What am I thinking when I'm cheating on the male supporting role [Transmigration Book]

Han Jiao was awakened by the pain.

It was still dark, just before dawn.

At first, the pain in that part of his body made him tense his legs subconsciously, and a strong soreness spread all the way from the joints to the heels of his legs, like a period of time after calf cramps, and his legs couldn't exert force at all.

Han Jiao frowned and opened his eyes, trying to reach out to rub his legs, but the touch of his palms made him froze all of a sudden.

His brain gradually became clear, and he realized that he was not lying on the bed, but lying in someone's arms.

After gaining this level of awareness, Han Jiao realized that it was not the quilt that was strangling his waist, but the arm of the person beneath him.

Must have not woken up yet.

What kind of strange dream is this?

Han Jiao closed his eyes, wanting to rest and wake up completely.

By the way, remember what you were doing before you fell asleep.

It seemed to be a very distant memory, he spent a lot of effort and finally remembered that he should still be at Yan Wang Mansion at this moment, eating at the same table with the big boss.

He opened his eyes again, and looked at the bedroom in front of him by the light of several lights in the room.

Strange, it was exactly the same size and layout as his own bedroom.

What a real dream, the pain is so real.

Han Jiao couldn't help but slowly raised his head curiously, wanting to see who was hugging him like this in his dream.

The moment the man's exquisite jaw curve came into view, Han Jiao actually recognized it, and his heart started to explode in an instant!

He immediately withdrew his head and refused to confirm the identity of the other party.

It was indeed an inexplicable dream.

He closed his eyes, hoping that he would wake up quickly, such a morally corrupt dream made him unable to bear to look directly at his own motives.

Times get tough.

He felt that it had been a long time, especially the unbearable pain in his body, which made him more awake.

He opened his eyes again, but nothing in front of him had changed.

He was still lying in the arms of the present prince.

Han Jiao really started to panic.

He tried his best to recall what happened before he fell asleep, but the last memory still stayed next to him, talking to the big boss——

He snatched a glass of wine from Xie Duo, and he was bored, and then he was very worried that he would cry and embarrass himself after drinking.

Then at this very moment, he woke up, woke up from Xie Duo's arms, the pain in that part of his body made him drip with cold sweat.

Han Jiao suppressed the trembling, raised his hands to push away the hands clasped around his waist, and tried to sit up with force, but the pain caused him to fall back into the embrace of the man.

This movement woke up the people below him, he heard a long and comfortable inhalation from the top of his head, and then Xie Duo's low and hoarse voice just woke up: "Are you awake?"

Han Jiao's panting became short due to the astonishment. He no longer avoided alarming Xie Duo, and pushed Xie Duo away in horror with his trembling hands. He stood up and shrank to the foot of the bed desperately. He grinned unbearably.

His painful expression made Xie Duo wake up all of a sudden, and immediately sat up, reaching out to hug Han Jiao back into his arms.

"Don't!" Han Jiao was shocked, and was immediately swept away by severe pain. He raised his head and closed his eyes tightly, sweating profusely.

Xie Duo's face turned pale with fright: "I... did I hurt you?"

Han Jiao suppressed his sobs, pointed his fingers not far away, and said in a trembling voice, "Give me the quilt... the quilt!"

Xie Duo hurriedly pulled the quilt over and handed it to Han Jiao.

Han Jiao grabbed the corner of the quilt with trembling hands, and wrapped himself up into a ball impatiently, the choked sobs finally came out through the quilt.

"Does it hurt?" Xie Duo knelt down on one knee in front of the quilt in a daze, frowning and confessing: "I thought you were very happy, this is the first time, and you can teach me how to do it in the future."

The choking sound in the quilt became more and more desperate.

Xie Duo clenched his fists and said anxiously, "I'll ask the imperial doctor to come and see you."

Hearing this, the man in the quilt couldn't bear it anymore and stretched out a foot, and desperately kicked the prince's knee to show that he didn't want anyone to see his current miserable state.

"Then I'll go to the pharmacy and ask if there is any pain-relieving plaster." Xie Duo seemed to have found a solution, and immediately turned around and jumped out of bed, put on his coat indiscriminately, pulled up his shoes, and ran out quickly, not thinking about this time Which pharmacy is open.

Hearing the sound of the door being closed, Han Jiao immediately poked his head out of the quilt, raised his hand and plucked at his disheveled hair frantically.

He couldn't think about how he suddenly woke up from Xie Duo's arms, but he was already sure what Xie Duo had done to him.

It was as if an invisible secret in his heart was suddenly torn apart and displayed bloody in front of Xie Duo's eyes.

Defenseless, terrified, and ashamed.

Han Jiao clenched his fists and tensed his legs violently, wanting the pain in his body to tear him apart completely, so that he could wake up from his dream.

But no, his bedroom, every part of his body, has the breath of Xie Duo left, perhaps including his body.

This is reality, what happened last night?How will he face all this?

