Quick Transm: Vicious Male Supporting Strategy Manual

"Come here." The man who was leaning on the window sill suddenly and smoking a cigarette hooked him.

Dazed for a moment, Jiang Chen couldn't help swallowing.

But he spat that he was useless.

Have you ever seen a beautiful man...

Licking the corner of his mouth.

He pretended to be weak and blinked and walked over.

"Song Yan, I'm still very uncomfortable."

……

……

The man stubbed out the cigarette in his hand and pressed it in the ashtray, then stretched out his hand and pulled him over.

"Have a headache?"

Suddenly, a strong smell of tobacco came over, making Jiang Chen stunned.

In the next moment, there was a heat on the forehead.

The man's broad and powerful palm came up.

Jiang Chen paused, but when he raised his head, he bit his lip and gave a weak "um".

"hurts a little."

Song Yan stroked the man's forehead.

After pausing for a while, he turned around and bent down to take a thermometer from the drawer.

"measure it."

"..."

Jiang Chen took it with an "oh" and sat down obediently.

"Did you take your temperature at home today?" Song Yan leaned lazily on the window sill, holding the medical record book in one hand, with one leg resting on the other, raising his eyebrows.

"Measured, 38 degrees."

Hearing this, the man didn't say anything.

Just looking down and writing something.

Slowly flipping through the medical records.

……

"Drip-drip-"

5 minutes later.

There was an electronic sound in the dead silence of the room.

"Okay, give me the thermometer." Song Yan said.

Jiang Chen got up and walked over.

While walking, he suddenly thought of something.

He quickly hooked his lower lip.

Just when he was about to walk up to the man, he gave a "click".

Raising his hand suddenly, he tore off a few buttons of his clothes and dropped them on the ground.

Song Yan paused.

Jiang Chen immediately widened his eyes in surprise, "I..." He said helplessly pulling his open clothes like a child who accidentally did something wrong.

"I... I accidentally broke—"

As soon as the eyes dimmed, he narrowed his eyes suddenly, almost instantly Song Yan's eyes fell on the man's collarbone and slender waist.

Alluring and beautiful in white.

The small waist seemed to be softened with just one grip.

His heart skipped a beat, but he immediately turned his face sideways and lowered his head slightly, "It's nothing, I have a change of coat here, you can wear one later and go."

Talking with a blank face.

The tip of the tongue felt dry for a while.

People are also a little dry.

There was even an urge to push Jiang Chen to the ground and take off his clothes.

Jiang Chen snorted, inserted his fingers a little helplessly, and lowered his head but hooked the corners of his mouth.

Song Yan's breathing was a little messy.

However, his face remained as calm as ever.

He took the thermometer and was silent for a while.

"I still have a low-grade fever, rest and take some medicine and it should be fine tomorrow."

After speaking, put the things in the drawer.

Tore up the prescription sheet.

hand it over.

Jiang Chen carefully glanced at him and took it, bit his lips and thought for a while, "I, I want to have dinner with you tonight, is that okay?"

Song Yan narrowed her phoenix eyes, and raised her head upon hearing the words.

Jiang Chen licked his lower lip, "I just want to thank you...you know my mother, she asked me to treat you to dinner...if you don't follow suit..."

While speaking, he bit his lip in embarrassment.Also glanced at him a few times.

Throat rolled up and down, Song Yan's eyes dimmed, and he couldn't help but glance at the bright red lips a few more times.

Full, beautiful and alluring.

Still very soft.

When Jiang Chen sat on his waist and kissed him yesterday...

Narrowing his eyes, his throat felt dry for a while.

After a moment of silence, he turned around. "Go outside and wait for me."

Jiang Chen was taken aback.

"I get off work at 07:30 today." Song Yan said lightly.

Forget it.

It's just a meal with someone.

Think of it as fulfilling a patient's wish.