My roommate wants to fuck me every day

Zhao Qilin took a closer look at this inch of the world. It was not big, and the two of them even seemed a bit crowded, but fortunately, they cleaned it up very cleanly. Master Zhao was condescending and could barely get by.

Yiyan stood in front of the small bed and undressed slowly. Sure enough, seeing his attitude of not avoiding it, he turned around in a little embarrassment and pretended to tidy up the books on the small desk. If there is a faint smile, he also took off his shirt, and then lay on the bed topless.

"Doctor Guo, it's all right."

Zhao Qilin imitated what Grandma Gu said just now, and found it interesting for no reason. It was intentional, and he was really stunned for a moment. He calmly put down the things in his hand and turned around to look at his wound. Running over, no matter what the reason was, he really couldn't bear to refuse, so he had to bite the bullet and show him the injury.

But looking at it, he opened his mouth halfway and didn't have time to close it for a long time. The bruises covered his entire back, and there were some red and swollen places, which seemed to have been treated. The red and swollen places were not too serious, but this The criss-crossing scars on his back still slapped him hard. This is... what happened to him.

Some trembling hands wanted to touch those wounds, but he was afraid that touching them would hurt him, so he was really cautious and didn't know where to start. What he didn't know was that Zhao Qilin showed it to him on purpose.

Sure enough, I heard myself asking with trembling voice: "This injury...how did you get it?"

Zhao Qilin had a fever, so he took some antipyretics at Nan Yi's place, and he didn't take care of the injury on his back. At this moment, lying on the small bed, he felt inexplicably at ease, and his eyes became blurred, and he felt sleepy. Raid.

He replied angrily: "The old man was beaten."

As for the reason, he didn't say it, but he really guessed it. At this juncture, the old man's ruthless hand is nothing more than a wedding. It seems that his marriage to Miss Wen probably fell through, so it's no wonder that the old man made such a move furious.

Sure enough, the suppressed shame in my heart flooded again, it would be fine if he didn't go, he is such a pig head, why would he go, thinking about it, gently stroked those bruised and purple scars with his hand, when he was still Before he could react, a hot tear fell on Zhao Qilin's back.

Zhao Qilin only felt a drop of warm liquid fall on his back, and soon understood, he sat up half of his body on his elbows, and sure enough, his hands stopped in mid-air in embarrassment.

"You are crying!"

When Zhao Qilin saw two lines of tears hanging on Guozhen's exquisite face, he regretted it instantly. He shouldn't have stimulated him so much. Those tears ignited a raging flame in his heart like a kindling, burned into his heart.

If he was really flustered and embarrassed, he turned his back and wiped his tears, blushing, it was so embarrassing, why did he suddenly cry, when he saw those injuries, he really felt distressed, and the tears just got out of control Same.

"I... yes, I'm sorry."

Sure enough, standing with his back to Zhao Qilin, he stammered a little, with a slight nasal sound.

Zhao Qilin stretched out his hand to hold his wrist tightly in his heart, pulled him lightly, and pulled him back, facing him, one sitting and the other standing, but their eyes were tightly intertwined.

"why cry!"

Zhao Qilin didn't give him any chance to escape, put his hands around his shoulders, and stared at Guozhen with his eyes, as if he wanted to carve people into psychologically deep eyes.

"I……"

If he was really embarrassed and nervous, he didn't understand why Zhao Qilin was acting like this all of a sudden, he didn't know what to say when he saw him faltering, he really didn't know how to explain his behavior just now to make it reasonable.

"What are you..."

Zhao Qilin's tone was even a little eager, with a hint of anticipation, and those deep eyes made Guo really almost lose his sense of proportion.

"No, I'm sorry, I'm just too emotional, I can't bear your injury."

Sure enough, he found a rather lame reason, but still pretended to be serious and said it. Zhao Qilin looked at him for a while, and laughed with his head down.

Sure enough, his face turned hot, and he felt even more ashamed and panicked, but Zhao Qilin didn't try to expose his lame lie, and the atmosphere between the two became subtle.

Zhao Qilin let go of him, and lay down again: "My wound hurts very much now, and I'm very sleepy now. I seem to still have a fever, which seems to be quite serious, and it hurts everywhere. Doctor Guo, you have to... be responsible for curing me ah!"

(Ahahaha, do you like this wave of aggressive operations? I can’t help but think about it first when I wrote it~)

If he really heard what he said, he quickly stretched out his hand to touch his forehead, it was really burning, he was so tense just now that he didn't even notice the wound on the side of his face, and carefully checked the wound Then, I asked a few words about my physical symptoms, and hurried out to get the medicine.

