Look good

Wen Changrong had a lot of strength, Qiao Xing saw that he was about to bump into the man's chest which was still wrapped in bandages, so he hurriedly put his hands on the bed next to the man at the last second to avoid hitting the wound.

Qiao Xing's heart was about to pop out of his mouth. He didn't care about the indecent posture of the two of them, and he was furious: "Wen Changrong, are you sick?! Want to drive two more nails in or how do you do it?!"

"..." The strength just now was naturally a bit difficult for Wen Changrong at the moment. The man's chest heaved, but the hand holding Qiao Xing's wrist was tightened. Wen Changrong looked at him unwaveringly, Answer: "No."

"Then you still..."

"But I don't even want you to go."

"..."

There was a moment of silence in the room, and the number of times Wen Changrong hit a straight ball was very few, and this kind of "I don't want you to go" seemed to show weakness, and it could be counted with one slap.

Qiao Xing was silent for a while, and the anger generated by the shock just now turned into small balls and rolled back into his stomach.

The distance between the two was only a short distance away, and Qiao Xing's eyes fell on the man's gray pupils reflecting his face, he only swallowed the words on his lips, and then slightly raised the hand that was pressing on the bed.

The distance between the two widened a bit, Wen Changrong seemed to have misunderstood that Qiao Xing's action was to leave, and the strength of holding Qiao Xing's other hand became stronger and stronger, as if he was about to nail him to the bed.

"I said you..." Qiao Xing put one hand on the man's shoulder. This position made him look down at Wen Changrong on the bed, and he was suddenly amused and annoyed, "Mr. With my body and the physique of panting when I go up the stairs, can I stay here by brute force?"

"..." These words made sense, Wen Changrong didn't say anything, just pursed the corners of his lips, but the strength of holding Qiao Xing's hand became stronger.

Seeing the stubbornness of the man who refused to let go, Qiao Xing gave up. He sighed slightly, then moved the hand supporting the bed to the man's head, and put Wen Changrong on the bed like a 'dominant president'.

He looked at Wen Changrong in a daze: "Mr. Wen, is the way you ask people not to leave by dragging them to the bed and pulling them facelessly? Why, is this an attempt to commit rape?"

"I'll hold you in other places too, not necessarily on the bed."

Wen Changrong explained to him solemnly, then raised his eyelids slightly, and his eyes fell on the condescending Qiao Xing.

"Furthermore, in the current position of the two of us, you are more like the one who is going to rape."

"..."

No one can play hooligans in a serious manner, but Wen Changrong can.

Qiao Xing was so choked that he couldn't say a word. He looked at Wen Changrong under him, annoyed and funny.

"Are you still afraid that I will rape you? Let's see if you, a sick bastard, can surpass one point..."

"Actually, my injury hasn't recovered very well."

"..."

"If you breathe a little harder, you will feel pain in your ribs, and your arms will feel pain at any time. Many parts of your body have also suffered damage to varying degrees due to the impact. During this period, you can only eat liquid food that is easy to digest and absorb, so as not to cause damage to the organs. burden."

Wen Changrong's remarks were probably intended to report his illness in exchange for Qiao Xing's sympathy, but the man's expressionless face and calm tone seemed to be just a subordinate reporting work.

"During this time, I was always sleepy. In addition to my body needing to rest, there was also this thing in my head." Wen Changrong said, "Because of its existence, I was forced to abandon many things I wanted to do, and I was also forced to do it. A lot of things I don't want to do, such as having to sleep for a long time, such as not being able to think for too long."

"..."

"I think I still need someone to take care of me."

"..." Wen Changrong looked directly at Qiao Xing when he said 'need care', so it goes without saying the meaning.

Qiao Xing looked at the man under him for a moment, and said, "There are so many servants in the Wen family..."

"I only have half a month left."

Wen Changrong's gray pupils reflected his face.

"I still have half a month to leave here. When I go to country C, I will have to stay in country C for at least half a year to a year."

"..."

"Can't you stay?"

Can't you stay?

This is an interrogative sentence.

Of course Wen Changrong hoped that Qiao Xing would stay, but the man's tone and expression were exceptionally calm, there was no lingering reluctance, no humility to show pity.

He seems to just list all the conditions, and then ask you yes or no, as if asking a fair judge, waiting for a fair decision.

But Qiao Xing knew that this calmness was only on the surface. The eyes that stared at Qiao Xing tightly, and the strength with which he held Qiao Xing as if he was holding the last straw, had already betrayed the longing and anxiety in the man's heart.

For a moment, Qiao Xing didn't know how to say the words of refusal, and he only opened and closed his mouth slightly.

"Can you stay?"

Seeing that Qiao Xing didn't answer, Wen Changrong asked another question, and said it again: "I still need someone to take care of me."

"..."

