[Transmigration Book] His white moonlight became an assist

Qi Chi put Cheng Yourang on the hospital bed, and pitifully planted a kiss on his forehead.

Thinking of his distraught appearance just now, Cheng Yourang was also unexpectedly good-tempered, and he smiled and comforted: "The doctor said I'm fine, don't worry."

Qi Chi held his hand in his palm, his voice trembling imperceptibly: "Do you know how scared I was when I saw that iron rod fall on you?"

Cheng You asked back to hold his hand.Tell him silently, don't worry and don't blame yourself.

"With such a big injury, how can it be all right?"

A steel pipe hit his back, leaving a large piece of terrible scars, and the original fat-like skin was destroyed beyond recognition.

This feeling is like a painting, the most beautiful part has been scratched by someone, no matter how you look at it, it is a pity.

And a great sin.

"Does it hurt?"

Cheng Yourang didn't try to be brave, but nodded.

Qi Chi held him in his arms vaguely, not daring to touch his injured back, anxious and cautious: "Why did you rush up? It's fine if the stick fell on me, why did you suddenly Come up? Why are you standing in front of me?"

The steel pipe hit his head from a place he couldn't see, if Cheng Yourang hadn't known that this would happen, no one would have had time to react.

Naturally, it won't be as easy as he said.

Cheng Yourang didn't dare to think about how dire the situation would be if the steel pipe fell on his head.

But he couldn't say anything too provocative, and he opened his mouth with a heartless look: "Maybe I have such a dedication? I don't have as many types of insurance as you, so let's save it for the insurance company." Order."

Qi Chi was not in the mood to joke with him, and gave him a slightly complaining look: "I'll buy them all for you right away, so be careful in the future."

Cheng Yourang smiled softly: "Okay!"

"Let's take a rest first, I asked Xiao He to hospitalize you?"

"Why are you hospitalized?"

Cheng Yourang felt that what he suffered was only a serious "flesh injury", not to the point of needing to be hospitalized.

Qi Chi squeezed his hand: "If you go back like this now, grandma should be worried if she sees her, and you were hurt because of me. I want to take good care of you."

Cheng Yourang sighed and nodded in agreement.

"Do you like me?"

He asked cautiously, with a hint of nervousness in his tone.

After so many things, he had conjectures and guesses, but he was never sure, just because he didn't hear him say it himself.

Cheng Yourang looked into his deep eyes quietly, then suddenly took his face with both hands and kissed him on the lips.

A soft, brief kiss.

"Well, I like you."

It was not the first time for the two of them to hear such words, but they looked at each other like teenagers who had just realized their love, blushing in embarrassment, turned their faces away and secretly smiled.

After a while, Qi Chi looked him in the eyes again.

"Baby."

"......Um?"

"Young."

"Ok?"

"young married woman."

"Snapped!"

Cheng Yourang made a decisive move and slapped him on the face.

It wasn't the first time he was slapped in the face, Qi Chi was not annoyed at all, he kissed him delicately on the forehead, and stretched out his hand to straighten his messy hair.

"Boy friend?"

"very noisy."

Cheng Yourang frowned, raised her head to kiss him, and blocked her open mouth.

Qi Chi stayed by his side all afternoon, but Xiao He couldn't be seen.Cheng Yourang didn't bother to ask him where he was, he was busy with his relationship right now and didn't want to have such a big light bulb by his side.

When Qiao Shumu came in, the two were still leaning against each other.Qi Chi sat on the edge of the bed, and Cheng Yourang half leaned on him.

Both of their lips were too red.

Qiao Shumu held a fruit basket in his hand, and said "tsk", without any embarrassment at all: "Did I bother you?"

He looks elegant and refined, but when he is in front of familiar people, his indecency is completely exposed, and he is lazy and casual.

"How did you come?"

Cheng Yourang sat up straight and asked him.

"Send a fruit basket." Qiao Shumu smirked, "Otherwise, how would you know that someone from our company suffered a work-related injury for someone else?"

Cheng You let him see that he put a fruit basket that was packaged much more arrogantly than the one bought by the previous owner on the table beside him, and asked, "Didn't you say that you will go abroad for vacation during the Chinese New Year? Why haven't you left yet?"

Qiao Shumu didn't need to be greeted, he sat down on the empty chair beside him consciously, and replied slowly: "My brother and the others have gone, and I got stuck."

"What can hold you back?"

Cheng Yourang found it strange that Qiao Shumu went crazy, there should be nothing he cared about in the whole world.

"It's hard to say," Qiao Shumu sighed softly, "It's almost Chinese New Year, and some bastards who have been imprisoned in the army for several years have also been released."

When he said that, Cheng Yourang thought a little bit about it: "The romantic debt you owed before?"

Qiao Shumu nodded with a smile: "He is really annoying."

Cheng Yourang was not interested in hearing his one-sided flirting, so he closed his mouth and didn't want to continue this topic.

Qi Chi, who had been silent just now, suddenly said, "He's back?"

Cheng Yourang's face froze, as if he just remembered slowly at this moment that the person beside him was the one who knew everything about Qiao Shumu's movements best.

Qiao Shumu, who was sitting opposite him, saw the change in his expression, and said with a smile, "Don't ask, we should be jealous."

Qi Chi lowered his head to look at his face, but he turned his face away, and said in a muffled voice, "What does it have to do with me when you talk about yours?"

