Ji Naitang doesn't know what Zhuo Xiaoyun is thinking. What he wants to do most is to quickly take the medicine to Cen Muqi. When he runs to the beach, he meets Cen Muqi's assistant.

"Whew, you are here." Assistant panting, Ji Naitang asked: "what's the matter?"

"Cen always see you haven't come back for so long, let me come to you, did you buy medicine?"

"Yes, is Cen still there?"

"Cen always went back to his room first."

"Then I'll give it to him."

Ji Naitang didn't talk to the assistant any more. He ran directly to the hotel. When he was in the elevator, he also looked down at his body to see if there was any blood stains.

"Mr. Cen, are you asleep?"

After Ji Naitang enters the room, he sees Cen Muqi leaning on the sofa with his eyes closed. He carefully walks over and asks. Cen Muqi opens his eyes and looks at him and replies, "no, how did you go so long?"

"The drugstore was so far away that I almost got lost." He said to open the medicine, and then unscrewed a bottle of mineral water, whispered: "take the medicine first, take the medicine, sleep for a while will feel better."

CEN Muqi took the pills and water and said that I was better, but I still took the medicine.

After taking the medicine, he originally wanted to go to sleep for a while, but when he looked down, he saw Ji Naitang squatting in front of the sofa and looking at himself with worry. He was so clever that his heart would melt.

CEN Muqi waved and said, "come here."

Ji Naitang stood up and approached. Just as he wanted to sit on the sofa, he saw Cen Muqi clapping his thigh and said with a smile, "sit here."

“……” Ji Naitang's cheek slowly turned red. Cen Muqi saw him standing still and said seriously: "what? unwilling? Is it because I am not willing to let me touch Yao Yuanjing? You don't think about him, do you? "

Ji Naitang quickly shook his head and whispered, "no, I I've just run back and I'm sweating

"It's OK. I haven't bathed yet. I've got a bad headache. I don't want to hold you for a while. Alas..."

"I will." Mu Cen bit his teeth in front of him, and then he bit his legs.

CEN Muqi's mouth raised a little smile, reached for his waist to draw closer, and then put his head on his shoulder and neck. Ji Naitang did not dare to breathe for a moment, so his limbs were stiff.

CEN Muqi leaned for a while and said with a smile, "it's all sweaty."

"Then I'll take a bath?"

"No, I'll do it later." CEN Muqi put his hands on his waist down a little, and then from the corner of his short sleeve, slowly stroking his back.

"Mr. Cen..." Ji Naitang has some worries: "you are not well, you should have a good rest."

"Well, I'm not feeling well, so you should take the initiative." CEN Muqi gave him a kiss on the neck, then raised his head and looked at him with a smile in his eyes.

Ji Naitang was seen as a little embarrassed, hesitated to send his own kiss.

"Honey, it's so sweet. Come on, Ji Tiantian, take it off by yourself."

Ji Naitang has just solved six or seven little gangsters by himself. However, when Cen Muqi looks at him, he feels that he can't breathe, and his face is so hot that he can fry eggs.

But usually, he will do what Cen Muqi says, even if he is embarrassed, he won't refuse.