I still need someone to take care of me.

For no reason, Qiao Xing felt as if he had seen a puppy that couldn't speak, and it was useless to see barking, so he could only keep showing the injured place in front of him, using the most clumsy way to get his sympathy, so that he could stay .

Hold.

Qiao Xing was so overwhelmed by his brain power that he couldn't say no to it.

The word 'good' came to his lips, and he felt sullen again for no reason.

He withdrew the hand that was resting on Wen Changrong's head at once, straightened up abruptly, and said angrily, "Let go!"

Wen Changrong thought he was really angry, so he quickly let go.

Qiao Xing jumped out of bed angrily, paced back and forth in the room several times, and said angrily: "Who taught you to say that about your illness to win sympathy?!"

"..." Wen Changrong was stunned for a moment, he didn't expect that he was going to say this, the man paused, and answered truthfully, "My friend is the master..."

"What friend, I think it's that fat assistant?!" Qiao Xing knew it all.

"..." Wen Changrong didn't say a word, as he acquiesced.

Qiao Xing crossed his hands on his chest angrily: "Let me just say, you don't usually have this kind of chicken thief style at all! You used to be the kind of person who was going to die of pain and still let me go aside with a cold face. Don't disturb your free wound healing. dead man..."

"Qiao Xing, I didn't mean to kidnap you morally." Wen Changrong thought he was really angry, "I didn't want to pretend to be very pitiful to make you sympathize with me, if you really..."

"When can you take my brother over?"

"..." Wen Changrong was stunned for a moment before realizing what he was talking about, and quickly replied: "Anytime."

"At any time?" Qiao Xing asked, "Don't you have to make preparations? My brother's ideological work? And the scheduling of doctors and nurses should be rescheduled?"

"I asked a nurse about your brother before, and he said yes, and you should be mentally prepared. You don't have to worry about scheduling and equipment. They are all hospitals under the Wen family. If it wasn't for your brother's need for a buffer period , you can move here tonight."

"? You asked my brother about your feelings behind my back?"

"..." Wen Changrong didn't speak.

Qiao Xing groaned again: "It's amazing to be rich."

……

Wen Changrong moved very quickly, and brought the medical staff and Qiao Yun home the next day. Moving the equipment was naturally easy, and the rehabilitation rooms that needed special decoration also started urgent work in the afternoon, and they were basically completed in the evening.

However, Qiao Yun's reaction was a bit unexpected. Qiao Yun was very excited when he saw Wen Changrong on the video call earlier, but he was shocked when he saw the real person, and walked behind Qiao Xing and the doctor without saying a word Hide, look like Wen Changrong is a scourge.

Afterwards, Qiao Xing asked Qiao Yun why he was afraid of Wen Changrong, and Qiao Yun replied that he thought this person was very fierce.

- This is true.

Wen Changrong has always been expressionless, and he has been in a high position for a long time, so his aura seems to be very difficult to provoke.

Qiao Yun was originally afraid of strangers, and it was strange to meet such a person who said that strangers should not enter on his face, and exuded an iceberg aura all over his body.

Wen Changrong didn't really care about Qiao Yun's reaction, but the fat assistant was deeply troubled by it. After all, the fat assistant wanted to get Wen Changrong and his brother-in-law to have a good relationship, so as to understand Qiao Xing's ideas, but the brother-in-law shunned Wen Changrong when he saw him .

There is one less shortcut to take.

The road is long and long.

This time when Qiao Yun came back, Qiao Xing naturally slept with Qiao Yun at night. The two brothers did not sleep in the same bed, but in the same room.

However, Qiao Yun still kept the habit of childhood, always grinding his teeth at night, which made Qiao Xing not sleep well, and he felt helpless about it.

Qiao Yun's recovery was back on track, and Wen Changrong's mental state was much better than before when he returned to Wen's house.

Although the place where the pain should be is still painful, at least the man's appetite is better than when he was in the hospital, and he often goes downstairs for a walk, and his mental outlook has improved a lot.

Wen Changrong was able to rest due to illness, Qiao Yun only ate and slept every day except for recovery, Qiao Xing became the only poor little one in the family who went out for work every day.

It was another ordinary day of going out at six in the morning and returning home at eight in the evening.

Qiao Xing was full of vicissitudes after being humiliated by life, and walked into the mansion at the speed of a tortoise. He didn't even have the strength to carry a bag, and he felt so tired that he wanted to ascend to heaven on the spot.

At that time, Wen Changrong was sitting on the sofa watching TV, the two of them looked at each other and nodded as a greeting.

Qiao Xing walked towards the sofa in the living room, and Wen Changrong looked at his tired face, leaned back slightly when he walked to the edge of the sofa, and then patted his thigh lightly.

