Rebirth of the Villain's Counterattack

Chapter 34 Bandaging the Wound

In the middle of the night, people who would break into Feng Ao's residence didn't even think about it.

Feng Ao woke up immediately, Zheng Youting's steps were vain, and the smell of blood again made Feng Ao's brows furrowed in a rare way.

Zheng Youting pushed open the door, he leaned on the door and gasped in a low voice, looked up and saw that he was awake, and stood up straight.

He said: "Bandage me."

After all, he turned on the room light and walked towards the bed, lay down on the bed a few steps, and stopped moving.

This time his injury was on his back, if it wasn't for such an injury that he couldn't take care of properly, Zheng Youting wouldn't bother Feng Ao, although his tone was somewhat domineering, it was no different from his nature of never showing weakness in front of others.

Feng Ao could tell at a glance that the person who shot him must be a professional killer.Before this, Zheng Youting's injuries were always in the area that would kill him with one blow. If it wasn't for Zheng Youting's physique that was different from ordinary people, there would be no life for him.

He closed his eyes, but after a while Feng Ao didn't hear Zheng Youting's voice again, he fell into sleep extremely fast, his physical exertion was too much, at this time every second counts to accumulate physical strength.Feng Ao looked at him, and sighed for a moment.

But he got up with some helplessness.

The wound was roughly treated by himself, and seeing how deep the wound was, the nearby clothes were stained with black blood, which was probably caused by Zheng Youting taking the bullet.

Zheng Youting woke up immediately when his hand touched his body, he turned his head to look at Feng Ao, and his body relaxed accordingly.Feng Ao tore open the tights he had scratched with a sharp dagger, and exposed the wound.Zheng Youting's recovery ability is very good, the wound has already clotted blood before, and the blood-stained wound looks hideous, but it no longer bleeds, and there is no danger of fatality.

Feng Ao cleaned the wound for him with clean water, and then began to disinfect it. Zheng Youting didn't expect him to be gentle, and he was prepared for it, but when the alcohol was poured directly on the wound, he still groaned in pain, and his face turned pale.

"what."

He subconsciously grasped the quilt tightly.

The black tights exposed the lines of his body in front of Feng Ao, and the pain made his muscles tense instantly. The wet tentacles and the body rising and falling with his regular deep breathing distracted Feng Ao for a moment.

From a man's point of view, Zheng Youting's figure is very good, no matter in terms of his proportions or his streamlined, powerful and beautiful texture.Compared with his current body, I don't know how much better it is, but the training that challenges his physiology will inevitably leave hard marks on his body that cannot be erased. If he practices orthodox martial arts, this body will be more perfect...

"Go ahead and leave me alone."

His slight hesitation was regarded by Zheng Youtingquan as fear that he would not be able to bear it, so he urged him.

His voice made Feng Ao stop his mind, he took the bandage and began to bandage him.

Feng Ao's bandaging method is different from the current doctors, but it is more well-trained and simple and neat. It is impossible to have such a method except when dealing with injuries in the past years. totally different.But Zheng Youting was in a daze at this moment, unable to notice this.

A simple bandage was like a torture, Feng Ao helped Zheng Youting up, wrapped the bandage around his shoulders and fixed his chest firmly.Zheng Youting took advantage of the situation and leaned on his shoulder. After Feng Ao stopped, he stretched out his hand and pushed him: "Bring some food here."

Feng Ao's face darkened immediately, this kid, does he really think that this is a hotel that provides 24-hour service?Zheng Youting also seemed to expect that he would not agree, slipped from him and lay down on the side, and said: "Give me water."

Feng Ao glanced at Zheng Youting, he was too weak right now, even when he was shot in the left chest last time, he was not so weak.He reached out to take off Zheng Youting's shirt, and saw an obvious bruise on his waist.Feng Ao could guess that it was the injury caused by the rapid fall of something like a steel wire tied to his waist. The strangle marks were so severe that they turned black and blue, which shows the critical situation Zheng Youting was in when he fled.

Zheng Youting also had wounds on his thighs, Feng Ao simply threw away his tight-fitting night clothes, and saw several bullet-brushed bloodstains on his legs, severe cuts in two or three places were three inches deep, and a lot of blood came out.

It can be seen that at that time, Zheng Youting, who was fleeing from a high place, encountered a hail of bullets in mid-air. If he was not careful, he would be beaten into a sieve.

Zheng Youting was startled by being completely naked, and he only moved a little bit in resistance before being restrained by Feng Ao, who warned him in a low voice: "If you want to die, I will help you."

Seeing that he was just bandaging those wounds, Zheng Youting let him go. He rubbed his painful forehead on the bed, and said again: "Go and get water."

The loss of blood made his mouth dry and his body urgently needed insufficient water.

