Hold on, you can't bend!

The back of the person in his arms was stiff, and his shoulders were trembling. It didn't seem like he was throbbing so much that he couldn't control himself, but rather... afraid?

Fu Yuzheng gradually realized that something was wrong, raised his hand around Zhang Nan's waist, slowly squeezed his jaw, and turned the man around: "Nan Nan?"

Zhang Nan—one hand was still pinned to the oil painting frame. At this time, the posture of bowing his back and waist made him feel so ashamed that his heartbeat was irregular. - made a sound, and said sadly: "...Brother, do you think this posture... yes, is it really friendly to me who is about to start the first time?"

Fu Yuzheng was slightly startled, lightly rubbed the fingertips covering Zhang Nan's side face twice, and said in a low voice: "I...didn't I say that the back would...uh...it would be easier, so it wouldn't be so...painful? "

Zhang Nan Duanhun said: "What kind of pirated popular science are you reading, bury it..."

Fu Yuzheng who was behind him didn't make a sound for a few seconds, and the two people's current... looks are not the same... Embarrassing, Zhang Nan sighed deeply, and just about to speak, the hand covering his face It returned to his waist again, and helped him to stand up slowly.

Zhang Nan: "???"

Although, it is wrong for you to give up so easily!

If you know you are wrong, you can change it. It is not appropriate to brake halfway, right?

After all, I... sit still.

Fu Yuzheng turned him around, the two looked at each other, Zhang Nan was dizzy.

"You..." The trousers are still stuck at the ankles. Facing Fu Yuzheng with this image, Zhang Nan just wants to repeat it ten thousand times, but he still hesitates empathetically: "If you..."

"what?"

Zhang Nan plucked up his courage, and said almost breathlessly: "If you get motion sickness... we can change the ticket, or... refund the ticket..."

Fu Yuzheng was stunned, and then laughed out loud: "Where can I go, the refund gate is in Afghanistan."

Zhang Nan: "..."

Gangzhen, my mother... This is the first time to listen to cross talk with bare buttocks.

"I'm sure I'm not very... proficient..." Fu Yuzheng suddenly lowered his head, rubbed his nose against his, and his voice was unbelievably gentle as he breathed, "So, if there is anything I can't take care of, please remind me, Just like this, okay?"

It's hard for Zhang Nan to imagine, the two of them are clearly in this state right now, how strong Fu Yuzheng's mental concentration is to be able to coax and pamper Fu Yuzheng's words.

After a while, he nodded his head almost imperceptibly, his voice was like a mosquito: "Then... go to bed."

Immediately under his feet - empty, he was picked up by the waist.

The soft mattress bears the weight of two people, the lights in the room are not turned on, and even the ceiling light on the balcony was turned off by Fu Yuzheng.

The bed sheet made of dark blue ice silk fabric is like a calm sea with undulating waves. At this time, Zhang Nan is like Ye Bianzhou, alone, breaking into the blue sea that does not belong to him. He floats with the waves and has no direction. I can only rely on the strength of the person in charge of the boat to drift away in the vast ocean, letting things happen.

His brows and eyes, which were already lively and lively, were soaked by water vapor at this moment, becoming more and more clear and attractive. Fu Yuzheng's gentle kiss like a crow's feather fell on his forehead and bridge of nose. In the next second, he heard the man's hoarse voice say : "Close your eyes."

Zhang Nan obeyed and closed his eyes obediently.

He thought that this kiss would fall on his Wei Chao's eyelids, but Fu Yuzheng kissed his lips directly.

At first, she was gentle and patient, with an inexplicably cherished strength, but when Zhang Nan opened his lips slightly to accept, it caused the other party to lose control instantly, with no rules at all.

Zhang Nan was still wearing that pure white T-shirt on his upper body, the corners of which were folded, and the large piece of pure cotton fabric on the back was soaked with thin sweat, and it felt uncomfortable to stick to his thin body. He frowned and tossed, Fu Yuzheng During the kiss, he raised his eyes, his eyes were deep, as if he was holding the flames dancing in the eternal night, he asked: "What's wrong?"

Zhang Nan tugged at his collar and said, "It's hard."

The twinkling light in each other's pupils was reflected in the eyes of the two of them. Fu Yuzheng didn't know what he was thinking, and after a few seconds, he raised his hand to help him take off the T-shirt.

The bedroom door was not closed, the hallway was breezy, and at the moment when the hot and cold alternated, Zhang Nan shivered for no reason, and the word "cold" hadn't been said, and he couldn't make a sound in the next second.

