[Wearing the Book] The villain is not easy to mess with

The psychiatrist outside the tent was tired of arguing with Zhang Yu, and was held down and kissed by Zhang Yu hard, which made the little soldiers passing by keep laughing.

Angry and ashamed, the psychiatrist pushed the man away and ran towards the tent, rubbing his mouth in anger while running: "Tell you, don't even try to enter my tent tonight! There is no bed for you!"

"Hey, are you mistaken, that's my tent!"

Zhang Yu laughed and shouted behind him, but didn't chase him. He opened the cigarette case and wanted to smoke, looked at the psychiatrist's back, and finally held back.

The psychiatrist ran to the edge of the tent in a short while, opened the curtain of the tent, and was about to walk in, when a man's hoarse and low voice came from inside, with a strong and domineering tone, which was beyond reproach.

What he said was, "Get out! Watch the door, no one else is allowed in tonight!"

The lighting in the tent has been turned off, and only the heating equipment emits a faint light. The two overlapping bodies are hidden by the dim and charming light. Accompanied by the ups and downs of rapid breathing, the atmosphere is so ambiguous that it makes people blush and heartbeat.

The psychiatrist knew what they were doing just by listening to the sound. With a small "oh", he quickly pulled down the curtain, obediently withdrew, and guarded the tent door.

The roots of the ears were all red.

It took a long time to realize: Isn't it true that Young Master Jiang also likes men?

Also, didn't he just wear it?How did you get involved with the big villain?

Zhang Yu in the distance has already gone to work. The psychiatrist is alone at the door of the tent, slowly squatting down, picking up a branch and drawing circles in the snow. Could it be that people who pass through the real world will fall into despair? Under others?

Just as he was thinking wildly, Hua Nongyu pretended to come over with a pot of hot water. When he saw the psychiatrist squatting at the door, he asked timidly, "Well, please, excuse me."

The psychiatrist's eyelids twitched, he raised his head and glanced at him, and asked blankly, "Why?"

Hua Nongyu seemed to have seen some monster, took a step back, and stammered: "Just now, master, the master asked me to bring a pot of hot water to the person inside, I made the master angry, otherwise, Can you send it in for me?"

Despite pulling the soundproof curtains, the teenager's painful and ambiguous screams could still be heard from inside the tent, whimpering and chirping intermittently, like a kitten being severely bullied by someone trampling on its tail.

The psychiatrist raised his eyebrows and looked at him for a while, and said to himself: Can't you hear what's going on inside?They are all human beings, why are you so handsome?

There was no expression on the surface, and he pointed at the pure white snow with a branch, "Well, you can put it there first."

"Ah, just, just put it on the ground?" Hua Nongyu's eyes widened exaggeratedly.

The psychiatrist was fed up with his pretentiousness, and suddenly became angry, "If you don't put it on the ground, did you let me carry it? Didn't you hear that there was work going on inside? Besides, Shen Qian also said, let me guard the door and not let me in." Anyone go in! Are you deliberately asking me to go in and find trouble?"

Hua Nongyu felt his anger, and her warm eyes suddenly sank.

I am the protagonist Shou, and you, the one who passed it on to make soy sauce, are also qualified to argue with me?

Do you need to clean up?

He didn't speak anymore, and approached the psychiatrist step by step with hot water.

The psychiatrist didn't know what he was going to do, so he took two steps back, a little shocked: "What are you doing?"

Hua Nongyu approached suddenly, grabbed his hand, and forced the hot water bottle into his hand!

Just when the psychiatrist thought that he was going to order him to send hot water in to hurt Shen Qian, the beautiful boy made an astonishing move!

He held back the psychiatrist's hand, and poured a pot of boiling hot water on himself!

Then, he screamed: "Ah, it's so hot, what are you doing?!"

Everything happened too fast, too suddenly.

The psychiatrist had no time to respond.

The surrounding air was bitterly cold, and his chest heaved violently, as if he was being choked by something, and he froze in place, twisting the kettle stupidly, not knowing what to do.

Hua Nongyu was still screaming, and finally sat down in the snow, crying loudly: "Master, help me!!!"

This move successfully alarmed everyone, including Shen Qian in the tent.

The man originally wanted to continue, but when he heard the voice of Hua Nongyu, he became inexplicably irritable.

Pulling up his trousers, not finished taking off his clothes, he leaned over and kissed Jiang Yuran's blushing face: "I'll come back later to take care of you."

Jiang Yuran was in pain for a long time. He was dazed and stared. He couldn't hear what he said clearly. He hadn't recovered from his crazy contradicting. As soon as the others left, he collapsed and collapsed on the bed. , closed his eyes heavily.

This depressing look was really charming, Shen Qian couldn't help but want to tease him again, but there was noise outside and Hua Nongyu's hoarse cries.

Shen Qian had no choice but to pinch Jiang Yuran heavily before going out reluctantly. When he opened the curtain, he saw this scene:

Hua Nongyu was covered in steaming hot water, his handsome face was scalded several times, and he was sitting in the snow with his head in his arms, crying and screaming!

And Zhang Yu's food, holding a kettle in his hand, was standing opposite him!

"what happened?"

Before Shen Qian finished having a good time, when he encountered such a thing, his heart was very irritable, and his face was not good-looking.

Hua Nongyu covered her face and cried even harder, pointing to the psychiatrist, her voice hoarse: "Master, he poured boiling water on me!"

