Sick Beauty and His Bamboo Horse Bodyguard [Transmigration Book]

Before going to bed at night, Jiang Chi went to take a warm bath, while Sheng Jianan soaked two cups of cold medicine in the living room.

After he stirred for a while, Jiang Chi just came out of the bathroom, his upper body was still naked, and he didn't look hot at all.

Sheng Jianan paused: "Why don't you wear clothes? The cold will get worse."

Jiang Chi walked up to Sheng Jianan, and Sheng Jianan handed him the cold medicine.

Jiang Chi took the cup: "Then let's compare? See who gets better faster?"

"...Who will compare this to you." Sheng Jianan said.

Jiang Chi smiled and touched Sheng Jianan's cup: "Cheers."

"..." Sheng Jianan also touched his glass, "Congratulations."

After clinking glasses, the two drank a cup of granules.

After drinking the cold medicine, when Jiang Chi put down his cup, Sheng Jianan was still drinking.

Jiang Chi looked at him.

He really likes to see Sheng Jianan drinking water, always sipping water, he looks like a cat.

Especially this kitten is very well-behaved, no matter what is done to him, he will not resist, almost get whatever he wants.

Thinking about last night, Jiang Chi was both distressed and happy. He liked to "bully" Sheng Jianan, which was extra exciting and a sense of accomplishment to him.

But Sheng Jianan just let him be bullied so obediently, he felt distressed and wanted to call himself a beast.

This feeling is too contradictory.

After drinking the granule, Sheng Jianan put down the water glass, licked his lips, and said, "Let's go, go to sleep."

So well behaved, so cute.

Jiang Chi couldn't help hugging him: "Sheng Nannan, why are you so obedient?"

Sheng Jianan looked at him, and Jiang Chi's forehead touched his forehead: "You can do whatever you want?"

Sheng Jianan didn't understand this sentence, with a little doubt on his face, he heard Jiang Chifu whisper something into his ear.

Hearing his words clearly, Sheng Jianan's face suddenly became hot, and after a while, he cursed: "Rogue."

Jiang Chi raised his eyebrows, and the corners of his mouth slightly curled up: "Okay, I'm a hooligan."

After a while, he said again: "Do whatever that gangster tells you to do?"

"..." Sheng Jianan had nothing to say.

It is obvious that Jiang Chi wants to do this for a while, and does that for a while, and even kisses him. He can't resist that kind of situation, although there is indeed nothing to resist.

"Hey, Sheng Nannan." Jiang Chi thought of something, "Did you know that when you have a fever, your body temperature will rise?"

What a nonsense sentence.

Sheng Jianan looked at him: "I don't know."

Jiang Chi was amused by his serious look, and then said slowly: "It is said that it will be very hot."

Sheng Jianan's eyes moved slightly, and he lowered his eyes.

Jiang Chi looked at him, leaned close to his ear, lowered his voice, and said softly, "Do you want to try?"

Sheng Jianan swallowed her throat, her lips moved slightly, and after a while, she said slowly, "The cold will get worse tomorrow."

"No, we took the medicine." Jiang Chi said, "Sweat a little, and heal quickly."

Sheng Jianan stopped talking.

Jiang Chi looked at him, smiled, and immediately picked him up.

Sheng Jianan was startled when his center of gravity left the ground suddenly.But he reacted quickly, wrapped his hands around Jiang Chi's neck, and buried his face in his chest.

His body temperature was indeed hotter than usual, almost scorching.

After entering the room, Jiang Chi knelt on one knee on the edge of the bed, leaned over and put Sheng Jianan on the bed.Sheng Jianan looked up at him, his watery eyes shining brightly under the faint night light.

Looking at each other for a while, Jiang Chi smiled: "Sheng Nannan, don't think about getting sick."

Sheng Jianan paused: "?"

Seeing Jiang Chi bowed his head and pecked at him, Sheng Jianan subconsciously closed his eyes, and immediately heard Jiang Chi say, "You can't mess around with your physique, you know that."

After a slight pause, he smiled and said, "Take a good rest, and I will satisfy you when you recover."

After he finished speaking, he didn't know what to think of, fell silent for a while, then lowered his head and whispered something in his ear.

Sheng Jianan: "..."

Probably Jiang Chi's words were too rascally and explicit, Sheng Jianan's face turned red.Then he glared at Jiang Chi, but his beautiful eyes were moist, and he had no power to be fierce.

