[MTL, BL] Pretend Little Cowardly Bag [Quick Wear]

1.9

Lin Xiuyuan fell into a deep sleep this night, and that fiery dream could never end, and he was finally woken up by a needle.

The moment he opened his eyes, he was stabbed by the bright light. He subconsciously retracted his slightly aching hand, but was instantly held down by a strong force.

"Don't move."

He was vacant at first, and the sharp "Don't move" made him feel soft, and after a while, he turned his head in a daze.

Zheng Sui sat on the edge of the bed, pressing his hand with a sullen face, but didn't look at him.

Behind him was Xiang An who came over to look at him: "You finally woke up!"

And the one who put a needle on the back of his hand was the female school doctor in the infirmary.

"It'll be fine right away, it won't hurt." The school doctor's tone was gentle, like coaxing a child, "You can't get needles when you're sick, it's alright, you'll be fine after the infusion."

Only then did Lin Xiuyuan realize that he was warm all over. , not the normal heat, occasionally chills, and his head is numb, and if he wants to move, he can't get anywhere in his body.

He arched his body, and the man beside him said again: "Don't move."

"Hot..." He frowned, his nasal voice was heavy and his voice was hoarse.

Xiang An asked, "Are you going to change the antipyretic sticker?"

Lin Xiuyuan's eyes rolled up, only to find that there was something on his forehead.

Zheng Sui reached out and touched the antipyretic sticker on his forehead with the back of his hand.

Lin Xiuyuan rolled his eyes to look at him.

The man's expression was a little strange, he turned his head coldly, and put on a new antipyretic sticker for him to put on. When sticking it, his fingertips touched the sweaty skin and quickly removed it.

Lin Xiuyuan could perceive the strange atmosphere, and his eyes became curious. He didn't know what was going on with him, so he had no choice but to find something to say: "Mr. Zheng, your hands are so cold..."

Teacher Zheng ignored him.

He dipped his head and glanced again: "Why is there a red mark on his hand? Mosquito bites?"

"..."

At this time, Xiang An on the opposite side stared at him desperately, and his facial features were squeezed out of place. .

Lin Xiuyuan didn't know why, and continued to stare at the man's hand until Zheng Sui got up with a sullen face and went to the infirmary to get medicine with the school doctor.

Xiang An immediately leaned over: "Wait a minute, don't raise your hand, have you forgotten what you've done?!"

Lin Xiuyuan was stunned, only then did he realize that he was touched by that hand not long ago. The touch on his forehead was cool, and the more he thought about it, the more familiar he became. He followed the vine and quickly remembered his dream...

"!!!"

He hurriedly asked the system: "Isn't Zheng Sui's hand biting me? "The

system didn't answer, and sent him a video playback directly.

After only watching the first ten seconds, his face turned pale.

In the picture, when Zheng Sui was leaning over to test the temperature of his forehead with the back of his hand, he grabbed that hand in the bed. After that, he seemed to be suffering from skin thirst. His body froze, and he quickly retracted his hand, but he was bitten by the mouth that rolled over...