Quick Travel: Please hold on to the villain Black Moonlight script

He was like a desperate traveler stuck in a quagmire. He didn't want others to see his embarrassment, but he clearly witnessed his struggles and falls time and time again.

Using all the strength of his upper body, Qin Jiazhe finally put his hands on the floor to prop himself up, but his legs failed and he fell down again.

Something in those beautiful dark eyes seemed to be completely broken.

"That's not the way to show off one's strength." Zhao Xuan sighed, opened the door, strode in and picked up the person.

Zhao Xuan's eyes were red, but he forced himself to return to normal. He looked directly at Zhao Xuan's chest with red eyes and said, "I don't need other people's pity."

Zhao Xuan said nothing and gently put the person in, "I'm not pitiful, I just want to help you."

His eyes noticed the red and swollen bite mark on the back of Qin Jiazhe's hand. He had never been so clearly aware that the person in front of him was different from Chu Ge, who had endless memories.

Chu Ge is the proud son of heaven, someone who is too dazzling to look directly at.

Qin Jiazhe's experience made him extremely proud and extremely inferior. He didn't care about other people's opinions, but he hated his own weakness and incompetence.

His proud temperament makes him unwilling to bow his head and let others see his "scars".

"Did it hurt from the fall?" Zhao Xuan's eyes were pure and pure, without any charm or blasphemy.

"No pain."

Zhao Xuan continued to stare at Qin Jiazhe steadily and asked him if his stomach hurt. He said no, even if he fell, it still didn't hurt.

Does this mean that different experiences lead to different temperaments?

Qin Jiazhe didn't want to look up, and the cold aura on his body became stronger and stronger, "Get out."

"Don't bite others all the time in the future." Zhao Xuan paused and added, "It's not okay to bite yourself. It's easy to get infected if it gets wet."

"..." After saying this, I felt that something was wrong, as if Qin Jiazhe was compared to a dog...

Ahem, luckily Qin Jiazhe didn't realize what he said was wrong.

Qin Jiazhe curled his fingers unconsciously a few times, looked away and said, "Get out."

"I don't worry about you being alone unless you promise me to come in and carry you out to get dressed after you take a shower."

Qin Jiazhe's cheeks suddenly felt hot, and his hands in the water clenched into fists again.

This man...is really...

Zhao Xuan raised his hand, rubbed Qin Jiazhe's hair and said, "You don't have to be shy. I live and eat in your house for free. You can do whatever you want with me."

Well, so someone’s proud self-esteem should be able to accept it, right?

"..."

Qin Jiazhe was silent for a moment, and then he agreed.

Zhao Xuan didn't waste any more time. He tested the water temperature and found it was OK, so he took it to the door and went out.

Qin Jiazhe was sitting in the warm water. He had always felt infinitely cold in the past, but now it was as if his whole body was wrapped in warm water, and he felt a sense of warmth that he had not seen for a long time.

He raised his hand and hesitantly touched his hair, which seemed to still have Zhao Xuan's warmth.

Although Qin Jiazhe agreed to Zhao Xuan, he still waited for 10 minutes and waited until Zhao Xuan knocked on the door before replying that he had washed it.

When he entered, Qin Jiazhe was lying in the white bathtub, with most of his body soaked in the bathtub, exposing his arms and beautiful collarbone...

There was a very obvious red hickey on his collarbone, which added another layer of color to his complexion.

The gloomy vision given during the day also gradually disappeared in this hazy mist, leaving only the sultry feeling of pure desire.

When Zhao Xuan's fingers touched Qin Jiazhe's slightly cold fingers, all his charming thoughts disappeared. He sighed inwardly and gently picked him up.

Zhao Xuan, who didn't care when his clothes got wet, glanced at Qin Jiazhe's pale lips unconsciously.

Qin Jiazhe subconsciously hugged Zhao Xuan's neck with both hands, and inadvertently glanced at the three tooth marks on Zhao Xuan's collarbone.

He pursed his lips and his ears turned pink. The messy and ambiguous memories of last night came back again. In less than two days of knowing Zhao Xuan, the two of them had done all kinds of intimate things.

The intimacy made Qin Jiazhe, who had never known shyness, seem to finally realize his panic after Zhao Xuan's teasing words.

"...thanks."

Qin Jiazhe, who was not used to saying thank you, found it extremely difficult to say these two words.

Zhao Xuan glanced at Qin Jiazhe, whose cheeks were red and his ears were even redder, and joked, "Your face is already red. If you stay in there longer, you will faint from lack of oxygen."

Qin Jiazhe, who almost thought his mind was being read, was "..." a single-celled animal with well-developed limbs and a simple mind.

Fool.

Zhao Xuan put Qin Jiazhe on the bed with gentle movements. The whole process revealed a maturity and thoughtfulness that was inconsistent with his temperament.

Qin Jiazhe's thoughtfulness made Qin Jiazhe's cheeks slightly red. For a second, he felt that Zhao Xuan was like a bright moon in the wilderness, bright and hanging high in the sky.

You shouldn't end up in this mundane world.

Qin Jiazhe had no clothes on, so Zhao Xuan brought him the dark blue nightgown from the wheelchair.

He was not so attentive that he even helped Qin Jiazhe wear his clothes. That would be unbearable for the proud Young Master Qin. He was just weak and not truly disabled.

"Want to blow dry your hair?" Zhao Xuan glanced around the room and found the hair dryer on the dressing table by the window.

It seemed like he was asking, but in fact he was already preparing to brag to Qin Jiazhe.

Qin Jiazhe's fingers unconsciously dug into the sheets and said dryly, "No, I rarely blow dry my hair."

"Your body is no better than others, so don't catch a cold."

I don't know if it was because of the night or the dim yellow light above his head, but Zhao Xuan's tone was gentle, and his eyebrows were as soft as the spring breeze.

Qin Jiazhe, who had a fever in the morning, was not so firm in pushing Zhao Xuan away to take the hair dryer.

"I won't blow." Qin Jiazhe still didn't want to do anything. The wet water from his hair dripped on his nightgown. The collar was slightly open, and his fair complexion was particularly dazzling.

Still as willful as ever.

"I'll blow it for you." Zhao Xuan sighed resignedly.

Zhao Xuan, who had never had anyone's hair blown before, was a little unfamiliar with his movements at first. He was so unfamiliar that he pulled Qin Jiazhe's hair several times and even broke it...

Zhao Xuan, who felt guilty, silently relaxed his movements, while Qin Jiazhe did not show any pain from the beginning to the end.

He lowered his eyes in a daze, and the resistance in his heart was gradually smoothed away. He lowered his head quietly and allowed Zhao Xuan to blow dry his hair.

Like a beast that had its claws removed, it suddenly became quiet, so well-behaved that people couldn't help but look sideways.

Zhao Xuan has good learning ability and quickly mastered the skills. His fingers unconsciously brushed Qin Jiazhe's ears several times. Qin Jiazhe unconsciously tightened the sheets and pursed his lips, making the tips of his ears feel hot.

After blowing his hair, Zhao Xuan put away the hair dryer and slowly sat on the edge of the big bed, facing Qin Jiazhe.

Qin Jiazhe, "...What are you looking at?"

"I'll look at your legs."

Qin Jiazhe's black and white eyes widened slightly and he pursed his lips, "...No."

Zhao Xuan was too lazy to talk nonsense and directly reached out to touch Qin Jiazhe's thigh.

As a result, he was kicked in the face by Qin Jiazhe in a hurry...

"You, shameless!!"

Zhao Xuan laughed angrily, "What do you think I'm going to do?"