But Jiang Chi still knows enough is enough.

From childhood to adulthood, as long as Sheng Jianan stared and put on an aggressive look, Jiang Chi would behave.Although he felt that Sheng Jianan with this appearance was more suitable for being carried to the bed with his paws and sucked.

Jiang Chi smiled, just after bullying someone, he began to coax again: "I was wrong, I'm a hooligan."

"...Why don't you punish me with something?" Jiang Chi lowered his head and bit Sheng Jianan's cheek as he spoke.

Seeing Jiang Chi's upper body naked, Sheng Jianan was silent for a moment, raised his hand and touched his arm, it was a little hot and still burning.

Sheng Jianan wiped her face and lifted a corner of the quilt: "Come in and sleep."

"Of order, boyfriend." Jiang Chi responded obediently and smiled.

Sure enough, Jiang Chi's cold got better on the second day, while Sheng Jianan's didn't get better until the third day.

The last time I went to the Chinese medicine doctor, there was still some Chinese medicine for conditioning the body left. When Sheng Jianan recovered from his illness, Jiang Chi would arrange it for him without stopping.

The huge living room was immediately filled with the aroma of herbs.

In an instant, the memory of the bitter taste flooded Sheng Jianan's mind.

He subconsciously frowned in repulsion, nestled on the sofa, hugged the pillow tighter, and the funny comedy on TV suddenly lost its taste.

From his previous life to this life, he was really predestined with these bitter medicines.

Just at this moment, Jiang Chi came out with a casserole. Sheng Jianan lowered his eyes, watching him pour a cup into the cup.

"I seldom get sick recently." Sheng Jianan said with her chin resting on the pillow.

Hearing this, Jiang Chi looked at him sideways for a while, then sat next to him and put his arms around him: "Don't you like it?"

Who likes to drink drugs?

Sheng Jianan lowered her eyes, was silent for a while, and nodded: "It's too bitter."

In the past, he didn't feel that it was so painful, or rather, he could bear it.But since falling in love, Sheng Jianan felt that he seemed to have become a little more delicate.

Jiang Chi looked at him, and after a while, said, "Today is not bitter."

After a slight pause, Jiang Chi added: "There's only so much left. If you don't get sick after drinking it, we'll take supplements."

After all, he smiled: "Add exercise."

Sheng Jianan glanced at him.

Jiang Chi handed him the cup, curled his lips slightly, and coaxed: "It's really not bitter, you try it?"

Seeing his determined expression, Sheng Jianan looked at him suspiciously, took the cup, and poured it down.

Sure enough, it was still very bitter, Sheng Jianan frowned, and simply drank it in one gulp.

Jiang Chi looked at him, took out a peach-flavored candy from his pocket, peeled off the transparent wrapping paper, and stuffed it into his mouth.

Suddenly a peach smell spread between the lips and teeth.

Very sweet, but not as delicious as Sheng Jianan, sweet but not greasy.

After finishing drinking, Sheng Jianan put down the cup, licked her lower lip, and said, "Okay..."

However, before the bitter word could be pronounced, Jiang Chi pinched his chin and blocked his lips.

Jiang Chi pushed the candy into Sheng Jianan's lips with the tip of his tongue, and swept it around in his mouth again.

For a moment, the bitterness of traditional Chinese medicine merges with the sweetness of peach.

Traditional Chinese medicine is indeed bitter, but Jiang Chi doesn't feel bitter.He put his arms around Sheng Jianan, pushed him to the back of the sofa, pressed the tip of his tongue against the candy, and swirled around Sheng Jianan's tongue, sucking the sweet body fluid.

He was obsessed with everything about Sheng Jianan, and he just wanted to get it crazily.

It wasn't until the candy was about to melt that Sheng Jianan gently pushed Jiang Chi down. His eyes were already slightly moist, and his lips were numb from the kiss.

Sheng Jianan wiped the water from her lips, glanced at Jiang Chi, and said, "You're hurting me."

Jiang Chi raised his eyebrows and smiled: "Then I should be gentle?"

After a long silence, Sheng Jianan shook her head: "Let's have a rest."

"Okay." Jiang Chi agreed, "Let's take a break first."

Sheng Jianan: "..."

After a period of sweet cohabitation, the cold winter gradually receded, and a new semester officially ushered in.

