Scumbags are always affectionate

Wen Cheng ran back to the room and jumped onto the bed. He wrapped himself in the quilt and turned into a ball, curled up and rolled on the bed with his face covered.

So...so embarrassing...really embarrassing!

Wen Cheng decided in his heart that he should not get out of the quilt before Zhou Rongjin left.

However, Wen Cheng was afraid of something, and soon there were three knocks on the door of the room, and someone's pleasant and charming voice came in: "Xiao Ke, it's me."

Wen Cheng didn't want to open the door, he knew that Zhou Rongjin was outside the door.Thinking of what he said just now, Wen Cheng blushed and didn't want to see him.

No, absolutely not.

But Zhou Rongjin was very patient, knocking every few moments to show that he didn't leave.He wasn't impatient either, he just waited outside if Wen Cheng didn't open, just trying to argue with him.

After knocking for the third time, Wen Cheng hesitated for a moment, but still felt distressed that Zhou Rongjin was stuck outside the door.Thinking of how unsteady he was, he angrily threw off the quilt and opened the door.He looked at the handsome and elegant man, his voice was a bit stubborn, and he hummed, "Aren't you tired after standing outside the door for so long?!"

Seeing Wen Cheng's flushed cheeks, moist eyes, Zhou Rongjin bit his lips slightly as if angry or distressed, his heart softened.What's more, this little guy is obviously concerned about himself, don't talk about it for a while, even if he is allowed to stand for three hours, he won't feel tired.

Zhou Rongjin lowered her head, smiled softly and said, "I thought you would be busy in the room for a while."

Wen Cheng glared at him with wet eyes, thinking he was very imposing and said: "What am I busy with?"

Zhou Rongjin pursed her lips and said with a smile: "Well, for example, change the bed sheet or something..."

Wen Cheng frowned immediately, blushing and jumping on his feet, said: "I didn't say anything! I didn't say anything just now!"

Zhou Rongjin couldn't help laughing in her heart, but quickly comforted her face: "Mmm, yes, you didn't say anything... Then, can I come into your room?"

Zhou Rongjin still cautiously sought Wen Cheng's opinion, trying to blend into his world as gently as possible.

The fact of entering the personal room is too intimate, Zhou Rongjin didn't want to be so fast, for fear of scaring the boy.But he seemed to have heard something more gratifying just now, so he felt that it didn't matter if he quickened his pace.

Wen Cheng stared at him for a long time, pretending to be reluctant and nodded, only the red tips of the ears revealed that he was still very shy.

"Well, come in if you want to..."

Zhou Rongjin secretly recorded the boy's performance - he was able to allow a person who was not too close to enter the house, and after this person entered the house for the first time, he was allowed to enter his room alone.

Zhou Rongjin pondered in his heart: Maybe the young man's condition is not as serious as he thought, or the young man has improved rapidly.

Wen Cheng didn't look like a patient with serious psychological problems.

Even though the poor Wen Cheng has the plot in hand, he keeps OOC in front of the "scumbag" doctor who has somehow become very moral.

It stands to reason that patients with post-traumatic stress disorder should reject this kind of intimate behavior very much, but in the script at this time, Bai Ke has been tricked into various plays, so there will be no such rejection.

However, Bai Ke's non-rejection in the plot is very different from what Zhou Rongjin wanted Wen Cheng to achieve: the scumbag doctor used Bai Ke's trust in him to break into his heart, so that Bai Ke could only surround him. Turn by yourself.Bai Ke's psychological trauma will be even greater, he will be more resistant to other people, and even his own sister refuses to say some things, which directly achieves the goal of the scumbag doctor to turn Bai Ke into his own private plaything.

And Zhou Rongjin's current treatment is indeed a very normal psychological wound healing therapy. Wen Cheng's refusal should be for everyone, and he will completely get out of the shadows and become a healthy person.

...Of course, the premise is that Wen Cheng really suffers from post-traumatic stress disorder. _(:зゝ∠)_

After Zhou Rongjin entered Wen Cheng's room, he chatted casually and then withdrew.When he came the next day, he brought Wen Cheng another pile of forms for him to fill out again.

