His Wife Raised Him

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11:00 p.m.

A night light was on in the dormitory, and the sound of water came from the bathroom.

"..."

Jiang Yi buried his face in the quilt, revealing only a messy black hair. The earlobe covered by the fragments were red as if it were dripping blood, and the quilt on the bed was also wrinkled.

His hands seem to be still burning.

But just now, Lu Li got out of bed with a wet tissue and wiped his fingers carefully over and over again, even in the cracks of his fingers. He wiped it clean with a wet tissue and then wiped it with a tissue again.

He couldn't even take care of himself, so he bowed his head and knelt at the head of the bed and wiped his fingers for him, as if he was afraid that he would feel disgusted. He whispered to him while wiping.

Jiang Yi hit the pillow with his head a few times and couldn't think about how he would treat Lu Li who would come back.

He took a breath and thought that as expected, the young man did not want to replenish qi and blood every day.

I drink tonic soup every day, and I drink too much blood.

It seems to be broken for a long time.

In the end, Lu Li asked him to call his name in a hoarse voice, and Jiang Yi called Lu Li several times before he came out.

But even if he thought so, Jiang Yi couldn't help thinking of the way Lu Li looked at him not long ago.

He stared at him face to face, and his golden forehead was almost soaked, messy on his eyebrows, very close to him. His light blue eyes were full of deep forbearance and some emotions.

The lights in the corridor shone through the auxiliary window on the door of the dormitory, reflecting a little light in the dark dormitory.

Jiang Yi could see Lu Li's eyes clearly through those lights. His light blue eyes were as turbulent as the sea, as if they could set off a storm anytime and anywhere, but they endured it because of something.

He called his nickname over and over again in his hoarse voice.

Those good people who shouted over and over again were so strong that they seemed to overflow.

Jiang Yi has never realized so deeply that they have all grown up.

Lu Li is no longer Arno when he was a child. He will have desires, even strong desires.

Jiang Yi's scalp seemed to be slightly numb, and his fingers curled up unconsciously.

It's wrong.

Jiang Yi turned his head and looked at the wall in the dark night.

He bit the soft meat on his cheeks and hit his head on the pillow, as if he felt that everything was too much than he imagined.

The sound of water in the bathroom stopped.

Jiang Yi pulled up the quilt, silently covered his head, and stared at the wall.

After a while, Jiang Yi didn't hear the movement behind him. His eyelashes moved, then pretended to turn over with his eyes closed, and secretly opened a little eyes.

Lu Li, dressed in loose short sleeves, wiped her hair and stood at the head of the bed. Her wet blonde hair hung on her eyebrows. Her eyebrows were a little full, and she tilted her head and looked at Jiang Yi.

He was born tall, and he could easily see Jiang Yi in the upper bunk of the dormitory.

Jiang Yi secretly opened his eyes and was caught. He saw Lu Li stretched out his hand to cover his eyes and whispered with a smile, "Sleep."