Quick Transmigration: Straight Man Fails Again

Lin Jinan is in a very bad situation. He is very hot all over. He needs something cold to stick on his body.

Li Xiu stopped holding people into Li's house and kicked open the door. He placed the young man carefully on the bed, but he was not willing to let go of his wrist.

"Young master, I am so hot..." Lin Jinan opened a pair of hazy and dazed eyes and begged the man not to go.

He licked the hard lip, and his throat became dry, "thirsty..."

Li Xiu stopped to pour water for the young man, but his hand was caught, and he would not let go of his coaxing and deceiving.

"Fifteen, be good. Don't you want to drink water? Let me go and get it for you, will you The tone of Li's rest was gentle, and no matter how anxious and agitated he was in his heart, he could not show a point in front of the youth.

"Don't go." Lin Jinan was very afraid. Maybe the shadow of the last world was too big for him. He always felt that as long as he stopped and disappeared, bad things would happen.

"I'm not going. Don't be afraid." Li Xiuzhi gently hugged the young man and patted him on his back with his hand, as if he were coaxing a child. He was patient in every move.

He did it very well and skillfully, as if he had practiced countless times in private.

Lin Jinan's eyes were hot and his nose was sour. He opened his mouth and said, "young master..."

"I'm here." Li Xiu stopped touching the young man's face, and his skin was hot and frightening.

In his eyes, the anger is even more fierce, and he would like to catch the bullies back to frustrate them.

"I'm so thirsty. I want to drink water." His voice was about to burn, and Lin felt as if he had been caught on an iron frame, being roasted by the burning charcoal fire.

The young man let go of his hand, and then he took the opportunity to pour a glass of water on the table. Worried that it would not be enough, he turned back and took the kettle with him.

Lin Jinan has no strength to speak at all. His consciousness is very vague.

"Wake up, don't sleep." Li Xiu stopped patting the young man's face to wake him up. He took the glass, took a mouthful of it, and crossed it, pinching the youth's chin.

Lin felt better after drinking water, but it was far from enough. He wanted more things.

The handkerchief was smeared with a kind of poison. The poison would not harm the human body in essence. There was only one way to rescue it, that is, to be happy with others. There was no medicine to solve it. If the youth is left alone, then there is only death waiting for him.

Lin Jinan was aware that someone was taking off his clothes. The man's movements were very gentle, leaving only gentleness where his fingers went.

"Young master, what are you going to do?" Lin Jinan still retains a trace of clarity, at least he can recognize who is doing intimate things with him.

"Call me my name..." Li Xiu stopped the young man's chattering lips. He bent over and clasped his ten fingers, regardless of you and me.

Lin Jinan was defeated, and his city gate was lost, which was broken by the general of the other side.

"Stop, slow down..." Rhythm is not in his hands, Lin Jinan is like a drifter in the sea, clinging to the only life-saving driftwood.

Li Xiuzhi didn't slow down and lighten up, as the youth demanded. His eyes are scarlet, and the feeling of being with the youth is not only the satisfaction of the body, but also the voice of the soul.

He and the youth seem to be a natural couple, they changed together in a long time, maybe in the last life, or in the last life.

The young man had passed out of sleep. He was so tired that he even frowned in his sleep. Li Xiu Zhi sat by the bed. He dressed himself and went outside to get clean water.

The poison was relieved, but his heart was completely destroyed. He had the most intimate relationship with the youth, and he was worried about him. He was no longer the old master of the Li family who played in the world.

He needs to plan his future well. Young people can't follow him without any fame. Before he was twenty-five years old, he did not want to marry and have children, but now it is different. He wants to get a wife. As for the birth of children, it depends on the youth.

He is a man and it seems difficult for him to have a son. Li Xiuzhi thought that maybe he could bring one from another family, provided that the youth liked the child. If the youth did not agree, he would not adopt him.

The handkerchief is soaked in water, and Li Xiu stops wring the water dry. Slowly, he wipes the young man's face. The young man in his sleep makes a comfortable murmur, and his eyebrows are finally loosened.

He just couldn't control himself. When the young man asked for mercy, he didn't stop immediately. The place behind him seemed to be injured.

He had to find a doctor to open some ointment for relieving inflammation and swelling. After he had made up his mind, he went out of the door. Before leaving, he called his family to guard outside to protect the safety of the youth.

His pace was so fast that he seemed to run. Li Xiu Zhi thought that it was better to rush back to the room before the young man wakes up, otherwise, it would be hard for him to see himself when he wakes up.

When a young man is afflicted, his heart will ache. This kind of pain is of no help to the emperor and Laozi.