Feng Ao ignored him, wiped off the dry or wet blood stains on his body, and bandaged him one by one.Feng Ao couldn't explain the reason why he did this. It was quite normal for him to watch someone's death with a cold eye. He had never had the leisure to extend a helping hand to those endangered lives, or he had so-called righteousness when he was young. The chivalrous feelings of helping each other have long since been devoured by reality in the repeated escapes, and they have become ruined.

He has made too many exceptions to Zheng Youting.

To be kind to him, to tolerate him, or to be angry with him, or even feel helpless, this is a mood that Feng Ao has never felt before.

This is probably because he took over his biological father's body, and the blood relationship between father and son cannot be separated in his blood.Feng Ao didn't find out what happened, and the answer didn't mean anything to him.

The two deep wounds were on the inner side of the left thigh. Feng Ao simply cleaned up the blood and sweat stains, and repeatedly began to pour alcohol to disinfect the wound.

The burning pain pierced into the inner thigh, Zheng Youting instinctively put his legs together and curled up, clenching his teeth.He hissed and sucked in deeply and then exhaled, trying his best to bear the pain, so that he couldn't notice the abnormality in his body during that burst of pain.

Feng Ao's eyes stood upright in trembling where he was languid.

Men cannot be stimulated. Pain is sometimes the biggest and most direct stimulus to physiology and sex. It is not only those who are born with masochistic tendencies will feel pleasure because of pain.What's more, in the sensitive area like the inner thigh, Zheng Youting's current state is purely a normal physiological reaction.

Feng Ao, who is also a man, knows it all too well.

But, watching his hair growth, Feng Ao couldn't just ignore this accident.

"You bastard." He cursed, and treated Zheng Youting's leg wound at a faster speed.

After Feng Ao took good care of the scattered wounds on his body, the sharp pain in Zheng Youting's legs gradually dissipated, and the physiological reaction also subsided. Covered the opponent's naked body.

Zheng Youting didn't know whether he was in a coma or fell asleep, even though his lips were wrinkled, chapped and peeled, without the slightest trace of blood, he couldn't resist the relaxed nerves and unconsciousness.

Feng Ao fetched water, helped Zheng Youting up, raised his chin, and fed him the water.

When the water slid down his throat, he absorbed it instinctively, with an eager look like a person who has been interrupted for several days in the desert and suddenly sees the oasis flowing water.Zheng Youting drank in a hurry, most of the water overflowed, slid down his cheeks and chin into his neck, dripped down his chest, and was forced to change his trajectory when it hit the red bulge on his chest, following the light-colored halo Fall the other way.Feng Ao's eyebrows twitched, and he hurriedly withdrew his gaze after just one glance.

He faintly sensed that his state of mind was a bit dangerous, the water flowing down the honey-colored skin, the fast and undulating muscular chest muscles, and the moist tip of his tongue, all made him infected by Zheng Youting's eagerness at this time. An illusion of parched mouth.

Zheng Youting likes men, this body really has the capital to seduce men.

A large glass of water bottomed out, Zheng Youting still opened his mouth and repeated the movement of swallowing, his brows were tightly furrowed, and he made a rough voice with a little painful thirst.Feng Ao paused, put him down, and left the bedroom.

After drinking a whole glass of cold water, Feng Ao felt the hotness in his heart subside.

This is not a good sign, Feng Ao, who immediately noticed his strangeness, subconsciously resisted the subtle change in his attitude towards Zheng Youting.A man with a masculine body and a heroic face, who just now showed a little unconscious obsession, will be seduced. It has nothing to do with people's self-control, as long as people with sound vision and ability are unavoidable.

What Feng Ao never imagined was that he would have any thoughts about a man's body.

This world is much more open than his previous life, and homosexuality has barely become a common-sense social phenomenon, but it doesn't mean that he hasn't seen such a thing in his previous life.

There are many unrestrained people in the evil martial arts sect, unrestrained to the extent that people in the world can't imagine.Feng Ao's knowledge of becoming a leader of the evil faction is naturally not shallow.

But he never participated in these.

Xuan Han, who spoke shapelessly in front of him in the Demon Palace, has said more than once that when he entered the Demon Cult, he behaved like the decent group of prudish ones. He didn't even taste the taste of women. The boy has practiced martial arts to the point of being the best in the world, so don't be a man anymore, his life will be in vain.After that, he asked again and again whether he liked men more, and if he liked men, he could get them into his bed even with Zimo's group.

Feng Ao has always been indifferent to that aspect of things, and no one has ever made him feel impulsive in this aspect.His physiology is very normal, and he has exhausted his energy during the continuous practice of martial arts, so there is no need to find someone to vent.At least before his death, although there were rumors in the Jianghu that there were many confidante with whom he had entangled with, but he had never had anything to do with any of them.

There are so many variables in living a new life, and Feng Ao has been prepared to face everything.

But... have an impulse to a man's body?

Feng Ao pulled his lips coldly, but it was just a momentary illusion. Perhaps, he should find someone to dissipate the excess energy in his body so that he can clear his mind.

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