[Quick Transmigration] On the Classification of Trash Boyfriends

Under the cheating system, Huo Zhi slept well.

When he woke up, the scene around him changed at some point, the cold floor under his body turned into a soft sofa, he turned over, his knees felt as if they had been scorched by fire.

"Qi Yan carried you in."

"He still has a little conscience." Huo Zhi sat up, his movements slightly stiff, "He was injured again."

From time to time, the wounds on his body have never stopped.

He rolled up his trouser legs, his knees were already red and bruised.Huo Zhi couldn't even straighten his legs, let alone stand up and walk.

The original owner's body was too fragile and sensitive, just a little wound made Huo Zhi feel like he was about to be disabled.

There was still a tube of medicine given to him by Chen Zhao in the pocket of his coat, which came in handy at this time.Huo Zhi slowly supported the sofa and moved over little by little. When he stood up stiffly, his legs gave way and he almost knelt down again.

"Host, I can help you reduce the pain." The system couldn't bear it.

"No need," Huo Zhi's face was pale, but his eyes were incredibly bright, "It just needs to hurt a little."

The coat was only a fist away from him, and he staggered two steps forward. Just as Huo Zhi's hand was in his pocket, there was a sudden sound from upstairs, which made his heart beat out of sync. fell to the ground.

The wound on his knee touched the floor, Huo Zhi's face had lost all color.

"what are you doing?"

Qi Yan walked down, his voice was as impatient as ever.

Huo Zhi turned around in a daze, and called out "Young Master" in a low voice, Qi Yan's brows were frowned tightly on his pale face.

"What are you doing lying on the ground? It's not cold enough?"

"No, no, I just fell down."

Qi Yan walked up to him, as if watching a show, "You are so stupid to say you are stupid."

Huo Zhi responded timidly. Under Qi Yan's clear gaze, he propped himself on the sofa and tried to stand up again, but fell to the ground again. His two limp legs were like decorations, unable to exert any strength.

Qi Yan's eyes paused on his knees, and he understood something.

But he still kept a cold face, "If you can't stand up, just lie there, you deserve it."

"I, I can stand up."

Huo Zhi looked up at him, then tremblingly propped up one leg, as if in slow motion, he squeezed his pale lower lip tightly, trying not to let himself cry out because of the pain.

Qi Yan didn't know what he was upset about, he pulled Huo Zhi up and threw him back on the sofa.

His movements are definitely not gentle, but Huo Zhi smiled gratefully, such a movement like Qi Yan's is a huge gift to him.

"Thank you sir."

When Qi Yan saw his smile, the irritability in his heart was miraculously reduced.

"What are you holding in your hand?"

Huo Zhi lowered his head, "It's ointment."

Qi Yan smiled sarcastically, "I didn't buy any food, but I prepared some ointment for myself."

"It came out of the medicine cabinet, I had it in my pocket yesterday morning."

Huo Zhi said softly, Qi Yan actually heard a sense of grievance, as if he was blaming him for his arbitrariness.

He turned his head, "Speak well, why are you being coquettish? No matter how much you beg me, I won't give you medicine."

If it wasn't for Huo Zhi's deep involvement in the scene, he might have laughed out loud on the spot.

"This young master is really...cute."

The system felt that he might want to say "ridiculous", but he responded cooperatively.

The communication in his mind didn't show the slightest bit on Huo Zhi's face, he rolled up his trouser legs, the bruise on his fair skin was particularly dazzling, and it also pierced Qi Yan's eyes.

Is the injury that serious?

It was just kneeling for hours, the former Huo Zhi never cried out in pain.

He was slightly startled.

In the past, Huo Zhi was dull and taciturn, sometimes he wouldn't even notice his existence.But now Huo Zhi seemed to come alive suddenly, with his own temper, and dared to reply to him like this.

But it is undeniable that such a fragile Huo Zhi... makes it impossible for him to just leave him and walk away.

Huo Zhi lowered his head and carefully applied the medicine to himself. The cold touch made his legs extremely tense, and the line of his calf also drew a beautiful arc. The visual impact of white and red made Qi Yan's breath Slightly aggravated.

Huo Zhi seemed to be wondering why Qi Yan was still standing here. As soon as he raised his head, Qi Yan sat beside him with a gloomy face and snatched the ointment from his hand.

Huo Zhi's back tensed, "Master, Master..."

"Shut up, it takes so long to apply medicine."

He spoke viciously, and then pressed hard on Huo Zhi's wound.

"Hiss...it hurts..." A layer of physiological tears appeared in Huo Zhi's eyes.

Qi Yan looked at him and said "serve it", but the strength in his hand became lighter.

"How do you paint this?"

"Just go up one floor..." Huo Zhi opened his mouth, but hesitated to speak.

Qi Yan didn't answer, he squeezed out the ointment, and then applied it on Huo Zhi's knee, his movements were stiff and vigorous, Huo Zhi felt tears were about to fall several times, but he bit his fist and endured it.Qi Yan glanced at him, said "hypocritical" coldly, but subconsciously withdrew his strength, his peripheral vision was full of Huo Zhi's forbearance and aggrieved appearance.

He just couldn't get used to Huo Zhi's mo-chirping appearance, that's all... he felt sorry for him.