The self-salvation of fast-piercing cannon fodder

When Han Xing realized what he saw, Qiming had already put on a bath towel, his face flushed red, and his heart felt a sharp pain.Han Xing was a little flustered, he stood up and said in embarrassment: "You, you, hooligan!"

The scoundrel was startled, and when he came back to his senses, he saw Han Xing collapsed with pain on his face.Qiming cursed in a low voice, quickly squatted down to check Han Xing's condition, and asked anxiously, "What's wrong with you, what's wrong?"

Han Xing forced a smile and said weakly, "I'm fine, just go back to the room and take a rest."

After speaking, he struggled to get up, but Qiming hugged him by the waist. The sudden princess hug made Han Xing feel a little ashamed. Just as he was about to struggle, Qiming said softly, "Hey, don't make trouble. Tell me where your room is."

Maybe it was because Qiming's embrace was too warm, or maybe his tone was too gentle, Han Xing simply didn't want to struggle anymore, but just buried his head on Qiming's chest, feeling the body temperature when the skin touched, and said a little embarrassingly: " Go out and turn right, the first room."

Opening the door of Han Xing's room, Qiming glanced at it roughly. The layout, size, and perfection of this room can probably be compared with the presidential suite.

Putting Han Xing gently on the bed, he pulled the blanket over to cover him. As soon as Qiming got up, the bath towel slipped off his body.Han Xing blushed and turned his eyes away, but Qiming, the person involved, picked up the scarf and put it on very calmly, with an elegant gesture, without any embarrassment at all.

"Brother, you've been seen all over, you've been seen all over! Why aren't you shy at all." A certain Douding said bitterly, feeling that some of his own people had been seen all over, and suffered a great loss.

Ignoring a certain Douding's convulsions from time to time, he asked softly, "Where is the medicine?"

Han Xing hesitated and said, "I'm fine, I don't need to take medicine, just lie down for a while and I'll be fine."

Qiming helplessly reached out and stroked Han Xing's hair, and coaxed him softly, "I'm worried about you like this, be good, tell me."

Han Xing didn't want Qiming to know that he was sick, but he was greedy for this tenderness, and he couldn't refuse his tenderness, so he simply broke the jar.

"The first drawer under the coffee table, the white medicine box."

Opening the drawer, Qiming saw the medicine boxes inside. There were five medicine boxes of the same size and different colors.He took out the white medicine box with the quantity for each dose written on it, put the medicine in his palm, went to pour a glass of warm water, helped Han Xing, let him lean against his chest halfway, took the medicine and gently Help him to lie down.

Qiming said softly, "Hey, let's have a good sleep."

Just as he was about to leave, Qiming's hand was grabbed by Han Xing, Qiming turned around and asked softly, "What's wrong?"

Han Xing murmured, "Can you stay with me?" There was cautious expectation in his eyes.

Qiming shook his hand and said with a smile: "Okay. But I have to go back to my room and change my clothes, otherwise I will be called a hooligan and I will be wronged."

After speaking, Qiming winked at Han Xing maliciously.

Han Xing withdrew his hand, buried his head in the blanket, and said sullenly, "Then go and come back quickly."

Seeing this, Qiming chuckled, and his melodious voice was full of joy. He reached out and pulled off the blanket covering Han Xing's head, brushed his messy hair, and said softly: "Hey, it's not good to cover your head, I'll go change clothes ,be right back."

Hearing the sound of the door being closed, Han Xing dared to open his eyes. The feeling of being pampered wholeheartedly is so good. The place he touched seems to still retain his warmth.The pain during each attack seems to be less difficult.

Back in the room, Qiming tidied himself up quickly, and looked at the time on his phone, it was getting closer, and it seemed that it was time for lunch.After hesitating for a moment, Qiming still decided to take care of Han Xing. On the one hand, this was an opportunity to build a good impression in front of the protagonist. On the other hand, he was a newcomer. He didn’t know anyone in this place except Han Xing and Zhou Yang, so he just went down to eat like this. He was really embarrassed.

Qiming thought about it, and decided to put his luggage in this room, since it was an empty room anyway.Taking the mobile phone and closing the door casually, Qiming walked towards Han Xing's room.

When he entered the room, he saw Han Xing putting on his shoes. Qiming couldn't help but frowned, and said helplessly, "You're still sick, where do you want to go?"

Hearing the sound, Han Xing paused as he put on his shoes, raised his head and explained to Qiming, "I saw that it's time for lunch. I'm afraid you'll be hungry, so I want to bring you something to eat."

Qiming went to the bed and squatted down, stretched out his hand to hold Han Xing's right ankle, quickly untied the shoelace, took it off gently, and said dumbfoundingly: "A big man can starve to death if he eats less. I have to ask a patient to bring me food."

Just as Han Xing wanted to say it's okay, he was choked by Qiming's look, as if he was just a child throwing a tantrum, childish and funny.

Qiming pushed Han Xing on the bed domineeringly, half threatening and half coaxing: "Be good, be good, I'll spank you if you're making trouble. When you wake up, we'll go down to find something to eat."

Hearing Qiming's threat, Han Xing gave him a shameful look, gritted his teeth and said, "I'm not a child, if you dare to hit me..., I, I, I'll bite you!"

Han Xing really couldn't say those two words, the blush on his face, and the watery eyes, really didn't have any deterrent effect.

"Yeah, I'll let you bite."

Seeing the fierce expression of the little milk dog, Qiming couldn't help being happy, and wanted to tease him.

"Xiao Xing, do you know who you look like?"

Looking at Qiming's expression, Han Xing felt that he was teasing him again, but he couldn't help being curious, and asked, "Who does he look like?"

"Like the one on your chest! Haha..."

Qiming's joyful laughter kept ringing, hearty and sweet, which made people feel relaxed and happy with his joy.This made Han Xing's anger not last long, and he also laughed, feeling that he has never been so relaxed!

Seeing that Han Xing also laughed, Qiming stroked his hair and said softly, "Yes, you should smile like that. You are still a child, and life should be colorful. Don't frown all the time and think about it." Eight, like a little old man."

"You're just a little old man! And I'm an adult, don't always treat me like a child!" Although Han Xing retorted stubbornly, God knows how warm his heart is.

"Okay, go to sleep! If you don't wake up, I'll starve to death! Be good, close your eyes and don't talk. I'll stay here with you, sleep peacefully."

Qiming's gentle voice seemed to have magical powers, causing Han Xing to fall into a deep sleep unknowingly.