I swept the entertainment circle with the medicine pot

Xuan Mingcheng just stared blankly at Yao Wangyou sitting next to him, took out a small knife from the tools he had just brought, and cut off his shirt sleeve with two clicks.

"Feed the medicine jar!" Xuan Mingcheng came back to his senses and called out immediately.

Yao Wangyou leaned towards him, with a bad tone: "What are you doing?"

Xuan Mingcheng stared at Yao Wangyou, and his words froze for a moment. He looked at the sleeves of his glorious sacrifice, and pursed his lips: "How can you cut my clothes?"

It's so exciting, people are taking it off slowly.

"There is already a knife edge, is it possible that you still wear it?" How could Yao Wangyou not know what Xuan Mingcheng's plan was, when he just turned around to hang up his coat, the fiery gaze behind him nearly pierced his ears It burned.

I have lived in his house for so long, and he knows the temperament of the people in front of me best. Could it be that Xuan Mingcheng will mend the torn shirts and wear them again?

Yao Wangyou's words blocked Xuan Mingcheng completely, he was tongue-tied for a while, and then choked out a sentence: "No, I won't."

"That's it, be honest!" Yao Wangyou pushed the man to the head of the bed, and was looking down at the wound when he heard the man whisper in his ear, "Thirst..."

It was only then that Yao Wangyou remembered that Xuan Mingcheng had been thirsty for a long time, and held the water glass against Xuan Mingcheng's lips: "Open your mouth."

Xuan Mingcheng blinked, thinking, is the condition of this injured patient so good?He bit the rim of the cup and obediently drank half of it, but his eyes kept staring at Yao Wangyou who was leaning against him with a patient face.

Yao Wangyou saw that he must have drunk enough, looked at the remaining half glass of water, and took a sip from the rim of the glass, he was in a hurry all night and didn't have time to rest for a while.

He was about to continue treating the wound, when Xuan Mingcheng yelled again: "Still thirsty!"

"Buffalo, you!" Yao Wangyou was a little ashamed because of his behavior just now, but Xuan Mingcheng was still teasing him with impure purposes, and he was a little embarrassed.

Xuan Mingcheng nodded seriously, and began to make nonsense: "Am I bleeding? What's the matter with some water?" He tugged on Yao Wangyou's sleeve and urged, "Quick, I'm thirsty."

Yao Wangyou saw that he was determined not to give up until he reached his goal, gritted his teeth cruelly, took the cup and drank all the water in it, wiped off the water stains from the corner of his mouth, stared at the man in front of him and said :"Gone!"

Xuan Mingcheng looked at the person in front of him, under the soft light, Yao Wangyou's face was flushed by the heater, he was wearing a suit and leather shoes, making him seem to be thinner, his big eyes were staring, he didn't know whether it was shame or anger Yes, the lips have a little watery luster, and they seem to be very soft...

As he thought about it, his head and body became uncontrollable. He put one arm around Yao Wangyou's waist, lowered his head and bit his lips that were soft at first glance, and muttered about being drunk by Yao Wangyou just now. Dropped half a glass of water.

"No, you have to pay me back..."

"Well!"

Yao Wangyou only felt a heat on his lips, and then his mind went blank. Xuan Mingcheng kissed deeply but not passionately, with a little temptation and countless tenderness.

Yao Wangyou began to struggle slightly after returning to her soul.But the facts proved that even if Xuan Mingcheng injured one hand, it was more than enough to restrain him, not to mention that Yao Wangyou was worried about Xuan Mingcheng's arm injury, so he didn't dare to use too much force.

It wasn't until the desire that had been pent up in his heart for a long time was slightly relieved that Xuan Mingcheng gently released the struggling person in his arms.

"You, what are you doing!"

Yao Wangyou's ears were burning like hell, he just felt that his hands and feet had no place to rest, one hand frivolously pulled the choker on his neck to relieve the tension that had no place to vent, and one hand pressed Xuan Mingcheng Her shoulders pushed him away, and the crimson color climbed up the base of her fair neck, being scanned by Xuan Mingcheng's scorching eyes.

"I'm not thirsty anymore." Xuan Mingcheng smacked his mouth contentedly, seeing that he seemed to have annoyed someone, he quickly pointed to his wound, "It seems to be bleeding."

Yao Wangyou was taken aback, turned his head, and saw the slender wound on Xuan Mingcheng's arm oozing blood again, he didn't care to teach him a lesson, and quickly took cotton wool to stop the bleeding and disinfect it.

