Cannon fodder dressed as a disabled marshal

When Shao Xing woke up, he immediately felt something strange.

There was one more person on the empty big bed in the past.

The two were very close, and the other's hand was still on their waist.The morning light shone into the room, that person might feel that the light was a bit dazzling, and shrank back into his arms. The pajamas on his shoulders slipped slightly, revealing half of his white and smooth shoulders. Si lightly rubbed against Shao Xing's neck, itching.

Shao Xing stared at the people around him for a while, then closed his eyes calmly, and opened them again.

Not dreaming.

He remained motionless for a while, his thoughts moved slightly, and the mental power released gradually came back.

The things scattered in the room were returned to everyone one by one. At the same time, what happened in the room last night was quickly replayed in Shao Xing's mind like a movie.His expression was calm at first, but soon became dignified, suddenly he was a little puzzled, and finally gradually became uncomfortable.

After retracing the scene, he glanced at the people around him with a complicated expression, and rubbed the space between his brows with a headache.

Perhaps sensing movement around him, the young man on the bed unconsciously muttered a few words, rolled over, and slowly opened his eyes.

Shao Xing watched the other party go from sleepy eyes, to dazed eyes, to staring around and staring blankly, and finally jumped up from the bed as if his butt was on fire, and almost fell to the ground.

"Brother, listen to my explanation!" Shen Qiran wished to turn back time, he really didn't expect that he would be so bold as to sleep on Shao Xing's bed for a whole night, "I didn't climb your bed on purpose!"

"..."

Shao Xing didn't speak, but raised his eyebrows inexplicably.

This silence was no different from the harbinger of the approaching storm, Shen Qiran's heart was beating so fast that it almost jumped into his throat, and he quickly recounted what happened last night.As he talked, he gradually calmed down. After all, the situation was critical last night. Regardless of credit, his handling must be fine.

As for being dragged to the bed in the end... It can't be all his fault, Shao Xing has to bear the main responsibility!

—Of course he didn't have the guts to say it so directly.

After the explanation, the man sitting on the bed had an even weirder expression. He stared at Shen Qiran for a while, and then asked suddenly.

"Did you pass the spiritual general education class when you were in school?"

Shen Qiran was taken aback: "What?"

Shao Xing stretched out his wrist and gently pressed his finger on the pulse point, a blue light faintly appeared under the skin, which was fleeting.

"According to Document No. 1180 of the Empire, people with S-level mental power must be implanted with a blue blood chip. Once the mental power fluctuation exceeds the normal value during sleep, the chip will brake urgently and stimulate the host to wake up immediately."

Withdrawing his wrist, Shao Xing took a deep look at Shen Qiran while picking up the clothes beside the bed.

"What you worry about won't happen at all."

"..."

Shen Qiran was dumbfounded, and after a while he said awkwardly: "I, I don't know..."

How could he, a novice with mental power knowledge, understand this!But Shao Xing might not believe him, after all, the original owner had a lot of criminal records, Shen Qiran felt that Shao Xing would probably think that he was just trying to quibble.

But unexpectedly, Shao Xing nodded.

"I guess so." The man dressed slowly, picked up the wheelchair parked by the bed, and took another look at Shen Qiran before sitting on it.

"You can't read it just by looking at it."

Shen Qiran, who just finished studying the online class last night: "..."

Hmph, how underestimated people are!

But he didn't have the confidence to refute it back. After all, he just had a big oolong, which was very embarrassing, extremely embarrassing.

Shao Xing went to the bathroom, and Shen Qiran quickly got out of bed and returned to his room.After washing up, the embarrassing things from last night seemed to flow away with the water in the sink, and Shen Qiran felt that he was alive again.

After changing his clothes, he went downstairs to have breakfast full of energy. When he reached the first floor, the door next to the staircase opened with a "ding" sound, and Shao Xing came out in a wheelchair. The two happened to meet their eyes.

Today is a day off, Shao Xing is not wearing military uniform, he is wearing ordinary home clothes.He has a good figure, a natural hanger, and strong chest muscles that fully support the casual clothes. The exposed arms are smooth and fit, with masculine strength and beauty.

When she just woke up, she didn't feel anything, but now she suddenly met her eyes again, Shen Qiran couldn't help but think of the scene of "sleeping together in the same bed" last night, her ears felt inexplicably hot, and she quickly looked away.

However, Shao Xing was always looking at him, until the two entered the restaurant, Shen Qiran still felt that the other party's eyes were on him.

"Master Shao, Young Madam, good morning."

Aunt Mei greeted them both with a smile. Shao Xing got up late today, but Aunt Mei didn't ask anything with a wink. She quickly put the hot breakfast on the dining table. Just as Shen Qiran sat down, suddenly "Oh " He said, and hissed.

Aunt Mei was startled: "Young Madam, what's the matter?"

"It's okay, it's okay." Shen Qiran leaned back cautiously, and immediately bounced up in pain.

"It's just... just a little pain in the back."

It was probably bruised by something in Shao Xing's room last night. I didn't notice it before, but I just felt the pain when I touched the back of the chair.

"Back pain?" Aunt Mei was startled, she watched Shen Qiran move out carefully, her buttocks didn't dare to sit on the chair completely, a guess flashed in her mind, and her heart suddenly became clear.

"Be more careful next time." Aunt Mei gave Shao Xing a meaningful look, and then said kindly to Shen Qiran, "Young Madam, take a good rest today. I will make some soup for you at noon. OK."

Shen Qiran: "?"

