Xia jingnian's heart was slightly surprised, knowing that he was suffering from a disease, his tone also softened a little, "ah Heng, you are full of sea water, very uncomfortable? Take a shower and change your clothes. I'll take qinger to the infirmary for the doctor to check on it... "

Gong Heng impatiently interrupted his words: "don't chirp askew, you haven't been on her, have you?"? Do you think I don't know, you don't even want to play with one of your girlfriends these years? She was pregnant in those days. Now, what reason do you not touch her? Don't tell me you can't help it, or will you keep her until she is willing to go to bed with you? Don't be silly. Do you think there will be such a day? This guy just owes shit. I think he'll be honest if he just fucks up. "

His tone of voice is very bad, listen to Xia jingnian also can't help frowning.

Xia Jing sighed: "you go to have a bath."

Gong Heng glared at him, "I'm talking to you. Don't think I'm joking."

Xia jingnian said, "you are sick."

"You are sick."

Gong Heng scolded him, reached out and grabbed Tang Qing, who was unconscious on the ship's armour, and dragged people into the cabin as if holding a bag.

Xia jingnian looked at his action which was almost in a state of exasperation. He frowned a little discontentedly and followed him in.

Gong Heng didn't take her back to the guest room, but took her to his room.

Looking at Xia jingnian's coming in, Gong Heng asked, "do you want to come with me?"

Xia jingnian knew that he was angry. At the moment, he could not hear anyone's words. He shook his head helplessly and pointed to the sofa in the room: "I'll sit here and have a look."

Gong Heng slightly picked the eyebrow, slightly pondered and satirized and asked, "when did you have such abnormal interest?"

Xia jingnian had nothing to say about his appearance. He sighed and dragged his wet clothes to the sofa and sat down.

Gong Heng also ignored him, directly holding Tang into the bathroom.

Soon, the sound of the shower came from the bathroom. Xia jingnian leaned on the back of the sofa, slowly closed his eyes and listened to the sound of water dripping in the bathroom. After all, he was also a mature man. Facing the body of a lover separated by a wall, he could not have any feeling or imagination.

But he is a doctor, must be more than ordinary people to know how to control, endurance is also more than Gong Heng.

He touched a cigarette from Gong Heng's tea table, lit it and took a puff. The strong smell of smoke filled his mouth, which made him calm down slowly.

The sound of the shower in the bathroom is still going on. I don't know whether Gong Heng is really putting people in the bathroom, but once thinking in this direction, even the continuous sound of water has been infected with some ambiguity.

The air gradually became dense and fragrant after bathing. When Xia jingnian smoked half a pack of cigarettes alone, Gong Heng finally came out of the bathroom with Tang Qing in his arms.

He had a bath towel around his waist, his body was clean and clean, and there were constant drops of water rolling down his neck. The burn marks, once he took off his clothes, were very ferocious and obvious.

Xia jingnian looked at his scars, and he saw that eight years ago in the sea of fire, Gong Heng knelt down on the ground in despair, tightly guarding Tang Qing's piece of cloth. He jumped gently in his heart, and the ash piled up on his fingertips fell down, which made him recover from his memories.