[Black Basket] The medicine cannot be stopped

I lay on the simple little bed, looked at the ceiling peacefully, and let my mind go blank.

The bedroom has its own bathroom, and at the moment there is the sound of dripping water.

Through the non-transparent glass, I can feel the vigorous mist and hazy water vapor, accompanied by the warm smell from the crack of the door, reaching every sense of my body.

Mr. S is taking a shower.

Mr. S is taking a bath no more than three meters away from me.

Is this sentence difficult to understand?

... not difficult.

So why am I suddenly unable to think now?

...that's a wonderful question.

I lay peacefully, trying to keep my eyes fixed on the light-colored lines on the ceiling, but even so, I could still clearly hear the sound of the water stopping.

After a period of silence that made one want to smash the door and rush in, the bathroom door opened, and Mr. S came out.

I am very calm.

I'm calm I'm calm I'm calm

I tried to hypnotize myself, and felt Mr. S's unique footsteps stepping on the floor. In fact, the sound was not very loud, but because I was lying on the ground at the moment, the sound was particularly obvious.

And then it... it stopped ==.

Mr. S stood condescendingly next to me, I tilted my head slightly, and the originally dull ceiling became his expressionless face.

Also, it still smells wet!

I turned my head quickly and continued to drill a hole in the ceiling with my sight.

"...Why are your eyes so wide?"

Mr. S obviously couldn't understand my inexplicable state now, not only did not walk away coldly and noblely as I expected, but squatted down next to me, staring at me carefully.

"Are you shy?"

"..."

I was silent for two seconds, and I couldn't help shouting while being shocked by Mr. S's words.

"Don't, don't say it casually! Why am I shy?!"

"You're shy."

Mr. S coldly used an affirmative sentence, and continued speaking in a tone as if he had discovered something interesting.

"I've been staring at it since I came out, are you afraid of looking at me?"

"Who said that?!"

I angrily turned my head to look at Mr. S who irritated me.

Probably because of the fact that he had just taken a shower, his normally fair skin looked more tender, just like the cosmetic advertisements on TV. From such a close distance, the heat from the pores seemed to rush towards him, making him feel more tender. My face also burned.

... Where did he get such a good skin? !This is simply not letting me live as a woman! ?

But even so, not only did it not add a touch of softness to him, but it added a bit of coldness.

The red hair was scattered together due to being wet, the water dripping from the end of the fever disappeared in the towel hanging on the shoulder, and the water dripped down the side of the neck together.Coupled with his cold snort, a lot of words such as "abstinence system", "uniform play", "crying and begging me" rushed into my mind in an instant.

Wait what am I thinking...

Soon, God made me understand that Mr. Xiao Xiang's family needs to pay a price.

As my cheeks got hotter and hotter, I felt a slow flow of liquid rolling down my nose, tilted my head almost subconsciously, and I saw something dripping on the floor.

.........

I have a nosebleed.

And it's... Seeing Mr. S's appearance after getting out of the bath, his nose bleeds like a beast! ! !

"...Really."

Mr. S looked at me covering my nose in a hurry, but the blood was still leaking from between my fingers, and I didn't know what to say.After realizing that I'm such a loser that I can't even handle a nosebleed, he grabbed my chin with one hand to make me look up, and with the other hand, he took my hand off my nose.

"Keep your head up and don't move."

Seeing that I seem to be struggling, Mr. S immediately added.

"Don't cover it up, I've already seen what I should see."

Uh...

People just don't want to be seen so embarrassingly? !

And Mr. S, what is the sarcasm in your tone, because you have seen me in a more embarrassing way, so it is not a problem to say this to me, is it? !

But... It feels like if it continues like this, not only will the nosebleed not stop, but it will intensify instead?

I stared closely at Mr. S's fragile skin, and felt that not only my face, but my whole body was about to be cooked.

The hand holding my chin has been staying near my neck, and I immediately come up to correct my posture when I move a little bit, which makes me regret it now. I should have applied moisturizer or something on my neck after taking a shower, or sprayed some perfume on it. It's okay...

The other hand also held mine tightly, as if afraid that I would break free at any time, and there was no room for resistance at all.After such a short while, I felt my palms were already sweating.

My thoughts are also complicated and I can't figure it out.

For a while I feel that Mr. S's hands are slipperier than mine, so comfortable. For a while, I feel that Mr. S must have felt it after sweating, and I feel sick. For a while, I feel that it's not good. Even so, I have to hold it for a while longer. That's fine, do you think that Mr. S will keep this posture all night if it keeps flowing until tomorrow?

Maybe God couldn't stand it anymore, and even he couldn't bear to let Mr. S pester me like this for a night. After I looked up for a while, I felt that the nosebleeds stopped flowing.

Thank goodness, Mr. S didn't use this incident as material for ridicule.

"Give me a good cover."

——Although he is still very vicious, it seems that he is not in a good mood.

I took a slightly higher pillow from the big bed, Mr. S inserted one hand between my head and the pillow, and lifted my head up, and quickly put the flat U-shaped pillow on the bed with the other hand The high pillows were changed.

"For the sake of you, just use this to sleep."

"Eh?"

I blinked and looked at Mr. S, and felt a warm warmth from the broad palm directly on the back of the head through the hair.

——and then was disgusted.

"You are not suitable for being cute, don't make such cute expressions."

Mr. S withdrew his palm and looked at the alarm clock on the bedside table while walking towards the soft bed not far away.

"Also, it's best not to make any strange noises in the middle of the night to wake me up."

"Understood..."

I tucked my head into the blanket and closed my eyes against the comfort of the pillow.

It won't disturb Mr. S's sleep! Mr. S's sleep quality is the goal of my efforts!

I closed my eyes peacefully, and felt that I was exuding a sense of inspiration from the inside out to fight for the lover of my dreams.

An hour later, strange sounds began to sound in the silent space ==.

Trembling, I arched myself into a shrimp, and tried to shrink a little more into the blanket, but unfortunately it didn't help.The blanket was as cold as an ice cellar, and even my whole body was as cold as a popsicle.

At first I could bear it, but when I was frozen to death and couldn't sleep anymore, I really couldn't hold back my trembling voice tat...

Da da ta da da.

This is the first time I know the sound of teeth chattering when people are cold...

"It's also the first time I know."

In the darkness, Mr. S's inaudible voice sounded.

qaq.

If, as expected, did you wake Mr. S up? Tap...?

I gritted my teeth hard, and the air whizzed through the teeth, making even weirder noises.

……

Hey, how would I know this is still the case?

I thought it would be fine as long as I refrained from talking in my sleep and grinding my teeth...?

After a long silence, I heard a rustling sound, followed by a pair of hands so warm that I couldn't resist, and rescued me from the cold blanket.

"Leng Cheng didn't say that, did he want me to see your dead body tomorrow morning?"

Mr. S picked up my frozen body and carried me to the big bed which was only one step away.The moment I fell into the warm bed, I felt that my whole body was surrounded by Mr. S's smell.

Mr. S lay down next to me, lifted the quilt and covered me, and I burst into sobs with tears in my eyes as if I had come alive.

"Shut up," Mr. S said coldly, "sleep well."

"...q3q, good night."

I held back my sobs and rolled around in the warm quilt, but accidentally touched another body with body temperature.I froze for a moment, and retreated to the side without a trace.

Mr. S's voice didn't sound any different, as if the person lying here with me was not him.

Through the faint moonlight, I saw him sleeping with his back to his side.

"Good night."