Chen Ting felt that the calf was soaked with hot water before taking a shower. When he wiped his body after taking a shower, he found that there were indeed signs of swelling in the area where the damage was damaged. If he didn't deal with it, it might affect his work tomorrow.

The aunt didn't live in the house, and at night he was the only one in the huge house. So he wiped his body with a towel, simply tied up the straps of his bathrobe, and came out of the room with slippers, wanting to go to the living room to find out if there is any medicine box.

Although he had lived here for a while, he was still not familiar with it. He could only guess based on his own habits whether Lian Jue would also put the medicine box in the coffee table or the drawer under the TV cabinet. However, he quickly denied the first half of the sentence. Lian Jue might not have time to do these things by himself, and it is likely that it would be a nanny or assistant to prepare.

The open drawers are empty, and even the wood chips cannot be found in the solid wood drawer. In fact, not only the drawers, but the entire villa is spotless and tidy like a model room for viewing. Apart from the huge double-door refrigerator filled with fresh ingredients, there is no other popularity.

I couldn't find the medicine box and had to give up. Chen Ting had not closed the drawer under the TV cabinet and was about to stand up on the edge of the cabinet. He wanted to see if there were frozen ice cubes or popsicles in the refrigerator, which could be used to cool compress to reduce swelling.

The short and whirlwind of the electronic door lock sounded in tranquility.

Chen Ting had not completely reacted when he turned his head, and his eyes first met the lower eyes of the man entering the door. Chen Ting was stunned for a moment, and then the deep and dark eyes in his eyes slowly returned to a little clearness from the turbid fog, and his eyes opened stiffly from him. Chen Tingwei then quickly turned around and gathered the loose and half-open bathrobe.

Lian Jue stopped when entering the door, his body slightly sideways, blocks the door, and says to the person behind him, "You go back first."

"Okay, Mr. Lian." The outsider should have been Lin Chen's voice.

Chen Ting had not squatted on the ground and tied up his bathrobe again, stood up, and stood there. He didn't know if he should go back to the room or say hello first. It seemed inappropriate to go back to the room directly.

Fortunately, Lian Jue spoke first: "What are you looking for?"

Lian Jue pulled his tie and walked in, looking a little tired.

Chen Tingwei answered immediately. He stood in front of the TV cabinet and watched Lian Jue walk to the sofa and sit down. He put his elbows on the armrest on one side of the sofa, rubbing his eyebrows that were slightly frowning.

"Do you want to drink some water?" Chen Ting asked without hesitation.

Lian Jue looks very uncomfortable.

Lian Jue snorted "Yes", then closed his eyes, and in a very natural and skillful tone, saying, "Just warm water."

Chen Ting brought half a cup of warm water as he wanted. As soon as he got close, he smelled the clear smell of tobacco mixed with Lian Jue's body. Lian Jue drank the wine.

Lian Jue reached out to take the glass with the temperature, took a sip, raised his eyes and asked again: "What did you look for just now?"

Chen Ting was caught rumoring to read through other people's things without authorization. He was a little embarrassed and replied in a low voice: "I want to find out if there is any medicine box."

"What's wrong?"

"It hit my leg." Chen Ting didn't say.

Lian Jue looked down at him as he said, and Chen Ting took a small step back uncomfortably. The large bruise that was exposed outside the bathrobe was set against his creamy white skin, which was a bit shocking to see.

Lian Jue subconsciously asked him: "How did you do it?"

Although he regretted it as soon as he asked Lian Jue, he quickly thought of a reasonable explanation for his abnormal behavior in his heart, which really hurts.

Chen Tingwei was stunned for a moment, and was sure that he was drunk in his heart, and replied with some bumps: "I accidentally tripped and bumped into the steps."

Lian Jue raised his head and looked at him. Chen Ting didn't read the word "silly" from his eyes easily.

"The medicine box is upstairs." Lian Jue said.