He has observed Fu Yuzheng's fingers countless times, the joints are distinct but not obtrusive, slender and thin, white and straight, really seductive; he has also accidentally seen Fu Yuzheng typing on the keyboard to write a disease analysis report, Or hold a pen and write, every time you look at it, you have the same feeling——

Fu Yuzheng's hands are excellent.

But now, the hand that only wrote academic reports, held the scalpel, held his wrist and rubbed his hair, is leading and opening him up bit by bit, towards that strange alien that he has never set foot in.

His blank void was infinitely magnified, then occupied, and fell into a larger void again.

Fu Yuzheng has always been patient with him.

I don't know how long it took, until the broken hair on Zhang Nan's forehead was completely wet with sweat and formed a lock. He took a deep breath, bit his lips, and said in a low voice, "...that's fine."

The endless time was washed and washed, and he fell into himself in the cool-toned love burning all over his body.

At a certain moment in the second half of the night, Fu Yuzheng stretched out his long arms, turned the person in front of him around, and faced him at a short distance away, with his palms on his knees that were rubbed red by ice silk, he whispered in his ear: "Does it hurt?" Doesn't it hurt?"

Zhang Nan's heartbeat and breathing rate seemed to have just finished a full marathon, he couldn't speak, and could only shake his head indiscriminately.

Then the body was light, and he was picked up by the crooked legs, and his body was slightly suspended in the air. After two seconds, his forehead rested on Fu Yuzheng's shoulder socket, his eyelids were half closed, and he sat down slowly.

This night seems to be endless.

The dawn was quiet, the mist was light, Zhang Nan's back finally touched the real place, and the next second, he almost fell asleep like dementia.

When Zhang Nan opened his eyes again, his mind was empty like fragments.

He curled up halfway on the bed, with a thin quilt on his body, and his face was facing the direction of the French windows of the balcony. All he could see, except for the empty easel, was the whole orange sky outside the window.

He nestled quietly under the quilt, neither speaking nor moving.

The consciousness is revived, except for the faint soreness leaking from the deep muscles and bone seams, there is no very uncomfortable touch on the body - if there is, it is also a strange feeling that cannot be described in some parts of the body.

After a long time, Zhang Nan slowly tried to straighten his crooked and numb leg under the quilt.

After moving slightly, he gave up instantly.

Before the sound of inhalation escaped from between the teeth, he suddenly heard a clear voice from behind him: "Are you awake?"

Zhang Nan: "..."

Brother, why are you here? !

He turned his head with difficulty and slowly, but his whole body was pulled by the hair. In the end, Fu Yuzheng couldn't stand it anymore. He stretched out his hand to support the back of his neck, so that Zhang Nan's face could smoothly face him.

The four eyes met, Fu Yuzheng's hand was still resting on his neck, rubbing his fingertips slightly, and asked in a low voice: "Are you okay?"

Zhang Nan: "..."

Good or bad, it doesn't matter.

Zhang Nan's thoughts that had just been reconnected began to disconnect again-this time, it should be the afternoon of the next day, why did Fu Yuzheng appear at home and on the bed, shouldn't he work hard in the hospital to save lives and heal the wounded?

Fu Yuzheng looked at him intently, as if he understood the shock and confusion in his eyes, he lowered his head with a smile, and pressed his forehead against his forehead, feeling that the temperature was normal, he said, "How could it be possible for you to At home, I changed classes."

Zhang Nan didn't dare to speak out easily, because he knew that his current voice must not be very pleasant, so he continued to ask with his eyes: Is this necessary?

Fu Yuzheng understood, and smiled softly: "Of course, uh... I need to know your state after waking up, and by the way, learn about your performance last night."

Even Zhang Nan, who prided himself on his brawny skin and iron wall, couldn't help but blushed suddenly at this moment.

"I..." He opened his mouth, his tone was broken, he slowed down, and said, "Would you like me to write a copy of my experience, Director Fu."

Fu Yuzheng was stunned when he heard his voice. He didn't expect it to be so serious. He frowned slightly and said, "I'll get you a glass of water."

"No need." Zhang Nan's dead duck mouthed hard, gritted his teeth and said, "I'll get up by myself—"

Just as he was about to get up, his arms propped on the mattress trembled violently, and then he fell back slightly onto the pillow, silent for two seconds, and calmly said, "Please, pour me a glass of water."

"..."

Fu Yuzheng put on his shoes and got out of bed, the corners of his mouth were obviously curved, and he didn't hide his consciousness at all.

Zhang Nan lay down peacefully, roaring in his heart——

What about human nature? !

