quadruple sleep

Hang Si also felt weird when he finished saying this sentence, why should he be patient?

But since even she finds it strange, presumably Lu Nanshen will also feel strange. At this time, if she raises her face and apologizes, the atmosphere will become completely awkward, so she just pretends to be stupid and walks over in a daze...

Just look at the wound...

That's what Hang Si told himself.

When you change the dressing, you always have to touch it.

Sensitively, she saw Lu Nanshen's lower abdomen shrank slightly, raised her head and asked him, "Does it hurt?"

"It's okay." Lu Nan leaned against the head of the bed, and his voice was slightly hoarse when he replied these two words.

But in such a quiet night, is it really all right, can you really have no distractions?
Lu Nanshen was condescending, so Hang Si, who was changing his dressing, seemed to be leaning over his lower abdomen.Her long hair was loose, and the slightly curly strands seemed to touch his belly.

Not only did his voice become hoarse due to such indistinct provocations at such a young age, but even the way he looked at Hang Si quietly changed, gradually deepening, like a sea with huge waves hidden.

When fixing the gauze, Hang Si cleared his throat and said, "That...maybe you have to pull it down a bit, otherwise there's no way to attach the gauze."

Lu Nan gave a deep "hmm".

She pulled the waistband of her trousers and pulled it down to make room for the gauze.

In fact, the pulling was very small, and Hang Si swore that he pulled it down a little bit without any distraction, and then her hand accidentally touched it.

Just that.

But just, I felt it.As if his hand had been scalded, his eyes subconsciously glanced at it.

And then, not only felt it, but also saw it.

Because of the wound on his body, Lu Nanshen dressed casually and his pants were very loose.

But it was so loose, she saw it too.

Suddenly, I remembered seeing the little nurses discussing Lu Nanshen's figure with blushing faces.

When Hang Si's ears became hot, the movements of his hands became messy.

The next second, Lu Nanshen's wrist was lightly clasped, and she suddenly looked up at him, only to find that he was no better than her.His whole ears were red, the expression on his face was very unnatural, there seemed to be an undercurrent surging in the depths of his eyes, but he was trying to restrain himself.

Being pulled by him like this, Hang Si's heart jumped to his throat, and he jumped up.

But Lu Nanshen didn't do anything to her, and said in a hoarse voice, "I, I can do it myself."

He stuttered.

Hang Si looked at the unnatural way he said these words, thinking that such a clean and proud boy was shy at this moment, but her shyness was swept away.

I couldn't help laughing, and looked up at him, "Will you?"

Lu Nan deeply felt that her eyes were so beautiful, bright and clear, as if they were dazzling when she smiled.He felt that the dryness and heat in his body was even stronger, so strong that it could burn out his reason.

"I'll try." He said with difficulty.

The more Lu Nanshen was like this, the more Hang Si wanted to tease him.

"Why are you blushing? You are a patient now, and the nurses have already said that there is no gender in the eyes of doctors and nurses." Hang Si Chunxin pushed his hand away on purpose, "It's not the first day I changed your medicine."

Having said that, she cleared her throat again, pretending to be open-minded, "You...be patient."

This time "be patient" has an obvious meaning.

Yes, that's what it means.

Just let him bear with it.

Lu Nanshen didn't speak.

Seeing that he didn't respond, Hang Si raised his eyes to look at him.

He was looking at her for a moment.

Seeing that Hang Si started to beat faster again, he withdrew his sight.

But I heard him say in a low voice, "You are not a medical staff, you can't bear it."

Hang Si shuddered, and his breath was suddenly suffocated.It took a long time to react, and his temples twitched violently, causing his skin to swell up.

"I... suddenly remembered that there are still unwashed dishes downstairs, you can do it yourself, then I will leave you alone."

She got up hastily.

When he wanted to escape, Lu Nanshen reached out and pulled her wrist.

It's really buckling in vain, like a treasure in the palm of your hand that doesn't want to use force.

But his palm was very hot, the kind that could burn into her heart through the skin and even the bones.

Hang Si's breathing became tight and short, his face was so hot that he subconsciously looked at him again.

There seemed to be a cluster of fire deep in the bottom of his eyes, which was secretly tumbling and burning, and was born violently.

For a moment neither of them spoke.

There were footsteps going upstairs, and it was Nian Baixiao's voice.

The little steps were cheerful and joyful.

"Lu Nanshen, Shen Nanlu, did you sleep? Did you sleep..."

Humming a ditty and asking questions.

The voice was getting closer, Hang Si's face was puffed up, "You still don't let go?"

It could be seen that Lu Nanshen didn't want to let go, but the footsteps were getting closer and he had to let go.

A second before Nian Baixiao's figure appeared by the window, Lu Nan loosened his hand, and Hang Si hurried out of the bedroom.

The window of the bedroom was facing the corridor, and before the curtains were drawn, Nian Baixiao's face came in, and he let out a snort.

Lu Nan was too lazy to talk to him.

Hang Si went out, told Nian Baixiao to help Lu Nanshen wrap up the gauze, and hurried downstairs.

Nian Baixiao wandered into the room, saw that Lu Nanshen was about to get up, and hurried forward to hold him down.

"What are you doing? The wound hasn't been healed yet."

"I don't need you, I'll do it myself." Lu Nanshen pushed his hand away.

How can Nian Baixiao's enthusiasm allow him to refuse?Life and death do not agree. "I'm going to send you to the West."

The final result was that Nian Baixiao dealt with the wound three times and five times, and said to Lu Nanshen, "You shouldn't be embarrassed with me, even if you are embarrassed, you should be with Hang Si."

When he asked here, he suddenly thought of a possibility, with a nervous look in his eyes, "You don't like women, do you?"

Lu Nan stared deeply at Nian Baixiao, his eyes were about to burst into flames.

Not lust this time.

"Yes, Nian Baixiao, I like you, but I like you."

I like it so much that I can't wait to tear him apart.

Why do you owe me so much?

But Nian Bai Xiaosheng heard the lingering affection, and immediately got goose bumps all over his body.

Staring at Lu Nanshen, he weighed the truth of his words.

"Do you know why I don't stay in the same room with you?" Lu Nanshen also stared at him, smiling sinisterly, "It's because I'm afraid that if I can't control it, the beast will put you to sleep."

Nian Baixiao really didn't dare to stay any longer, got up with goosebumps all over his body, and hurriedly withdrew.

Lu Nan pulled his home clothes jacket on, sighed heavily, and finally calmed down.
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In the afternoon of the next day, Lu Nanshen finally finished making the blood whistle.

A small one, much smaller than Hang Si's one.

While Lu Nan was leaning against the head of the bed and polishing the whistle, Hang Si was drying blood-sucking flowers in the courtyard.

The previous heavy rain delayed the process of drying the flowers. The sun has been good for the past two days, and the blood-sucking flowers have been half-dried and withered. The pistils, which were originally snow-white, began to turn pink after being exposed to the sun.

After it becomes blood red, it is really sun-dried.

Hang Si took a small handful out of the bamboo strips and checked it in his hand. He estimated that it would be done after another two days of drying.

While watching, I heard the warm greeting from the proprietress, "Da Yang is here."

Hang Si said in his heart, is this guy still not giving up?
Turning his head to look, this time it was Da Yang who came alone, but the posture of entering the door was very strange, moving forward in small steps, with his head drooping, but his hands were scrambling in the air.