It Turns out that I am Beautiful and Miserable [Quick Transmigration]

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"Boom boom."

The shadow that fell on the screen did not move, Xi Ye was completely wrapped in hot water, flexed his fingers, curled his lips, and knocked on the bathtub maliciously.

This kind of communication method, which was similar to a signal or a reminder, brought Gu Cong back to his senses in an instant, coughed uncomfortably, and walked towards the bed, almost on the same hands and feet.

These are two completely different things.

Gu Cong thought.

The young man and the group of monkeys under his command are all men, but they seem to be creatures of two worlds, making his previous experience of dealing with the same sex useless.

Especially when the other party came out from behind the screen covered with auspicious clothes, with long hair loose and wearing only an inner garment, the lights of the dragon and phoenix wedding candles crackled, and he finally realized clearly that this was the wedding room.

And sitting on the bed by herself, in the eyes of the other party, probably looks like fulfilling her husband's obligations.

--There are so many chairs, why didn't he sit down just now.

But soon, he had no time to think about these endless things. Without support, it was obvious that the young man was still limping and limping, and he didn't know how to get in and out of the tub by himself.

Just as he was about to put all the entanglements behind him, Gu Cong stepped forward and helped him up: "Where's the medicine?"

The young man paused and pointed to Xifu.

Following the movement of the other party, the light and clear fragrance lingered around the tip of the nose, like a snow-fallen forest, which can only be smelled when you are close. Gu Cong thought it was fumigated clothes, but he didn't realize it. The young man took a bath, and the smell still lingered.

The tip of the nose moved twice unconsciously, Gu Cong helped the person to sit on the bed, and was about to go to the other party's wedding clothes to find the medicine, when a hand grabbed the sleeve.

Shaking his head lightly, the young man touched behind the two soft pillows side by side with his empty hand, and he really touched a round pot that was a circle smaller than the woman's palm.

This is the taste, somewhat sweet and greasy.

The trousers were rolled up, and the young man's left ankle was obviously swollen, bulging like a small steamed bun. It would be troublesome to apply medicine alone in this position. Gu Cong wanted to help, but when he looked at the other party's skin that was more delicate than cow's milk, and then at the calluses on his palm and fingertips, he silently put his hands behind his back.

Although they are all men, the young man's feet are obviously two circles smaller than his own, slender and thin, as if he has never walked a long distance, the toes are round, and there is even a little pink.

Obviously he just wanted to watch the other party apply the medicine, but he felt a little guilty for no reason, and calmly shifted his gaze to the candles on the table. Gu Cong had nothing to say: "Why did Uncle Qian prepare this in advance?"

With his support, no one should be able to see that Chen Ye's ankle is twisted.

call.

It seemed that even his breathing slowed down, and the room suddenly became extremely quiet. Before he could wait for a long time for the other party to write on the back of his hand, Gu Cong turned his head, and saw the young man tightly holding the small round pot, and the tip of the ear not covered by the black hair, from top to bottom, a layer of red bloomed, winding into the back of his neck.