Can back pain be cured by drinking soup?

Heard it for the first time.

Same as before, Shao Xing quickly finished his breakfast, he didn't leave the table, and waited until Shen Qiran finished eating before leaving the restaurant with him.When the two were walking towards the stairs, Shao Xing asked suddenly.

"Where does your back hurt?"

Shen Qiran guessed that Shao Xing might have something to say to him, but he didn't expect the other party to actually ask this.He reached out and touched his back twice, and his face immediately wrinkled into a ball in pain.

"...it seems to hurt everywhere."

Shao Xing gave a low "um", and before entering the straight ladder, he lightly dropped a sentence.

"I'll find you in a while."

"Oh ah??"

"I'll help you apply some medicine."

Shen Qiran seriously suspected that he had heard it wrong, but the door of the elevator had already been closed. It was not until the number on the display screen changed to "2" and the sound of a wheelchair rolling upstairs that Shen Qiran recovered from the shock.

Applicator?Does Shao Xing mean to put medicine on his back?

……

Am I still awake.

Shen Qiran went up to the second floor with a dazed expression on his face, and immediately washed his face with cold water after returning to the bedroom. He waited restlessly in the room for half an hour, but he didn't hear the knock on the door, so he gradually felt relieved.

He just said, Demon King Shao only wanted to apply medicine to his enemy when his brain was convulsed. He must have heard it wrong.

Nine o'clock is the time for the baking class to start, and it's already eight fifty, Shen Qiran hastened to make some preparations, took time out of the room, and planned to start a live broadcast in the kitchen.

As soon as he reached the stairs, the door of the master bedroom opened suddenly, and Shao Xing came out in a wheelchair, with a few small bottles on the soft blanket covering his legs.

"Where are you going?" Seeing that Shen Qiran was about to go downstairs, he frowned and asked.

The other party's eyes were too sharp, and Shen Qiran was inexplicably nervous: "I, I'm going to give a baking class, starting at nine o'clock."

The man's brows were tightened, he stared at Shen Qiran without saying a word, and said coldly after a while.

"The class start time has been postponed, go back to your room now."

"Why..." Shen Qiran had just finished speaking, seeing that the other party had already driven the wheelchair to the door of his room, and his previous guess could come true, he couldn't believe it.

"You, you really want to apply medicine for me?"

Shao Xing looked at him with a look of "what nonsense are you talking about".

"No need! It's just a little bruise, and it will gradually get better if you leave it alone." Shen Qiran said quickly, "Or you give me the medicine, and I myself..."

"Go in." Shao Xing interrupted him, with a flick of his finger, the half-closed door opened directly.

"Lie down on the bed." He pointed to the room.

"..."

"Don't make me repeat it a second time."

"..."

A few minutes later, Shen Qiran obediently lay down on the bed.

No one can survive two rounds under Shao Mowang's death stare, and Shen Qiran is no exception.But he still felt that this was not an easy matter, how could Demon King Shao kindly apply medicine to him? ?

Taking the opportunity to pump himself up was more like something he would do.

Wash your hands in the hot water basin, Shao Xing ordered while opening the medicine bottle.

"Take off your shirt."

Shen Qiran took off his shirt tremblingly, Shao Xing's eyes swept over the young man's naked back, and the movements of his hands stopped suddenly.

When the scene in his mind was played back, he had estimated that Shen Qiran's blows were very heavy, but he didn't expect the situation to be more serious than expected.The other party's skin was already delicate and tender, and if you pinch it too hard, it will leave red marks, let alone being hit hard by a bunch of things, if you look away, the back is covered with blood and bruises in patches, it is shocking.

How could anyone casually approach a person who tends to lose control of his mental power?Do you think your life is too long?

Really stupid.

This guy.

Shao Xing lowered his eyes, scraped out a piece of plaster with his fingers, and gently applied it to the bruised area.Even though the force had been lightened, when the fingertips touched the skin, the person on the bed whimpered and his body tensed up.

Shao Xing: "Relax."

Shen Qiran responded with her mouth, but her back was even tighter, and her body was still trembling slightly.

A full-length mirror stood beside the bed, and Shao Xing raised his eyes slightly, and he could see the expression of the person on the bed from the mirror.The other party had a sad expression, frowning tightly, even if he didn't touch the wound, he still had an unbearable appearance of forbearance, which was completely an expression of resistance to the extreme.

As for what he was resisting, maybe it was the pain of applying the medicine, maybe...it was him who applied the medicine.

"..."

No matter how much you resist, you have to bear with me.

Shao Xing scraped out another piece of ointment with a blank face, no longer deliberately controlled the strength of his hand, and continued to rub it on the bruise.Shen Qiran only felt that his back was hot and painful as if someone had run over it with a hot iron. He instinctively moved forward to hide, but was immediately dragged back by his ankle.

"Don't move." Shao Xing's voice was at least an octave colder than before.

Sure enough, waiting here.Shen Qiran thought tearfully.

This is not applying medicine to me, it is killing me!

"Could it be lighter?" He was in so much pain, he turned his head and begged for mercy with a crying voice, "It really hurts too much... hiss... I really can't stand it..."

Looking at it from Shao Xing's perspective, the young man's eyes were filled with tears, his wet eyes seemed to be covered with mist, his bare back was blue and purple, and the skin on his shoulders and back of his neck was extremely fair and delicate. As soon as he moved, the other party whimpered because of the pain, the bright red lips opened and closed, and the shallow teeth marks from the bite could still be seen on the moist lips.

This picture... seems a bit bad.