Dressed as the cannon fodder rival of the disabled president

The strong jasmine-flavored freshener smells, with a fresh fragrance and burnt smell, and burnt kitchen utensils are piled up in the sink.

Jiang You panted and stroked his chest, the salty smell rushed up from his throat, and he almost didn't spit it out.

After quickly checking the abnormalities in the kitchen, he paused for a moment, took a few deep breaths, and strode towards the room.

The bathroom door was covered, leaving a knuckle-wide gap.

Jiang You rushed over in three steps, but Yan Zhongxiu didn't turn his head when he heard the sound, and said loudly, "I'll be ready soon, let's go out for dinner tonight."

Jiang You stood at the door without saying a word, his chest was still heaving uncontrollably, but seeing Yan Zhongxiu finally felt relieved.

"What do you want to eat?" Yan Zhongxiu asked self-consciously, raised his head to rinse the foam on his neck, and said, "It's best not to be too spicy or too greasy."

The body line swayed and flowed with his movements, Jiang You silently took it into his eyes, went in and turned off the shower.

He straightened Yan Zhongxiu's body, took the bath towel aside and wrapped it around his waist, and straightened his face.

He stared at Yan Zhongxiu quietly, and wiped the sweat off his face.

Terrible, when it comes to the importance of physical fitness, I only ran a few hundred meters, and I was gasping for breath!

He brewed a majestic tone, and said, "I heard it all, just stay still, I want to check."

Yan Zhongxiu continued to talk about him: "Didn't you always want to eat crayfish in the night market? There are a few good ones on Zhennan Road."

Jiang You couldn't help but salivate when he heard the delicious food he was thinking about, and shook his head as if he suddenly woke up the next second.

It's not good, he was almost taken away, he lowered his eyes in annoyance, and secretly collected himself.

"No, I can't eat spicy food yet."

Yan Zhongxiu smiled gratifiedly: "It's so good."

Jiang You raised his eyebrows triumphantly, but quickly restrained himself and urged, "I'll talk about the dinner later, let me see!"

No matter how difficult it is for Yan Zhongxiu to evade, he stood with his hands hanging by his sides, so he could only cooperate with him.

With a glance, the porcelain white skin was slightly red.

Jiang You pulled his arm away, and found an obvious red mark between the elbow and several places on the lower abdomen.

While checking, he chatted with Yan Zhongxiu: "Burning the bottom of the pot, making perjury...the door of the shower is still open, and you deliberately lured me here?"

Seeing his figure through the crack of the door, he was indeed relieved, but it didn't mean he didn't continue to investigate further.

"No one can come in except you, so there's no need to shut it down." Yan Zhongxiu responded lightly, avoiding the seriousness.

Every time the little thing lowered his eyelids, he looked very serious, easily bewildering.

Yan Zhongxiu touched the small dots at the corners of his eyes, rubbed them with his fingertips, as if he had smashed a flower with his own hands, and said in a warm voice, "Because of the strong smell, I took a shower."

"So, this is an admission of having dealt with the kitchen scene?"

Jiang You glanced at the slender and beautiful fingers, the corners of his eyes were burned hot, and he had an expression of "you continue to act, see if I believe it or not".

Taking a step back, it was just a small kitchen accident caused by hand slipping, so why bother to hide it.

After checking the condition of Yan Zhongxiu's upper body, he squatted down quickly.

Yan Zhongxiu didn't have time to hold him back, his fingers stood there, and after a long while they were stiffly gathered by his side.

There are red marks on the legs, covered with old hideous marks from the knees to the calves, the sleeping dragon seems to have the tendency to move when it smells fishy.

Jiang You's eyes fell on the top, his breathing was steep, and he was so shocked that he couldn't speak for a long time.

Time seemed to stand still, and he heard Yan Zhongxiu added very lightly: "It's just that my legs softened all of a sudden."

Jiang You's heart twitched: "How could I..." I just found out now.

The back molars were bitten tightly by him, making a creaking sound.

Fortunately, he followed Yan Zhongxiu and said he liked it. When he saw him standing up, he only cared about his own happiness and completely forgot about his situation. The chance of being able to stand up was almost zero.

Jiang You immediately called Xiao Ling: "Xiao Ling, are you there?"

What can make him stand up is the system. They can change the world here with just a few words.

"Here." Xiao Ling said with his usual vigorous tone, "The current progress bar is 77%, which is your seventh month in this world, come on!"

