She Came To My Concert

Zhu Wen Shu withdrew his hand awkwardly, seeing Ling Chen staring at her calf, frowning tightly, he said, "It's okay, even if I rubbed it, it didn't bleed."

Ling Chen didn't speak, but turned to take iodophor and cotton swabs.

"Are you going to invigilate tomorrow?"

"I won't go, the leader told me to rest at home tomorrow and arrange another teacher to take over... hiss!"

Zhu Wenshu suddenly shrank his calf.

Ling Chen immediately stopped and looked up at her.

"pain?"

His movements are very light, iodine is not irritating, and he hardly feels pain.

"No." Zhu Wenshu shook his head, "It's just too cold."

But Ling Chen didn't continue, he held the cotton swab, his eyebrows trembling slightly.

After a while, his voice became hoarse.

"Zhu Wenshu, don't do this in the future."

He raised his eyes, his pupils were dark, reflecting Zhu Wenshu's weak face.

"Put yourself first, okay?"

"I'm really fine."

Zhu Wenshu was suddenly a little anxious, sat up straight and pressed his arm, "I'm a teacher, I definitely can't let this kind of thing happen, and you see, I'm fine, it's just some skin trauma, I... "

"Do you dare to tell your parents what happened tonight?"

"..."

I wish Wen Shu paused.

After a while, she lowered her head and said in a muffled voice, "That's not how it works."

"I don't make sense, I just want you to be safe."

Ling Chen's voice was very soft, but every word hit Zhu Wenshu's heart heavily.

"Um."

She reached out and tugged on Ling Chen's sleeve, "Understood, Teacher Ling."

Ling Chen's expression relaxed a little, but he didn't speak any more.

After cleaning the wound with iodophor, he applied another layer of medicine, Zhu Wenshu didn't even know what it was.

"Don't take a bath tonight, just sleep like this."

He put down the things in his hands, got up and walked to the bathroom.

Zhu Wenshu didn't know what he was doing, he turned his head to look at the bathroom, and after a while, he heard the sound of gurgling water.

A few minutes later, Ling Chen came out with a towel folded into small squares, and bent over to wipe Zhu Wenshu's face.

The temperature of the towel is just right, neither cold nor hot.

As early as when Ling Siyuan fell ill, Zhu Wenshu discovered that Ling Chen was different from what she had imagined.

He seems to be very caring for people, just like at this moment, he can tell which towel is for washing her face without asking, and when he wipes her face, he is not foolish, he will first roughly wipe his cheeks, and then use the corners to wipe her face Nose and behind ears.

When wiping her eyes, Zhu Wenshu cooperated with closing her eyes, and gently wiped the corners of her eyes with a warm towel.

After a while, she opened her eyes, and met Ling Chen's gaze as expected.

"Look at what?"

A few seconds later, Ling Chen spoke.

"I'm thinking, in case you have three diseases and two pains later, if I can't be as meticulous as you."

She laughed, "Isn't it embarrassing?"

The atmosphere in the room finally became more relaxed, and Ling Chen pressed a towel to her ears, "You say so—"

He got up, and before turning his head towards the bathroom, he said, "I'll pretend to be sick in two days."

"You are a singer."

Zhu Wenshu said to his back, "Not an actor."

Ling Chen's voice came from the bathroom: "Sing and you can act, can't you?"

OK.

Of course you can, what can't you do.

Zhu Wenshu adjusted the pillow, shrunk down a little, and got into the quilt.

When Ling Chen came out again, he sat by the bed.

"about to sleep?"

Zhu Wenshu pulled up the quilt to cover half of his face.

"Well, you should go back and rest earlier."

Ling Chen asked, "Is your roommate coming back?"

She raised her eyes to look at the clock on the wall, thought for a while, and said, "It's about half an hour."

"That's still early."

After Ling Chen finished speaking, his Adam's apple suddenly rolled, "Kiss for a while?"

Zhu Wenshu: "...?"

Why did the topic change so suddenly?

"Can you not announce it, it will be very embarrassing for me."

"Sorry, I don't have much experience."

Ling Chen leaned down, his voice was too low to be heard, "I'm afraid you don't want to."

How could you not want to.

Zhu Wenshu closed his eyes and thought in a daze.

After kissing Ling Chen for the first time, she could never forget that feeling as if she had tasted it.

From the initial temptation to the subsequent demand, it was obviously just the entanglement between the lips and teeth, but it tickled all the senses in her body.

It seemed that every cell was trembling.

But tonight was different.

Probably because he was concerned that she was a patient, his kiss was delicate and gentle, neither demanding nor forceful, as if he was licking her wound.

But this state did not last long.

When Zhu Wenshu realized that he was lying on the bed and Ling Chen was pressing her upper body tightly, his breathing became short of breath.

The air in the room became thinner, and the body temperature of the two also fused and rose together.

Dimly, Zhu Wenshu found that Ling Chen's breathing became very...heavy.

At the same time, through the quilt, she also felt the obvious changes in Ling Chen's body.

She opened her eyes suddenly, and pushed Ling Chen away with her hands.

She is now an invalid!

The two looked at each other for a long time, Zhu Wenshu's mind went blank, and he said two words uncontrollably.

"Poultry."

"..."

Ling Chen put his arms beside her ears, panting heavily.