Although Grayson Ding is an upright man, he really doesn't like to do things with others. In a traffic accident, the telephone pole was more seriously injured than him, but he still had to do this and that, groaning for no reason early in the morning.
Caleb Ji served tea and water. What could he do if he was in love with such a person? With a basin of hot water and three ounces of ointment, he wanted to wash Grayson Ding's face and change his dressing. After removing the gauze from his forehead layer by layer, he said in surprise: "What kind of person are you? You can only put a Band-Aid on it and bandage it."
Grayson Ding leaned against the bedside and let the other party do whatever he wanted. Caleb Ji hadn't finished complaining yet: "Forget about scaring me, what's wrong with Master and Master?" He tore off the band-aid and pressed it directly on his forehead, "Look up and wipe your neck too."
Grayson Ding unbuttoned the two buttons, stretched his neck and closed his eyes, waiting to be scrubbed. The hot towel touched his skin, making it wet and hot, with just the right amount of force. It was very light from the chin to the collarbone and Adam's apple, making his neck itchy. Caleb Ji's breath was close to his ears, which also made his ears itchy.
He suddenly opened his eyes, raised his hand to hold the other person's forearm, rubbed it with his fingertips, and looked at him eagerly. Caleb Ji made him feel uncomfortable. He held a towel and pressed it against his chest. He felt the pain and asked, "Why did you buy me a suit?"
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