Daily life of the hero of fast time travel

Su Mo's eyes widened in an instant, and he looked at Miyano in surprise, Miyano quickly retreated and pushed Su Mo away.

Su Mo's legs were sore and limp, but now he swayed and fell backwards.

Miyano reacted instinctively, grabbing Su Mo's hand, trying to hold him, but it was too late, and Miyano instantly pressed on Su Mo's body.

Su Mo, who was hurt by the fall, had a ferocious face twisted, and his facial features were all crowded together.

Miyano, who noticed Su Mo's abnormality, quickly checked Su Mo's injuries: "Han Xi, how are you? Are you injured anywhere?"

Su Mo arched his back, turned over, and lay down on the ground: "Back hurts."

Miyano picked up Su Mo and put him on the bed, then took off Su Mo's shirt, checked the injury, it seemed that the bone was injured, and he had to let the bone relax first.

Su Mo, who was lying on the bed, was a little bit pained: "Miyano, I'm in a hurry."

Miyano, who was lying on his bed and was about to sleep, frowned, glanced at Su Mo coolly, finally got up, picked Su Mo up, and gently placed him on the toilet.

After Su Mo resolved his internal emergency, Miyano from outside the door came in and carried him back.

Su Mo chuckled: "Miyano, my calf is a little sore and itchy, can you scratch it for me?"

Miyano, who was about to leave, suddenly turned around and looked at Su Mo coldly.

Su Mo opened his innocent eyes, and looked at him aggrievedly: "It's really itchy, ouch, my legs are cramping."

Su Mo whimpered, and Miyano squeezed his hands tightly, then walked over and gently squeezed Su Mo's leg.

The cramps were uncomfortable at first, but Miyano's hands had a magical power. Gently kneading the warm hands, those naughty muscles became docile.

Su Mo was greatly surprised, lying on the pillow, enjoying himself comfortably: "Miyano, even if you don't become an idol and become a technician, you are definitely a very rich person."

Miyano's hand paused, and the next moment, he exerted force.

Su Mo groaned, "It hurts."

"Does your back still hurt?"

"pain."

"Sleep, it won't hurt when you fall asleep."

Su Mo: "..."

In the middle of the night, Su Mo became anxious again and wanted to get up. Although his back didn't hurt much, his leg cramped again, so Su Mo had to call Miyano.

Miyano was woken up, turned on the desk lamp, looked at Su Mo: "What's wrong?"

"Internal urgency, cramp."

Su Mo's face twisted again.

Miyano had no choice but to get up, rubbed Su Mo's leg, and when the pain was not so painful, he carried Su Mo to the bathroom.

When he hugged Su Mo back again, Su Mo firmly held Miyano's arm: "Miyano, can you not go, I'm afraid of the pain and can't make a sound."

Miyano frowned, glanced at his bed, finally sighed, pushed his bed over, and joined Su Mo's bed.

Su Mo was overjoyed.

Half an hour later, seeing that Miyano was asleep, Su Mo happily pulled the quilt and lay down.

When he woke up the next day, Miyano frowned and looked at the head beside him, which was full of black lines, but when he saw Su Mo's even breathing and that defenseless face, Miyano suddenly felt that Su Mo was so His eyebrows are beautiful.

Miyano was startled suddenly, quickly lifted the quilt and got out of bed, went to the bathroom and washed it with cold water.

When he came out, he saw Su Mo nestled under the blanket like a kitten. His white and tender skin was so lazy that one couldn't help but want to swallow it in one gulp.

Miyano walked forward unconsciously, lowered his head, and moved closer.