Go open room

  "Second Young Master!" Jian Tong rushed towards Second Young Master's direction with all his might!

  The second young master had already heard the sound of wind behind him, but he couldn't care about it anymore. He only moved forward and caught Jian Tong with one hand, "Who allowed you to come back!"

  Before he could finish speaking, the big man's blade had already come down, and a flash of blood appeared on Ershao's back!

  The police siren pierced through the night sky, and San Ge shouted, "Go!"

  "Fourth Master..." Jian Tong hugged Fourth Master tightly, her eyes welling up with tears. "Does it hurt?"

  Second Brother shook his head, "It's nothing. Let's go." Luckily he had come forward and dodged the blade, it was just a flesh wound.

  The night was dark and vast, with Ershao riding a motorcycle through the streets. Jian Tong hugged Ershao's waist, trembling with fear as she stared at the continuous flow of blood from his back, unable to hold back her tears. "Ershao, let's go to the hospital! Stop the bike quickly!"

  The two young men stopped their motorcycle in an alley near the university, where many family-style hotels were doing a thriving business catering to student lovers.

  "Can't go to the hospital..." Ershao lowered his head and looked at Jian Tong, "And you, aren't going home tonight, okay?"

  Jian Tong's face suddenly turned red, but she firmly nodded, "I have to take care of you!"

  The second young master smiled and his lips curled up, "Do you have any money on you?"

  Jian Tong nodded.

  "Go buy gauze and disinfectant. The rest of us will go open the house."

  "Open, open the room?"

  The second young master closed his eyes wearily, his hair slipping down, "I'm tired, you should find a place to sleep too."

  Jian Tong carried a bag containing gauze and medicine, supporting Er Shao into a small inn. The owner naturally took the two for students who were spending the night together, and politely invited them in.

  "I want two rooms." Jian Tong said hesitantly, looking at the price tag on the counter.

  Two young men's eyes dimmed, and one of them stretched out his hand to press down Jian Tong's hand that was taking out money, "One room."

  "But..."

  "There's no need to." The Second Young Master tossed the money for a room onto the counter, swept Jian Tong into his arms and headed upstairs. He ignored the profound smile of the old shopkeeper.

  He entered the room, and Er Shao immediately took off his short T-shirt, revealing his upper body. Jian Tong's face turned red at a glance. He looked like a half-grown child with a full face of acne, but who knew that under the T-shirt was a tight and powerful muscle...

  Ersha's eyes were fixed on Jian Tong's face, which had a faint blush. "Afraid of blood? If you are, I'll do it myself."

  "I'm coming!" Jian Tong bit her lip and took the gauze and medicine to his back.

  A dark dragon coiled around his body, with a dragon tail rising up waves behind him, its momentum unabated. Jian Tong looked at it and couldn't help but gasp in shock, never expecting that such a delicate and handsome man would have such an ostentatious tattoo.

  "But won't you be okay if you just go to the hospital and get stitched up? You'll be left with a scar."

  He slightly arched his back, turned his head around and gazed at her, a hint of fatigue flickering in his eyes, "Isn't that more sensual?"

  Jian Tong could only roll her eyes and say, "Go die."

  It's easy to say, but even with a little disinfectant on the wound, Jian Tong's tears still couldn't help falling one by one onto his back. The flesh was all torn open, it must have been so painful.

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