After The Beautiful Cannon Fodder Holds The Villain's Script In Hand [BL/QT]

Chapter 10: Pheromone Hunger

Yu Tingquan's appearance was really not good.

He couldn't see it in the dark interior of the bar. When he walked to the corridor and the cold white light fell on his face, Lu Huizhou realized that the problem was huge.

The half-opened and half-closed eyes were gleaming with water, but they couldn't find the focus and seemed a little dull.

The ends of his eyes were stained with a thin layer of red, as if he had been bullied. His fingers were holding Lu Huizhou's coat, and he was humming weakly.

Lu Huizhou wanted to take him back directly, but he was afraid that he wouldn't be able to bear it.

The drugs in the bar are very strong, so you still have to sober up before taking the person back to take care of him.

He supported Yu Tingquan, let his head rest on the crook of his neck, and whispered: "I'll take your highness to sober up first, okay?"

Yu Tingquan didn't seem to know what he was talking about anymore. He couldn't understand it and was mumbling.

Lu Huizhou curled his lips helplessly, and while helping him to the bathroom, he said in a low voice: "... I don't think he is stupid."

The meaning was reproach, but the tone was soft and gentle, with a hint of helplessness.

Yu Tingquan let him call him stupid and didn't struggle. He leaned against him quietly, like a peaceful salted fish.

There were not many people in the bar at this time. Maybe it was because Xu Bo booked the place under the guise of Yu Tingquan. Now everyone was concentrated inside the bar.

The bathroom was empty and relatively clean. The smell of clean detergent filled the nose, a light fragrance.

Lu Huizhou hooked his arm around Yu Tingquan's waist and tapped his back gently with one hand: "Spit out the wine."

Yu Tingquan likes to wear loose clothes on weekdays. At first glance, he looks fine, but only when you touch him do you feel that he is very thin.

There was almost no extra meat on his back. When Lu Huizhou's palms were pressed against each other through a layer of fabric, he could feel the direction of each rib along his spine.

He was so thin that it made his heart palpitate.

Yu Tingquan was still in a daze, maybe because he didn't hear what he just said, so he didn't react at all.

Lu Huizhou's tone couldn't help but soften a little, and he patted Yu Tingquan's back gently as if to comfort him, with very little force: "... Be good, okay, spit out the medicine, or you'll be in trouble later. It's very uncomfortable."

Yu Tingquan was disobedient. He closed his eyes and breathed evenly and softly.

The long and dense eyelashes flapped gently, casting a fluttering shadow. Physiological tears moistened the eyelashes, making the eyes look childish.

He slightly hooked his neck and curled up into Lu Huizhou's arms in a very reassuring manner. Part of his snow-white neck was exposed, pulling on his thin collarbone, giving it a sense of luster under the soft light.

Fragile and delicate, like a doll in a glass box imported from the West a long time ago during the ancient earth period.

Lu Huizhou stared at him silently. After a few minutes, he was surprised to find that he had no way to deal with Yu Tingquan.

Clumsy and coquettish.

But the wine has to be spit out.

Yu Tingquan was still in the fever phase, so he should have been careful in the past few days.