The wealthy old man flirts and pampers [Rebirth]

Qi Xiaoyan came home at two o'clock the next night, and Jian Li didn't listen to the class that day, so he sneaked out again while Zhang Ma was asleep and sat on the sofa waiting for two days in a row He didn't have a good rest. When the man opened the door, his head was dozing off.

When the man walked up to Jian Li with his things, he was startled and stood up from the sofa abruptly.

Qi Xiaoyan's heart warmed, and he stretched out his hand towards him.

Jian Li jumped into the man's arms, "You're back." He complained in a strong nasal voice.

"It's really far away from South Africa to fly back to City A. You're still awake at this hour, are you waiting for me?" Qi Xiaoyan asked him.

The person in his arms slowly withdrew from his arms, raised his eyes to look carefully at Qi Xiaoyan, and seeing that the light was too dim, he turned over and ran to turn on all the headlights at home before returning to look carefully at his face.

The man let him look at him dumbfounded, and it was only after a while that he muttered, "...so ugly, not handsome at all."

Qi Xiaoyan, "..."

Jian Li didn't look at his expression, instead he stretched out his hand to grab the coat on his body, and touched it up and down along the way. Seeing that the man's expression was the same, he asked suspiciously, "Are you really not hurt?"

The man stood silently, and Jian Li would see the gunshot wound on his arm if he didn't mention it now, but he couldn't hide it if he wanted to.

Jian Li finally saw a clue from his expression, so he took off his thick coat and took off his thin suit, because he didn't add any clothes inside when he got off the plane. Barely put on a down jacket.

Qi Xiaoyan sighed softly, obediently let him take off his clothes, neither of them touched the strange atmosphere at the moment, Jian Li's thoughts were all on whether he was injured or not.

So when he saw the blood oozing slightly from his white shirt, his eyes were red immediately, and he looked up at the man.

"You lied to me!"

Qi Xiaoyan couldn't argue with his words, "Isn't it because you are worried at home? It's a small injury, just rest for a few days and it will be fine." He said.

Jian Li sniffed, and as he said before, he turned his head and walked to the room. He said that if he was injured, he would definitely ignore him.

The man stretched out his hand to pull him dumbfounded, but it was a pity that when he twisted his body, the wound was pulled, and he gasped with a hiss.

After all, Jian Li closed the door with a bang, Qi Xiaoyan let out a long sigh, glanced sideways at the bleeding wound, and reluctantly went to the medicine box to go to the bathroom to deal with it.

After half an hour, he managed to cleanse the wound without water, and when he opened the door, he saw Jian Li standing at the door of the bathroom wearing thin pajamas.

Although Qi Xiaoyan's obsession with cleanliness has not reached a serious level, she must take a shower after flying for such a long time. When Jian Li looked up, he saw a man covered in moisture, with water still dripping from his hair.

He frowned, and angrily passed the man in to find a towel, "Don't you know that the wound can't be wet?!"

Originally, he wanted to ignore him, but he really couldn't let go, his mind was full of wounds oozing blood, so there was no way he could think about it.

The corner of the man's mouth twitched, of course he knew, but he would definitely not be able to fall asleep without taking a shower, and Jian Li directly pulled him to the side of the bed, and rubbed the man's head with a towel.

Wipe his hair half dry, throw the towel and reach for his bathrobe, insisting on seeing his wound in person.

Qi Xiaoyan couldn't be happier, "Hey, hey, I said Jian Xiaoli, are you really going to rebel? How dare you take off people's clothes after not seeing each other for a few days?"

Jian Li was angry, "What's wrong with taking off your clothes? Not only do I want to take off your clothes, I also want to..." Sleep with you!Of course, he didn't say anything in the end.

The man quickly found the point, raised his eyebrows, and said with interest, "What else do you want?"

Jian Li lowered his eyes and continued to examine his wounds. The bathrobe was half lifted, and the wounds on his left arm were all exposed in front of Jian Li's eyes. It should be the wound just now.

It was treated so there was no blood at all.

"It's just a small injury, my dear, don't be awkward." Qi Xiaoyan pulled him down and let him sit beside her.

Jian Li's eye sockets were still red, and he just stared at the man in front of him with such red and wet eyes, feeling sad and wronged in his heart.

Except for Jian Li, Qi Xiaoyan has almost no experience in coaxing others, so he can only clumsily press his head on his shoulder and snore for him, "It's my fault, I made you worry at home, I promise, I won't let you go Put yourself in such danger again."

"That can't lie to me." Jian Li didn't know what he said, and he didn't know why he was angry until the end, angry that he couldn't do anything, angry that he didn't even have a position to worry about.

Qi Xiaoyan repeatedly agreed, "Okay."

Jian Li lay silently on Qi Xiaoyan's shoulder, lost in thought. This kind of intimacy was beyond his dreams a few days ago. He just wanted to hug him when he didn't want to wake up.

The man patted his shoulder, patted Jian Li's eyes and then closed his eyes. His mind has been spinning for the past two days, and he will finally be able to relax, and he fell asleep with almost no effort.

Feeling Jian Li's even breathing, Qi Xiaoyan let out a long sigh, so he could fall asleep like this, guessing that the child must have worked hard in the past two days.

His arm was not good enough, and he couldn't use his strength, so he just put the person on his bed, anyway, the bed was too big to be afraid of two people being squeezed.

