After wearing the book, the sickly junior brother always plots against me

Liu An looked at the cowardice in Xiao Huaming's eyes in front of him, smiled with his lips curled up, and breathed into his ear: "Senior brother, am I hurting you, what are you hiding in your eyes? "

"Afraid of me, what are you afraid of?"

"I don't know, but I thought I was some kind of tiger and wild wolf. Can I eat you?"

Although the tone was smiling, Hua Ming could clearly hear the indifference in the voice.

"I didn't mean that, it's just... It's just that I was going to make porridge for you, but I messed it up."

Liu An said indifferently: "I know, I'm not blind."

Hua Ming: "..."

When he was about to say something, Liu An suddenly leaned into his ear and said, "Is it intentional?"

what?

on purpose?

Where did he look like he did it on purpose?

Hua Ming swallowed nervously, then raised his hand to cover his neck in a panic, and said in a low voice, "I didn't, what did you do on purpose for no reason?"

"I'm not a fool to blow up a kitchen for a bowl of porridge."

Liu An stared at him steadfastly, the smile on the corner of his mouth was unobstructed, and he hummed softly: "Xiao Huaming, you are not a fool, who can be a fool?"

Hua Ming was only worried about whether the crazy critic in front of him would suddenly convulse and grab his neck and would not let go, whether he would be strangled by the throat of fate again, so he couldn't hear what he called himself.

"I can still be in a daze when I'm talking to you, brother, do you still say that you are not a fool? You are dumbfounded."

Hua Ming: "..."

You know that it hurts others, it seems that if you don't hurt me, you will have osteoporosis?

Forget it, hurting people is better than killing people, I am grateful to you for saving my life, I dare not ask for too much...

Just when Hua Ming was about to sigh, Liu An frowned suddenly, and grabbed his wrist with a serious expression.

This... What's wrong with this?

It's good, I didn't offend him, I didn't say anything, if there is something wrong, it's probably my breathing...

"I... I didn't offend you, did I..."

Seeing Liu An's face became more and more gloomy, Hua Ming also moved his feet back in horror, not daring to breathe.

Liu An didn't say a word, just when he was confused, he hugged him again.

Just... just speechless...

Even if you want to show off your strength, there is no need to always use this method. Those who don’t know think how weak he is...

But in fact, he is a tough guy, okay?

"Junior brother, you are polite, you are polite, I can go by myself."

Liu An said with a cold face: "You are injured."

Hua Ming: "??"

injured?Where is it hurt?

I'm fine!

"Brother, did you misunderstand me?"

Under the eaves of others, you have to bow your head, if you can bear it, you can bear it, if you can't bear it, you will die.

Liu An stopped in his tracks, and stared at him with some displeasure: "To say you are a fool, do you really think of yourself as a fool?"

"Where did you get hurt, don't you know?"

"Or, brother, you don't want to live anymore?"

As expected of a villain, it's like eating gunpowder at every turn, but can we be a little more friendly and stop joking about our lives all the time, okay?

The point is, I really don't know where it hurts...

"Your finger is bleeding, can't you see it?"

Hua Ming: "..."

Is this a big deal?

I don't know, I thought I had a broken leg...

I muttered a few words in my heart, but still smiled on the surface: "It's okay, it's not a big problem if your fingers bleed, just find a cloth to wrap it up."

Liu An didn't speak, but just looked at him fixedly, his aura was a bit permeable.

Hua Ming coughed twice more, and asked tentatively: "Your injuries are still unhealed, and your body is still a little weak. I'm so heavy, so I don't bother you to hold me."

It should be okay to say it this way, so I won't suddenly lose face...

No matter how I listen to this sentence, it is for your sake, it will be no problem...

But I didn't want his face to be even more ugly, I only heard him say: "You said that I am weak?"

"Brother, who are you looking down on? If I use a little bit of strength, I'm afraid your thin waist will be broken by me."

Hua Ming: I didn't mean that. Why can't you understand people's language? Is there a space-time generation gap with the paper people?

Liu An continued to say: "One day, you will know how powerful I am, and you will be convinced by my own actions."

"Obely, hold my neck tightly."

The most critical sentence was missed by his useless little ears, and he only heard the latter sentence "obediently".

Hua Ming no longer argued or struggled, but buried his head deeper, hoping that his footsteps would be faster, and he must not be seen by any junior.

An imposing big man, always being hugged like this, how decent is he, it's embarrassing...

It took a long time to arrive in this room, Liu An glanced at him, and then let out a clear smile: "Senior brother, why are you burying your head so low, your breath is so hot, my clothes are almost soaked. "

"Look, it's all wet, don't you mean it?"

Hua Ming: "..."

Before he could explain, Liu An put him on the bed, and turned his back to find the ointment.

Hua Ming: Isn't he the one who was seriously injured? Why is he lying on the bed by himself every time? Did he make a mistake?

Thinking about it, his fingers started to bleed again...

"I'll put some ointment on you to stop the bleeding, it shouldn't hurt too much."

"This little injury is unnecessary..."

"Why did it start streaming again?"

In the next second, Liu An lowered his head and hugged his finger, a warm feeling wrapped around his fingertips, a little comfortable, but his facial expression and the finger were tight.

His heart was also beating faster.

Liu An raised his eyes and glanced at him, his eyes were full of smiles, his lips were still closely connected with his fingers.

"Junior brother... um..." Hua Ming actually felt a little embarrassed to say it.

Fortunately, at this time Liu An's lips also left his finger, and said frankly: "Brother's memory is really bad, my hand was bleeding when I was young, didn't you teach me to suck the bleeding mouth?"

"I'm just helping senior brother, okay?"

Hua Ming was speechless to refute again, and always felt that if he stayed with him, he was being manipulated.

When he was in a daze, Liu An had already gently applied the ointment to him: "These days, don't touch the water, I will apply the ointment to you regularly."

"This is a small injury, and you didn't want me to take care of you, why... just the other way around?"

Liu An's hand stopped, and this time he grabbed his wrist: "Suddenly I want to serve senior brother, isn't it good?"

"When we were young, weren't we even more intimate than now?"