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Qi Zheng: No matter how hard my heart is, I have to keep smiling.

No, I can't keep it up!

Boom......

Xiao Zong, why did you end up with such a terrible old Taishan, I really sympathize with you.

It's just that why is it that the one who suffers now is I, ahah!

*

At this moment, Qin Zong was sitting in front of the bed.

The man's eyes were deep, and there was deep emotion suppressed under his eyes, and his hand gently rubbed the boy's cheek.

The thin and cool fingertips fell on the surface of Yan Tao, and the temperature on the fingers was slightly hot.

Qin Zong roughly checked the injuries on the young man's body, and there were basically no external injuries, all of them were internal injuries.

The clothes were complete, but most of them were soaked by the rain.

Qin Zong stared at his eyes slightly, intending to call a waiter by landline, but his gaze touched the young man's handsome face, and he stopped again.

Wearing wet clothes, after a long time, I am afraid that Yan Tao will not be able to bear it.

He took a towel, helped Yan Tao sit up, leaned on his chest, and wiped the young man's wet hair with a towel.

Yan Tao frowned slightly, arched back unconsciously, pressed his face to Qin Zong's chest, smelled the man's breath like a puppy, put his hands around his waist, and snorted twice.

When Qin Zong saw Yan Tao move, he immediately stopped his movements and lowered his head to look at him.

But I saw the young man with his eyes closed, leaning on him and falling asleep.

The water droplets of his shirt soaked him, Qin Zong grabbed Yan Tao's arm with his left hand, changed him into a more comfortable position, tried the fingers of his right hand on his hair, and after making sure that his hair was dry, he got up and went to get a piece of his pajamas.

The man's phoenix eyes were heavy, and he was carrying his pajamas in his left hand, and his eyes rarely showed a little helplessness.

He couldn't call someone to change Yan Tao's clothes.

You can only do it yourself.

Qin Zong bowed down slightly, his slender fingers swept over Yan Tao's white jade-like skin, paused slightly, and said in a dumb voice, "I'll close my eyes." ”

He first put his pajamas around the boy's neck and bent down to undo her shirt.

The buttons were unbuttoned one by one, the man looked sideways, and the mobile phone neatly helped him take off his clothes, and after wiping them clean with a towel, he dragged the pajamas off.

After the whole thing was poured for the young man, Qin Zong carried her to the clean bed on the other side and covered her with a quilt.

After Qin Zong had done everything, he sat on the sofa alone, looking at the sleeping boy with dark and silent eyes.

Not a word.

The air pressure is frighteningly low.

After a long illness, he has seen patients and taken medicine for many years, and many medical theories are more clear than those of doctors who have just entered the industry.

Yan Tao is an internal injury.

According to the theory of traditional Chinese medicine, it hurts the vitality.

Qin Zong's mind reflected the eyes of Qilinzi looking at him with murderous aura.

He was very sure that at that moment, Qilinzi really wanted to kill him.

I can't wait for it, and I want to kill him with one palm.

Just, why?

Unless, Yan Tao became like this, because of him.

*

The next day, early in the morning.

Kassandra summoned someone to invite the Chinese to breakfast.

It didn't take long for the assistant who had been sent out to run back with a sad face.

Kassandra was sitting in front of the make-up mirror, and she was wearing a Chinese cheongsam today.

The bright red color outlines the figure that provokes people.

"What's wrong? A sad expression to whom. ”

The assistant glanced at Kassandra without saying a word.

"Say!"

"Boss, Mr. Qin said that he is not accustomed to water and soil, and he needs to recuperate when he is sick."

"If one is not adapted, it can't all be adapted, right?"

Assistant: "Mr. Qin is not accustomed to water and soil, and his dustless stomach is bad, and Mr. Qi said that he had a cold last night and had to recuperate for a few days." ”