My Boyfriend is a Monster

Chapter 20

    When sleeping at night, Du Xiuran was afraid of touching Wu Qingcang's wound, so he slept beside the bed. When he woke up in the middle of the night, he found that his body had been moved to the middle of the bed. At this time, Wu Qingcang was holding his head tightly in his arms. Lying down with his shoulders exposed, he didn't seem to be sleeping very well. Du Xiuran hurriedly stretched out his hand and pulled the quilt to cover him well.

    Then he had some insomnia. Taking advantage of the moonlight, he lowered his head and stared blankly at the kid. After watching it for a while, he reached out his hand and touched it lightly. Wu Qingcang moved suddenly and his head was in his arms again. After arching for a while, he went back to sleep. Du Xiuran's heart suddenly softened. He stroked Wu Qingcang's profile with the back of his fingers, thinking to himself, this monster-like child is finally going to grow up... ...now he is still his savior.

    Du Xiuran kept thinking about the kid's past, and soon closed his heavy eyelids and fell asleep.

    The next day before dawn, Du Xiuran got up early, washed the pork head he bought yesterday, washed the fresh vegetables with water, put the cleaned pig trotters into the pot and simmered over the fire, and then began to mix with noodle.

    Wu Qingcang woke up smelling the scent. As soon as he opened his eyes, he saw that the small table on the ground was full of his favorite food, so he immediately got out of the bed hungry.

    Du Xiuran came over with the steaming hot soup, placed it in the middle of the table, then smiled and glanced at Wu Qingcang, turned around and took out the tableware and spoon from the kitchen.

    When he came out, Wu Qingcang was already eager to eat. His hands and face were a little burnt, so Du Xiuran didn't let him wash his face, and he turned a blind eye to his act of holding the food. .

    Wu Qingcang hurriedly gnawed at the pig's trotter in his hand. The meat on the pig's trotter was simmered to a screeching extent by Du Xiuran. , reached out and picked up the spoon and gave Wu Qingcang a bowl of red jujube soup.     Wu Qingcang hurriedly took the slurp and drank it in, then turned his head and grabbed three more dumplings and threw them into his mouth, which contained his favorite stuffed shrimp, and nodded while eating.

    After eating, Du Xiuran asked Wu Qingcang to take off his pajamas and lie on the bed. He looked at the wound on the kid's back. To Du Xiuran's surprise, not only was the burnt area not inflamed, but flesh grew, and the wound showed signs of healing. This kid didn't breathe in as painfully as yesterday, it doesn't seem to be very painful anymore.

    Then he asked Wu Qingcang to sit beside the bed, wanting to examine his neck, head and face carefully. The most important thing was his face.

    Du Xiuran looked at Wu Qingcang's face and lightly touched Wu Qingcang's dark red skin with his hand. Looking at Du Xiuran, just when Du Xiuran reached out and touched Wu Qingcang's lips, he wanted to see if there were any burn marks on his lower lip.

    Wu Qingcang suddenly raised his hand and held Du Xiuran's hand in his palm, looking at Du Xiuran with a somewhat hurried expression.

    Du Xiuran was stunned for a moment, then looked back at Wu Qingcang and asked suspiciously, "Is it a pain in the mouth and a wound?"

    Wu Qingcang's face flushed a little, and he shook his head.

    Du Xiuran was stunned for a moment and asked, "What's going on?"

    Wu Qingcang's eyes were dodged for a long time, and then he gritted his teeth and brought Du Xiuran's hand to the span.

    When Du Xiuran's hand touched..., he suddenly realized that this bastard... actually got an erection at this time?