The Sea King Sends the Scumbags to the Crematorium | BL, MTL

Chapter 22: Severe Punishment

Chapter 22 Severe Punishment

"Hiss——" Lu Wenfeng was a little dazed by the sudden pain, and couldn't help but gasp.

Although his eyes were open, his mind was still confused, and he didn't even know where he was. After sitting up with difficulty, he saw the young man's beautiful face full of worry.

"Senior, you're awake." A sweet voice sounded, with a clear tone of joy.

"Did you have a nightmare? You have been sweating coldly." The slender and soft hand brushed across his cheek, and a towel with just the right humidity gently wiped his forehead, interweaving a comfortable coolness.

The atmosphere was so relaxing that Lu Wenfeng was in a trance for a moment, and almost subconsciously grabbed the white wrist in front of him.

"What's wrong, senior?" Lin Jianxi didn't struggle, but came closer with a concerned look on his face, "Are you feeling uncomfortable?"

Lu Wenfeng shook his head and said in a hoarse voice, "Why are you here?"

"Brother Zheng called and said you were drunk, so I came to take care of you."

The young man smiled and took the warm water from the bedside table and handed it over, "Drink a glass of water to moisten your throat first, and the hotel's hangover soup will be here soon. I also ordered a meal, so if you are hungry, you can fill your stomach, and if you are sleepy, go to bed early."

He said a lot of words, arranging everything in detail, but he didn't ask where he went, what he did, and why he was drunk.

Lu Wenfeng's heart moved slightly, secretly sighing at Lin Jianxi's thoughtfulness, silently took the cup and took a sip, and heard the soft words in his ear again.

"By the way, senior, I tried a new method today. I added a little more vinegar and lemon to the soup I stewed for you. Will it be too sour?"

What soup?

Lu Wenfeng's brain was suddenly confused after drinking too much. After several seconds, he finally remembered the tonic soup that he always forgot in the bakery.

His heart tightened, and he immediately lied without changing his expression: "No, the taste is just right, especially delicious."

"Really? Then I will stew it this way next time." Lin Jianxi was suddenly happy, with a satisfied smile in the corners of his eyes and eyebrows.

He exuded the fragrance of a bath, with a little damp water vapor, and even the hair on his forehead was not completely dry. It seemed that he had taken a bath and was ready to rest, but was called out by Zheng Yufan.

How anxious was he when he ran out?

Probably just hurriedly picked up a piece of clothes and put them on, so anxious that he didn't even fix the collar of his shirt.

Lu Wenfeng had mixed feelings for a while, and couldn't help sighing.

"Come here."

"Oh." Lin Jianxi responded obediently, and immediately rubbed to the edge of the bed obediently, leaning forward slightly, just revealing that swan-like neck.

The lines are beautiful, fragile and slender, and incredibly beautiful, as if anyone can pick it.

Lu Wenfeng's Adam's apple tightened, and he suppressed the inexplicable throbbing. He raised his hand and turned up the collar of his white shirt and smoothed it out. Then he saw the young man's lovely white earlobes, which were also stained with a little red as he moved.

His heart instantly turned into a goose down pillow, so soft that it was hard to describe.

Although they looked a bit similar, the person in front of him was completely different from Lin Yu.