Chapter Thirty-Three: Continue to be responsible to the end!
A strange sense of crisis suddenly rushed towards him, and Daniel stared at him with some disgust: "What on earth do you want to say?"
"Take care of me, it's that simple, and it starts from this second!" Charles smiled proudly.
Daniel turned around and left with a dark face, saying: "It's getting late, rest!"
Unexpectedly, he had just taken one step, and Charles immediately grabbed his wrist quickly and forcefully pulled him onto the bed.
Daniel was caught off guard and fell down next to him. Charles quickly used his feet to press down on his waist, forcing him to sleep beside him.
Daniel struggled and growled: "What the hell are you doing?"
Charles used one hand and one foot to tightly restrain Daniel in his arms. While suppressing Daniel's movements, he gasped in pain and said, "What if you keep moving like this? What if you crack my wound?"
manage?"
As soon as this was said, it really worked.
Daniel immediately stopped struggling and glared at Charles' handsome face so close with hatred, saying angrily: "If you don't want to die, let me go right now!"
"I'm tired!" Ignoring Daniel's repeated threats, Charles adjusted his sleeping position, yawned lazily, and said tiredly, "Good night!"
Daniel was restrained in his arms and couldn't move. He struggled twice again and said viciously: "Do you want two grown men to hug each other and sleep like this all night?"
"..."
The man beside him closed his eyes quietly, and soon, the sounds of steady and even breathing reached Daniel's ears.
Daniel's face turned red with anger, his heart was beating wildly, he almost went crazy and gritted his teeth and cursed: "Don't pretend to be asleep for me."
"..."
The sound of breathing continued to echo in Daniel's ears, one after another, warm and calm.
It was the first time Daniel had slept in the same bed with someone since he was sensible. The breathing, body temperature, and heartbeat of the person beside him were all within reach.
This feeling of being trapped in someone's arms, but still able to lie on the bed and sleep freely, and the sleeping position didn't feel awkward at all, made Daniel suddenly feel hesitant.
He seemed to have no objection from the bottom of his heart to being held in Charles' arms and sleeping like this.
Charles slept deeply, and his face regained some color and calmness.
He seems really exhausted...
He quietly stared at the face of the man in front of him, as if the other man's gentle breathing and breath were like a basin of warm water, extinguishing all the anger that had suddenly ignited in him.
After giving up struggling and getting rid of, he seemed a little shaken.
After being held in Charles's arms for a while, a wave of tiredness swept over him, derived from the fatigue accumulated throughout the day.
He reluctantly freed up a hand, reached to the head of the bed, and gently and slowly turned the light of the bedside lamp to the minimum.
The bright room slowly darkened.
It was late at night, and the ink-black sky was filled with beautiful and gorgeous stars.
The hazy moonlight like silver gauze quietly shines into the bedroom through the window lattice, blending with the dim yellow light in the bedroom.
The atmosphere calmed down quietly as the night got deeper and deeper.
Accompanied by two ups and downs but steady and even breathing sounds, this night looks very beautiful and pleasant...
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The early morning sunlight passed through the glass through the gaps in the leaves and fell on the mahogany floor.
Birds were chirping loudly on the branches.
The leaves are rustling.
The sounds of children laughing and playing outside the house could be heard far and near.
The sunlight on the ground is fragmented, as bright as a broken diamond.
The soft big bed was very messy. A man in a white suit lay on his side on the bed with his head pressed against the quilt. His elegant face and haughty chin showed some light cyan stubble after a night's sleep.
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He was sleeping peacefully, as if he hadn't realized yet that someone he found disgusting was slowly approaching the bed.
A dangerous aura enveloped him intensely, getting closer and closer to his face.
Suddenly, he opened his eyes with a loud "Huo" sound. Before he could clearly see the object approaching in front of him, he instinctively bent his legs and kicked it out hard.
"ah--!!"
A cry of pain echoed.
Daniel swept away his sleepiness and suddenly jumped up from the bed. As he kicked his legs, he flipped back nimbly and knelt down on the bed smoothly and smoothly, assuming a ready posture.
"Shit——!" A curse mixed with a grunt of pain came from under the bed. After a while, a man rubbed his chest, climbed up from the ground to the bed with difficulty, and shouted with a bitter look on his face, "One
Why are you so crazy so early in the morning?"
After taking a closer look, he saw that the man he innocently kicked and then sat on the bed to complain was actually Charles.
Daniel immediately relaxed, glanced at him angrily and asked, "You asked for it! Why did you come into my room so early in the morning?"
"Damn! Did you see clearly that this is your room? I didn't complain about you acting up in my room early in the morning, but you questioned me instead!"
Charles didn't dare to rub his chest too hard. Because of Daniel's kick, the wound on his left shoulder that had just been stitched up last night seemed to be a little open.
He frowned in pain and stared back at Daniel with the same sullen expression.