Zhao Qilin enjoyed this kind of honesty very much, and felt extremely comfortable in his heart. He felt extremely strange. He obviously knew this little man for only three months, but every time he saw him, he felt a strange impulse. Now that he knew the relationship between the two of them before This made him feel a little more inexplicable emotion. Looking at him, he felt at ease, wanted to see him, even wanted to...hug him, kiss him, this feeling of being dominated by emotions in the body and brain Wen Lingliang had never felt it before.

If you really don't understand that he is sick and has injuries all over his body just to find himself to heal him, it is as unreasonable as his lame excuse just now, forget it, don't want it, don't want it...

If he really shakes his head, Senior Qin is right. He is too soft-tempered, tends to think too much, and always thinks about the past and the future. Dad said that such a person can't make a good fortune. What should he do in his life? I have already experienced the dark times I have experienced, so why bother with it so much, just let nature take its course and live your own life well...

After mixing the medicine and taking the water, Zhao Qilin was already a little drowsy when he went in, and if he really pushed him lightly, he got up in a daze and took the medicine, and was about to fall asleep again, really wanted to wake him up He went to the hospital. He had too much traditional Chinese medicine here. Besides, he still had to go to the hospital for treatment for his injuries. As a result, seeing the tired look on his face, he couldn't bear it, so he covered him with a quilt and walked lightly. She walked out of the lounge and closed the door for him.

Only then did Zhao Qilin lift his heavy eyelids, looked at the closed door, slightly raised the corners of his mouth, and fell asleep with a satisfied smile.

He was woken up by starvation. In the past two days, he had no appetite at all, was upset, and ate casually. He had a good sleep in this small lounge, but his stomach was so noisy that he had to get out of bed. After getting up, the clothes were really neatly folded and put on the side of the bed, Zhao Qilin's heart warmed up, he squinted his eyes and stretched out his hands to put them on.

There were quite a few people in the clinic in the afternoon, and it was really busy. When Zhao Qilin opened the white cloth curtain, he saw him coaxing a crying child to give him an injection with a smile.

"Junjun don't cry, look at the big brother, there are a lot of candies in the small cabinet, we will reward Junjun with one after the injection, okay, brother promises you, brother will be very light and will not hurt. "

Hearing that the child who had candy was no longer crying so much, he hiccupped and asked, "Really?"

"Of course, if Junjun behaves well, brother can give Junjun two."

While the child was still ignorantly looking at his mother, he really quickly dropped the needle and pushed the medicine in one go. He pressed the needle hole with a cotton ball and gently rubbed it. He took off his gloves and pinched the child's face.

"Junjun is awesome, brother reward Junjun with a candy."

As he said that, he walked to the small cabinet and opened it, and there were indeed candies. The child who felt the pain in hindsight was captivated by the candy handed to him before he could cry.

(Hahahahaha, my little nephew has never tried this trick well, I have tried it all times, you brat~)

Zhao Qilin thought it was interesting. It was rare to see such a vivid and lively Guozhen. He leaned against the door of the lounge with his arms around his chest and watched, and laughed softly.

"Are you awake?"

Sure enough, when he heard the sound, he was still holding the needle in one hand, and turned his head to look at Zhao Qilin who had been standing here for some time, feeling a little embarrassed.

"Just woke up, you can do your work."

As he spoke, he looked out of the window, and it was already dark, so he asked again.

"When can I get off work?"

"Oh, just finish packing Junjun's medicine."

Sure enough, Zhao Qilin's cat's paw-like disturbing feeling came back because of his silly and cute appearance. He touched his nose and coughed lightly: "Okay, then I'll wait for you."

The fever seemed to have subsided, but the wound on his back still hurt a little. Zhao Qilin moved his shoulders, stood by the door like a door god and continued to stare at Guozhen, which made the parents who were holding their children couldn't help but secretly look at him.

If I really stared at a somewhat strong gaze, I was very uncomfortable. After filling the medicine a few times, I wrote the dosage on the box and handed it to the child's mother. A towel was handed over.

"Thank you, thank you."

Sure enough, he took the towel, glanced at Zhao Qilin, bit his lip nervously and continued to wipe his hands.

Zhao Qilin was a little depressed, and couldn't laugh or cry: "Am I so scary? Why do you always look nervous every time you see me? Anyway, we have been together for a month."

Sure enough, the hand that put the towel paused, and shook his head: "No, I'm just...just not used to it."

"Okay, can I get off work? I'm very hungry, let me treat you to dinner."

"Well, I invite you, you wait for me, I can lock the door after I clean up."

If he really thought, no matter what, they were still friends or old classmates. If he came all the way, he should do his best as a landlord.

"No, you can clean it up. You've saved me twice, so let me thank you."

"..."

How did I save you twice, obviously this time you came here with injuries all over your body...