his hand, "Give me the clothes."

Zhao Gun pushed his hand away, "You're not sick, I'll change it for you."

"I didn't get into a car accident, my hands and feet were crushed, and I didn't have Alzheimer's or Parkinson's disease." Could it be that trivial things like changing clothes can't be done?

Zhao Bun said, "Senior, you are so humorous. I am taking a responsible attitude towards you. Don't judge the essence of every move I do to you with a superficial view of the world."

Zeng Loujia's head was still dizzy, and Zhao Ju's words made people dizzy even more. Without any permission, his claws had already stretched out in front of him under the banner of justice under the blue sky and bright sun.

Zeng Loujia likes to wear shirts, all six buttons were unbuttoned by Zhao Aotian in the blink of an eye, making one have to wonder whether someone in Zhao has practiced thieves in an unknown corner this year.

Zhao Gun was indeed taking off Jiajia's clothes solemnly, pinching the shirt and pulling it away.

Snow-white and flawless, rushing towards his face like a holy light.

White flesh and red fruit, long time no see, how are you all, you miss me so much!

Seeing that his eyes were frozen, Zeng Loujia said abruptly, "I'm going to catch a cold." He added tentatively, "Does my 18 yuan abs look good?" Is it strong enough to kill you?

Zhao Gun closed the shirt up solemnly, "Washboard, it doesn't look good, I don't feel it."

Inner OS: I really want to kneel on the washboard and lick it to death! !

Zeng Loujia grabbed the hospital gown, turned around and went into the bathroom to change by himself. When he came out, Zhao Yu had already re-stuffed the toilet paper on his nose, and pretended to be dignified to him, "Senior, I heard you didn't Did not live in a school dormitory."

Asked from many people.

"Does it matter?" Zeng Loujia lay on the hospital bed, "The school doesn't expressly stipulate that you must live in a dormitory."

Zhao Gun continued to say solemnly, "Then where did you rent it? I happen to be fine, so I'm going to get you some clothes to change."

His little cunning could not escape Zeng Loujia's eyes, and he resolutely refused, "I'm not wearing a hospital gown, what kind of clothes do I need to change into?"

Zhao Gun blatantly said, "Then don't you need to change your underwear? It's such a hot day, at least you have to change and wash one pair a day."

Zeng Loujia touched his forehead, "You can buy seven colors for 59.5 yuan at the entrance of the hospital. I can wear red, orange, yellow, green, blue, blue and purple from Monday to weekend."

"What about the toiletries?"

"Small shop at the door."

"What about the three meals a day?"

"The hospital produces and sells its own food, steamed, fried, fried, and fried. They are all different."

Zeng Loujia covered the quilt, "I am a patient, and I spend money to get enough rest." Can you get out?

Zhao Gun gritted his teeth, "Senior, I am so disappointed in you."

Zeng Loujia: bored ヽ('⌒メ)ノ

"Don't you even think about studying?" Zhao Yu used his trump card, "How many years will you be wasting lying here, or I will go to your house and bring you the books you need to learn recently."

Zeng Loujia couldn't help laughing, "Okay, okay, you can carry it all if you want." Anyway, I don't watch it.

He took out the key chain from his schoolbag, gave Zhao the general direction, and finally fell asleep with his head covered, without saying a word.

Zhao Gun was holding the key bag, as if he was holding a golden imperial decree. Immediately after he went out, his face changed into a stern and serious face, and he told the nurse on duty, "I don't order any meals in the hospital. When I come, I will naturally Take it," and then begged again and again, "Miss, please be gentle when inserting the needle, the one inside is the most afraid of pain, and kicks people when it hurts."

After searching for a long time, Zhao Yu found the door of Zeng Loujia's house from a corner, and his heart was half happy and half distressed.

Did his Jiajia live in a poor condition?

No matter March 21 or [-], he went first to inspect the door, and the scene after unlocking it was really horrible. Zeng Loujia had super self-care ability. Although the house was small and crowded, it was still well-organized and uncluttered.