Jiang You asked eagerly: "The new plot in the book is not affected by me at all, it is all modified by the system, right?"

"No." Xiao Ling said, "You are the main output that promotes the development of the plot, and the system is just an auxiliary."

Jiang You took a deep breath, obviously not convinced: "Then tell me, what did you do to his leg?"

It's too cruel, is this a human being?

Let people stand up again, let him fall down again, the second injury will be more deadly, and no matter how tenacious people are, they will be crushed.

Xiao Ling didn't speak, and Jiang You took him as the default, thinking: "Could it be that the system wants to engage in old-fashioned routines?"

In ancient novels where the male lead was ill, they all liked to make up this kind of drama. They had to make the male lead feel inferior and forcefully create a plot of breakup and divorce.

But no matter what tricks the system plays, they can't defy it.

"However you manipulate me, I can accept it."

When Jiang You thought of Yan Zhongxiu telling him it was okay, calmly handling the kitchen, and arranging the appearance that nothing happened, Jiang You felt very sad.

"Please, don't touch him."

Xiao Ling was silent for a while, but his heart was still soft after all.

"Little brother, don't be sad. You can't think of the worst in everything. I mentioned it before—"

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Before Xiaoling could finish speaking, he was suddenly interrupted by the sound of electric current.

Jiang You almost died on the spot: "Your uncle, the dog system!"

He was obedient halfway through, and it was the most frustrating thing. This time, he got involved with Xiaoling again. I hope the system won't embarrass him, after all, he was pinched before he could speak clearly.

Yan Zhongxiu's eyebrows kept twitching, Jiang You stared at his knees and frowned tightly, even gnashing his teeth, he was thinking about how to speak.

Unexpectedly, after Jiang You calmed down, he suddenly circled his knees.

Because after thinking about it, what he should and can do now is to stabilize Yan Zhongxiu's mind and get rid of his anxiety.

The knees softened, and the kiss fell on the old disease, like duckweed touched by the spring breeze.

The warmth left, but the duckweed did not stop.

Yan Zhongxiu froze for a moment, then felt the blood in his calf heat up suddenly, his meridians trembled with pain, and the scalded skin also turned on the pain switch.

Jiang You raised his head, showing reddish moist eyes, looking at him pitifully: "I'm clingy, don't try to get rid of me."

"Like a puppy that has been bullied." It was even more painful than the first time I saw it.

Yan Zhongxiu's heart softened, his brows slightly curved, and he smiled bitterly.

He had been seen through a long time ago, and Jiang You took all his anxiety onto himself, covering up his embarrassment.

"Super obedient, how about raising one, huh?" Jiang You looked up at him, not missing the slightest emotion on his face.

Yan Zhongxiu leaned over slightly, his fingers landed on the corners of his red eyes again, slid across his cheekbones and continued down.

It wasn't until his lower lip was rubbed with his fingertips that Jiang You noticed the dense sweat on his forehead, and stood up awkwardly: "Did I hurt you just now?"

Yan Zhongxiu shook his head, his face turned pale, and he took his hand and squeezed it.

Maybe he endured it for too long, and even the pain began to fight back. In order to cover up the burn, he washed it with hot water several times.

Especially the knees, where they are desperately trying to break the defense, and the pain is excruciating.

It's so stupid, Yan Zhongxiu swallowed his throat, and it was even more stupid to say it.

He tightly clasped Jiang You's white arm and said, "Let's go out first."

Jiang You helped him to sit down, and when he was about to take his mobile phone, his arms were full, and he hurriedly said, "I'll call Brother Jiang!"

Yan Zhongxiu held him down, tried his best to bear the pain, and said: "Phantom neuralgia, it will be better in a while."

"Then there should be corresponding physiotherapy, stronger than you!"

"Don't be self-willed, let's go to the hospital, okay?" Jiang You hurriedly returned, with his hands in the void, how dare he really push him.

Therefore, Yan Zhongxiu was even more unmoved, and patted him on the back to comfort him: "Don't worry, don't worry..."

He pressed his forehead against Jiang You's neck, his throat was slightly hoarse due to dryness: "I'm sorry."

"I'm not angry with you." Jiang You stiffened his back, struggled for a few seconds, pursed his lips and said, "Okay, I admit it was a bit..."

He himself flew over from Yucheng in the middle of the night, so how could he lie to him just because he didn't want him to worry?

