After being temporarily marked by the top stream

Chi Mo's heart was up and down, and he stood at the door for several minutes, motionless.

It wasn't until he heard the bathroom door open that he turned around in a daze, and when he looked up, he saw Gong Yihang coming out of the bathroom while wiping his hair.

What's worse, Gong Yihang's lower body was wearing a pair of pajama pants, while his upper body was completely naked.

Chi Mo's eyeballs almost popped out, and almost didn't protrude a mouthful of blood.

"Are you...why don't you wear clothes?" Chi Mo pointed at Gong Yihang in disbelief.

Gong Yihang raised his eyes and glanced at him, then smiled wordlessly with the corners of his mouth raised.

"How do you apply the medicine when you put on your clothes?" He asked.

Wow, that makes perfect sense.

Chi Mo was choked again, stalked his neck and turned his face to the side, and didn't look at Gong Yihang again.

Gong Yihang ignored him, walked directly to the refrigerator, and took out a can of Coke from inside.

This angle just turned his back to Chi Mo, so Chi Mo took a glance inadvertently and saw the bruise behind his left shoulder.

Deep purple, close to the size of a palm...

Chi Mo was stunned for a moment, he really didn't expect that Gong Yihang was hit so badly.

"What are you doing in a daze?" Gong Yihang's voice turned his head, he put the towel casually on top of his head, and walked towards the sofa while drinking Coke.

The outside wind blew in, and Chi Mo's first reaction was to close the curtains, but he walked quickly to the window before he remembered the deep mountains and old forests. The outside was full of trees, and there were no paparazzi who secretly took pictures.

The atmosphere between the two is awkward, and Chi Mo's mood is even more complicated.

With a bang, Gong Yihang put the Coke on the tea table, took a look at the bottle of safflower oil, and when he looked up at Chi Mo, there was a faint smile in his eyes .

"You bought it for me?" Gong Yihang asked.

Chi Mo shook his head and told the truth: "Zong Lin gave it."

Unexpectedly, Gong Yihang was still a little bit happy just a second ago. After hearing Chi Mo's words, the temperature in his eyes disappeared completely, and he put the safflower oil back casually, and he didn't say anything again. Bring this one up.

Chi Mo's mind was already in chaos, so he didn't notice the change in Gong Yihang's mood.

He walked over slowly and sat down on the single sofa somewhat unnaturally.

Glancing at Gong Yihang, he saw his obvious abdominal muscles and mermaid lines.

Hold.Chi Mo complained in his heart.How the hell does this look like an Omega?

Looking at it a few more times, the dream from last night kept shaking in his mind more and more, and Chi Mo felt that he was going crazy.

"you……"

As soon as Chi Mo opened his mouth, he was interrupted by Gong Yihang: "How do you sit so far away and apply the medicine for me?"

Chi Mo looked at the distance between the two, it was a bit unscientific.

Logically speaking, he shouldn't be afraid of Gong Yihang, but under such circumstances, no amount of careful thinking would turn into random thinking, and Chi Mo couldn't explain it.

So Chi Mo was stunned for two seconds before reluctantly lingering over.

The movement was so awkward that the corner of Gong Yihang's mouth couldn't help twitching.

Then, Gong Yihang quickly turned his back to Chi Mo, and that smile was also hidden, and Chi Mo didn't notice it at all.

Chi Mo looked at the bruise on his shoulder, feeling guilty again.

He sighed silently in his heart and gave himself a good psychological construction.

What are you afraid of?Chi meditated.Now it's not in a dream, could it be possible that Gong Yihang can still eat himself?

Thinking of this, he felt a lot more comfortable.

Only then did he bring over the Dieda medicinal wine that Ale had put on the tea table. After unscrewing the lid, a strong smell of traditional Chinese medicine immediately flooded into his nostrils.

"Fuck, what is this?"

Chi Mo couldn't help muttering, which happened to be heard by Gong Yihang.

Gong Yihang didn't even look back: "Special medicinal wine."