Qiao Shumu gave another "tsk" and raised an eyebrow: "You don't like me anymore? Don't you have any interest in my affairs?"

Knowing that he was joking again, messing up and messing around, Cheng Yourang remained unmoved and still turned his head away.

Qi Chi hugged him from the side, squeezed his hand lightly, and explained softly: "I'm just asking, don't think too much about it."

Cheng Yourang let out a "hum", not very happy: "Am I so stingy? You talk about yours, I..."

Suddenly the palm of the hand itched, and a finger was drawn across it, drawing lines.

He was attracted by this small movement, and calmed down to feel the lines he drew stroke by stroke.

is in the shape of a heart.

Cheng Yourang didn't feel that he would be teased by this little trick, but his ears still turned red, and then he couldn't say anything cruel.

Qiao Shumu didn't know if he had noticed this small detail, but he naturally changed the topic to other things.

The air conditioner was on in the room, so it was a bit hot if you were wearing the clothes you wore when you were outside.

Both of them took off their coats and wore sweaters. Although Qiao Shumu was wearing a thin suit, he felt hot after staying for a long time.

As soon as he took off the scarf, Cheng Yourang saw a large purple mark on his neck, even on his Adam's apple.

"you......"

Although Qiao Shumu had fun, it was all in private. In front of outsiders, he was very good at maintaining the image of a polite and upper-class person, and would never allow such ambiguous marks to appear on his exposed skin.

Seeing his stunned expression, Qiao Shumu also suddenly reacted, but he was not flustered at all, and slowly folded the scarf a few times and tied it back, covering those traces tightly.

"The military is pretty good."

Qiao Shumu put on his usual meaningful smile again.

Seeing that he himself didn't mind, Cheng Yourang didn't dare to be too exaggerated, so he could only smile dryly: "That's pretty good..."

As soon as he finished speaking, he felt the hand holding him tighten suddenly, which made his hand ache a little.

He was about to ask him what he was doing, when Qiao Shumu spoke again.

"You don't have it too, um..." Qiao Shumu narrowed his eyes, "It looks like it was done not long ago."

Cheng Yourang was startled, took a photo with his phone, and found a red mark on his neck.

If you think about it with your fingers, you know that it was left by that person when he was going to coax him in the morning.

No wonder he deliberately stopped Xiao He not to let him talk, and even put a scarf on him, so he was cheating him!

Thinking of how he had seen so many doctors and nurses with such obvious red marks just now, and swaggered through the streets, he was so angry that he wanted to slap the culprit to death.

He glared at him complainingly, and saw that he raised his hand in a gesture of surrender, whether it was because of Qiao Shumu's presence that he didn't have an attack.

Qiao Shumu is such a smart person, how could he not notice this little interaction, he hooked his lips: "It seems that you two have a really good relationship, so I can rest assured."

Cheng Yourang didn't know what his reassurance was referring to, and what kind of concern he was putting it on, but he felt that it was strange to ask, so he could only hold it in his heart.

After chatting for a while, Qiao Shumu stood up to say goodbye.

Cheng Yourang knew that he couldn't delay his evening carnival, and didn't bother to be polite to him, so he waved his hand and let him go.

As soon as he left, Qi Chi broke his chin, forced him to raise his head, bowed his head and kissed him.

Cheng Yourang can understand that he always loves to kiss himself, and he himself is quite interesting, so as long as the occasion is suitable, let him go.

After the kiss was over, Qi Chi bit his lips, and his body was filled with low air pressure: "You praise other men for their good physical strength in front of me?"

"Are you unreasonable?" Cheng You made his mouth hurt, and he was even more annoyed that he could bite himself because of this incident, "I just echoed, you are so sour, why don't you test your pH? Next time Go squeeze the lemon juice!"

It's not that Cheng Yourang doesn't know how to quarrel, on the contrary, he knows it well. When his hand came up again, he slapped it aside and turned over the old score: "You still like Qiao Shumu, right? Who are you jealous of? You’re not happy about him praising others for their good physical strength, are you? What’s the matter? Do you still know that person? If you regret it now, you can go back and chase after it, there’s still time!”

Qi Chi, who was overwhelmed by him, really didn't dare to show any emotion, and after a moment of stunned, he smiled lowly: "Why don't we test the PH together?"

"Whoever is with you and us, go away!"

"From a long time ago, I only have you in my heart."

Cheng Yourang snorted coldly: "How do I know what's on your mind?"

Qi Chi grabbed his hand and stuck it to his heart: "There is only you here, and I can prove it for a long time."

"cut!"

Cheng Yourang pulled his hand back, lifted the quilt and lay down: "I'm tired, I'm asleep, don't make noise."

He was injured in the back, Qi Chi only dared to hug him through the quilt, he squeezed on the same bed with him, put his face on his hairy head: "When will you try my physical strength?"

Just as Cheng Yourang was about to snort coldly, he felt a pair of hands slipping in from the hem of his clothes and wandering between his chest and abdomen, arousing a burst of itching.

He hurriedly held down his troubled hand, and scratched his palm with his thumb in retaliation.

"The light hasn't been turned on yet, can you be a little patient?"

Hearing his angry and ashamed tone, Qi Chi smiled softly, and the laughter was right next to his ears.

"Then I'll wait for you."

"Then just wait."