The villain bosses in quick time travel are sick and delicate

Lance's eyes dimmed, he stretched out his hand to hold him, and said calmly: "Hey, don't move, you need to clean."

Jiang Zhuo's whole body was hot and weak. Although he looked at Lance, his mind was blank and he couldn't react to anything.

The property of the medicine had spread to every part of his body, and he was extremely sensitive at the moment, and he couldn't stop shivering when touched by the man's cold fingers.

Lance frowned.

Stopping the movement of undressing, Lance restrained Jiang Zhuo's hands that kept pushing back, pinched his chin and said, "What's wrong?"

Jiang Zhuo tried to grit his teeth, but shook his head slightly, as if he felt the blood in his whole body rushing down.

Jiang Zhuo broke away from Lance's restraint, pulled his fingers on his collar, and whispered in a trembling voice: "Lance...I want a doctor, call a doctor for me."

The boy's unsteady pleading voice was low and soft, like a small piece of hastily feather tip passing over his heart.

"What have you been fed?" Lance asked softly, closing his eyes dangerously upon hearing this.

At this moment, Jiang Zhuo seemed to be unable to hear his question, he only focused on resisting the bursts of emptiness in his body, subconsciously put his long legs together and said: "I want to heal

Lance pursed his lips.

Looking at the young man's appearance, he actually already had the answer in his heart, but he didn't know if it would hurt the other party's body. After a while, Langston still called the family doctor.

And put the clothes on Jiang Zhuo properly, without revealing anything.

Lance gave an urgent order, and the family doctor rushed over. After the examination, he frowned and said tremblingly: "My lord, Miss Shinai's condition should be drugged."

"How to solve it?" Lance stood upright in a neat and cold military uniform, holding the extremely patient boy in his arms.

"There is no direct antidote for this..." the family doctor showed difficulty, "but you can put Miss Shi Nai in cold water and wait for the effects of the medicine to pass."

"Fate"

"At least, one, one night, or even longer." The family doctor's voice was like a mosquito under the increasingly cold gaze of the Duke of Lance.

Lance heard the words and asked the family doctor to step down.

He and the "little princess" were left in the bathroom again.

The slender boy in his arms was still tugging at the golden fringe on his shoulders, his legs under the skirt moved slightly, and a low moan escaped from his bright red lips.

Lance didn't rush into a decision.

Still calm and calm, he inserted his fingers gently and slowly into the soft long golden hair of the child in his arms, and hugged the boy's slender waist with the other hand.

"You have to suffer a bit, little princess." He said in a low voice.

The bewitching and charming voice contains hoarseness.

He forcibly pressed the person on the small bed, and unfastened the finely crafted buttons again.

Under the long skirt, the young man's white and transparent clavicle skin was gradually exposed, with a slightly seductive blush that was tortured by the medicine.

—While being undressed, Jiang Zhuo couldn't help biting his lower lip to endure panting, he wanted to curl up into a ball, but Lance stopped him coldly.

The noble duke, with his slender fingertips like a work of art, slowly untied the boy's corset, and down, took off the snow-white long stockings.

Above the small and round knees, there is a pure black ribbon tied into a delicate bow.

All clothing was thrown aside carelessly.

Lance subconsciously glanced at the boy.

He is curling up in his arms, his slender fingers are unbearably bent, holding his military uniform, one of his straight legs is bent, and the other is powerlessly resting on the side of the small bed, as beautiful and clean as a piece of fine white jade .

I can't help but want to rub the shark up, and try to see if the hand feels as smooth as flawless jade.

Realizing what he was thinking, Lance stopped in an instant, slightly drooping his long eyelashes.

With Wulan's eyes restored, he embraced Jiang Zhuo's waist and knees, gently picked him up horizontally, and put him into the bathtub.

The misty hot steam was filled with fluoride, but the water was already quite cold. After soaking in it, the young man shivered in fear of the cold.

As he entered, the cold water in the bathtub fluctuated uncontrollably for a while, finely scouring every inch of Jiang Zhuo's skin soaked in the water.

But more emptiness and dryness surged in his body.

Alternating hot and cold, Jiang Zhuo finally couldn't help but moan in a low voice.

"Lance, I'm uncomfortable..." His misty blue eyes were full of desire, and he grabbed Lance's cuff like a life-saving straw.

Because of the alienation for too long, Jiang Zhuo didn't get used to calling Lance uncle.

The pleading of the young man as soft as a small animal made Lance narrow his cold phoenix eyes slightly.

But his expression only fluctuated for a moment, then he returned to normal, and said in a low voice: "Endure."

But Jiang Zhuo couldn't take it anymore, his reason was almost burnt out by the medicine, he didn't know what he was talking about, he tried his best to endure it for a long time, finally closed his beautiful eyes in pain, gritted his teeth and said: "Uncle... I'm an adult."

When Lance heard this, his cool eyes moved slightly, and he approached him, but his tone was still calm: "So?"

"I will need..." Jiang Zhuo weakly pushed his hand lightly, "Don't, don't leave me here all night."