Wen Cheng was dumbfounded.

233 was also confused.

It doesn't appear in the script!Hey, isn't it time to go to bed? !

He doesn't know how to fill out this form...

Even if Wen Cheng has 233, 233 can find all the options that patients with post-traumatic stress disorder should fill in, he doesn't know how he should recover after this period of treatment...

_(:зゝ∠)_Does it mean that to play a patient you have to learn psychology first? !

Unfortunately, it's too late now...

Zhou Rongjin moved a stool and sat in front of Wen Cheng, insisting on watching him fill it.He smiled lightly and said, "Xiao Ke, there are a lot fewer options this time, I believe you can fill them out carefully."

Last time... 233 seemed to be telling me to fill in randomly, but Wen Cheng felt that he should be more dedicated, so he looked up the answers to every question in a daze.So, the person who was so serious last time, how can it be impossible to escape this time, right?

The hole I dug myself, I have to jump into...

Wen Cheng...Wen Cheng bit his lip, looking at the options that were not much different in quantity, he almost cried with anger.

With tears in Wen Cheng's eyes, he said aggrievedly: "233... What, what about this?"

233 raised his forehead, and said: "Why don't you just fool around, anyway, now that you have gone through the part of the treatment, these forms are not the point, you know what the point is!"

Wen Cheng nodded, thinking that what 233 said was very reasonable.The credible image of 233 that collapsed in a corner was filled back at this moment! (…)

Hmm... Now the point is to at least have a bed before Bai leads back.

Thinking so shyly, Wen Cheng felt much less pressure on his hands. When answering the questions, he just filled in what he thought was "the current situation of Baike".

When Zhou Rongjin saw this answer sheet, she gave the boy a helpless and doting look, and now she really confirmed a situation: this little liar is obviously not sick!

If Wen Cheng really followed what 233 said, Hu Huanmeng might be better off, but he had to fill in carefully according to his own feelings.Therefore, this questionnaire, which could not fool the professionals at all, just exposed the truth of Wen Cheng's pretending to be a patient.

Zhou Rongjin pondered for a while, maybe which template Wen Cheng wrote down the answers to the first answer sheet (√), but he didn't know why he had to pretend to be a mentally ill patient.

Zhou Rongjin thought about Wen Cheng's attitude of resistance to other psychiatrists, and then thought about the young man's attitude towards herself, and there was no way she could not doubt that this person came after her.

Coupled with the fact that the two of them seemed to have a "past", there were only two guesses left in Zhou Rongjin's mind: this young man either missed him and seduced him back and forth; or he was injured before and was unwilling to come to revenge on him.

However, it's all good...

Either way, he's happy with it.

Zhou Rongjin will let the young man achieve his goal, hold him firmly in the palm of his hand, and never let go.

Wen Cheng watched Zhou Rongjin look at the questionnaire seriously (?), thinking about what he would do next.Now it is much later than the script time, but this "white devil" has not acted yet, which is not good for the development of the plot.

Or... hook him up by yourself...

Well, for work!Thinking of this, Wen Cheng's ears turned red.

Wen Cheng was about to move, but Zhou Rongjin suddenly threw away the record sheet and question-and-answer sheets in his hand, looked at the boy and smiled and said, "Xiao Ke, shall we do further practice today?"

Zhou Rongjin stood up and slowly approached him, squinting her eyes and said slowly: "Physical contact practice."

Wen Cheng let out an "ah", this is the beginning of the play in the script.

233 was surprised and panicked: "Is it coming?! I really have no defense at all! I... I am going to sleep, host!"

233 (the system is dormant): "Dididi——"

Wen Cheng didn't have time to talk to 233, he watched Zhou Rongjin gradually approaching, his whole body froze.

Wait, you obviously wanted to seduce him just now...why are you so nervous now? !

Zhou Rongjin's eyes were still dazzlingly bright, but they were not as gentle as water in the past, and had more of a faint glint.The corners of his lips seemed to be flaring up, half a smile was not a smile, and his slender fingers tugged at the collar of his shirt, revealing the faint lines of his Adam's apple and collarbone.

