Will the bionic fiance act like a spoiled child?

Chapter 6

The clamping force suddenly loosened.

"...Zero Zero?"

Slai's jaw felt as if it had been pinched by iron clamps, and his bones ached.

In the darkness, Qiao Yulin's eyes were sharp, like a cheetah patrolling the territory waiting for an opportunity, driving straight in and looking at it wantonly.

"Master, master." Only then did Slai realize how dangerous Qiao Yulin was.

Qiao Yulin got up and turned on the light.

And Slai's pitiful face can be seen at a glance.

There is a red strangle mark on each of the fair cheeks, and the wet blond hair is softly attached to the forehead. He is breathing with his mouth wide open, with tears in his eyes, showing his fragility unabashedly.

The cup rolling beside him and the mottled water marks on his arms add to the strange beauty.

This situation always makes people think of a mermaid stranded on the seashore for no reason. She is full of vitality but weak and deceitful. Just looking at it will give birth to boundless possessive desire.

Qiao Yulin had just taken the medicine, and his head was still a little dizzy.

Oh, there's one more person in the family.

He cursed in his heart, and immediately stepped forward to help Slay up.

"Where does it hurt?"

Si Lai couldn't utter a single word, so Qiao Yulin had no choice but to hug him up.

One is born, the second is cooked.

Qiao Yulin would hug him firmly now, and Slai leaned in his arms, crying profusely.

Qiao Yulin felt that his shirt was wet.

Warm tears, fluttering eyelashes, these slight touches made Qiao Yulin upset, as if he was facing an enemy.

Two quacks.

Qiao Yulin felt that it was a joke for him to hang on for a few hours: Why did this heartbeat intensify!

He kicked down a chair in the living room with a "bang".

There are only four words "temper" and "stay away" written all over the body.

Si Lai didn't understand why Qiao Yulin suddenly attacked an innocent chair.He trembled all over, only aware that at this moment the other party was full of anger and was very difficult to provoke.

So he tried to hold back the tears.

Wow, I was the one who got hurt, why is he angry?

When Slai raised his eyes, he could only see the other party's beautiful chin and full Adam's apple.

People are pretty, but how can they always be so fierce.

Qiao Yulin carried him into his room with long legs and strides. Si Lai couldn't help but be amazed that he could come in for the first time these days.

It really is a standard military style, the whole room is monotonous white, with old-fashioned wooden floors on the floor.It has hardly been seriously renovated.The quilt was folded into tofu blocks, a Confederate flag was pasted on the wall, and various medals and general cups were hung on the cabinets on the other wall.

It's like practicing the words "hardship and simplicity" to the core. Compared with this, Slai's guest bedroom can be regarded as a luxurious decoration.

Slai was laid flat on the bed by Qiao Yulin, who then took out a medical kit from the cabinet.

Qiao Yulin knew some of the most basic medical skills, not to mention skin trauma, all of which she had practiced from herself over the years.

"Does it hurt here?"

Qiao Yulin pressed the opponent's waist.

Sly shook his head.

Qiao Yulin moved his hand up a few inches: "What about here?"

Sly continued to shake his head.

Qiao Yulin turned his hand to the left a little more, and his breath sank: "Where is this place?"

Si Lai felt that he wasn't in so much pain anymore, and he didn't dare to interrupt Qiao Yulin who was angry, so he said, "There's a little bit here."

Qiao Yulin rubbed it: "It's a little bruised, but it shouldn't hurt the bones."

"Haha, what you want to say is that the parts are damaged." Slai smiled dryly, which was uglier than crying.

Sly's skin was as smooth as brocade.Qiao Yulin's palm was also very warm, and the pain was relieved a lot after rubbing it like this.

But as he kneaded, the action changed a little bit.

Sly didn't know what was wrong, but his rationality told him that their actions like this were very bad.

So he whispered: "Master, how about, I'd better turn off the machine and do a self-check."

The charming atmosphere disappeared, and Qiao Yulin realized what he was doing. He quickly let go of his hand and asked angrily, "What are you doing sneaking around in the middle of the night?"

Slay opened his mouth, "I, I'll take care of the house."

"Do you think I need you to watch the house?"

Sly: ...

Qiao Yulin: "Don't walk around at night from now on, be careful, I really treat you like a thief."

Sly swallowed silently.

"I just, really, wanted to recharge my batteries."

Qiao Yulin looked at the other party silently, and the latter buried herself obediently in the quilt, holding back tears and explaining to herself.

He translated it in his mind: Oh, I'm hungry.

He said, "Wait."

Sly didn't know what to wait for.

Qiao Yulin left in a hurry and came back in a hurry, holding a long wire in his hand.

Sly: ...?

Qiao Yulin said: "Since you are charging, I can only cook by myself."

Sly nodded hastily.

Can't move while charging.

What a good reason.