When the first ray of sunlight in the morning fell on the two of them, Sheng Jianan moved slightly and opened his eyes.

I felt that Jiang Chi beside him also moved, and then said in a hoarse voice, "Morning, boyfriend."

Sheng Jianan turned her head sideways: "Morning."

He lowered his eyes and caught a glimpse of the mark on his neck.

The memory of last night came back instantly.

Sheng Jianan rolled her eyes away, coughed lightly, and got up from the bed: "I'm going to wash up."

The quilt slipped off his body, and a mark was exposed on his fair skin. Sheng Jianan was afraid that Jiang Chi would want to mess around again early in the morning, so he quickly got up, picked up the shirt on the ground, put it on his body, and went to the bathroom.

Jiang Chi looked at his back like a little rabbit hiding from a big bad wolf, twisted his neck, smiled, and stretched his whole body comfortably.

He could feel that Sheng Jianan's physical fitness was much better than before. If it was before, Sheng Jianan would be like a fragile doll.Even if he fell in love, Jiang Chi probably only dared to handle it lightly, and definitely didn't dare to be as presumptuous as last night.

Jiang Chi curled his lips, thought happily for a while, then got up and followed into the bathroom, squeezing toothpaste next to Sheng Jianan.

The mark on Jiang Chi's neck was particularly conspicuous. Sheng Jianan looked at it for a while, rinsed his mouth, and said, "Don't forget to cover your neck."

Because of class, Sheng Jianan deliberately prevented Jiang Chi from leaving his mark on his conspicuous parts.So Jiang Chi insisted on letting him plant strawberries on his neck.

"Cover what?" Jiang Chi asked, "Why cover it?"

Sheng Jianan glanced at him, thinking that talking to him about this was nonsense.

Before they were in a relationship, Jiang Chi insisted on letting him plant strawberries around his neck.Although Sheng Jianan was really unwilling, it ended up taking a bite.Now that the relationship is confirmed, Jiang Chi is probably going to run all over the school with strawberries in his hands.

Sheng Jianan simply didn't say much.

During this winter vacation, Sheng Jianan and Jiang Chi basically stayed at home every day, and Ling Mo complained about them several times.So this morning, they invited Ling Mo to have breakfast together.

And Jiang Chi finally realized his wish to live together and drive Sheng Jianan to school.

When they drove to the school parking lot, Ling Mo was already waiting there.

It's been a long time since we saw each other, but when he saw them walking hand in hand, Ling Mo couldn't help but tease: "Oh, you look so radiant."

"Did anyone say that the two of you grow more and more alike?" Ling Mo said, "It's because I haven't seen you for a long time."

Hearing these words, Jiang Chi felt comfortable, the corner of his mouth curled up, and he clasped Sheng Jianan's fingers a little tighter.

Ling Mo stroked his chin, looked back and forth at their faces, and pondered for a while: "I can't tell what the similarities are. They are obviously different when you look closely, but at first glance, they look alike. What's going on?"

Jiang Chi smiled, glanced sideways at Sheng Jianan, turned to Ling Mo, and raised his eyebrows: "Husband and wife portrait?"

Ling Mo couldn't help but let out a "tsk", expressing affection in his heart.But after thinking about it, this explanation seems to make sense?

"You two stay at home every day and don't come out, are you doing something bad?" Ling Mo asked with a smile.

"I'm not gossiping." Ling Mo said, "You should know, right? Couples who often live together or kiss will exchange flora. The more similar the flora, the more similar they will look."

As he spoke, he caught sight of the mark on Jiang Chi's neck from the corner of his eye, Ling Mo paused, and his eyes slid down.

"Ask if you know." Jiang Chi glanced at him, "So much nonsense."

Ling Mo: "..."

"Let's go have breakfast." Sheng Jianan said.

"Okay, let's go." Ling Mo responded, and couldn't help but look at Jiang Chi for a while.I don't know if it's a psychological effect, but Jiang Chi really has a feeling that the more he looks, the more masculine he looks.

Thinking of something, Ling Mo couldn't help laughing.

He used to laugh at Jiang Chi every day as a virgin, but now he is a seasoned veteran.

After breakfast, Jiang Chi sent Sheng Jianan to the classroom where he was attending class. When he walked outside the teaching building, Sheng Jianan urged Jiang Chi to leave because he was afraid that it would be too late.