Chi Mo frowned: "I know it's a special medicinal wine...but it tastes too..."

He didn't continue talking, but heard Gong Yihang humming.

"Think about who made me wipe this thing?"

"Yeah, my fault. Sorry."

Those who know current affairs are heroes, so Chi Mo dared not mention this anymore, so he could only ask Gong Yihang: "How do you rub it?"

"Use your hands."

"Huh? By hand?"

Gong Yihang turned half of his face to the side: "Wipe and massage at the same time, so that the effect of the medicine can seep in."

"..." Chi Mo looked at his fair and tender hands, and silently burned a stick of incense for them in his heart.

Chi Mo is not someone who likes to shirk responsibility, but after sighing lightly, he poured the pungent medicinal wine on the palm of his hand without hesitation.

Afterwards, he put down the medicinal wine bottle, folded his hands and rubbed together, and did not stop until he felt some heat on it.

The preparations were done quite freely, but Chi Mo still hesitated a bit if he really wanted to touch Gong Yihang's shoulder.

It's not that I'm still awkward, it's just...

"What? Can't make a move?" Gong Yihang waited for a long time, and couldn't help urging.

Chi Mo made a "head": "It's a little bit."

Before Gong Yihang could speak, Chi Mo opened his mouth again: "Your big piece, it should hurt more when you massage it..."

Gong Yihang froze for a moment, Chi Mo was tangled behind him, but his eyes softened, and his eyelashes slowly lowered.

"It's okay, you can do it." He said softly.

Chi Mo struggled for a while, feeling the temperature of the medicinal wine in his hand dropped a little, so he rubbed his palm vigorously again.

He thought to himself: If the temperature is higher, it may be able to relieve it a little.

Rubbing until the palms of his hands were almost smoking, he covered Gong Yihang's shoulders with his palms and pushed them up carefully.

For a while, neither of them spoke.

In the room, only the sound of slightly pushing the medicinal wine echoed in my ears.

Chi Mo saw that the effect of the medicine began to take effect, and the dark purple bruises gradually turned purple-black.

He became more and more regretful, coughed, and said, "I formally apologize to you, it's all because of me that you got hurt today."

The attitude was very good, Gong Yihang's tone became more relaxed when he heard it.

"Just know it," he said.

The person who made the mistake, Chi Mo, didn't know how to pick it up, and Gong Yihang said, "So you have to be responsible for my shoulders. That's why Ale was not allowed to rub the medicine on me, but you."

Chi Mo didn't expect Gong Yihang to explain this to himself, and was a little dazed for a while.

In his impression, Gong Yihang is not a talkative person, even his fans say that he is almost a young man without words - no words, no expression, no heart.

Even if the fans cried and rushed to let him open the business, he ignored it, as if he didn't have the consciousness of being an idol at all.

Just as Chi Mo was thinking, he heard Gong Yihang speak again.

"You will have less contact with Zong Lin in the future."

"what?"

Chi Mo didn't know what he was playing, and wanted to ask, but Gong Yihang never gave him a chance to continue talking about this topic.

"The closer you are to your secrets, the easier it is for people to discover."

Gong Yihang spoke coldly, but in such a cold tone, Chi Mo somehow showed some concern.

He opened his mouth, but didn't know what to say, and looked at the mark on Gong Yihang's shoulder again, with mixed feelings.

"I……"

Chi Mo actually wanted to ask Gong Yihang: Why did you help me carry that pot during the script discussion meeting.

He never figured out why Gong Yihang took the responsibility on himself even though he had made a mistake.

Chi Mo vaguely felt that something was different, such as what kind of person Gong Yihang was, and what kind of attitude he had towards himself...

Gong Yihang said "Huh?" and motioned Chi Mo to ask questions.

But Chi Mo pondered for a while, and decided to bury these questions in his heart.

What you say is not necessarily true.

In fact, Chi Mo already vaguely had an answer in his heart, so he shook his head and said, "It's nothing."