Wen Cheng didn't know why, but he always felt that Zhou Rongjin seemed to have discovered some secret now, as if, as if... he wanted to punish the bad boy who lied.

Punish play? !

Wen Cheng was so frightened that he closed his eyes and shrank back.

Zhou Rongjin paused for a moment, and stopped just two fists away from the boy, almost touching his face.He said in a deep and seductive voice: "Now... how do you feel, huh?"

Being so close, Wen Cheng could feel the temperature of Zhou Rongjin's body, and the traces of hot air seemed to form a substance - white silk-like things emanating from his body, constantly fluttering to hook and entangle himself .

And Zhou Rongjin's voice penetrated from Wen Cheng's small ears, passed through his ear canal and skin, and entered into his blood.At that moment, the blood seemed to be stimulated and began to rush rapidly.

Wen Cheng heard his heart beating non-stop, as if he couldn't restrain the rapid flow of blood, and finally had to follow along.Wen Cheng almost couldn't bear the impact of both inside and outside, at the moment he was hot all over, he just wanted to soften his body and let him do whatever he wanted.

I have to admit that Wen Cheng misses Zhou Rongjin very much, and misses him physically and mentally in various senses.

Zhou Rongjin looked down at the young man who was already blushing, and secretly laughed in his heart, could it be that he just couldn't do it?So irresistible...

But he wanted to make a fuss, so he asked the boy again, guiding him in a low voice, "How do you feel now? Tell me..."

Wen Cheng struggled for a long time, it was rare for him to be able to think of the script in his mind at this moment.This "physical contact exercise" is also included in the script. What did Bai Ke say at the time...

Oh, right.He said, you are too close to me.

Wen Cheng repeatedly reminded himself not to fall short, not to let Zhou Rongjin see through that he was fine at such a time.

Otherwise, otherwise... all kinds of play might be gone!

Wen Cheng thought to himself, such a thing that doesn't fit the plot, we can't let it happen!

I am a traumatized patient... I am a traumatized patient...

Wen Cheng read it a few times, and finally regained his sanity, and regained Bai Ke's slightly frowning and resisting expression, saying: "You are too close to me."

"Oh, is that so?" Zhou Rongjin chuckled. He saw that the young man in front of him was clearly shy and excited just now, but later he had to act indifferent and disgusted. He just found it very funny.

Not only did Zhou Rongjin not leave, but she got closer to him, whispered into his ear, and said, "I'm your psychiatrist, you have to trust me wholeheartedly, I won't hurt you."

I-I don't believe you, Doctor Scum...

Wen Cheng thought of Zhou Rongjin's character design, and pursed his lips when he heard him lie to himself like this. However, Wen Cheng was still playing the role of Bai Ke at the moment, and the expression of resistance on his face could only be softened.

When Wen Cheng felt that Zhou Rongjin blew into his ear, the hot air tickled into the ear canal again, and once again stimulated his rushing blood.He didn't know whether it was excitement or trembling in fear, and he said "um", indicating that he would try to accept this distance.

When Zhou Rongjin was teasing people, he was shamefully teased back by that soft "um".The boy's clean, pure and trusting voice was too tempting for him.

Zhou Rongjin licked her lips and said, "Open your eyes and look at me..."

Thus, Zhou Rongjin saw a pair of eyes like a newborn deer, the dark pupils were bright and big looking at him, the black and white eyes were blurred by a thin layer of water mist.There was clearly anticipation in those eyes, and his own shadow was reflected in them, and the self in those eyes looked deeply at the boy.

Zhou Rongjin almost couldn't help but kissed her.

He rolled his Adam's apple, thinking in his heart: If every "patient" is so attractive, then maybe he is really a scum.

Thinking about it, he really wanted to trick the boy in front of him into bed.

Zhou Rongjin held a feather taken out of his pocket in his hand, fixedly looked at the young man and said, "Now, we are proceeding with further treatment. I will touch you through the object, you feel it with your heart, and then you tell me your idea."

Wen Cheng looked at the thin and soft feather, the tips of his ears turned red unconsciously, and he nodded slowly.

