Chapter 992

After staying in the hospital for a week, the night cup didn't mean to leave the hospital. Other doctors said they could go home and cultivate slowly. He was stunned and pretended not to hear it.

What are you doing home?

I can't accompany him when I go home. I haven't had enough happy days yet.

"I think there's something wrong with my leg. I should take good care of it in the hospital. It's convenient in case of anything." The night cup said solemnly to the doctor.

Of course, the doctor didn't dare not let him stay in the hospital. He was stunned. He probably didn't understand why the young master had to stay in the hospital if he didn't live at home.

"In that case, I'll be hospitalized for observation for a while." The doctor said that and left.

Yu feiran looked at the night glass, smiled and said, "if you want to be hospitalized, you live. Your father and my old bone are not willing to sleep in the hospital bed. I'll go home with your father later."

Night cup was eager for her to leave quickly, "go back, go back, I'm a lot of people, you don't care about me."

Yu feiran: "..." ha ha.

Night cup can't go to work. Yufeiran naturally has to go to the Ministry of national security. He is also busy. He doesn't bother to be a light bulb here. He had lunch with the owl and left.

Then all afternoon, the night glass was a little distracted, and the look at the words was evasive.

"Does it hurt?" The speech had no seven tricks and exquisite heart. I thought the man was uncomfortable.

The night cup was really uncomfortable. The broken bone was still painful. His legs were on the shelf all day. He was lying in bed and couldn't move. He wasn't willing to go out and turn around. He was focused on his resignation.

"It hurts. Maybe I've been lying for a long time and I'm uncomfortable."

"I'll press it for you."

Then he sat next to him and helped him massage where he was not bound by plaster.

I have nothing to do these days. I'm also pressing it for him to relax his muscles.

It's just that this place is knee up, the position is awkward, and the night cup is not interesting to ask that word to help press. At this moment, the speech took the initiative to massage. The night cup was happy and nervous. I was afraid I would lose face in front of the speech.

In fact, the night cup has been very depressed recently. On the one hand, it is reluctant to have a harmonious atmosphere with that speech. On the other hand, it always wants to say and do something involuntarily. After all, it has been a boyfriend and girlfriend for several years. What's wrong with not being able to hug?

That's quite tangled.

That resignation is not small. It's quite comfortable to press. The expression is also quite serious, with a small face and focused eyes.

Night cup really felt that his injury was worth it this time.

"Heavy or not?" That's a question.

The night cup closed her eyes and felt the words pinched and pinched. Don't mention how comfortable it was.

"Not heavy, up a little."

“……”

"Well, comfortable, a little higher."

“……”

After lying in bed for a long time, the most suffering place is actually his ass and waist. Fortunately, his neck cover has been taken off, which should be a little better.

"Up again..."

The words glanced at the night cup, did not speak, and put his hands directly up.

Then you can see the night cup with the naked eye

The two have been living together these days, but as a half disabled person with strong body and ambition, even if the night cup is itchy in his heart, he can't actually do anything. At this moment, he was touched by that speech. Even if it was a particularly normal massage, he couldn't help being distracted.

"Again... Up..."

Then he simply pulled down his pajamas.

The night cup's eyes immediately widened.

Is comfortable straight hum, night 17 knock on the door outside, "young master..."

Without waiting for night 17 to speak, the night glass roared open: "go as far as you can, go as far as you can!"

Night 17 and night 18 outside the door: "

Night 18 was particularly worried: "is... Something wrong?"

Because the voice of night cup roar obviously sounds wrong, as if it suppresses great pain, or... Happiness? I don't know. I just think the young master is wrong, which makes him very worried.

Night 17 is still wrapped with a bandage on his forehead. His left arm is hung around his neck. After thinking about it, he grabbed night 18's collar and dragged the person away directly.

On the 18th of the night, the upright boy struggled, "I... Stand guard."

"Stand up." Night 17 has no good way: "if the young master knows you are outside, he will definitely peel off your skin."

Night 18 opened a pair of ignorant eyes, "for... What?"

Looking at night 17 and night 18, he was particularly upset: "don't tell me you're still a chicken."

Night 18: "..." ran away with a red face.

"Tut, it's unscientific that the cub who came out of the ghost place like Falcon has such a thin face." At night seventeen, he talked to himself.

In the house, after washing his hands, his face turned red, but he was still calm: "do you want a massage?"

"I want to say more, will you?" After such relief, the night cup couldn't help revealing its nature.

The words: "well."

Then he really sat down and helped the night cup massage the other leg.

The night cup was so proud that she couldn't help pinching the face of the words: "Why are you so good recently?"

The words looked at him, but he didn't speak and his expression didn't change. But the night cup could see that the words were not angry, nor did they show boredom with his moves. This feeling is so subtle that others can't distinguish it, but the night cup can feel it. In the past, he wanted to make out with that word, which was generally resisted. Even if he didn't resist, he was tight. There was no such relaxed feeling around him. He even thought about it a lot

Is it because he saved the rain that he promised to associate with him.

I don't want to say goodbye, but I don't want to admit it. How can his life at night be such an old-fashioned plot? Isn't that funny?

Fortunately, he has his heart in that speech, which is the most important. That speech is still that kind of temperament. It seems that everything is light, some arrogant and some cold. She is different from Jila. Jila is also very arrogant and super cold, but Jila won't say she's not confident. Moreover, Jila is a very aggressive person with a crisp and clean style. The heart of the words, or

Especially soft.

"Baby, I will love you in the future." The night cup hooked the chin of the word, put one hand in his pocket, looked like he wanted to take it out but didn't dare to take it out, smiled and said, "I apologize to you for Wu Xiaoya. In fact, I didn't do anything. Do you believe it?"

Although someone guessed that night cup was deliberately angry with himself, he was still very happy to hear him admit it.

"Letter."

The night cup was a little aggressive: "little villain, you still need Mu Mu as a helper. Do you know what I think?"

"What?"

"I just thought you came in and saw the men and women in that room get angry, and then beat them all out, and then..." the night cup raised his eyebrows and turned into the look of the fool: "have a fight with me." The words: "