【Double Life】The Redeemer

Liang Chuan's pupils dilated slightly, and he suddenly realized what An Jia wanted to do.

Feeling overwhelmed, he coughed against his lips for a while, An Jia wrapped his arms around his body, comforting him, "Did you scare Uncle Liang?"

After his breathing calmed down, Liang Chuan turned to look at him, "I'm not a normal person myself, so I'm not afraid."

"Then we... are really made for each other." An Jia pinched Liang Chuan's chin, and the two kissed again, but this time, it was much gentler, like milk candy, so sweet and greasy.

Liang Chuan twisted his body, and his whole body lay on An Jia's chest, plus the marks on his whole body, it was like a painting of extravagance and profligacy.

The lips are untied, the tip of the tongue is entangled, the teeth are touching, and the angle is constantly changing.

Liang Chuan closed his eyes, his eyelashes were trembling innocently with water droplets on them, and his blond hair was wet against his transparent skin. Fragile and beautiful things are most likely to drive people crazy and want to possess them.

An Jia's black eyes were on fire, and his hand was down, hidden like water, he found the snow mountain, and found the path in a pretty way.

Liang Chuan was taken aback, and looked up at him.

An Jia lightly bit the tip of the other party's tongue, "Uncle Liang, what should I do, I want it again."

The warm water instantly became scalding hot. The bathtub was too small, and the two of them were too close. Liang Chuan did not ignore that domineering demand.

He bent his eyebrows and raised the corners of his lips, raised his hand to caress An Jia's handsome eyebrows, then hugged her up, getting closer to An Jia.

An Jia put her arms around her waist and legs, and the water rose and fell, overflowing in an instant.

Liang Chuan leaned his chin on An Jia's shoulder, closed his eyes and frowned, and let out bewitching gasps from his lips that were kissed bright red.

Soon, the voice was shattered and difficult to tune. Liang Chuan's world also gained a kind of joy in the extreme pain. In a whirl, water poured all over the ground.

The hands hugging the young bodybuilder's body also hung down limply. After climbing to the top and returning to calm, An Jia realized that the person in her arms had already passed out.

Lie softly on his body, as if no matter what you do, he won't give birth to any resistance.

After backing out, An Jia pulled Liang Chuan into her arms, and put her pillow in his arms.

This person is also good-looking when he is tall, and he is also good-looking when he is pitiful and weak.

He touched his face, and his mood suddenly improved a lot.

...

Liang Chuan was coaxed to eat while he was half asleep and half awake.

After drinking half a bowl of porridge, she couldn't drink any more. No matter what An Jia said, she just half-opened her eyes, her expression was dazed, her eyes were confused, and she didn't say a word.

There was a blush on both cheeks and chapped lips, which made her look even more pitiful.

He gets hot quickly.

An Jia put him on the bed, and he grabbed the other's arm for pillow, and the rest remained silent.

An Jia looked at it for a while, took out her mobile phone, and called the doctor.

The housekeeper, Uncle Chun, went to greet him. He was a middle-aged male doctor in his 40s, and he brought a small assistant with him.An Jia called him Doctor Zhao.

Taking advantage of the time when the doctor gave Liang Chuan antipyretic injections, Uncle Chun said to An Jia: "Mr. An, Mr. is not in good health. Even if he has a fever, it will be troublesome. Dr. Tao has been taking care of him all this time. He knows Mr. For your physical condition, why don’t you call me Doctor Tao?”

An Jia didn't seem to hear it. He stared at the liquid medicine in the syringe hitting Liang Chuan's body little by little, and then said: "Dr. Zhao is my senior brother abroad, Uncle Chun, don't worry."

In the eyes of the housekeeper, Uncle Chun, An Jia was still an outsider, and he was always worried about making Liang Chuan like this.

However, no matter how worried he was, he couldn't resist Liang Chuan's connivance.

...

An Jia stayed by the bed all night, and the antipyretic needles didn't help, so she finally got a drip.

He dipped a cotton swab in water and moistened Liang Chuan's lips little by little.The fever is scary, and when it is severe, the shortness of breath seems to stop in the next moment.

But in the end, he woke up the next morning, when An Jia was not there, and Uncle Chun brought him breakfast.

He didn't have much energy in his hand, and he didn't have much appetite, but Liang Chuan still picked up the porridge with great effort, and ate it gracefully.

"Sir, I..."

"Uncle Chun, if you have anything to say, just say it."

"Your body has always been taken care of by Dr. Tao. This Mr. An suddenly found Dr. Zhao. This...is not very good."

"What's wrong, aren't they all treating diseases?" Liang Chuan said without raising his head, his expression dull, "It's okay, don't think about it."