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Perman had just entered the house when Tang Chao knocked on the door. He changed into a shirt, but he still smelled of alcohol.He opened the door, and his student was standing outside, with the hem of the white shirt tucked into the belt, outlining the imaginative waistline, carrying the computer bag, looking at him with a shy smile, and shouting: "Teacher .”

"Come." Perlman let him in sideways. He knew that Tang Chao hadn't forgotten what happened that day, and he was surprised that he would come to him alone at night, but anyway, he wished Tang Chao could do this, so he received He rushed back from the bar immediately after the news.

How could a casual date be as important as his precious student?

As soon as Tang Chao entered the door, he smelled the alcohol on Perman's body, and sat down on the sofa calmly.When he was working on the project, he often came to Perlman's house with his classmates. He was not shy, but he was more vigilant because of his inner guard.He turned on the computer and clicked on the document on the desktop.

Perlman was sitting next to him, very close to him, and his arm rubbed against his back from time to time, seemingly unintentionally. Tang Chao forced himself to focus all his attention on the screen, and moved the cursor to the place he had marked a long time ago. An organized language began to ask.

This is a highly professional thesis, which also involves the problem of mathematical modeling. Even though Tang Chao's ability is amazing, he is only a junior student after all, and the depth and breadth of knowledge learned in class are lacking. It hasn't been finished for nearly a month.

Tang Chao asked all the unclear parts, and Perlman explained in detail, explaining the profound things in simple terms, and the atmosphere between the two of them was as harmonious as before.After more than 40 minutes passed, Tang Chao put down the pen in his hand and said to Perman, "Teacher, I'm going to the bathroom."

Pellman nodded, his eyes slid smoothly to his lower abdomen, lingering inexplicably, Tang Chao was extremely uncomfortable being watched by him, he raised his hand and wiped his nose, got up and walked to the bathroom.

Tang Chao closed the door of the bathroom with his backhand, without delaying a moment, and immediately clutched the cross in his pants pocket. He didn't know how to teleport it, so he could only hold it and put it on his chest, silently thinking about the story of the study where the middleman was. appearance.

Just like that for 2 minutes, nothing happened.Tang Chao couldn't help becoming anxious. After staying in the bathroom for a long time, Perlman would definitely suspect that if he couldn't succeed this time, he couldn't think of any reason to stay alone next time.

what to do?He stared at the unresponsive cross in his hand, and he didn't know what material it was made of. It was white and moist, with a cool black border around it, and it was carved with complicated patterns.Time passed by, and Tang Chao didn't know what he was thinking. Tang Chao opened his mouth by mistake, put it between his teeth and bit it.

A strong purple light burst out instantly, engulfing him in it.

The severe dizziness hit, even more fierce than the time when he was transported to a different dimension. Tang Chao almost fell to the ground, and the golden light jumped in front of his eyes, and he couldn't see anything at all.His thigh seemed to hit something, but he felt no pain at all, only heard a muffled sound.

He grabbed his shoulders with both hands, and after a while, Tang Chao's congested and painful eyeballs felt a little better, but his vision was still unclear, just as if he hadn't worn glasses, it was blurred into a patch of colorful patches, but even so , he still recognized the person in front of him as Lan Kuiyu.

There was a fragrance on that girl, but she was familiar with it but couldn't name it. Tang Chao had subconsciously remembered it from the first time they met.Lan Kuiyu pulled Tang Chao up and covered his eyes with a cold wet towel. Ten seconds later, Tang Chao was able to see clearly. It was Zhang Ming who applied his eyes.

The middle man covered in blood was tied up on the bed, with a towel stuffed in his mouth, his eyes were closed and he seemed to pass out.When Tang Chao came in, there happened to be a chair under him, and he knocked it over and crushed it under his waist and legs. Now the numbness dissipated, and the pain in his lower body didn't feel like his own.

Lan Kuiyu passed his arm through his armpit to support him, Tang Chao stuffed the cross in his hand to her, and said with pain, "Get out."

Lan Kuiyu didn't say a word of nonsense, and grabbed Zhang Ming's wrist with his backhand to send it.

Lan Kuiyu and Zhang Ming climbed through the window and left as soon as they were teleported back to the bathroom of Perman's house. This was on the fifth floor, thanks to their excellent skills.Zhang Ming was quite worried about Tang Chao's condition, but he was pushed by Lan Kuiyu and had to leave. Before leaving, Lan Kuiyu rolled Tang Chao's eyelids and said softly after confirming that his life was not in danger: "Don't panic, I'll wait downstairs. you."