Sly pretended to hold one end of the wire, closed his eyes and did not move.

Qiao Yulin also left the room door.

After a while, there was the sound of clinking bowls and chopsticks, and cooking.

Slai was curious, so he silently took the wire and walked towards the living room.

He picked up the stricken chair in the living room, and was surprised to find that one of the legs of the iron chair had been kicked off.

This power...is really amazing. It seems that Qiao Yulin was merciful to him just now.

Slay was sitting down on the sofa, the wire at one end was tucked into his trouser pocket, and he just stared at the other end.

Through the blurry glass door of the kitchen, Qiao Yulin could be vaguely seen busy.

As soon as Slai just looked at it, he began to salivate.

Qiao Yulin really knows everything.

Sly knew very little about the military, and his knowledge of the ever-victorious General Joe was limited to the corners and corners of the federal territory on the map.

He kept it all.

Some people lamented that he used soldiers like a god and his outstanding military exploits, but naturally there were also those who couldn't understand his self-willedness and his own way.

Whether you love him or hate him, you have to admit that he is indeed a legend.

Sly also admired him, but that was limited to an admiration for a historical figure who had no intersection.

Seriously speaking, the "fear" in my heart is more than the "respect".

How could you imagine living with such a hard-edged person?

But now, everything is not a terrible imagination.

Slai sat quietly in the living room, waiting for God of War to prepare the meal.

Sounds... kind of magical.

The more Slai got along with him, the more he couldn't understand what kind of person he was.

Sometimes clumsy and fierce, sometimes caring and gentle.

It didn't take long for the aroma of the food to spread in the air, making people move their index fingers.

Qiao Yulin called out, "Lingling, come here."

Sly ran over.

There are three dishes on the small dining table: scrambled eggs, fried meat, and fried cabbage. It seems that the recipe is the same. After changing the main dish, I copied and pasted it twice.

But even so, it was a blow to Slay's cooking during the day.

——At least Qiao Yulin can tell what the ingredients are.

Sly asked honestly, "Master, what did you ask me to do?"

Qiao Yulin smiled slightly, took a pair of bowls and chopsticks, and sat down.

"You can't eat, can you?"

Sly swallowed desperately.

"Yes Master."

Qiao Yulin raised his eyebrows: "Then you can sit here and watch me eat."

So vicious, so vicious.

This is more lethal than just pressing yourself to the ground.

Slai withdrew all his emotions, his eyes were fixed on the trajectory of the chopsticks, and there was a thousand longings in his eyes.

Eat less, save some for me!

Sly was going crazy with hunger.

Qiao Yulin didn't have the military style of eating quickly at the moment, he ate slowly and stuttered, which made Slai panic to death.

And Slai's eyes jumped from the chopsticks to the opponent's hand: the red and swollen pinhole on the back of the hand was still very conspicuous.

"Master, are you sick?"

Qiao Yulin replied nonchalantly: "The military doctor is just making a fuss out of a molehill."

He came back so late today, so he went to see a doctor, and Si Lai felt a little sympathetic.

Qiao Yulin put the chopsticks down, and only took a few mouthfuls of the dishes.

"Clean up the dishes." Qiao Yulin hinted at the other party, and then prepared to leave the table.

The time when Sly was the hungriest was over.

Looking at the untouched food, he didn't feel lucky, but worried about the other party in his heart: "Master, don't you want to eat?"

Qiao Yulin nodded: "Yes."

With a height of nearly 1.9 meters and a small appetite, it seems that he is really seriously ill.

I also have no appetite when I am sick.

Qiao Yulin naturally didn't know what the other party was thinking.

Slai suddenly stood up and stretched out his hand in the direction of the other party.

Qiao Yulin subconsciously wanted to dodge. He had already formed a conditioned reflex for such a sudden attack, but he forcibly held back.

He was afraid that after his reflexes were over, the young master who looked like a ceramic doll in front of him would have an arm broken.

Slai didn't realize that he had just narrowly escaped death again, so he leaned forward and put his hand on the other person's forehead.

"Well, it does seem a little hot."

This was the only diagnostic technique that Sly knew.

Qiao Yulin froze for a moment.

Slai's hand was icy cold, and it was comfortable to press it on his forehead.

The person in front of him leaned forward, staring at him seriously, and his tone was quite nervous.

Qiao Yulin felt...somewhere in her heart was sinking.

Having a little thing waiting for me at home every day, worrying about you, and clumsily caring about you, feels... not bad.

Just when Qiao Yulin unconsciously wanted to hold down that hand, the other party pulled away and left.

Sly gave the order seriously: "Master, I think you should lie on the bed and have a good rest."

He said seriously again: "You have to take good care of yourself at ordinary times."

Qiao Yulin stared at his face for a long time.

Seeing that, Slai felt hairy all over his body. He didn't know what he said wrong. It took a long time for the other party to get up.

"it is good."

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