Qiao Xing casually threw the bag on the sofa on the other side, then walked to Wen Changrong's side naturally, tilted his body, and rested his head on the man's leg.

Wen Changrong's gaze was still on the TV, but he stroked his hair with his fingers and asked, "Are you tired today?"

"Extremely tired." Qiao Xing sighed deeply, turned around and lay down flat on his body, "The other tutor asked for leave and didn't come, only I kept trying to warm up the atmosphere, and when I went back, I received another vote..."

On the top of the head is the gentle soothing action of the man's warm fingers in the hair, and under the head is the man's strong and soft leg muscles. Qiao Xing listened to the messy sound of the TV in his ears, and suddenly thought of why he was lying down So natural?

Wen Changrong just patted his thigh, why did he lie down?

What is he?Is it a dog that receives command conditioned reflexes? !

For a moment, Qiao Xing was so angry that he wanted to jump up on the spot, and then he thought—in fact, this is indeed a conditioned reflex.

The action of patting the thigh is the same as Wen Changrong spreading his palms, it is a code word that only the two of them understand.

Spreading your palms is hoping to pull you, patting your thighs is hoping you can lean over.

And he, because he was recently numb by his younger brother—work—Wen Changrong’s three-point and one-line life, so he habitually lay down when he saw familiar movements.

gas.

Qiao Xing was angry with himself.

So he sat up.

He sat up, but Wen Changrong turned his eyes back from the TV and looked at him inexplicably.

"What are you looking at?" Qiao Xing asked.

Wen Changrong paused for a moment, probably wondering why he was in a bad mood all of a sudden, but he still answered honestly: "The time you've been lying down today is so short."

After saying this, Wen Changrong asked him again: "Is there still work to be done?"

"...No," Qiao Xing sat a little farther away, and replied angrily, "Get up when you think about it, but you, why are you so kind to lie down and massage my scalp today? Your assistant taught you the 18 moves to flirt with girls again." ?”

"..." Wen Changrong looked at him even more inexplicably, "So you are too tired from work, don't you just lean on me to rest for a while?"

"..."

"It's not a massage, it's just the same as before, it's a smooth...habitual movement?"

If the fat assistant heard this, he would definitely vomit another three liters of blood.

After all, what a good man's setup is for his wife to come back from a hard day to give her a massage, but Wen Changrong insists on saying that it is the same as before, touching him, what a steel straight man.

"..." Qiao Xing was speechless for a while when he heard this, and just sat in his seat angrily and didn't speak.

And Wen Changrong was even more inexplicable seeing that he was still angry, turned his head and looked at Qiao Xing again and again, as if he wanted to say something, but didn't know what to say.

Forget it.

Qiao Xing was angry for a while, then thought of tomorrow's breathless itinerary, he let out a long breath, and decided not to bother with himself.

After all, as long as he thought of Qiao Yun's teeth grinding activities at night, he could feel the pain of lack of sleep.

"I'll sleep in the guest room today, please tell Uncle Wu for me," Qiao Xing said, "I'll go and talk to Qiao Yun..."

Wen Changrong was stunned for a moment, and replied: "Today is just the day of general cleaning, and all the things in the guest room have been moved out to be disinfected, and it may not be able to be paved for a while."

"..."

Qiao Xing felt desperate.

"What's wrong with Qiao Yun?" Wen Changrong looked at him, "I see that you are not in good spirits recently, and he quarreled with you at night?"

"Grind your teeth..." Qiao Xing said bitterly, "It's not that I, a brother, dislike him, it's that I wake up at six o'clock every day and work at least twelve hours... It's really uncomfortable."

"Um……"

"Our original room shouldn't be cleaned either, right?" Qiao Xing said desperately, "Forget it, then I'll sleep on the sofa."

"..." Wen Changrong was silent for a while, then raised his eyes to look at him again, and asked, "Where should I sleep?"

"Where are you?" Qiao Xing turned his head, "Your room?"

"Ah."

Wen Changrong responded, but tapped lightly on the armrest of the sofa with his fingers as if thinking.

Added: "If we sleep together, I can call you if I feel pain at night."

"..."

Qiao Xing didn't speak, just looked at the man in front of him, always felt that Wen Changrong's role of pretending to be pitiful last time was good, and now he knows how to use it flexibly.

……

Wen Changrong's room was capitalized with the words Do not enter, and Wen Changrong's mother had to report first when she came. After four years of marriage, Qiao Xing rarely stayed at home, so naturally she came to Wen Changrong's room less often.

Coming to Wen Changrong to sleep here today is also a helpless act.

The bedroom door opened, and the familiar four colors of black, white, gray and brown came into view. Wen Changrong led the way, and Qiao Xing walked into the room with his pillow in his arms.

When he got to the bed, Qiao Xing paused.

Because the bed was covered with the sheets they made when they had sex for the first time in this room.