Tang Chao was in so much pain that he couldn't stand up at all. He sat on the ground for a while, and before he could ask for help, Perman opened the door and came in.

Perman was stunned for a moment, obviously he didn't expect Tang Chao to sit on the ground.Tang Chao is still terribly sick now, his temples are throbbing like blood will break through the blood vessels and skin in the next second, he propped his hands on the ground, his forehead was covered with cold sweat, he tried to raise his head and said to Perman: "Teacher, can you Help me."

Perlman half-supported and half-carried him to the bed in the bedroom and lay down. Tang Chao didn't pay attention to whether he ate tofu during the period. He was shaking all the time, feeling uncomfortable.

"What's going on?" Perman reached out and touched Tang Chao's forehead. It wasn't hot, but cold because of cold sweat: "What's wrong? Do you want to go to the hospital?"

Tang Chao shook his head, struggled to take out his mobile phone from his pocket, called Fang Mubo, and tapped Fang Mubo's name with trembling fingers several times.There was a ringing sound and the connection was made. Tang Chao's voice trembled: "Brother Fang, come and pick me up."

"Okay." Fang Mubo agreed immediately when he heard that something was wrong with him. Tang Chao heaved a sigh of relief and didn't even hang up the phone. My friend will come pick me up right away."

Perman's face changed when he heard the words, but Tang Chao really didn't care about him. He frowned and closed his eyes to feel the churning inside his body.Perlman's hand touched the side of his face, and he turned his head, not avoiding it.

Perlman looked hesitant to speak, with unspeakable emotions intertwined in his eyes, but he didn't say anything.

Fang Mubo said that it would be right away. One minute later, there was a knock on the door, and Perman went to open the door.After a while, Tang Chao felt someone gently leaning down and hugging him, with the familiar smell of cologne on his body, he didn't even open his eyes, and leaned his head obediently on Fang Mubo's shoulder, pretending that he had fainted past.

"Tang Tang?" Fang Mubo called him softly, Tang Chao made up his mind not to speak, frowned and arched Fang Mubo's shoulder.

Tang Chao knew that there must have been a confrontation between Fang Mubo and Perman when they met just now, but he was not in the mood to pay attention now.Fang Mubo nodded coldly at Perman, and walked out of his house with Tang Chao in his arms, Tang Chao's computer in one hand.After a while, the door closed behind him with a bang.

Without the audience, there is no need to act anymore. Tang Chao panted a few times against his painful chest, struggling to get out of Fang Mubo's arms, but the man slapped the side of his thigh to signal him not to move.Fang Mubo's strength was not heavy, but Tang Chao's leg was injured by the chair, and he straightened up due to the pain. With a muffled grunt, he almost fell from the man's arms.

Fang Mubo was startled, put him down quickly, and sat on the steps of the building: "Where does it hurt?"

The discomfort caused by teleportation in Tang Chao's body finally subsided a little, and now the pain on his waist and legs became more serious. He weakly pressed his palm on his leg and said weakly: "When teleporting to the middleman Just fell on the chair."

Fang Mubo let him sit for a while, and then picked him up again. Although Tang Chao was uncomfortable, he was so painful and uncomfortable that he really couldn't walk by himself.When he got downstairs, Fang Mubo saw Lan Kuiyu and Zhang Ming standing on the side of the road at a glance.

Seeing the two of them come out, Lan Kuiyu breathed a sigh of relief, and looked at Tang Chao with complicated eyes.The gunshot wound shot by Zhang Ming on her shoulder disappeared without a trace, and the self-cut bleeding on the side of her neck also disappeared.Fang Mubo couldn't help being surprised, and asked in surprise, "The wound is gone?"

"Well, the injury disappeared the moment I returned to this world, and I don't know why." Lan Kuiyu was also confused, she stuffed something into Tang Chao's hand, and said: "It doesn't matter, the rest Find time tomorrow to talk about it, and you will send him home?"

Fang Mubo hummed, Lan Kuiyu touched Tang Chao's forehead, and said softly: "Go back and get a good sleep, the side effects of teleportation will only be more obvious in the first few times."