"No……"

Chen Ting didn't want to find an excuse to go back to the room first, but Lian Jue didn't give him a chance. Lian Jue stood up and walked towards the stairs, his words were very light but seemed to have carried a little bit and could not be refused: "Come here, I'll give it to you."

Chen Ting did not follow Lian Jue to the second floor, but stopped at Lian Jue's bedroom door.

Lian Jue walked into the bedroom and turned on the lights, only to find that Chen Ting had not been following.

"What are you doing standing there?"

"I won't go in."

The two of them spoke at the same time and shut up at the same time.

Chen Ting did not move before he stood at the door. He originally wanted to wait for Lian Jue to enter to get the medicine box, but he saw Lian Jue not moving.

So Chen Ting didn't have to say: "Please help me..."

"The medicine box is in the second drawer under the TV cabinet." Lian Jue turned around and walked towards the bathroom.

Chen Ting stood outside the door for a while, and then walked in in a hurry after Lian Jue closed the bathroom door.

Lian Jue's room was very big, with a cool gray-black tone in the room, and a thick light gray wool carpet was covered on the floor. The curtains were not pulled, and the cold white lights came in from the floor-to-ceiling window, which made Chen Ting look out without subconsciously. Outside the window was the courtyard outside the villa, and from the layout, it was probably a garden, which seemed depressed because it had been unattended for too long.

Chen Tingwei took a look and then withdrew his gaze. He sighed in a pity. He came to the TV cabinet, opened the second drawer as Lian Jue said, and took out the medicine box from it.

The medicines in the medicine box were very complete. Chen Ting did not find the beating wine and cotton swabs, and put the medicine box back to its original place. He stood up and planned to leave. He stood at the bathroom door and hesitated. Should he knock on the door and say something to Lian Jue?

While thinking, the sound of water flowing in the bathroom suddenly stopped. Then the bathroom door in front of me opened without warning, and the heat wrapped in the dampness in the bathroom pounced on Shen Tingwei's face.

After taking a shower, Lian Jue's hair, which had not been dried, was still dripping wet on his shoulders. He was not wearing the bathrobe well. He showed his strong chest stained with water vapor under the slightly open collar, and large dark water marks appeared on the thin bathrobe.

It is difficult not to misunderstand when someone is taking a shower. Lian Jue's eyes look at the person in front of the door.

Chen Tingwei's face turned red and for a moment he felt at a loss. While pretending to be calm, he felt guilty for no reason. He lowered his head and said quickly, "I've taken the medicine, I'll go back first."

After saying that, he turned around and was about to leave, but his wrist was caught.

Lian Jue's palm was very hot, and Chen Ting instinctively wanted to pull his hand back, but Lian Jue's hand had a lot of strength, and Chen Ting was not able to break free.

He turned his head and looked at Lian Jue: "You..."

Lian Jue lowered his eyes slightly, and his eyes stayed on Shen Tingwei's white and slender wrist for a long time so that he might not even notice it himself. Until Chen Tingwei pulled his hands again, he realized it and let go of his hand.

Lian Jue must have drank a lot tonight. Chen Ting didn't look at his unclear eyes and thought to himself.

"Mr. Lian, is there anything else?" Chen Ting said, "I will go back to my room first if there is nothing else."

Lian Jue's actions were more than half a beat faster than the explanation. Chen Ting looked at the person who grabbed him again without surprise: "Why..."

Lian Jue's gaze drooped, and soon took the bottle of spray medicine from Chen Tingwei and took it to see the words on the medicine bottle.

"Expired." He said after a while.

Chen Ting did not guess whether the spraying of the drug expired or not should have any major problems, but Lian Jue had already thrown the bottle of medicine into the trash can without authorization.

"...Oh." Chen Tingwei pinched a bag of cotton swabs and glanced at the medicine bottle in the trash can, and said awkwardly, "Uh, good night, Mr. Lian."

Before Chen Ting returned to the room, he sat on the bed, pulled open his bathrobe and looked at the wound on his calf, which was already a little swollen.