The purpose of Zhao Gun's brazen entanglement with the owner of the house for so long is very clear.

First of all, I went straight to the important area of ​​the kitchen and looked through the number of tableware in the cupboard. They were all four or five sets of cups and chopsticks. There should be a possibility to replace them or invite friends to sit at home.

Then he touched the bathroom.

A set of toothbrush sets and towels were placed on the clean washstand. This was a remarkable discovery, proving that Jiajia really lived alone.

In order to continue to verify, he sneaked into Zeng Loujia's bedroom again.

The fragrance remaining on Jiajia's body is so intoxicating.

Zhao Gun kept telling himself that this was not a crime, he just looked around and touched casually.

After thinking about it, he opened the simple wardrobe. The clothes Zeng Loujia often wore were ironed flat, without a single wrinkle, and hung on the hangers in the order of spring, summer, autumn and winter.

Nor were there any clothes left by wild men overnight.

Zhao Gun took out the small square box inside with confidence, and after opening it, there were a dozen pairs of pure white panties neatly stacked inside.

Oh~ yy has tried many colors, but it is pure white~

Zhao Bun weighed a few pairs of underpants in the palm of his hand. Although they were a bit old, Zeng Loujia had washed them clean without any suspicious yellow stains.

Smell the fragrance, and smell the spirit.

Unfolding one pair, he realized that these panties were actually one size smaller than his own size. Remembering that these panties had once wrapped Jiajia's round and upright little butt most intimately, Zhao Yu wished he could use his hands to tear every one.

Wow Ka Ka Ka ~

no no no!He's not here to be a pervert! !

Zhao Xuan took one of the sheep and pretended to go away, and put the rest back intact, and fell down on Jiajia's single bed full of joy.

Gaga's little pillow, Gaga's little quilt, Gaga's little mattress~~

Zhao Aotian wished he could tear off the quilt and sleep in it.

Oh, my wicked man.

and many more! !

Gradually, Zhao Gun's obscene smile disappeared. He twisted his fingers from the corner of the pillow towel and pulled out a half-yellow, half-black soft hair.

It's not Gaga's hair!

This...is the traitor's!

Zhao Gun's turbulent blood flowed backward in an instant, and the pipe was almost about to explode. He sat up and clicked on the picture he downloaded from his mailbox. The adulterer in it showed no sign of having dyed his hair.

Could it be more than one adulterer.

Ten thousand grass-mud horses roared on the green grassland above his head, shocking Zhao Yu's cerebellum and brainstem to shrink continuously.

Who is this, who tm dares to seduce his Jia Jia!

Zhao Gun punched the wall, he was going to ask clearly, he can't be a bastard for nothing.

The door was torn open in a hurry, and there was actually a person standing at the door.

Zhang Xiaoyan was about to knock on the door, when 188 appeared in front of him like a green hat mountain falling from the sky, he took a step back reflexively, and raised the two big white radishes in his hand to prepare for self-defense.

"Who are you, are you a thief, sneaking around in broad daylight!"

"Who are you, are you a thief, sneaking around in broad daylight!"

The two asked in unison.

Zhang Xiaoyan took a serious look, and suddenly blurted out, "Zhao Yu, why are you here!"

Zhao Gun was feeling unhappy, and when he saw the yellow-haired little chicken under his nose, he was even more furious.

"Do I know you?" In the nineteenth middle school, except for Zeng Loujia, the rest of the people's faces were all blank in Zhao Yu's mind, and he asked, "Who are you, how do you know my name! "

Zhang Xiaoyan's blond hair was shining in the sun, Zhao Bun glanced at him a few times, and pulled him in. Zhang Xiaoyan wanted to resist, but Zhao Bun was already pinching the strands of hair in his hands to compare with his hair.

"You are the traitor of this hair. Husband." Zhao Yu almost gritted his teeth, "How dare you send yourself to the door to seek death!"