Cannon fodder is counterattacked by heartthrobs

Although Young Master Ruan is not in good health, he is a man in his early twenties, the weight is still there, and Yi Leng is still a teenager. Although he has practiced martial arts, but Young Master Ruan hugged him so weightlessly, he He couldn't push it away for a while, and instantly felt Cen Youxi's bayonet-like gaze on him, and then Cen Youxi wanted to pull Young Master Ruan, but as soon as his hand touched Young Master Ruan, he was brushed away by Young Master Ruan with a wave of his sleeve He went, frowning as if he was drinking and shouting for servants, but he didn't leave Yi Leng's body, and the weight was still on Yi Leng.

So Yi Leng felt that Cen Youxi's gaze had turned into an ice pick, as if he was going to stab him to death. He didn't want to pay attention to it, but Cen Youxi came towards him aggressively, and stretched out his hand to grab him, obviously using him as a target to vent his anger on. up.

If he doesn't dodge this, he will suffer.

Yi Leng swayed from side to side as if he couldn't hold Master Ruan steady, walked a few steps, and knocked over the stool. When Cen Youxi didn't care about his feet, he used Master Ruan on his body to cover the movement of his feet, and lifted the stool with his toes He kicked Cen Youxi's foot skillfully with his legs. Cen Youxi felt the pain, and immediately hugged his feet and cried out in pain, and the servants rushed over when they heard the movement.

And Young Master Ruan was still a little drunk. Seeing this, Uncle Huai, the steward who took care of Young Master Ruan in the yard, asked his servants to invite Cen Youxi back. Even if Cen Youxi was not happy, he had nothing to do.

Uncle Huai pulled Young Master Ruan off Yi Leng's body, but he didn't know that Young Master Ruan actually played a bit of a temper, put his arm around Yi Leng's waist, pulled it back hard, hugged him tightly, and his breath fell to his neck On the side, a piece of warmth fell, and the smell of alcohol steamed onto his face, with a smell from a boy to a man, which made him stunned.

Uncle Huai was a little relieved to see Young Master Ruan playing petty temper so rarely, he simply ordered Yi Leng to move Young Master Ruan back to his room, and he and his servants were there to help.

Yi Leng was about to break Young Master Ruan away forcibly, so he had no choice but to accept his fate and carried Young Master Ruan out in the posture of being hugged. Apart from holding Yi Leng, Young Master Ruan was quite obedient, so he didn't need to How did Yi Leng move, I walked back to the room along Yi Leng, but his body still seemed to have no strength, most of the weight was on Yi Leng, because his body temperature was slightly higher after drinking, when Yi Leng took Master Ruan When he put it on the bed, when he lifted his face from his arms, even though there was a layer of disguise, he could feel the temperature of his face being raised by the other person's body temperature.

However, Young Master Ruan didn't intend to let him go. He didn't expect that Young Master Ruan, who had always been indifferent, would become so obsessive when he was drunk. So thorough, it would be very troublesome to expose himself, Uncle Huai saw this, he simply stuffed the towel into Yi Leng's hands and asked him to help Young Master Ruan wipe his face and change his clothes.

With him being a servant wherever he goes, he rubbed Qi Yusheng's back and also helped Young Master Ruan wipe his face.

Young Master Ruan hugged him a little tight, and he couldn't wipe his face for him. Seeing that Young Master Ruan followed him back to the room just now, he was quite obedient, so he said softly, "Young Master, it's not good for you to hug me like this. Wipe your face, can you let me go first?"

Those fascinated eyes stared at him for a while, then relaxed, but did not let him go, so Yi Leng had no choice but to wipe his face like this first.

Young Master Ruan's eyebrows are as elegant and gentle as his personality, and they are as detailed as those depicted in a painting. On the contrary, those eyes add a bit of seductive temperament to his appearance, and he doesn't make trouble when he wipes his face. Yi Leng rubbed the pain gently and lightly, turned his face away slightly, his eyes seemed aggrieved, and said softly: "Don't do this, I hurt."

Yi Leng: "..."

What is this like? !I just wiped your face!Why do you make such a jerk/pant?

However, when Yi Leng started again, he was much gentler. After wiping, he asked Master Ruan to let go, and he wanted to help him change his clothes. Master Ruan did not move, and still looked at him with hazy eyes, and then said with a bit of complaint : "I feel uncomfortable, dizzy and want to vomit." Then he complained about Yi Leng's rudeness just now, "You made me hurt, so fierce."

