Taoist and dog

Lu Qinghe's words were not a joke.

He asked him to close the door just to make it easier for him to do it.

This idea popped up in Xiao Rong's mind immediately after Lu Qinghe said this.

Lu Qinghe looked at his fingertips, rubbed them for a long time, pulled the quilt and lay down, "Forget it, you won't live long anyway, and it's no use fussing over a dead person."

Xiao Rong: "..."

Lu Qinghe moved all the way to the inside of the bed, he pulled the quilt in front of him, leaving half of the space open, "It's already here, come on up." Xiao Rong: "?"

Having lived under contract with Lu Qing for so long, Lu Qing has always been on the top of the pit and he is below, Xiao Rong has never felt wronged, even today he still thinks that sleeping with Lu Qing is uncomfortable.

But Taoist Lu suddenly let him go to bed and lifted the quilt.

Xiao Rong lowered his eyes and took a half step back.

"Get out." Lu Qinghe said, "Or I'll crush you to death."

Xiao Rong: "..."

Does he have the right to refuse?Obviously not.

Xiao Rong climbed onto the bed.

Lu Qinghe stretched out a hand from under the quilt to pull the cloth on Xiao Rong's left arm. Xiao Rong was startled, and retreated to the side of the bed before he could sit still. Facing Lu Qinghe, he clutched his arms tightly in a panic.

Lu Qing pulled it together and couldn't reach it. Looking at Xiao Rong's appearance again, Daoist Lu raised his eyebrows, "I didn't pick off your pants, why do you act like a big girl being bullied?"

Xiao Rong swept around the room. He wanted to say that this arm should not be exposed outside. After all, it is outside. If there is something suddenly that cannot be hidden in time, and the door latch is broken, and someone comes in while sleeping, then...

Before turning his head back, Lu Qinghe tore the cloth off.

Xiao Rong: "..."

"Get down quickly, it's uncomfortable." Lu Qing closed his muscles and went back, still holding Xiao Rong's cloth in his hand.

Lu Qinghe's appearance didn't look real, but he put away his intentions, and he didn't even have the energy to speak.

Childhood memories are very vague, but some things have long been ingrained in Xiao Rong's mind, like when he was sick, his mother would always be by his side, hugging him, humming nursery rhymes to him, and in the following years, every day Every time he gets sick, he expects such a scene to appear again, but what he faces is always an empty cold kang.

Every time at that time, Xiao Rong felt very uncomfortable, feeling that he might die if he closed his eyes.

People are inevitably vulnerable when they are sick, he is like this, and Lu Qinghe is probably the same...

Xiao Rong carefully laid down next to Daoist Lu, and then he was dumbfounded.

Lu Qinghe needs comfort, but what should he do?

Cuddle, cuddle, and sing him a nursery rhyme?

Then he probably won't be able to see the sun tomorrow morning.

Then what is he going to do?

Could it be that he is used to sleeping in the heat, and the board of this bed is uncomfortable, so let him warm the bed?

It doesn't feel like...

Xiao Rong didn't know why he came here, and he didn't dare to provoke Lu Qinghe, so he lay upright, with his hands folded on his belly, his legs were tightly clamped, and his toes were even.

"You are short of a coffin now." After Lu Qinghe finished speaking, he pulled Xiao Rong's left arm in front of him, put it on the pillow, and then sighed quite satisfied, "Shu Tan."

Xiao Rong turned his head and found that Lu Qinghe's eyes were closed. From this angle, he could clearly see Lu Weihe's unusually rosy face, and even the hair at the temples clearly. It's really...unsuitable I'm not used to it and I'm getting more and more afraid.

Xiao Rong gently twitched his arm.

He thought to himself, Taoist priest, let me go.

Or you just say what you want to do, it's too fatal to be so indifferent.

"Don't move, that's all for tonight." Lu Qinghe quickly fulfilled Xiao Rong's wish, he said, "Let me sleep on my pillow, cool off. Xiao Rong: "..."

Xiao Rong glanced at the pillow, so Taoist Lu just felt that the pillows in the inn were uncomfortable?

But the hard scale armor is not much better.

Xiao Rong found that he likes to think wildly recently, and he can often think of a bunch of things when he encounters something. When he was in a daze, his arm became hotter and hotter, as if a piece of iron was stuck on it.

Lu Qinghe's fever seemed to get worse.

Although the scales are strong, it is not without feeling. On the contrary, Xiao Rong knows even if the feathers have passed by, so now Lu Qinghe's heat is clearly transmitted to him through the scales. Xiao Rong moved his arms again, this time Not to draw back, but to get Lu Yihe's attention.

"I'm fine," he knew what Xiao Rong was going to say without looking, "I don't need to take medicine or see a doctor."

But... It's not the exaggeration he described, Lu Qinghe's body temperature is really hot, scalding hot, and the temperature is still rising, the scales that are not afraid of swords and guns feel like they are about to melt.

"Well, as long as I get hurt, it will be like this."

Xiao Rong paused.

Lu Qinghe turned over and turned to face Xiao Rong, "The body is recovering, so it will have a high fever, which can't be cured by any medicine, and the doctor can't understand it, but it will scare them."

Is this why Lu Qinghe had a fever?