"Stinking rogue……"

Kissing so hard, the wound is cracked!

Yao Wangyou sucked the blood and dirt off the wound with cotton wool, uncontrollably recalling the kiss that was said to be hot or not hot, but said to be plain but made his heart beat wildly.In front of him is a man's strong and powerful arm, the muscles are slightly swollen, full of male hormones and strength, now with a bright red scar, adding a different charm, obviously just drank half a glass of water, but now he It just makes my mouth feel dry.

Xuan Mingcheng didn't make trouble anymore, he quietly looked at Yao Wangyou who was lying on his shoulder and applying medicine to him, he looked at Yao Wangyou's smooth and fair side face, and said with emotion: This medicine jar has really good skin ah.

"Pharmaceutical jar."

Because of the kiss just now, Yao Wangyou was like a frightened bird at the moment, when she heard Xuan Mingcheng calling herself, she was a little nervous for a moment: "...huh?"

He looked at the man who was close to him. Xuan Mingcheng was as handsome as ever, with a good temperament, and there was a gentleness in his eyes, as if there were stars in him. Gradually, Yao Wangyou became less nervous. up.

But it was just a kiss.

He is not someone else.

After Yao Wangyou bandaged his wound, he put away his things one by one, picked up the plate where the medicine was on and prepared to go out, Xuan Mingcheng noticed that his ears were still red.

"Pharmaceutical jar!" Xuan Mingcheng's heart skipped a beat, and he suddenly called out to stop Yao Wangyou.

Yao Wangyou turned her head puzzled, looked at the man on the bed who was hesitant to speak, and had a vague premonition that something was going to happen.

Xuan Mingcheng's lips moved, and he spoke slowly, his tone was soft, full of longing: "Tonight...stay and sleep."

"Ah?" Hearing this, Yao Wangyou felt his hands and feet were a little stiff, and his face started to feel a little hot.

Sleeping together or something, it's too...too brotherly, right?

"Stay here." Xuan Mingcheng changed his mind, and said, "You see, I'm injured in the medicine jar. If I accidentally crack the wound at night, or something else happens, it won't hurt to death." Ah..." He resolutely rolled over and got off the bed, leaned close to Yao Wangyou, put his hands on that slender waist, "Yao Wangyou, don't you feel sorry for me?"

His eyes were wide open, and his expression was begging, like a big dog. Yao Wangyou was a little overwhelmed by him, so he pressed Xuan Mingcheng's shoulder and turned him half a circle, and pushed him away again. Back on the bed: "Okay, I'll take a shower in a while."

Yao Wangyou turned around and wanted to leave, but Xuan Mingcheng's voice chased after him: "Hey medicine jar."

What's the matter?Yao Wangyou was a little puzzled and nervous, turned his head, and saw Xuan Mingcheng with one leg bent, looking at him with deep eyes, with one hand on his trouser waist, and lightly pressing the buckle with his thumb, pushing the belt away .

click.

The crisp sound directly ignited Yao Wangyou's ears, it was hot and burning, his eyes fixed on Xuan Mingcheng, and slowly moved down from the waist, without even blinking.

"You, what are you doing!"

Xuan Mingcheng watched Yao Wangyou's startled reaction, followed Yao Wangyou's eyes, lowered his head, smiled and said, "I haven't bathed yet...but my hands hurt, it doesn't seem very good to take off my clothes, medicine jar you help me?"

"...What the hell." Yao Wangyou's Adam's apple twitched, feeling ashamed and ashamed, "Your wound cannot touch water!"

After finishing speaking, he turned around and left without listening to Xuan Mingcheng's reaction.

The door of the room slammed shut, Xuan Mingcheng pursed his lips and buried his face in the pillow, he seemed to be able to see Yao Wangyou's little face with red ears, thinking of this, he couldn't help laughing sullenly.

This medicine jar... so cute that my liver hurts.

"No!" Xuan Mingcheng didn't know how long he was being silly, but suddenly he suppressed his smile, and hit the mattress with his fist, and the wound started to hurt again, "Hiss..."

He rubbed his shoulders, stepped on his slippers and walked out.

What kind of man is waiting in the room!You have to seize the opportunity quickly, strike while the iron is hot, step in while the overlord is at it... No!

What are you thinking about!

