The Silver Hamster’s Daily Life

With a snap, the belt fell into Jiang Xingyuan's palm.

He gripped the end of the belt tightly, a storm in his eyes.

Jiang Yaoyi was stunned, and when he saw Jiang Xingyuan rushing over, his face became even more angry.

When Jiang Xingyuan came down, he was still wearing that thin white shirt, with a pair of slippers on his feet.

His cheeks were flushed from the cold, and his face looked a little full, like a **** rose, very much like the woman he loved in memory.

Jiang Xingyuan is half like him and half like his mother.

Jiang Yaozhi's heart aches every time he sees Jiang Xingyuan, especially today.

Jiang Yaozhi slapped the belt, and he was about to slap Jiang Xingyuan again.

On this day, Jiang Yaozhi's heart will be a little more comfortable only when he sees Jiang Xingyuan's pain and his flesh torn apart. Otherwise he would almost be out of breath.

However, Jiang Xingyuan is no longer the boy who was stubbornly beaten back then.

He gripped the belt tightly, his eyes fell on the drunk Jiang Yaozhi, his tone was as cold as this cold night, "Jiang Dong, why are you drunk with me?"

Jiang Yaozhi gritted his teeth and twitched the belt again.

Jiang Xingyuan encircled Ruan Yingyin with one hand, and held the belt in his hand with the other.

He lowered his head and looked at Ruan Yingyin in his arms. Her face was pale, her eyes fell on his **** palm, and there was obvious concern.

Jiang Xingyuan's tone was soft, "Be good, close your eyes."

Ruan Yingyin looked at Jiang Yaozhi who was furious across from him, shook his head, tugged at the hem of his shirt, and hurriedly said in a low voice, "Let's run quickly."

"You don't have to run for anything." Jiang Xingyuan smiled a little. He took his hand from her waist and went up along the bloated down jacket, covering her eyes.

Jiang Xingyuan put his eyes on Jiang Yaozhi again, he pulled the belt in his hand with force and pulled it back directly from Jiang Yaozhi's hand.

The drunk Jiang Yaozhi's posture was unstable, and when he was pulled like this, he jumped forward and fell onto the snow.

The metal buckle on the belt collided with the ground, making a crisp sound.

Jiang Xing looked down at Jiang Yaozhi in front of him from afar. Blood slipped from the palm of his hand holding the belt and landed on the snow, dyeing the white snow bright red.

The wind was blowing from all directions, and Jiang Xingyuan's shirt was rustling.

A sarcastic smile was drawn on the corner of his lips, which reflected with the blood on the snow, making him look very coquettish.

Jiang Xingyuan raised the belt, the belt that was drooping softly turned into a stick in an instant, and the metal end was violently pulled towards Jiang Yaozhi, who fell to the ground.

This whip directly hit Jiang Yaozhi's calf.

Jiang Yaozhi let out a muffled sound, covered his calf, looked up at Jiang Xingyuan in disbelief, "Jiang Xingyuan, do you know what you are doing?"

"I know." Jiang Xingyuan's tone was very floaty, "For many years in the past, I have wanted to ask you, Jiang Yaozhi, do you know what you are doing?"

Jiang Xingyuan threw the belt on Jiang Yaozhi fiercely, "If you feel uncomfortable, then beat yourself up. Pumping me can only show that you are a useless person."

He glanced at his **** palms, and didn't bother to look at Jiang Yaoyi on the ground again. He covered Ruan Yingyin's eyes, and hugged Ruan Yingyin into the gate of the community.

Ruan Yingyin's eyes blinked in his palm, itchy.

She tugged at Jiang Xingyuan and asked in a low voice, "Can I open my eyes?"

Jiang Xingyuan let go of her.

Ruan Yingyin raised her head and glanced at him, with worry and some doubts in her eyes.

But she didn't ask anything, if Jiang Xingyuan wanted to tell her, he would say it.

Ruan Yingyin's eyes fell from his face to the palm of his right hand, and she picked up his right hand.

Jiang Xingyuan clenched his fist and didn't let her see the wound. He struggled a bit, retracted his right hand, and pushed Ruan Yingyin into the elevator, smiling, "It's okay, it doesn't hurt, go back."

His smile was a little light, and it could be seen that Jiang Xingyuan was not in a good mood today.

Ruan Yingyin looked at the thin shirt on his body, then at the bloated down jacket on his body, and said angrily, "Why did you come out wearing so little?"

"I came down when I saw your news, I didn't have time to put on a coat." Jiang Xingyuan leaned against the billboard hanging in the elevator, smiling a little at Ruan Yingyin.