At this time Zhang Yu also rushed over. Hearing this, he rushed to the psychiatrist, grabbed his hand holding the kettle, and asked sharply, "Wu Zhide, what are you doing? That's Mr. Shen's food!"

It was the first time in the psychiatrist's life that he was framed by someone, and he couldn't explain it for a while, but his oval almond eyes glowed thinly. He looked at Zhang Yu and squeezed out a few words from the back of his throat after a long time. :"I don't."

Hua Nongyu had already crawled to Shen Qian's feet, hugged his thigh, and cried bitterly: "Master, it hurts so much, am I disfigured..."

In fact, he let the system lower the quality of pain in his body, and it didn't hurt at all.

Shen Qian squatted down slowly, pulled him up from the ground, and frowned slightly: "What's going on?"

"I called the man inside out of kindness to get hot water, but he scolded me, saying I was nosy, and said that Master, you were dealing with that man. I didn't believe it, so I wanted to go in and take a look. Who knows, he snatched it away. Hot water splashed all over my face, humming..."

Hua Nongyu wept and weaved lies, his expression was extremely painful, and what he said was true!

If Shen Qian hadn't seen another side of him, he would have believed it.

However, he still doesn't know the purpose of this boy's painstaking efforts to hang around him.So I didn't intend to tear him down.

So he ordered Zhang Yu: "Zhang Yu, come and show him!"

Zhang Yu let go of the psychiatrist, walked over with a dark face, briefly checked the burns on his face, and said in a low voice, "Let's go, follow me to the medical tent and get you some medicine."

Hua Nongyu looked at Shen Qian bitterly: "Master, won't you accompany me?"

Shen Qian cared about Jiang Yuran from the bottom of his heart, and didn't want to go at all.

But not going would seem to arouse Hua Nongyu's suspicion, so he held his hand and said, "Let's go, I'll go with you."

Zhang Yu glanced at the psychiatrist who was still in a daze, and there was some uncontainable anger in his voice: "Wu Zhide, why don't you come over and apologize for Mr. Shen's food?"

Hua Nongyu pretended to be a good person again at this moment: "Forget it, Doctor Zhang, he might just be impulsive, I, I don't blame him."

The psychiatrist wanted to tear off his disguise, threw away the kettle angrily, and gave Zhang Yu a hard look: "If you think what he said is true, then I have nothing to say."

After speaking, he opened the curtain and entered the tent.

Zhang Yu almost didn't catch up to beat him: "Wu Zhide, don't be so fucking shameless!"

"never mind,"

Shen Qian pulled him back, and said calmly: "Forget it, the two foods are just fighting. Let's get medicine for my food first."

Zhang Yu was still worried that Shen Qian would get angry, so he said to Shen Qian with a serious face: "Mr. Shen, don't worry, I will definitely teach him a good lesson later, it's getting worse and worse."

Shen Qian didn't mean to be angry, but slightly raised his lips, and walked towards the medical tent with Hua Nongyu. After walking a certain distance, he casually said: "You're not used to it."

Zhang Yu paused, stared blankly, and then smiled wryly: "Fuck, when did I start to get used to him?"

Shen Qian was about to say something, but Hua Nongyu interrupted!

He leaned his head on Shen Qian's shoulder: "Master, I also hope that you can spoil me..."

"Well, but the premise is that you have to be obedient." Shen Qian patted his head, and the three of them entered the medical tent together.

Zhang Yu went to the medicine box to find the medicine, while Shen Qian sat aside with Hua Nongyu.

Hua Nongyu rubbed Shen Qian's shoulder coquettishly, crying and crying about the pain.

Zhang Yu flipped through the medicine and suddenly received a text message.

He dug it out and saw that the sender was actually Shen Qian!

He opened it in shock, and what Shen Qian sent was: Give him some anesthetics.

Zhang Yu put away his mobile phone, glanced at the two of them out of the corner of his eye, and found that Shen Qian had one hand in his trouser pocket lazily.

Zhang Yu once again refreshed his three views, what the hell, when did he know how to type blindly? ? ?

Didn't you practice it when you were blind?I do not know how?

But he didn't show it at all. He prepared the medicine calmly, came to the two of them, and watched Hua Nongyu seriously: "It's a little hot, I'll apply some medicine to you first, and then give you some antibacterial injections." Injection, otherwise it is easy to get infected."

"Well, Doctor Zhang, you have the final say." Hua Nongyu nodded obediently and docilely.

Zhang Yuzai carefully smeared the scalding medicine on him, and when the cotton swab passed over his skin, he cried out erotically again, like a bed.

Zhang Yu finally understood why Shen Qian asked him to use anesthetics, probably because he was annoyed by this person.

After applying the scald medicine, he gave Hua Nongyu an injection mixed with anesthetic without hesitation. Hua Nongyu squeezed out some saline from the dog's gentle eyes, looking aggrieved and pitiful: "Master, master is in pain, oh Boom..."

Shen Qian comforted him patiently: "Good boy, I'll be fine in a while."

After a lot of tossing, Hua Nongyu's anesthetic took effect, and he gradually fell asleep.

The two men breathed a sigh of relief.

Shen Qian threw the person out of his arms like throwing trash, and handed it to Zhang Yu: "Leave it to you, I still have work to do."

Zhang Yu had one head and two big ones, "Hey, you..."

"Shh!"

He was about to ask him what was going on, but Shen Qian made a silent gesture for him.

Then he blinked at him, his pupils were twitching, and the corners of his lips curled up into an ambiguous smile, then he turned around gracefully, and left briskly.