Yi Leng: "..."

Fortunately, Uncle Huai went out to bring sober tea, otherwise Yi Leng would have been dragged down to punish him for taking advantage of Young Master Ruan with just these two sentences.

Yi Leng thought about what he said just now, and it seemed that the drunk young master Ruan wanted to coax him, so he softened his voice, and discussed: "Young master, I just change your clothes, and after changing your clothes, you can lie down and sleep for a while." It will feel more comfortable.”

Young Master Ruan thought for a while, and for the time being believed, Yi Leng let go of his hand slowly, allowing Yi Leng to change his clothes. Young Master Ruan had a red birthmark on his shoulder. The cocoon broke out on the fair skin.

Young Master Ruan's figure doesn't look like the perennially weak and frail figure. On the contrary, there is flesh where there should be flesh. If Qi Yusheng's voice is full of aggressive power, then Young Master Ruan should be full of well-proportioned and comfortable beauty. /feel.It didn't take long for Yi Leng to finish changing clothes for Young Master Ruan. Taking care of Qi Yusheng's bath had already tempered his thick skin. Even Young Master Ruan's naked body was still as calm as an old monk. Uncle Huai, who was at the side, couldn't help but have a good impression of him, thinking that this is really an honest and honest young man, so he simply handed over Young Master Ruan's night-time service to him.

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When Young Master Ruan woke up, he felt a bit of a headache. He hadn't been hungover for a long time, and waking up drunk was not a pleasant feeling. He usually pays attention to it, but last night he drank too much without paying attention.

When he was about to get up, a young man in a man's suit walked in from the door, and came to help him get up.

"The young master is awake? Do you want to wash up?"

The familiar voice made him startled, seeing the rare confusion in the boy's eyes, and then the little bits of memory from last night began to come back, the boy took the pillow and placed it behind him skillfully, and he could still smell it when he attached himself to him. The smell of the body he held tightly to last night.

Thinking of those haunting episodes last night, Young Master Ruan's Bai/Xi's face quickly turned red, like plum blossoms blooming on the snow, just like the spring breeze blowing makes one's mind sway.

He actually did such an impolite thing, which really makes people...

Yi Leng saw that Young Master Ruan hadn't answered yet, thinking that he was still suffering, so he simply poured him a cup of tea, and Young Master Ruan had to take it and drink it in order to hide his embarrassment.

After washing up, Young Master Ruan felt much better.

Yi Leng came into the room with the ointment, it was given to him by Uncle Huai, because Uncle Huai found a red mark on Young Master Ruan's wrist, Yi Leng thought it was Cen Youxi who caught him last night, I am afraid that Cen Youxi is also a practitioner After being drunk, he was not serious or serious, so Uncle Huai applied some ointment on Young Master Ruan's wrist.

Young Master Ruan sat on the head of the bed with his hair disheveled, with a slight mist from just getting out of the bath, and a little laziness. When he looked sideways at people, he put on his misty eyes and saw Yi Leng coming towards him again. Now, he couldn't help but gathered his clothes, and asked him what else he needed unnaturally.

"Young Master, I'll apply the ointment to your wrist." Yi Leng dipped the ointment to signal, and Master Ruan really noticed the red marks on his wrist, frowned, glanced at Yi Leng, nodded, and stretched out his hand, Pulled up the sleeves, revealing a part of the wrist, white/skinned with red marks, it has a kind of gorgeous meaning.

Yi Leng rubbed the ointment on Young Master Ruan's wrist. The temperature of his fingertips was slightly lower than his wrist, and it was quite comfortable to wear the slightly cool ointment. Yi Leng lowered his head and concentrated on applying the ointment to Young Master Ruan. The distance between the two Quite close, Young Master Ruan was looking at him calmly. There was nothing to recommend about the outline, but the most prominent thing was the drooping but long eyelashes, which reminded him of a butterfly flying high.

Yi Leng put his hand on Young Master Ruan's wrist, but he felt something was wrong. When they used poison, they also taught them some medical principles. After all, healers and poisoners are inseparable. The young master's pulse condition is a bit strange.

"what happened?"

Yi Leng shook his head and said, "It's nothing."

The strange thing is, why does this pulse look a bit like the pulse of being poisoned?But it's not exactly the same, very strange pulse.