He touched his finger gently, which hurt a little, but it seemed fine if he didn't touch it.

After a while, Chen Tingwei no longer wanted to go through the refrigerator to see if there were any ice cubes inside. He turned off the light and closed his eyes and lay on the bed.

There was a very light fragrance on the bedding. It was probably what kind of sleep aids were sprayed when the aunt tidied up the room. His sleepiness came very quickly. When he was about to wake up, he vaguely felt that there was still a little wet temperature left on his wrist. He wanted to reach out to touch it while his sleepiness came out, but the sleepiness that came out swallowed him first.

"Mr. Lian, the medicine you want." Lin Chen handed Lian Jue the plastic bag, "Where are you injured? Do you need to call the doctor over?"

"Need not."

Lin Chen is very efficient, and it took less than an hour from receiving the phone call to delivering medicine.

Lian Jue took the medicine and knocked on the door of Shen Tingwei's bedroom for a long time. No one came out to open the door. He swung the door handle and easily pushed the door open.

Chen Tingwei's vigilance was so low that he didn't know what to say.

When he walked in, the room was very dark, and only the decorative lights in the yard sprinkled a long and narrow light from the gaps in the curtains, like a crack torn from the night, polishing Chen Ting's unsleeping side face.

Chen Ting's eyelashes that had not drooped lightly were long and thick, and a small shadow cast under his eyelids. The bright white light gently cages down like thin gauze, covering his already fair face with a softer filter.

"Chen Tingwei." Lian Jue called him once, "Get up and apply medicine."

No response.

Lian Jue couldn't figure out how anyone could sleep so well.

His patience was always very lacking in Shen Tingwei and he didn't want to care about it anymore. He put the medicine on the bedside table and got up to go out.

The person on the bed moved at this time, turned over lightly, and turned his face to the direction where Lian Jue was.

Chen Tingwei's body moved slightly under the quilt for a while, and after a long time, he finally adjusted to a comfortable position. His thin chin was buried in the gray-blue silk quilt, and then he hid half of his face, revealing only his furry eyelashes and small ear tips. The small mole on the tip of his ear was still shining with an insignificant redness under the light.

His breathing became very heavy in a moment. Lian Jue looked at him with disgust for a while, wondering if he would be suffocating himself to death if he would be suffocating for a while.

After a long time, he bent down and reached over to pull down the quilt that was not covered with half of Chen Ting's face.

Before he got up, Yu Guang noticed that the person on the bed had his lips twitched, and his brows quickly frowned together.

Lian Jue didn't hear what Chen Ting didn't say clearly. Maybe he just moved his mouth and didn't make any sound at all, but Lian Jue's movement of getting up stopped unconsciously.

Chen Ting's breathing that had not been released from the quilt became clear in Lian Jue's ears. His warm and even breath was mixed with the sweet and sour aroma of fruit wine. The taste was very light and not enough to intoxicate, but he rekindled the drunkenness that had not yet completely faded, and his drunkenness was about to make a comeback.

In such a quiet moment, this sweet and slightly spicy aroma of wine can easily trigger some special reverie, along with this person.

Lian Jue subconsciously thought, what does this taste like? Cherry? Or cranberry?

His eyes stopped on the two slightly divided lips in front of him. Chen Ting had not pursed his lips. His lips were bright red with white skin, which was more intense and brighter than cherries.

"The temple is not in the morning."

Lian Jue looked at him and shouted again, his voice was very low, with a little hoarseness that was not easy to detect, unlike being sincere and trying to wake up people.

Chen Tingwei's eyelashes trembled slightly and snorted inexplicably. The sound was very light, with a strong nasal sound.

His frown brows stretched halfway with the low humming, and his chin was pinched.

Lian Jue's eyes were as thick as fog, and his emotions were slightly hidden.

If Chen Tingwei woke up at this time, he would probably find the naked desire that had not been completely absorbed in his eyes.
Chapter completed!