He felt that his whole body was on fire, and it was a little uncomfortable to heat.

"Do you have a fever?" Ruan Yingyin stared at the abnormal heat on his face, walked towards him, and reached out to check the temperature of his forehead.

Jiang Xingyuan avoided it for a while.

"Don't move." Ruan Yingyin was really angry, she sternly grabbed his clothes and glared at him fiercely.

Jiang Xingyuan pursed his lips, and stayed where he was without avoiding it.

She reached out her hand again, stood on tiptoe, and pressed the back of her hand to his forehead.

very hot.

Jiang Xingyuan lowered his head, and the faces of the two were instantly close.

While he was breathing heavily, the breath that fell on Ruan Yingyin's face was terrifyingly hot.

Jiang Xingyuan's expression was soft, and the white shirt on him seemed harmless to others.

He murmured, sounding like he was still a little aggrieved, "Baby, you are just so fierce."

Ruan Yingyin ""

Jiang Xingyuan got closer, looked at Ruan Yingyin's pursed lips, licked her teeth with her tongue, and was about to kiss "Baby, I want to kiss you"

Ruan Yingyin's hand left his forehead, slapped him on the shoulder, and angrily pushed him out of the elevator, "You have a fever."

"It's okay, just drink some boiled water if you have a fever." Jiang Xingyuan is very indifferent, "Baby, can you pour me a glass of boiled water?"

Ruan Yingyin ignored him.

She grabbed the hem of Jiang Xingyuan's shirt and dragged him home.

Jiang Xingyuan let her pull, and followed behind with a smile.

At home, the doors and windows are wide open, the temperature is exactly the same as outside, and the cold is so cold that one's teeth are shaking.

Ruan Yingyin pushed Jiang Xingyuan onto the sofa.

Without saying a word, she walked over and closed the window first, leaving a gap for ventilation, then took the remote control on the coffee table and turned on the air conditioner.

After doing all this, Ruan Yingyin turned around and asked Jiang Xingyuan, who was leaning on the sofa, "Where is the medicine box?"

Jiang Xing pointed not far away.

Ruan Yingyin walked over, opened the medicine box, and pulled through it for a while before finding the antipyretic.

She took out the antipyretic medicine and prepared to pour a glass of warm water for Jiang Xingyuan.

As a result, Jiang Xingyuan did not boil the water at all.

Ruan Yingyin glanced at Jiang Xingyuan.

Jiang Xingyuan picked up the pillow on the sofa, facing the sight that seemed to carry a knife, some innocent "there is mineral water in the refrigerator, that's all."

Ruan Yingyin couldn't help biting her lip, "Wait."

She opened the door, returned home, poured a glass of water for Jiang Xingyuan, and then turned back.

Jiang Xingyuan was leaning on the sofa, quietly watching Ruan Yingyin, wherever she went, his eyes followed.

Ruan Yingyin held the medicine in one hand and the water cup in the other, walked to Jiang Xingyuan, and handed the medicine over.

Jiang Xingyuan took the medicine and stuffed it into his mouth, intending to bite it directly.

Ruan Yingyin said quickly, "Don't bite"

Jiang Xingyuan's teeth paused, and the next second, the water was in front of him.

Ruan Yingyin said seriously, "The medicine should be swallowed with warm water." That's what the doctors who saw the doctor said.

"Really?" Jiang Xingyuan paused with his fingertips, took the cup, and swallowed the medicine very obediently under the supervision of Ruan Yingyin.

Ruan Yingyin nodded with satisfaction, she brought the medicine box, sat next to Jiang Xingyuan, took his right hand and put it on her lap.

When she was a hamster, Jiang Xingyuan bandaged his wound, and she just watched.

So this time, Ruan Yingyin followed Jiang Xingyuan's technique in memory and bandaged Jiang Xingyuan's wound like a gourd.

"Did you use this to sterilize first?" Ruan Yingyin asked Jiang Xingyuan, not sure, looking at the potion in her hand.

Jiang Xingyuan nodded, "Yes."

Ruan Yingyin then took a cotton swab, dipped it in the potion, and carefully disinfected him.

The wound on his palm, hit hard by the belt, looks terrifying.

Ruan Yingyin wrinkled her nose and carefully disinfected him "it will hurt a lot."

When he disinfected her, it was very painful.

Jiang Xingyuan's mouth twitched, "It doesn't hurt."

How can such a wound not hurt?

