Calculation of thousands of cities

When Wen Qi came in, he didn't say a word, and when he caught sight of Bai Qiancheng's figure from the corner of his eye, he paused for a moment, but he didn't bother to look him in the eye, and fell asleep on the bed.

He didn't expect that this man was waiting for him to come back.

Like... a wife waiting for her husband to come back.

"..."

Wen Qi was irritated by his thoughts for no reason, frowned and turned his back to the man.

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Come back at three o'clock... Really don't want to explain?

Bai Qiancheng's nameless anger came to his mind.Anyway, after waiting for him for so long, I didn't even look at myself, damn it.

"Won't you explain it?"

Unable to hold back his annoyance, Bai Qiancheng asked dissatisfiedly.

"Do I have an obligation to report my life to you?" The other party obviously had no intention of explaining, and his tone was still very aggressive.

Bai Qiancheng didn't speak anymore, because he had already discovered something was wrong.

There are new bruises on Wen Qi's hands, which meander all the way to his cuffs.And judging from the scars, the person who did it must be cruel.

Suddenly having a bad premonition, Bai Qiancheng rushed forward and began to pick off Wen Qi's shirt.

"Bai Qiancheng, what the hell are you doing!"

Wen Qi was much more irritable than usual, how could he let Bai Qiancheng pick him up, turned over and pinned Bai Qiancheng under him, stopping his movements.

"Wen Qi, you are seriously injured."

Bai Qiancheng didn't immediately resist Wen Qi's move, but said calmly while maintaining the pressured posture.

If it was just speculation just now, it can be completely confirmed now.

Wen Qi's shirt buttons were unbuttoned by himself just now, Bai Qiancheng's angle is just right to see the looming chest, and several conspicuous bruises on the chest.

Judging from the severity and shape of the injury, it was kicked out, and it was kicked not long ago.

"Don't worry about it!...Damn!"

One second Wen Qi was holding Bai Qiancheng under him, and the next second Bai Qiancheng reversed the situation effortlessly, sitting on Wen Qi's waist, and put his hands on Wen Qi's shoulders.

His eyes swept over Wen Qi's angry face without any waves.

Bai Qiancheng was quite sure of suppressing an injured person.

At this moment, the two of them didn't realize how ambiguous their posture was.

Seeing that the person under him gave up struggling, Bai Qiancheng unbuttoned each other one by one, and the shirt was taken off, revealing shocking scars one by one.

The bruises and blood spread all over the upper body, even the waist was not spared. A large bruise extended from the waist down and was covered by the man's pants, so the specific situation could not be seen.

Without saying a word, Bai Qiancheng reached out to untie the man's belt.

Wen Qi awkwardly tried to stop Bai Qiancheng, but the latter pulled off his pants decisively, revealing his slender and strong thighs.

There were also deep and shallow scars all over, and the left leg seemed to have been severely whipped, and the skin was torn apart, which made people shudder to see.

It's not hard to imagine how painful this man is now.

Thinking that he was sitting on his waist just now, Bai Qiancheng couldn't help but feel a little more ashamed, and turned around to look for the medicine box in the drawer.

At this moment, Wen Qi was already burning with anger.

These humiliating injuries were seen by Bai Qiancheng, which meant that his dignity had been stepped on by him.

But he was powerless to stop everything from happening, and watched the man strip himself naked, looking at his scars without reservation.

Looking at Bai Qiancheng's back, Wen Qi's eyes almost burst into flames. After a while, the former turned around suddenly and walked towards him with a medicine box.

"Don't worry, there is no anesthesia." Bai Qiancheng soaked the cotton in alcohol, then took it out and gently wiped Wen Qi's chest.

"..."

This dead man is still in the mood to joke at a time like this.

Wen Qi looked at Bai Qiancheng who was absorbed in applying medicine for himself.

The other party was very careful, not letting go of every small bruise, spraying warm breath on his body shallowly, and the cool alcohol touched the skin with gentle movements, making Wen Qi restless.

Suddenly breathing quickly, Bai Qiancheng noticed Wen Qi's heaving chest, raised his eyes to look at Wen Qi, "What's wrong with you?"

Wen Qi was caught off guard and stared straight at him, feeling as if his mind had been seen through.

"Why are you waiting for me to come back?"

In order to hide his embarrassment, Wen Qi spoke peacefully.

"I'm afraid you will die."

"..."

Forget it, there's really nothing to talk about with boring men.

After a brief silence, a strange feeling flooded Wen Qi's heart again.

Because the eyes of the man who had healed the wound on his chest had already shifted to his waist.

The cotton soaked in alcohol brushed over the wound on his waist again and again indistinctly, making Wen Qi, who is naturally sensitive to the waist, very tormented at this time.

Feeling countless cold alcohol molecules evaporating on his waist, it was a little itchy, but it was not good because Bai Qiancheng was on the opposite side, Wen Qi just hoped that Bai Qiancheng would finish applying the medicine to his waist quickly.

Bai Qiancheng applied the medicine very quickly, and it was done very quickly.But to Wen Qi's surprise, that damned man actually touched his waist with his hands after taking the medicine!

But in Bai Qiancheng's eyes, what he touched was not Wen Qi's waist, but a wound.

How cruel is this man to kick so hard?Touching the shockingly red bruise lightly, Bai Qiancheng frowned indistinctly.

But the two have different paths after all, so naturally don't care about what shouldn't be done.

Bai Qiancheng sighed, withdrew his hand, leaned over with the medicine in his hand, and was about to apply medicine to Wen Qi's thigh, but he was suddenly pushed away violently.

What happened was too sudden, Bai Qiancheng fell to the ground completely unprepared, and the glass bottle containing alcohol also hit the ground and shattered, making a piercing and crisp sound.

"Go away, I'm going to sleep." Wen Qi pulled the quilt and turned to lean against the wall, his voice unexpectedly hoarse.

Damn it, a certain part of me just... became hard, even facing a man!

Wen Qi felt that he was simply crazy.

He was already stripped down to a pair of boxers, if he hadn't pushed Bai Qiancheng away in time, he would have found out...

According to Bai Qiancheng's temperament, after being pushed away by the opponent, he would usually rush up and beat Wen Qi violently, but at this moment, the man just sighed, stood up from the ground, and turned off the light with a "slap" , the whole house was plunged into darkness.

Both of them had insomnia, and the atmosphere in the silent room was a bit oppressed by the presence of these two men.

"Wen Qi."

After about half an hour, the silence was interrupted.

The clear voice reached Wen Qi's ears, and the body on the bed froze for a moment, and did not move.

Wen Qi heard the sound of the person on the sofa behind him getting up, and soon felt the breath of Bai Qiancheng by his side.

"...If you want to talk about something, I will be a good one." Bai Qiancheng said suddenly.

I didn't expect the man to say such a sentence suddenly.

Wen Qi was stunned, and sat up from the bed.

Bai Qiancheng's tone of voice always has a special charm, because it is mixed with a sincerity that can make others believe him easily.

"Don't worry, you can say whatever you want to say without any scruples."

In fact, when Bai Qiancheng told Wen Qi his story just for the purpose, he felt a sense of relief.

He believes that if Wen Qi is willing to confide in himself, the same effect will be achieved.

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