He also listened to what the family doctor said intermittently. If he was really left here for dozens of hours, he would definitely die.

The flickering candlelight made Lance's handsome and cold face look a little dark.

But Jiang Zhuo couldn't see it, he was still begging blindly.

Finally, Lance spoke slowly, with a hoarse voice: "So how do you want to solve it?"

Hearing this, Jiang Zhuo seemed to be thinking seriously, but in fact his mind was still muddled. After a while, he panted slightly and lay on the edge of the bathtub, and said in a low voice: "Can... let me solve it by myself..."

Solve it yourself?

The young man's gentle plea to stop the rebellion of the past, but with a secret temptation, made the young man's beautiful Adam's apple roll slightly for a moment.

...that little princess from four years ago really grew up.

The first meeting suddenly appeared in Lance's mind. The other party lowered his head timidly, and his delicate hands were entangled on the hem of the skirt.

It was only later that I realized that he was just pretending.

Essentially rebellious and cunning.

And the more he raised him, the more he felt that he couldn't look away, until he felt that the attention gradually crossed the line and was dangerous, so he chose to stay away.

Whatever he wants, of course he will get it in the end.

But he expected to wait another year or two.

Lance lowered his eyes, couldn't help sticking out the tip of his bright red tongue, and licked his lower lip, his expression was calm, but the bottom of his eyes fluctuated faintly.

"You can't come by yourself." He heard himself say so.

How could it be possible for him to solve it by himself, even if he wanted to touch it, he should touch it.

Lance pulled his lips slightly.

However, he never knew that he was such a gentleman.

Facing the young man who was powerless to resist and had a seductive and soft voice, he was able to refuse again and again.

But Jiang Zhuo couldn't take it anymore, his eyes glowed physiologically, he begged repeatedly to no avail, he could only grit his teeth and said, "Then, help me find someone to solve it."

"What?" Lance narrowed his eyes.

The cold words entered the ear curtains, and Jiang Zhuo's arrogance could not help but weaken a little, but he was still dissatisfied and whispered:

"But, don't let me come by myself, and don't let others help me...Could it be, you help me?"

how is this possible.

This person has no feelings, no desires, so he pretends that no one else has either.

More and more small gasps leaked from his lips, Jiang Zhuo couldn't bear it any longer.

Like a pool of fish out of water, being mercilessly roasted.

But his hands were tightly clamped by the other party, and he could only rub his legs unskillfully in the cold water for a little relief.

And the words "you help me" broke into Lance's eardrums, and his dark and beautiful pupils moved instantly, "Are you sure?"

Slightly twisting his body in the water, the uncomfortable Jiang Zhuo hadn't noticed the approaching danger, and murmured childishly: "I'm sure, Lance, I really can't stand it, I'm so uncomfortable..."

Lance did not refuse this time, but said in a low voice: "Little princess, this is what you asked for."

Then he fished out the wet boy and hugged him in his arms, completely ignoring the wet military uniform.

Wrapping the agitated person in his arms easily with a large bath towel, Lance carried him to his room.

It was dark inside, with the heavy curtains closed tightly, only the faint candlelight flickering in the delicate copper stacks.

Throwing the boy onto the soft bed, the bath towel was slightly spread out, and Lance took off his military uniform in an orderly manner.

Putting the coat aside, he saw that the boy couldn't help but started to dawdle on the bed, and now there was lustful longing in his eyes that were pure before.

Lance approached, leaned down, and put his fingers on the teenager's biting lips.

"Let go." He ordered in a low voice.

Jiang Zhuo did so subconsciously, and then Lance's slender fingers touched Jiang Zhuo's beautiful lips.

Pressing from the boy's lips, Lance's cold eyes showed a hint of emotion.

This "little princess" belongs to him, he discovered it, and raised it in his own territory like a golden canary.

But now he doesn't have to be patient and stay away, he can do whatever he wants to him.

This thought came up uncontrollably, and Lance felt that his self-control was being gradually disintegrated.

The fingertips touched the boy's soft and lovely tongue, and he played with the other's moist and hot mouth lightly and casually. In the faint candlelight, the bottom of the boy's pure and hazy eyes became more crystal clear and moist, watery and rime, like a piece of sweet and soft Cakes are generally tempting.

After a while, Lance slowly pulled his fingers away.

After wiping it clean with a wet towel, he began to enjoy it leisurely.

The earlobes are soft and small, if you pinch them gently, the young man below will squint his beautiful and helpless eyes impatiently.

The tender skin and collarbone on the side of the neck, biting it with the tip of the teeth and then slowly rubbing it together will make the young man whimper involuntarily.

As usual, Jiang Zhuo would have curled up in shame and refused to continue.

But now, under the influence of the medicine, not only did he not realize the shame, but he became even more dissatisfied.

He frowned slightly, the mouth, earlobes, and the skin above the collarbone still had the tingling feeling of being teased before.

But the constant hotness in the body has not been relieved at all, and even intensified because of this leisurely provocation.