Ruan Yingyin didn't believe him. Sometimes he told the truth, and sometimes he was full of nonsense.

According to the steps in her memory and Jiang Xingyuan's on-site guidance, she successfully disinfected and applied medicine to him, but when the bandage was tied, she got stuck.

The way she pierced the wound was terrible, the bandages were bulging, and it looked very annoying.

Ruan Yingyin gritted her teeth and tried again and again.

Jiang Xingyuan felt that Ruan Yingyin, who helped him deal with his wounds after busying himself, was very pleasing to the eyes.

But after a long while, Jiang Xingyuan couldn't bear it anymore.

He moved his right hand and said helplessly, "That's it."

Ruan Yingyin was still dissatisfied, "But it's still ugly."

Jiang Xingyuan smiled, "I'll change the dressing tomorrow and let you try it again today. My wound will really start to hurt."

Ruan Yingyin let out a sigh, quickly took her hand away, and looked at Jiang Xingyuan at a loss.

She was just immersed in it for a while, forgetting that he would hurt.

Jiang Xingyuan looked at her and saw her helplessness and regret in his eyes.

Her heart was in the elevator, and when she reached out her hand, she began to feel a soft mess.

Many things, Jiang Xingyuan has never mentioned to anyone, nor is he willing to mention it to anyone. Even though he loved Ruan Yingyin very much, he never planned to tell her about these old events.

He was reluctant, and opened his **** wound to her.

But tonight, he has something to say.

Jiang Xingyuan leaned back on the sofa, looked up at the lamp above, and said softly after a while, "Today is my birthday."

Ruan Yingyin, who was sorting out the medicine box, stopped instantly, she turned around in surprise and glanced at him.

Jiang Xingyuan held his head and his eyes fell on Ruan Yingyin, "But I have never had a birthday."

I don't know why, seeing Jiang Xingyuan like this, Ruan Yingyin's heart hurts a lot, and the tip of her tongue feels astringent.

She hesitated and asked, "Then do you want a birthday cake?"

Jiang Xingyuan smiled, "At this point, I can still buy cakes"

Ruan Yingyin nodded immediately, and she quickly took out her mobile phone, "There is a cake shop that is open 24 hours a day, you can order takeout, and it will be delivered soon."

This, she is very experienced.

Jiang Xingyuan stretched out his hand, took the phone away from her, put it on the coffee table aside, and said, "I don't need cake."

Ruan Yingyin blinked.

Jiang Xingyuan looked at Ruan Yingyin, leaned over and approached her little by little, his eyes darkened, "I have never received a birthday present, I want a present."

The living room became quieter and quieter, and Ruan Yingyin could even clearly hear her own heart beating faster and faster.

She pinched her fingers nervously, pursed her lips subconsciously, and asked "what, what gift?"

"I want a kiss." Jiang Xingyuan had a scorching heat on his body. He lowered his head slightly, his lips almost touched Ruan Yingyin's lips, "Baby, can you give me a kiss?"

The heartbeat almost jumped out of his throat, and Ruan Yingyin's face turned red all of a sudden. She looked at Jiang Xingyuan who was close at hand, and Jiang Xingyuan was also looking at her.

After three seconds, Ruan Yingyin closed her eyes, and her beautiful eyelids moved slightly uneasy.

However, the kiss did not reach her lips.

Her closed eyes were kissed.

Jiang Xingyuan kissed very carefully and reverently, as if there was a rare treasure under his lips, it would shatter with a little force.

He lay back on the sofa again, smiled and looked at Ruan Yingyin who opened his eyes a little dazed, and said warmly, "It's getting late, go to bed. Good night."

Ruan Yingyin sat there for dozens of seconds, then stood up abruptly.

She lowered her head and didn't dare to look at Jiang Xingyuan again. She trotted to the door, and when her hand touched the doorknob, she was about to leave, but before opening the door, she looked back.

Behind him, Jiang Xingyuan raised his head, closed his eyes, and rubbed his eyebrows tiredly.

For some reason, he always felt as if he was in the dark at the moment, with heavy boulders on his shoulders.

Ruan Yingyin bit her lip, turned and ran back towards Jiang Xingyuan.

Hearing the footsteps coming and going, Jiang Xingyuan opened his eyes with some doubts in his eyes.

Ruan Yingyin ran directly in front of Jiang Xingyuan. She was out of breath. She might be running too fast, or she might be too nervous.

Jiang Xingyuan asked softly, "What?"

Ruan Yingyin bent down, kissed his lips, and blocked all his questions back to her mouth.