Fu Yuzheng came and went quickly, sat back on the side of the bed, held a water glass in his hand, put his arms around Zhang Nan's sore and awe-inspiring psoas muscles, and slowly supported him against the head of the bed, even though he was so careful, when Zhang Nan At the moment when the lumbar spine touched the soft bag, his face was still wonderfully stiff.

Fu Yuzheng smiled but said nothing, and handed the water glass to his mouth. Zhang Nansheng had nothing to love, and pretended to be calm, he took his hand and drank half a glass of warm water.

—After the night, the second-class disabled, don't ask the reason, and don't tell me.

Zhang Nan's expression at this time was as messy as the silk sheet on the bed at this time, but after Fu Yuzheng put down the water glass, he actually took out a small tube of ointment from the drawer, and sent it to the second department of surgery. The Chief Physician's tone seemed to add fuel to the fire, saying, "Come on, apply the medicine."

Zhang Nan: "!!!"

Is it the medicine I imagined?

Is it the medicine I drew?

Fuck, no need? !

——In time, the little painter's face became more colorful, he maintained a weak heartbeat, and refused forcefully: "What's the matter, there's no need."

Fu Yuzheng's brows furrowed slightly, not to be questioned: "Why not, I've checked it, it's swollen...somewhat severe, and there are slight abrasions on the surface, you—"

Before finishing the following words, Dr. Fu, who had given countless doctor's orders, was covered by a furious patient for the first time: "Brother, big brother, dear brother—don't talk about it, I don't really care about face, but I don't care about it." Said yes - not at all."

With thin white fingers covering his mouth and nose, Fu Yuzheng stared down at him for a moment, and the eyes exposed outside Zhang Nan's palm suddenly bent.

He gently pulled down Zhang Nan's right hand, clasped his fingers together, and grasped it tightly.Zhang Nan was in a trance for a moment, and in his memory, certain images of last night's chaos appeared in his mind at the right time, and such a sudden flash of fragments once again made his side neck red with blood.

Fu Yuzheng held his hand, leaned closer, and said in a low voice: "You were so obedient last night, why did you wake up like a little hedgehog with fried hair—well, you're actually shy, right?"

Zhang Nan couldn't answer this question. Since the answer was too obvious, Fu Yuzheng didn't seem to need him to answer. He stretched out his arms and slowly pulled her into his arms, as if he was afraid that it would hurt him everywhere at this moment. Skeletal and muscular, so I didn't dare to use force, but just hugging it vainly like this is enough to make my heart clear and peaceful.

And Zhang Nan's heart, which has been beating wildly since he woke up until now, has finally calmed down.

Leaning on Fu Yuzheng's shoulder, he half sighed, half relieved the embarrassing atmosphere just now, and said jokingly, "It doesn't matter whether I... am shy afterwards, it's true that you are a little overly nervous."

"Yeah." Fu Yuzheng admitted generously, "After all... there were no practical reference standards before, so I can only find the answer from you, the client."

After a pause of two seconds, he chuckled again: "I just didn't expect the person involved to be so weak."

"I can't help being weak?" Zhang Nan was shocked, "I'm too weak to be 'crazy', okay, don't talk about yourself... Besides, I don't care about the general wind from southeast to north, but your old man—" said At this point, his voice lowered a little, and he was a little embarrassed after all, "You were swept by a hurricane, okay? I'm already strong and unyielding without crying in the tsunami."

Fu Yuzheng was amused by his metaphor, and after a long time, he smiled and asked, "Then what should I do?"

"What do you say?"

The two fell into short-term thinking at the same time, and answered in unison without waiting for a moment——

"You restrain yourself."

"Practice hard."

Zhang Nan: "..."

Fu Yuzheng: "..."

It's over, there is no tacit understanding at all.

Just when Zhang Nan realized that he was about to face another blushing comeback, he preemptively changed the subject: "I'm hungry."

Well, the tone is cold and hard—it sounds true.

Fu Yuzheng didn't reveal it, not to mention sleeping for so long after exhausting his energy, he really should get up and eat something.

"Okay." Fu Yuzheng said, "I'll do it, but before that..."

Zhang Nan raised his head slowly.

Fu Yuzheng: "You still have to take the medicine first."

Zhang Nan: "..."

This fucking - I can't hide, can I!

The author has something to say: Fu Xiaozheng: I'm sorry, I took it too seriously the first time.

Zhang Xiaonan: ... Shut up, you! (I can't die without medicine.jpg)

Nineteen: The heavens and the earth are spirited, my mother knelt down and prayed!

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