"I did something wrong, you should be angry with me." Yan Zhongxiu stepped back and looked at him, and said, "But it's not good to be angry, you might as well scold me."

Jiang You rolled his eyes, raised his eyelids and asked him, "Then can I swear now?"

Yan Zhongxiu's face was slightly cold, and he pinched his cheek with two fingers: "No."

"Well, there is no soul, so it doesn't matter if you don't scold."

Yan Zhongxiu stared at him without blinking, his eyes met, like a tug-of-war, in the end it was Jiang You who was defeated first.

"Okay, don't try to divert my attention anymore, we don't need to go to the hospital, I'll ask brother Jiang to help me buy scald ointment, is the head office okay?"

"...OK." Yan Zhongxiu finally let go of him, Jiang You was free, and immediately jumped out of his arms.

He dialed He Jiang's number with his mobile phone, looked back at Yan Zhongxiu, and Yan Zhongxiu also looked at him with dark eyes.

The other end was quickly connected, and he said a few words before hanging up.

Yan Zhongxiu was wrapped in a towel all over his body, and his sitting posture was always upright, like a living sculpture, he looked away awkwardly.

Yan Zhongxiu raised his eyebrows slightly, and took a light breath, showing a bit of self-pity.

Jiang You walked over helplessly and amusedly, squatted in front of him, blowing cold air on his knees with puffed cheeks.

That place seems to be able to detect the loving gaze, and the pain is even worse, like a child who has nothing to worry about.

It's probably the same reason that the more someone comforts a crying person, the more he cries.

Yan Zhongxiu looked intently at the serious face in front of him, the sides of his face were tense, and his brows and eyes slowly relaxed.

The two of them just like this. He stared at his knees, and he stared at his eyebrows.

Until there was a knock on the door, breaking the long silence.

He Jiang stood at the door, his eyes kept looking into the door: "Mr. Yan, is he alright?"

These few days Yan Zhongxiu was here, taking care of Jiang You's food like his old father, but he restrained himself and never stayed overnight in Jiang You's room.

Similarly, Jiang You will not be allowed to stay with him for too long, he guesses it will be hard to say today.

Jiang You only opened a slit, showing half of his face and said, "Thank you Brother Jiang."

As he spoke, he reached out to take the paper bag, tilted his head and glanced out, and said, "It's nothing serious, see you later."

"That's good, as long as it's okay." He Jiang said to withdraw, but he didn't move his feet.

Jiang You chased him away with squinted eyes, He Jiang had no choice but to leave, walked a few steps and turned around and said, "I'm really leaving, pay attention to safety."

"Yeah, yes." Jiang You turned and closed the door.

I went back to the living room and weighed the paper bag. It felt strangely heavy. I thought maybe Brother Jiang wasn’t sure which medicine was more effective, so he bought everything.

As expected of He Jiang, a reliable adult.

He poured out all the contents in relief, and looked at them one by one: "comfrey oil, Jingwanhong ointment, moist burn ointment, Beifuji, KY..."

"KY!!!" Jiang You glanced again in disbelief, and chewed on the words He Jiang said to be safe, and then heard Yan Zhongxiu laughing.

Jiang You frowned, super embarrassing, I don't want to lose face, help!

"I definitely didn't ask him to buy this, trust me!"

The smile in Yan Zhongxiu's eyes overflowed, and he laughed out of breath, and said, "Well, his mind is dirty."

"That's right, tsk tsk, I didn't expect Brother Jiang to be such a person!"

He only talked about a small accident in the kitchen, burns, pain, etc., and asked him to buy medicine for mild burns, how did he think of that kind of thing.

Jiang You clicked his tongue in disgust, and ruthlessly threw the tube of medicine into the trash can, leaving the comfrey oil behind, and packed up the rest.

Then he washed his hands and rubbed the medicine on Yan Zhongxiu, carefully applying it while blowing on the reddened area.

After applying it on his upper body and his legs, he had to roll up his bath towel to the heels of his legs.

Yan Zhongxiu's legs are well-proportioned, slender and fair, and because of long-term fitness, there is a soft muscle line.

It's not obvious when you sit and watch, but Jiang You has seen it, so it's inevitable that he remembered it at this time.

Yan Zhongxiu's body was hot, and he was suffering both physically and physically. He said, "If you continue to look at it, you will have to wipe it off."

Jiang You shook his hand: "..." I don't think you are much better than Brother Jiang!