"You go there first, class will start soon." Sheng Jianan said.

They hadn't been separated this winter vacation, and Jiang Chi was really not used to having separate classes now.

"...OK." Jiang Chi said, "I'll pick you up after class."

"Yes." Sheng Jianan nodded.

I looked at him for two seconds, raised my hand and waved, then turned and left.

Jiang Chi grabbed his coat and hat and pulled him back.

"What's wrong?" Sheng Jianan asked.

"You didn't wear hand cream." Jiang Chi said, "Put some hand cream on."

Then he took out a hand cream from his pocket as if conjuring, squeezed some on his palm, and put it on for Sheng Jianan.

Sheng Jianan looked at Jiang Chi's hand, which was one size bigger than his, and wrapped his palm in the palm of his hand and wiped it, from the back of the hand to the palm, and fingers, every inch was spared.

After wiping both hands evenly, Sheng Jianan withdrew her hand and said, "Then I'll go up first."

At this time, Jiang Chi conjured another lip balm from his pocket: "Wait, there is lip balm."

Sheng Jianan's lips are moist all year round, and only occasionally when the wind blows in winter, will she apply some.

But this year the number of painted a little bit more.

Because after kissing, the lips are always easier to dry.

Jiang Chi unscrewed the lid, pulled Sheng Jianan to him, and lifted his chin.

His eyes were very focused, and the lip balm in his hand was like a paintbrush. He carefully painted Sheng Jianan's beautiful lips, from the upper lip to the lower lip, making the soft lips moist and springy.

Sheng Jianan looked at Jiang Chi who was close in front of him, from his slightly drooping eyelashes to his straight nose, to his beautiful lips.

He had been pressed in front of Jiang Chi countless times before, and when he looked at his lips so close, he thought about what would happen if he kissed Jiang Chi.He wanted to know what the boy he liked would feel like...

Originally, he never thought that there would be a day when it would come true, but now, in the dark of night, they did all the things he thought would never happen, even over and over again.

After applying lip balm, Jiang Chi raised his eyelids and met Sheng Jianan's gaze.

They just looked at each other quietly for a moment.Until they heard the voices of men and women not far away, as if they were approaching in their direction.

Sheng Jianan's eyes flickered slightly, he looked away, and took a step back.

Fortunately, the place where they are standing is a little hidden, and the students who enter the teaching building will not see it.

Sheng Jianan pursed her lower lip slightly and said, "I'm going to class."

"En." Jiang Chi looked at him and responded.

Sheng Jianan looked up at him again, then suddenly took a step forward, tiptoed, and pressed a kiss on Jiang Chi's lips.

"See you after class." Sheng Jianan said.

Then he turned and left, turning towards the door of the teaching building.

Jiang Chi watched his back disappear, stood there for a while, played with the lip balm in his hand, and smiled.

After laughing for a while, he raised one hand, rubbed his neck, turned and left.

However, the curvature of the corner of the mouth could not be stopped no matter what.

Tsk, how can falling in love be so cool.

If I knew that he should have chased Sheng Jianan in junior high school.

Anyway, he was 1.8 meters tall when he was in junior high school, and he was ready to fall in love.

Sheng Jianan and Jiang Chi did not leave the dormitory, but they lived at home most of the time, and only occasionally stayed at school when they were in a hurry.

However, living at home is indeed more convenient for Sheng Jianan, because there is a studio specially prepared for him at home, and there is also a mannequin who volunteers to devote himself.

Like this moment.

As soon as Sheng Jianan poured a cup of boiled peach oolong tea, Jiang Chi rushed up from behind: "Do you want a mannequin?"

Sheng Jianan: "..."

Jiang Chi asked this question very frequently recently.

"Teacher Sheng, take a look at me." Jiang Chi pressed against his ear, lowering his voice, "Let me serve you, and I am very happy to serve Teacher Sheng."

"...What do you serve?" Sheng Jianan looked at him, "Are you playing hooligan?"

"If Teacher Sheng wants to play tricks on me..." Jiang Chi pretended to think, and smiled, "That's fine too."

Sheng Jianan: "..."

"Huh?" Jiang Chi hugged him a little tighter, and continued to talk nonsense, "Mr. Sheng, do you want to paint or not?"

