"Actually, it doesn't hurt at all." Shen Jun looked indifferent to the red mark on his hand. The original owner had suffered much more pain. This small injury really didn't hurt.
The man didn’t think so: “Red?.”
After answering these two words, he kissed the young master's hand and continued applying the ice cloth.
Jingchuan thought: If he had walked faster just now, if he could have been prepared to predict who would have a bad influence on the young master, the young master would have had some unpleasant reaction. This hot water would not have poured into the young master Jingui's body. Got it in hand.
Shen Jiu hugged Jingchuan, rubbing her face against the man's abdomen again and again, closing her eyes and feeling the warmth carefully.
Jingchuan was stunned for a while, but it was a good thing. He hugged Shen Ji? to calm the young master's mood: "Master, are you hungry? I'll go to the kitchen and get you something to eat?"
He is good at socializing, has a silly look, and gets along well with the uncles and aunts in the kitchen. In addition, they all know that they are the Fifth Young Master, so what they want to eat is basically no problem.
He was so drunk that he didn't speak, and his heavy heart kept drowning him, so much so that he became somewhat deaf.
His cheek was gently pressed against Igawa's abdomen. Even though he was wearing thick clothes, he was too drunk to feel Igawa's abdominal muscles, which made him feel a little regretful despite his heavy heart.
Fortunately, Ikawa is here, that's fine.
I let the air be quiet for a while. Seeing the young master being so quiet, I thought he might have fallen asleep. It was very uncomfortable for my neck to fall asleep in this position.
When Igawa lowered his body and was about to carry someone to the bed, he noticed that the young master's eyes were moist and he was looking at him with great energy.
"Master, do you want to sleep?" Igawa's voice was soft and he didn't dare to make his voice louder at all. With the pitiful appearance of the young master, how could he dare to scare the young master?
Moreover, he really just wanted to make the young master feel comfortable... just to sleep comfortably.
"I'm already like this, are you willing to torment me?" Shen Jun blinked, tears could not be hidden in his eyes, and fell on the end of his eyes, soaked in the red color.
Looking at the young master's appearance and listening to the young master's words, the young master was simply very confusing. Igawa blushed nervously: "No, no, that's not what I meant. I..."
Shen Jun smiled faintly and laughed out loud: "I was joking. Silly, you believe it..."
Jingchuan knelt in front of Shen Ying, with a distressed look on his face, gently wiped the tears on the young master's face, and said in a different word: "Master, do you want to rest?"
Even that night, the young master did not shed any tears. Why today, these tears have been trying to invade the young master's face. It is really annoying and pitiful.
"No, no bathing."
Igawa stood up and said, "I'm going to give the young master some water."
Shen Yu rubbed the palm of Igawa's hand, and then buried his face in Igawa's arms.
"Too lazy to move." The voice of the person in his arms was soft and gentle.
The man rolled his throat and tentatively expressed his thoughts: "I will help the young master..."
When the young master didn't give any answer, Igawa felt that he was being too sentimental to make such a request. The young master wouldn't think that he had any frivolous intentions.
Although he does have thoughts about the young master's body, he cherishes the young master even more. If the young master hates himself because of his words...
Igawa was thinking wildly and just wanted to slit his own throat just now. He was so nervous about what he said.