Shang Yan: "..."
You guys in Nantong have so many creative ideas.
Half a minute later, Xie Ji realized what was happening.
"Did I... did I just say something outrageous?"
Lu Xunji lowered his eyes and looked at Xie Ji holding his hand. Unconsciously, he inserted his fingers into Xie Ji's fingers, interlocking them.
He didn't want to; he didn't want to hurt him, didn't want to drag him into the mire.
But how can we tolerate this?
He was already sick; a normal person would stay away from him. Xie Ji Xie Ji over to him on his own, and he pulled him back.
He's already sick; it's understandable that he might act a little crazy.
Lu Xunji gave a soft chuckle and asked, "Help me with what?"
Xie Ji was still screaming in agony when he was asked a question. He paused for a moment, then looked at him speechlessly.
I'm here to save you from your suffering, and you're making lewd jokes at me?
Lu Xunji stood up and pulled Xie Ji towards the bathroom.
"Hey, hey, what are you doing?" Xie Ji stumbled as he was pulled, his mind still reeling.
Lu Xunji said casually, "Didn't you say to help me up?"
Xie Ji: "Huh?"
Is that what he meant?
Shang Yan stood to the side, rubbing his temples, thinking to himself, "Oh no, I've become part of Play."
Lu Xunji acted as if he were invisible, pulling Xie Ji and closing the bathroom door right in front of him.
Shang Yan: "..."
Should he leave, or wait until they've finished helping him up?
The toilet in the hospital ward was very small; after two men squeezed in, there wasn't even a little space left. Xie Ji's head was wrapped in Lu Xunji's chest.
Although Lu Xunji was fair-skinned, he was not effeminate at all. On the contrary, his well-proportioned muscles gave his body a sacred feeling that could be admired from afar but not touched, and he stood tall and straight.
Because the space was too small, Xie Ji's lips had no choice but to brush against Lu Xunji's exposed collarbone.
Xie Ji couldn't resist and stuck out the tip of his tongue to lick it.
Lu Xunji: "..."
He looked down at him, his hand instinctively gripping Xie Ji's neck, his thumb brushing against Xie Ji's warm earlobe.
Xie Ji blinked and said matter-of-factly, "They all say you're Young Field's must-eat list, I'm just tasting to see if it's salty enough... Hmm!"
Before he could finish speaking, the touch on his earlobe made him recoil slightly, becoming sensitive.
Lu Xunji seemed to really like his earlobes; he would touch them all the time and even lick and bite them.
The sensation of the rough tongue licking the earlobe was intense, and the burning heat seemed to swirl into the cochlea. Although Xie Ji didn't quite understand, his body reacted honestly.
A tingling sensation shot up his spine, making him almost unable to stand.
My arm is across his waist to support him so he doesn't fall down hard.
This feeling was so strange that Xie Ji wanted to dodge, so he pushed Lu Xunji's shoulder and tilted his head back. "Brother, it tickles."
Lu Xunji lifted his head from his neck and looked into his wet eyes.
He lowered his head and placed a gentle, moist kiss on Xie Ji's lips.
Chirp.
It was a very soft sound, and they separated quickly.
Lu Xunji let out a breath and said in a low voice, "Go out."
After a moment of Xie Ji belatedly said "Oh," and reached out to open the bathroom door. However, she hadn't taken more than a step before her legs went weak, and her knees buckled, almost causing her to kneel on the ground.
Lu Xunji steadied him from behind, saying, "Be careful."
Xie Ji muttered, "... How strange."
Lu Xunji tilted his head. "What's strange?"
"I don't know." Xie Ji could vaguely sense something, but the answer was shrouded in mist, and he couldn't quite grasp it. "But it's just so strange."
Lu Xunji pressed down on his head. "Don't think about things that seem strange."
Xie Ji nodded, and indeed stopped worrying about it.
Shang Yan had already left the ward. Xie Ji looked at Lu Xunji, glanced at his thigh, and gestured. "Are you feeling better now?"
Lu Xunji sat on the edge of the bed, closed his eyes, and whispered, "It's okay, it'll get better on its own."
Xie Ji with an "oh," sat down on the edge of the bed, and stared at it.
Half an hour passed, and there was still no sign of them giving up.
Lu Xunji opened her eyes and looked at him. "... What are you doing?"
Xie Ji said, "I want to see how it heals itself."
Lu Xunji: "..."
How amazing! Xie Ji been a prominent figure in the male-oriented online community for millions of years. Although his conditions are not as favorable as Lu Xunji's, and he doesn't have Lu Xunji's severe addiction, he still dreams about it occasionally. Although he never does it himself, he is still quite curious.
Lu Xunji pressed his palm against his eyes and whispered, "If you don't want to be... then get out."
Xie Ji: "..."
He quickly got up and sprinted out of the ward at top speed.
His brother seems to have gone crazy once on the ship, and his speech has become quite rough ever since.
What's wrong?
Although the wound on Lu Xunji's arm was quite frightening, the doctor discharged him at his insistence.
After spending two days in the hospital, the three of them prepared to head back.
Xie Ji looked at his brother's arm wrapped in gauze, still somewhat worried. "Are you sure you're okay? Are you out of pain?"
Lu Xunji leaned against the bow of the boat, expressionless, as if this injury was of no consequence to him.
"It's okay, it doesn't hurt much."
Xie Ji could only nod, thinking that he would have to get Lu Xunji some better medicine when he got back.
Shang Yan sat in the cabin and beckoned to Xie Ji: "You, come here."
Xie Ji trotted over excitedly. "Brother, what's up?"
Shang Yan got goosebumps all over. "It feels weird when you call me 'brother,' try something different."
Xie Ji, with a fierce little face, said, "Okay, Uncle Shang."
Shang Yan: "..."
"What are your orders?" Xie Ji, seeing Shang Yan's glare that seemed to say, "If you keep messing around, I'll make all your money and leave you penniless," immediately changed his address. "President Shang."
"The test results for your pills are in; they definitely don't contain any harmful ingredients." Shang Yan pulled up the test report on his personal terminal, "With current technology, we can't even detect what's in your pills. Where did these pills come from?"
Xie Ji said half-jokingly, "If I said I really made it myself, would you believe me?"
Shang Yan paused, pinching the bridge of his nose. "Whether I believe it or not, these pills have undergone clinical trials and are indeed harmless to the human body. We should be able to apply for a business license, and perhaps even a patent... I consulted you before, and after thinking about it, it's indeed unfair for the Shang Group to take advantage of you for no reason. However, if we were to build your personal brand, not only would your current reputation not be able to support the sales, but the Shang Group wouldn't agree to do this charity. So, my suggestion is that these pills can be sold as Young Field's merchandise under Young Field's name. I've discussed it with the production team, and they agree. That's why I'm asking for your opinion."
"Of course, if you think it won't work..."
Shang Yan had assumed Xie Ji wouldn't agree to Young Field's interference and profit-sharing, but to his surprise, Xie Ji readily agreed, saying, "Okay."
The explanation he had prepared overnight was now useless, so Shang Yan had no choice but to put the contents of his personal terminal back.
The planned half-hour conversation ended in just five minutes, and Shang Yan awkwardly touched the tip of his nose.
After a two-minute silence, Shang Yan suddenly spoke up, "You like Lu Xunji?"
Xie Ji readily admitted, "I like it."