Lu Qinghe could scold him for laughing at him or tell him to shut up, Xiao Rong never thought that Lu Qinghe would explain to him, Xiao Rong was so confused that he couldn't even nod his head.

"Let me tell you another secret."

"I'm very afraid of pain."

afraid of pain...

He seems to have noticed this before. The last time he pressed Lu Qinghe's shoulders, he felt that he didn't use much strength. Lu Qinghe's reaction was exaggerated. It didn't seem like he was pretending, it was really uncomfortable.

He really didn't expect that Daoist Lu, who was fearless, would be afraid of pain.

Xiao Rong was quite shocked, shocked that Lu Qinghe was afraid of pain, and even more shocked that Lu Qinghe explained it to him twice.

Sure enough, sick people tend to be vulnerable, so they are a little unguarded...

"How should I put it, my pain is worse than all of you. It's like being pricked by a needle, and you all feel the pain at the time, and then the feeling is not obvious. I am different. I was also pricked by the needle until the injury healed. The place was always as if it had just been pricked, the pain was not only maintained, but also expanded, and the effect of the needle prick was similar to chopping your hand." Lu Qinghe looked at the place where he was injured, "It's like This, it is also, what I feel now is basically cutting down the flesh piece by piece with a knife."

Not only the flesh on the arm, but the flesh all over the body was slowly peeled off, and it felt like it was dripping with blood.

Lu Qinghe's description had a strong sense of imagery, and he immediately understood that feeling, but Lu Qinghe looked very calm, both when he was injured and afterward.

Lu Qinghe had a fight with Chongji, and they came all the way from the mouth of the river, and negotiated with the police for so long.

How patient this man is...

"So, I'm most annoyed by getting hurt." Speaking of this, Lu Qinghe suddenly smiled. Because of his illness, his smile seemed much gentler, but his words were not the same, "I don't want anyone to find out either. My secret. If you are injured, find a place where no one is around, wait for the wound to heal and the pain is gone, if someone disturbs you and finds out at this time... I will silence you."

Xiao Rong: "..."

Daochang Lu will always have the ability to laugh and scold you one moment, and choke your neck the next moment to make you bid farewell to the world.

"Now you know how close you were to death, right? It was just a little bit closer," Daochang Lu raised his hand in pain, and there was less than an inch of distance between his index finger and thumb, which was the line of life and death that Xiao Rong stepped on just now. Location.When Xiao Rong rushed in, Lu Qinghe wanted to silence him, but in the end he changed his mind, "You will be a dead person sooner or later, besides, you are still dumb, not only dumb, but also can't write, and there is no way to speak out, thinking about it this way You are really pitiful."

Xiao Rong: "..."

He kindly cared about it, Lu Qinghe, is it necessary for your mouth to be damaged like this? !The needle hits the blood, wherever it hurts, where to pierce!

Xiao Rong covered his face with a look of indignation, Lu Qinghe saw it and burst out laughing.

Xiao Rong can make him happy at any time.

"I said, dog."

'Xiao Rong! Xiao Rong reminded with a thick neck that if he could speak, his voice would probably wake up the entire inn.

"Dog."

Xiao Rong: "..."

Xiao Rong turned his head to the side, and when he couldn't see his face, Lu Qinghe heard a sigh.

"Good boy." Xiao Rong gave up his resistance and Lu Daochang smiled even more happily.

Xiao Rong rolled his eyes at the ground, saying whatever he likes, he can talk, he is powerful, besides, he can't beat him, he can silence him if he is not happy, just pretend he didn't hear it.

"Do you think I can accept that water demon today?"

Xiao Rong paused for a moment, his eyes that had been spinning around immediately straightened, he didn't look back, and still looked at the ground.

When the water demon succumbed, he thought that Lu Qinghe would accept it, but... Didn't Lu Qinghe keep staring at the water demon at that moment? How did he find out...

"The bereaved dog."

Xiao Rong: "..."

"The tail is all tucked up." Xiao Rong was like that at that time, and it is not an exaggeration to describe it as a bereaved dog. You can stay here, what about the monster...I didn’t think about food before raising you, but I regret it now, it’s so expensive.”

Xiao Rong: "..."

Lu Qinghe's tone was very serious, but the words sounded a bit teasing. Xiao Rong wanted to look back, but then gave up again. If he could really study and understand Lu Qinghe's thoughts... then he would not be Xiao Rong. It is more powerful than Chongji.

Except for Lu Qinghe who was willing to say it, otherwise, not only him, no one would understand.

Under the neck is Xiao Rong's demonized arm, no matter how high his body temperature is, the scale armor is still cold, he likes this temperature, when he feels like being boiled in boiling water, the coolness makes him feel much more comfortable.

Seeing that Xiao Rong was silent, Lu Qinghe closed his eyes again, he exhaled lightly, it hurts, it hurts so much...

It seemed to be better when talking with Xiao Rong.

He never told anyone about him, and he never thought he would.

Lu Qinghe has always been careful not to get hurt and not to be discovered by others, but...

In fact, he could dodge the water demon's attack. He noticed that the guy was running towards Xiao Rong, and for a moment his attention was all on Xiao Rong, so that he ignored the danger.

Why should he care about Xiao Rong?

When he was negotiating with the water demon, he could sense Xiao Rong's reaction. At critical moments, he would be distracted and forget that he couldn't get hurt.