Zhou Rongjin's initial contact started from the back of Wen Cheng's hand.This is the place where people repel the least, he took the tip of the feather and gently swept the back of Wen Cheng's hand, Wen Cheng flinched, and moved back as if forcibly holding back.

Wen Cheng looked at Zhou Rongjin tremblingly, as if he wanted to find someone to rely on, but also as if he was afraid that he would hurt him, so he looked at him pitifully.

Zhou Rongjin knew that Wen Cheng was acting, but his heart was still so soft that he wished he could hold the boy in his arms to comfort him, and tell him that he was willing to dedicate everything in the world to him.

At the same time, Zhou Rongjin rejoiced countless times that Wen Cheng was acting. If he was really a patient, he would be breaking the law now.

After all... Maybe he will continue to commit crimes knowing that he is breaking the law.

Zhou Rongjin slowly moved the feather, and kept sweeping Wen Cheng's skin with the tip of the feather, from the back of his hand to the palm of his hand, sweeping in circles on the palm of his hand, and then from the palm of his hand up the inner arm...

When he saw the young man's fragile and beautiful neck, Wen Cheng raised his head and called anxiously: "Doctor..."

Zhou Rongjin smiled slightly, held up the feather, shook it and said warmly: "Don't be afraid, it's just a feather, it won't hurt you."

After finishing speaking, Zhou Rongjin hooked the young man's chin on purpose, his eyes were bewitching.He said: "Look, it's all right..."

Wen Cheng lowered his eyes, said "hmm" again, and said aggrievedly in his heart: Doctor scum, you make me itchy... I, I really want you to hug me... I don't want feathers!

Zhou Rongjin looked at Wen Cheng's soft, cute, pitiful longing expression, but insisted on not asking for a word, and suddenly realized a problem - Wen Cheng still didn't give up acting.

It seems that someone needs to be trained to be good.

Zhou Rongjin knew that if he wanted to live comfortably in the future, he had to know how to give up at the right time.He secretly decided in his heart that he must punish this little liar well, so that the boy would never dare to say what he meant again.

Therefore, Zhou Rongjin put away the feathers suddenly, pretending to be serious and said: "This is the end of today's treatment."

"Eh?!"

Wen Cheng suddenly raised his head to look at him, opened his eyes wide, with an expression of disbelief: "It's over?! It's over?!"

Yeah, let you lie.You made me worry for a long time.

Zhou Rongjin suppressed a smile in her heart, but she nodded seriously and said: "Well, each treatment should not be too much, we have to do it little by little. Let's stop here today."

"But...but..." Wen Cheng was a little flustered, seeing Zhou Rongjin looking at him with "unknown reason", "but" for a long time, there was nothing to say.

Wen Cheng pursed his lips, and he couldn't tell Zhou Rongjin that the script was obviously finished all at once...

He, he is ready...

Zhou Rongjin looked at Wen Cheng and smiled, and said gently and considerately: "Are you hungry? Go eat something, okay? Or if you don't want to go downstairs to meet people, I'll cook for you?"

Wen Cheng stomped his feet, and said aggrievedly with tears in his eyes, "Whatever..." Then he didn't want to talk to Zhou Rongjin anymore.

Wen Cheng rushed back to the room, threw himself on the bed and rolled himself into a ball again, hugging the quilt and rolling over and over again...

Wen Cheng recalled the scene just now, Zhou Rongjin kept teasing him with that feather, sliding over his trembling fingertips, over his slender wrist, over his fragile and sensitive throat...

Every inch the feather passed would cause his body to tremble. It was as if he had been stroked by Zhou Rongjin even though he hadn't touched it. The feeling was even worse than a stroke. It made people want more.

Then, Wen Cheng couldn't help but think back to the last world, after Zhou Rongjin had teased him in various ways, she hugged him and did all kinds of happy things on the bed, endlessly, with great joy.

Wen Cheng blushed, shyly huddled under the quilt and began to roll over and over again...

Why... why did it stop? !

Zhou Rongjin, you... you scumbag doctor!Too bad!