After he said this, Daniel was startled. It seemed that for a moment, he remembered the scenes from last night.
That's right...
Last night he helped Charles heal his injuries...
He had an argument with Charles last night...
Last night he and Charles...slept...
Suddenly, two strange blushes appeared on Daniel's cheeks. His eyes flickered twice unnaturally, and he muttered vaguely: "Sorry, I was too nervous and guarded at the moment."
Charles glared at him angrily, continued to rub his chest, and complained repeatedly: "I originally planned to wake you up, but I didn't know that it would be a thankless task. I treat my kindness like a donkey's liver and lungs!"
Daniel raised his eyebrows, pursed his lips and nodded in agreement, then got out of bed and quickly walked out of Charles' bedroom and returned to his own room.
The sound of "gurgling" water came leisurely from the bathroom.
After washing up, Daniel was ready to change his clothes and take a shower. What happened last night was so sudden that he went to bed without even taking a shower or changing his clothes.
Even he himself couldn't believe that he, who had a mysophobia, could stay in such a state and sleep with Charles for one night.
Maybe after being in contact with Charles for a long time, some of his long-term habits have slowly changed without him realizing it. Is this a good thing or a bad thing?
While thinking about something, he took off his white suit shirt.
Just as he was halfway taking off his pants, a harsh scream of pain suddenly entered the bathroom.
He was suddenly startled, immediately put on his pants, opened the door and rushed towards the direction of the sound.
Unexpectedly, the sound came from Charles's bedroom and bathroom.
The heat rushed towards my face.
Steam was boiling in the bathroom.
The orange-yellow light shone down, making the bathroom hazy.
Charles stood naked in front of the bathtub, grinning and screaming in pain.
In blurry vision.
The tight honey-colored skin, the graceful and well-proportioned body lines, Charles' figure and even a certain key point were all clearly visible under Daniel's eyes.
Daniel's face suddenly turned blue, and he stood at the door and asked in a low voice with a sullen look on his face: "What's wrong?"
Charles pressed the wound on his left shoulder, looked at Daniel outside the door pitifully, and muttered: "The wound seems to be open. I can't use my left hand, and I can't even take a shower."
Daniel walked over and tried to keep his eyes entirely on Charles's upper body.
With a trace of blush on his face, he leaned on Charles' shoulder and took a closer look with some embarrassment.
Indeed, the white gauze has been half soaked with blood. In this case, the wound should not be touched in any way or exposed to water, otherwise it will only start to become inflamed and suppurative.
He took a deep breath, looked at Charles' face through the flowing mist, and said expressionlessly: "If you really can't take a shower, just wipe yourself casually, and I will help you treat the wound after you come out.
"
After saying that, he couldn't wait to turn around and leave.
But Charles hurriedly grabbed his wrist with his right hand and said with a wicked smile: "I will die if I don't take a shower. Otherwise, will you help me wash it?"
"What?" Daniel whispered in shock, and then his face became even more ugly, "Is there anything wrong with your brain?"
"Didn't I say it last night? I was hurt because of you, and you have to take full responsibility no matter what you say?" Staring at Daniel's livid face with a playful smile, Charles immediately stepped into the bathtub and grabbed hold of him forcefully.
Daniel wouldn't let him go.
Daniel shook his hand twice but couldn't get out of Charles' grasp. He cursed angrily: "I'm not your nanny, and you're not a baby. Why do I have to help you bathe?"
"Stop talking nonsense, okay? I'm freezing to death! If I get sick and develop a high fever, causing the wound to become seriously worse, can you bear the responsibility?" Sitting in the bathtub, the water in the bathtub "gushed" for a while.
The sound, mixed with Charles's slightly angry voice, reached Daniel's ears clearly and clearly.
Faced with Charles's aggressiveness, Daniel gritted his teeth in anger.
But when he saw that the area of the gauze on Charles's wound that was soaked in blood was getting larger and larger, he was undoubtedly defeated...
Half-crouching in front of the bathtub, Daniel had an annoyed expression on his face, then grabbed the bath ball next to the bathtub, squeezed some shower gel on it, and reluctantly started to rub Charles' back.
Maybe it was the first time he had done something like this that made him feel so embarrassed and angry that he couldn't control the strength of his hands. He rubbed Charles' back hard like a washboard again and again.
Charles gasped in pain and said in pain: "My shoulder is already injured, do you still want my back to be bruised? Be gentle!"
Daniel angrily threw the bath ball in his hand into the bathtub and cursed angrily: "If you want me to wash it, stop talking nonsense. If you are not satisfied, just wash it yourself!"
After he finished speaking, he stood up immediately.
Charles hurriedly pulled him back and patted him with a smile: "I didn't say anything to you. I like it when you rub my back. It makes me feel comfortable and feels good. Just keep going. Don't be like me."