Seeing Jian Li like this, the man half-lyed sideways beside him, and suddenly something flashed through his mind.

Jian Li... It doesn't seem like she has no feelings for him at all, but the point is whether this feeling is a sense of dependence on relatives or something else?

He had been alone a long time ago, and he felt that Jian Li's feelings might be understandable, but he couldn't help but hope that there was something else mixed in.

After being tired for such a long time, Qi Xiaoyan's mind was in a mess, but he still couldn't fall asleep. He got up and looked through Jian Li's previous relationships, and while he was thinking, there seemed to be nothing special, except for a bunch of cronies eating and drinking. There are very few things, except of course the car accident.

Among them, the one that bothered him the most was Deng Chuang. There was no figure of Deng Chuang in Jian Li's materials, and he couldn't find out how the two knew each other.

Qi Xiaoyan went through the information that He Fengcheng passed on to him and Deng Chuang again, and finally found clues from a series of boys Deng Chuang dated.

This man dated countless men when he was in college, but the serious boyfriend seemed to be that one, and... his name was Jian Li?

Jian Li, the same name and surname.

This person is also acquainted with his family, Jian Li, what is the situation?

There was no information about Deng Chuang's ex-boyfriend Jian Li, but he remembered the tombstone next to Jian Li's father for no reason...

That one is also called Jian Li.

Qi Xiaoyan's forehead twitched, and he sent a message to ask Xiang Jie to check the details of this person and Jian Li in the cemetery. He always felt that there was something he didn't know about it.

It's not uncommon to have the same name and surname, but to this extent he always feels a little strange.

Jian Li finally didn't dream today, even if he was on Qi Xiaoyan's bed, because of his preoccupation these two days, he was woken up after only 10 minutes of sleep during lunch break yesterday.

This time I slept until dawn, and could feel the warmth of my side all the time.

He subconsciously moved to the side, and Qi Xiaoyan's face was directly hit by his hand. The man grunted in pain, and said helplessly, "Get up when you wake up, what are you touching?"

Jian Li opened his eyes immediately, sat up with a grunt, looked at the man leaning against the bed with his head propped up, and said hesitantly, "I...why am I sleeping here?"

The man rubbed his forehead, then got up, "What do you think? Can you still break it after sleeping?"

Someone belatedly remembered what happened yesterday, Jian Li touched his nose, "I seemed to be...too sleepy yesterday."

"If you want to sleep, sleep again. I will ask you for leave in the morning, and I will take you there in the afternoon when I have enough sleep." The man said, pulling him down to lie down, "Go to rest, it's almost eight o'clock and nine o'clock now."

Jian Li tensed up, then suddenly relaxed.

"Well, I'm so confident in skipping classes, I'm probably the only one in my class."

Qi Xiaoyan smiled, and stretched out his hand to pat the bristling hair on his head, "Just sleep, I guess you haven't had much rest these two days."

He nodded, then raised his eyes to look at the man in front of him, and asked him, "Will you go to South Africa in the future?"

"Do you want me to go?" He lifted the quilt up to cover him.

Jian Li turned over inside, completely turned to Qi Xiaoyan's side, "Of course not, you don't know how much I worry about you. I haven't gone to college yet, and I don't have the money to hold your funeral."

The man slapped him on the head, "Get out! I think you wish I had something wrong."

Jian Li frowned, and stuck out his tongue at him, "What will I do if you die, I can't take care of myself now, if you die, I will starve to death."

Qi Xiaoyan clicked his tongue twice, "Co-author, I'm your dry food, nibbling when you're hungry?"

Jian Li was amused by his words, stretched out his hand from under the quilt to touch the man's arm, "...does it still hurt?"

Qi Xiaoyan shook his head, stretched out his hand to cover his, "It doesn't hurt."

"It's no wonder it doesn't hurt." Jian Li pouted, trying to withdraw his hand, "Is it really a gunshot wound?"

The man refused, and very naturally took his hand and pinched it twice, and played with it in the palm of his hand, "Well, it will be fine in two days."

Jian Li felt the temperature on his palm, his heart was itchy, and his eyes were fixed on Qi Xiaoyan's eyes for a moment, "You are lying to a fool, it will take a hundred days to hurt your muscles and bones, not to mention that this is a bullet piercing in."

"I lied to you!" Qi Xiaoyan said.

Jian Li snorted twice, and stopped talking, the atmosphere in front of him somehow made him feel a little ambiguous.

The man sat up, lifted the quilt and lay down, "Go to sleep, when you wake up, we will go out to eat and send you to school."

The corner of Jian Li's mouth twitched, and his hand was still in Qi Xiaoyan's, "But aren't you dying now? How do we get out?"

Qi Xiaoyan pinched his fingers and glared at him, "Say one more thing, who can't?"

A certain person shrank his neck, half of his face was retracted into the quilt, "Hey, your arm is not good now, and what I said is not what I meant, I don't know if you are good..." He muttered softly with.

The man was speechless, "It's just driving, it's a trivial matter.

"I don't want to ride in your car, I want to live a few more years." Jian Li shook his head and strongly refused.

Qi Xiaoyan clicked his tongue twice, "I must sit down, let you see if I can do it!"

Jian Li looked helpless, turned around and ignored him, but his hand was still held in the man's.