She said a few more words to Fang Mubo, and greeted Zhang Ming, who was frowning, to leave together.Zhang Ming nodded to Mu Bo, and the two exchanged a tacit look.Fang Mubo lowered his eyes and saw Tang Chao staring at the things in his palm in a daze.

That's a piece of fruit candy.

This is the fourth time Fang Mubo has entered Tang Chao's house.

In the first two times, due to the manipulation of the plot, there was something too intimate between the two of them.The third time was not long ago, when he accompanied Tang Chao to pick up the computer and drank some water by the way.

"May I show you the injury?" Fang Mubo sat down next to Tang Chao, seeing Tang Chao's complexion was not good, and poured him a glass of water.

Tang Chao didn't make a fuss, and lifted the hem of his shirt to reveal his lower back. There was a large patch of bruises on his originally white skin. He couldn't see this position, so he could only turn his head and ask Fang Mubo, "How is it?"

"It's blue." Fang Mubo put his hand on it and touched it lightly: "It's still a little swollen, why is it so hard?"

Tang Chao shook his head, and asked a little nervously, "Is it serious?"

Fang Mubo took a picture with his mobile phone and showed him. Tang Chao sighed helplessly when he saw the large area of ​​bruises, as if he had just been beaten up.

Old wounds were not healed and new wounds were added... He touched the gauze on his forehead, and suddenly felt that he might really be a dragging existence.

Fang Mubo was keenly aware of Tang Chao's unhappiness, patted his hand, and comforted him: "You have done a good job, if it wasn't for you, I don't know what would have happened if the cross fell into the hands of a middleman."

"I know, I also think I did a good job in that matter." Tang Chao smiled at him, with a little hesitation in his eyes: "But compared with you, I seem to be a bit clumsy."

"How come, I didn't realize that I was going to grab the cross at the time. I should be the one who was clumsy. Your two injuries can only be said to be unlucky." Fang Mubo patted the sofa, " Get down, and I'll give you a cold compress."

After 10 minutes of cold compress with an ice pack, Fang Mubo found out Yunnan Baiyao and sprayed it on, and rubbed the spray until the skin was completely absorbed. Tang Chao lay on the bed, enduring the pain and not making a sound.

After Fang Mubo finished rubbing Tang Chao, he finally let out a trembling sigh of relief. Fang Mubo knew that his leg was still injured, and asked, "Do you need my help on the leg?"

"I'll do it myself." Tang Chao gritted his teeth and got up. He hurt his thigh, and it was really hard for Fang Mubo to do it for him.

Fang Mubo understood and didn't insist: "I'll sit in the living room for a while, you can do it yourself, if you need help, just call me."

After closing the bedroom door, Tang Chao took off his trousers and saw the bruises on his thighs. He sighed, and at the same time he couldn't help but be thankful that he was so close, but fortunately he didn't hurt his testicles.

He hastily applied cold compresses to the roots of his legs and sprayed them with medicine.It was almost twelve o'clock after finishing everything. He dragged his legs out of the bedroom and found Fang Mubo asleep on the sofa.

When the man fell asleep, the corners of the man's lips disappeared from the usual natural and kind curve, and his brows were slightly frowned. He didn't know if he had dreamed of something troublesome, but Tang Chao felt that this kind of majesty had a different kind of attraction.It seems a little bad to ask someone to go back at this point, Tang Chao hesitated for a while, but went to him and gently woke him up.

"Going to bed?"

Fang Mubo sat up, squinted his eyes, and looked not very sober: "The injury is healed?"

"It's done... Hey! I can go by myself!"

Before Tang Chao could finish speaking, Fang Mubo carried him into the bedroom with his arms crossed, and turned off the light with his elbow.He put Tang Chao on the bed, then lay beside him, covered with the quilt, and there was no movement.

Tang Chao stared in the dark, Fang Mubo wrapped his arms around his back, imprisoned him in the small space formed by his chest and arms, and deliberately avoided the waist injury.

He pushed Fang Mubo's chest, the man remained motionless, listened carefully, and even his breathing became steady.

It's too fast to fall asleep... Tang Chao lifted Fang Mubo's arms out of his arms, rolled up the quilt a little and moved to the side.Fang Mubo didn't notice it, he really fell asleep.

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Hmm... lost weight at a speed visible to the naked eye.

When will the master put down several textbooks and feed me so fat?

————The deposit box for gaining weight