There were no shops open at all in the market, not even a steamed stuffed bun shop, let alone a pharmacy.

Fortunately, the night was not as dark as when we went out. The faint morning light made the whole market glow with lead gray light, at least let Xie Duo distinguish the signboards of the pharmacy and the steamed stuffed bun shop.

However, no matter how much he knocked on the door and yelled, no one responded.

In the end, the door of the pharmacy was kicked open by Xie Duo.

He was very fortunate that because of Seventh Brother's obsession with herbs, he was forced to know the names of some herbal formulas.

He quickly found the pain-relief plaster on the shelf of the pharmacy, grabbed three packs at once, took out a bank note from his sleeve pocket enough to buy ten pharmacies, stuffed it into the counter drawer, turned around and ran out shop door.

Han Jiao's panicked and painful expression made him very scared.

Along the way, Xie Duo was recalling Han Jiao's longing eyes last night, and those clear memories could relieve his fear.

As long as the pain subsides, Han Jiao will become as unable to leave him as last night, instead of resisting him with such frightened eyes.

Thinking of this, Xie Duo relaxed a little. When he turned into the alley of Han Jiao's house, he looked down at the packs of plasters in his hand, and chuckled reassuringly.

The momentary disorientation caused the young God of War not to notice the murderous aura coming from behind him.

Xie Duo didn't lean forward until the tip of the knife reached half an inch into his back, kicked back with his left foot, and hit his heel, causing the assassin behind him to let go of the handle of the knife.

When the whirling long knife was about to fall to the ground, it was caught by Xie Duo who suddenly turned around, kicked off, and stabbed straight at the masked man in black who was sneaking up on him.

The terrifying speed and explosive power made the assassin immediately judge that he could not dodge the knife by retreating, so he could only kick the ground to the right and sideways to avoid the vital point.

With a muffled sound of "噗嗤", the point of the knife pierced into the assassin's left shoulder, and without a moment's time to react, the prince took advantage of the situation and raised the point of the knife!

Seeing that one of his arms was about to be removed, the assassin interlaced his hands and slammed the blade. The long blade broke into three in an instant. The assassin's bloody right hand grasped the blade in the middle, and threw it towards the crown prince's eyebrows— —

Xie Duo avoided the flying blade without any effort, and saw the man in black covering his shoulders with one hand, struggling to jump up to the eaves, and fled northwest.

Just as Xie Duo was about to pursue him, the medicine bag in his left hand accidentally dropped.

He came back to his senses, lowered his head, and saw that he was holding the handle of the knife with half of the blade left in his right hand, and the plaster he bought for the little prodigy was gone in his left hand.

As if suddenly remembering where he was, Xie Duo immediately chose to throw away the handle of the knife, bent over to pick up the medicine bag on the ground, turned around and ran towards Han Jiao's house.

Back at the door of the bedroom where they had sex for the first time, Xie Duo solemnly straightened the front of his front, pushed the door lightly, and found that the door was locked.

"I'm back." Xie Duo spoke to the people inside the door in a very gentle tone. He didn't think that Han Jiao locked the door because he was afraid of him. It was almost dawn, and Han Jiao might be afraid that his parents would find them. do bad things.

In the dim room, Han Jiao, who was leaning his back against the door, lowered his head and closed his eyes. Every move of Xie Duo outside the door made his heart tremble, but he didn't respond.

"Han Xiaobai?" Xie Duo leaned closer to the door and said softly, "I bought three packs of plasters, you can use them first, and I will return to the palace to prepare more effective medicines for you later."

"I...I don't feel any pain anymore." Han Jiao replied as calmly as possible: "Your Highness, go back to the palace."

There was silence outside the door.

Han Jiao suspected that Xie Duo was about to get angry, but soon heard Xie Duo's response: "I'm not in a hurry to go back to the palace, why did you go to the ground?"

"My parents are about to wake up." Han Jiao endured the severe pain. He didn't know why he could keep calm, but he persuaded Xie Duo in his usual tone: "Go back to the palace quickly."

Another moment of silence.

"You don't want your parents to know about me?" Xie Duo's tone was not as gentle as before.

Han Jiao was in so much pain that he couldn't stand it anymore, he slid slowly along the door and sat on the floor, but he still replied in a calm voice: "Not for now." He added: "Wait a little longer."

"Okay." Xie Duo compromised, "I will leave before they get up."

"You'd better go back now, my father got up very early." Han Jiao was on the verge of collapse, he was very afraid that he would go crazy in front of Xie Duo the next moment.

"At least let me give you the ointment."

"Just put it outside the door."

"Why are you so cold to me all of a sudden?"

"My parents are going to wake up." Han Jiao only wanted half a day to calm himself down.

Hearing the panic in Han Jiao's tone, Xie Duo took two steps back, and suddenly found a small pool of blood where he was standing just now.

He just noticed the pain of the stab wound on his back, but he was still unwilling to leave like this, and looked at the door stubbornly: "Then give me a hug and I'll leave."

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