Sheng Jianan took a sip of tea, and after a while, said: "Understood, you go into the studio."

Jiang Chi looked at him for a while, then smiled: "Of order, Teacher Sheng."

When Jiang Chi entered the studio, Sheng Jianan silently drank all the oolong tea in the cup, and prepared to enter the studio as well.However, when he turned around, he saw Jiang Chi was undressing in the studio with one-way glass.

He was only wearing a T-shirt, and without saying a word, he took it off and threw it on the shelf next to him.

Immediately following Sheng Jianan, Jiang Chi's fingers touched the edge of his trousers.

Sheng Jianan subconsciously licked her lips, and saw Jiang Chi suddenly turned around, his gaze was fixed on him, with a smile on his lips.

Although she was already too familiar, Sheng Jianan's heart skipped a beat when he saw this scene suddenly.A little bit of a tingling sensation.

Logically speaking, Jiang Chi couldn't see him inside.

Jiang Chi just faced his direction, and with a movement of his fingers, he took off his trousers, and then threw them aside.

Immediately afterwards, he walked to the sofa, sat down on the sofa casually, picked up the magazine on the small coffee table next to him, flipped through it, and waited for Sheng Jianan.

Jiang Chi's figure can be called perfect in every aspect.

Sheng Jianan glanced quickly, lowered her eyes and took a deep breath, without looking any further, she walked to the studio.

Seeing Sheng Jianan coming in, Jiang Chi immediately threw away the magazine in his hand, smiled obediently and said hello: "Hello, Teacher Sheng."

However, there was an unruly look between his brows and eyes, and his eyes were full of aggression.

"Can we start? Teacher Sheng." Jiang Chi asked.

He was leaning on the sofa, with one hand resting casually on the arm of the sofa, smiling at the corner of his mouth, looking at him frankly.

Sheng Jianan: "...um."

Since Jiang Chi was so frank, Sheng Jianan didn't think much about it.Sitting in front of the easel, he calmed down, picked up the charcoal pencil, and started to conceive while looking at Jiang Chi.

Not long after, Sheng Jianan officially began to write on the drawing board.

Once he started painting, the whole studio suddenly became quiet, only the faint sound of brush strokes across the paper could be heard in the air.

Jiang Chi just sat like this, looking at Sheng Jianan who was seriously painting while watching him.

After sitting for a while, Jiang Chi suddenly felt that he had overestimated himself.It would be quite torturous for him to just sit like this and not be able to eat.

On the contrary, Sheng Jianan was really frank, so he could look at him calmly, without any superfluous reaction.

Is he not in good shape or what?Can't this tempt him?Jiang Chi couldn't help but glanced suspiciously.

It was soon determined that it was Sheng Jianan's problem.

After painting for about 10 minutes, Sheng Jianan looked at the painting and couldn't help but rest the brush tip on his chin, thinking for a while.Then I remembered Jiang Chi, glanced sideways, and said, "You can stand up and move for a while."

Jiang Chi remained motionless, just looking at him like this.

Sheng Jianan looked at the painting for a while, but didn't hear Jiang Chi's movement, and turned his head to look over.

The two looked at each other, and Sheng Jianan heard Jiang Chi say in a hoarse voice, "Sheng Nannan, come here."

It was a little quiet at night, his voice, which he hadn't spoken for a long time, was slightly hoarse, magnetic, a little nice, and a little sexy.

At this moment, Sheng Jianan was the fool in the past.

He didn't move, just looked at Jiang Chi.

"My legs are numb." Jiang Chi said.

His tone and expression were so calm that there was no trace of superfluous expression.

After another half hour, Sheng Jianan stood up slowly and walked towards him.

He stood in front of Jiang Chi, his lips moved slightly, and he was about to ask something when Jiang Chi grabbed him and dragged him to the sofa.

Sheng Jianan was startled, Jiang Chi leaned over, tilted his head slightly, bowed his head and kissed.

Sheng Jianan was not ready yet, her lips were suddenly blocked, and she couldn't help letting out a muffled groan.

"Aren't you coming here?" Jiang Chi pressed his lips and asked, "Why are you still here?"

Sheng Jianan: "..."

"Do you know what will happen when you come here?" Jiang Chi smiled, "It will happen, what will happen in your next painting."

After finishing speaking, he rolled his lips and cut his lips.

For this moment, he held back for half the night.