Yao Wangyou was in front of the cabinet, laying out the medicine bottle absent-mindedly. It was a simple and simple thing, but he didn't know how long he did it mechanically. , tinkling, Xuan Mingcheng's figure was all in his head.

Just as he was thinking about it, he felt heat in his ears, and his back was pressed against his hot and firm chest.

"What are you doing? Why don't you go back to bed so late?" Xuan Mingcheng's chin was on Yao Wangyou's shoulder, but his eyes were fixed on Yao Wangyou's choker.

Why is the neck of this medicine jar so white and thin?

"You haven't taken a shower yet, you go back first." Yao Wangyou replied with her back to Xuan Mingcheng, she felt an itchy neck, and the hot breath hit the side of her neck.He turned his head to look, and saw that Xuan Mingcheng was looking at him quietly, biting the choker on his neck, with the corner of his mouth twitching, laughing so hard that his legs were weak.

The two hands around the waist are becoming more and more rogue, with thick and warm palms, touching her belly through the shirt, the honey-colored abdominal muscles and psoas muscles that she saw when she massaged Xuan Mingcheng flashed before Yao Wangyou's eyes. Thinking of her white and soft belly, she felt ashamed, and raised her hand to push Xuan Mingcheng away.

"pain!"

Yao Wangyou froze, and gritted her teeth: "I haven't exerted any force yet, why are you in pain!"

Xuan Mingcheng didn't answer, loosened the velvet cloth between his teeth, and gently rubbed his lips against Yao Wangyou's neck, a layer of bluish-gray beard had just grown on it, an electric current crawled across the spine, Yao Wangyou's back It's all numb.

"Go to bed early, get up and wash tomorrow morning." Xuan Mingcheng breathed lightly, eyes drooping, "Go back to the room, I'm sleepy too."

As long as he was beside Yao Wangyou and smelled the faint fragrance of medicinal herbs on his body, Xuan Mingcheng felt extremely relaxed.What happened one after another tonight made the two of them already exhausted, hugging each other at this time, the other's body temperature is warming, they just feel that they don't want to do anything, they just want to stay together, put aside miscellaneous things, and take a good rest.

Yao Wangyou turned around slowly, put both hands around Xuan Mingcheng's waist: "Well, go back to sleep."

"Okay." Xuan Mingcheng's voice seemed to melt gently, and asked, "Shall I take you back?"

"Hold a ghost." Yao Wangyou choked him in a low voice, but it wasn't serious at all. He took Xuan Mingcheng's hand and walked to the master bedroom, "Sleep!"

Xuan Mingcheng's eyes sparkled, and he was dragged back to the room by Yao Wangyou.

"Hey, Medicine Jars, you said that the two of us can be regarded as suffering brothers and sisters after this incident?"

"Go, who is your brother and sister!"

"Then...could it be a desperate mandarin duck?"

"..."

"speak?"

"Say hell, sleep!"

"hey-hey……"

The next morning, Yao Wangyou woke up in a daze, feeling heavy on his body, he couldn't see anything with his eyes closed, and wanted to stretch but couldn't move his hands and feet.

It won't be a ghost press!

Yao Wangyou broke into a cold sweat from his own thoughts, he was only crushed by ghosts when he was young, and that time was an accident.

A child is not sensible. He ran to the mountains to gather herbs, and he didn't pay attention to observe the surrounding environment. When he picked something and bumped into something, he realized that his surroundings were full of coffins.I accidentally ran to the mass grave where the villagers dumped their bodies!Because they were all thin coffins made casually, most of the coffin panels were cracked, and some horrible things could be vaguely seen inside.

Although Yao Wangyou grew up to be a genius doctor who cut dead bodies without blinking an eye, but he had never seen such a thing when he was a child, and the mountain was so gloomy, he would naturally be afraid, so he ran back to the cabin and plunged into the arms of his master .

In the end, he didn't know whether he was scared or there was something dirty. That night, Yao Wangyou felt that the bed was pressed by ghosts, and it was better for the old Yaoxian to apply the medicine later.

Unexpectedly, after more than ten years, this strange thing happened again.

Yao Wangyou gritted her teeth and closed her eyes tightly. After moving her eyelids twice, she finally opened them.

He stared at the ceiling for a long time before he felt able to breathe a little bit, but...why is he still so heavy? !

Just when Yao Wangyou wanted to see what was lying on his body, there was finally some movement around him.

"Hmm... the medicine jar."

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