He quickened his hand movements, waited for Yan Zhongxiu to relieve the pain, and gave him an acupoint massage, and before he knew it, it was time for supper.

Jiang You originally planned to cook something casually, but remembered that the pot was burned by Yan Zhongxiu, so he had to call room service in the end.

But not long after eating, he was kicked out, and he was so angry that he called Yan Zhongxiu a scumbag.

Yan Zhongxiu coaxed patiently for a long time, although gossip reports can be suppressed, but people will remember it if it existed, and he doesn't want Jiang You to have any more negative things.

The road he paved with his own hands cannot be shoveled by himself.

Jiang You wanted to refute him very much, it was impossible for him to be free from negativity in this business.

A pair of Yan Zhongxiu's serious eyes opened the door honestly, and he couldn't help teasing him after thinking about it: "Now you think I'm redundant, okay, I understand..."

Yan Zhongxiu closed the door he had opened, and moved half a step forward, almost leaning against the back of the door, staring at him with fiery eyes.

Leaning over to quickly and precisely grasp the flesh on the tender white neck, Jiang You hissed as if his hands and feet were electrified, and instinctively felt that it was dangerous.

Yan Zhongxiu seemed to particularly like to bite his place, the jugular artery, and to test his teeth inch by inch.

Yan Zhongxiu bit down lightly and leaned forward, pinching his slender waist.

"You threw the thing yourself, and you can't bear it later, and you have to carry it even when you cry."

Jiang You's face was hot, no, can you stop showing off your power like this?

The hot and humid breath fell on his neck, entwining his breath like vines, Jiang You begged for mercy: "Woooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo

"It's late." As soon as Yan Zhongxiu finished speaking, Jiang You was picked up by the waist and pressed against the door to seal his tongue.

He was so kissed that his brain was hypoxic, his hands and feet were weak, and his whole body was hung on Yan Zhongxiu's body.

Yan Zhongxiu persisted for seventeen days, four hundred and eight hours, and fell apart.

Jiang You was dying in the tiger's mouth: "I can't..."

"Men have to say no." Yan Zhongxiu chuckled, kissing all the way down: "Good boy, just get used to it."

Are these words familiar?Empress Jiang You shook her head in fear: "No, no, I can't get used to it!"

"uncomfortable?"

"It's not... the back is comfortable, but the front is uncomfortable..."

"Understood, now, is the front comfortable?"

"..." Gan, not before and after!

After bullying him enough, Yan Zhongxiu picked him up and tidied up his clothes.

Jiang You's eyes were foggy, and his hands and feet hadn't slowed down yet, his head limply buried in Yan Zhongxiu's arms, panting.

But he finally learned how to behave, and when his breath became stable, he actively withdrew from Yan Zhongxiu's arms, saying: "I'm going down, you are not allowed to take a shower, do you hear me!"

"Of order." Yan Zhongxiu kissed his moist red lips and said, "Good night."

"OK, good night."

However, neither of the two who said good night to each other slept well.

It's been a while since they made out. In Yucheng, they could only hold back because they were filming variety shows. When they came here, they slept in their own rooms.

Dry firewood will be difficult to extinguish for a while.

At dawn the next day, Jiang You entered the set with dark circles under his eyes. Fortunately, he only had two sets of make-up shots today, and it was over soon.

The itinerary of the crew is to complete all the shooting in Qingcheng Scenic Area in the morning, have dinner at noon, and return to Yucheng at 02:30 in the afternoon.

While Jiang You was having dinner, the phone vibrated and received a message from Yan Zhongxiu.

"The rose cake is sweet but not greasy, and the egg yolk shortbread is as soft and glutinous as you, delicious."

"There is a general meeting of shareholders in the afternoon, I will go back later."

"There are many people at the airport, please be careful, let Shi Nan pick you up when you go home."

Jiang You lowered his head and smiled, his mood was overwhelmed yesterday, he even forgot where he put the snacks.

He typed with one hand and replied: "Yeah, I got it."

Picked up an emoticon package: Lao Tzu's love, keep it safe.JPG.

Seeing the string of words "the other party is typing..." appear and disappear.

Finally received a "good" word.

Yan Yu next to him rolled his eyes and said, "The corners of his mouth are almost reaching behind his ears..."

"Did Ning read it wrong?" Jiang You tilted his head and said, "Obviously the back of his head has been grinned!"

Yan Yu reproduced traditional performing arts: "..." Dog man man!