Dr. Lin, you hurt me.

Chapter 128 I Want to Touch

While Zhang Yan was drying himself, Lin Feng took out a hair dryer from the drawer with familiarity, gently untied the towel on Zhang Yan's head, and began to blow his hair.

My hair has grown longer recently. It’s no longer a kiwi-like haircut, nor a buzz cut. I have started to have a little bangs.

Lin Feng lowered his head, holding the hair dryer in one hand and fiddling with Zhang Yan's short hair with the other. Zhang Yan didn't move, just sat there and cooperated with Lin Feng's actions of blowing his hair.

The laces of Zhang Yan's bathrobe were not tied tightly, and the bathrobe hung loosely on Zhang Yan's body. As long as Lin Feng turned his head a little, he could see the collarbone, chest muscles, abdominal muscles, and then...

Lin Feng didn't dare to look at it for longer than once, otherwise he was afraid that he and Zhang Yan would not be able to leave the bathroom.

The scene was a bit awkward, and the only one who felt awkward was Raymond Lam.

Zhang Yan seemed to be a little itchy because of the breeze, so he pulled his collar open a little more, revealing his round shoulders, which were really white.

After drying Zhang Yan’s hair, Lin Feng put away the hair dryer and took a bottle of mouthwash for Zhang Yan.

Zhang Yan took a sip of mouthwash, gurgling it for a long time, and tugged at the corner of Lin Feng's clothes who was filling the bathtub.

When Lin Feng turned around, he saw Zhang Yan puffing his cheeks, making a "hmm" sound in his throat, and pointing at his mouth with one finger.

This person is so cute!

This was the first thought that came to Lin Feng’s mind.

Zhang Yan saw that Lin Feng had no reaction at all, he just looked at him stupidly, Zhang Yan puffed up his mouth and felt his cheeks hurt, like an angry pufferfish.

Zhang Yan could only pull Lin Feng's clothes again, this time directly pulling the collar of Lin Feng's pajamas on his chest.

Lin Feng, who hadn't recovered yet, staggered and almost lost his balance. He looked at Zhang Yan with a puzzled look.

"Why are you pulling me into this?" Lin Feng looked at Zhang Yan's face and asked Zhang Yan seriously.

If Lin Feng had not stood firmly just now, he would not only have fallen, but he might have also dragged Zhang Yan to the ground, and his legs would have been in tatters for the rest of his life.

Seeing that Lin Feng had finally come back to his senses, Zhang Yan turned his gaze back to his face, then pointed at the mouthwash and his own round mouth.

Only then did Lin Feng realize that Zhang Yan was about to spit out the mouthwash in his mouth, and he hurried to find a trash can, completely panicking.

Lin Feng was busy looking for a trash can and didn't notice that the first button on his collar had already opened when Zhang Yan pulled it just now.

Now when he lowered his head to look for something, he could see everything at a glance. At this time, Zhang Yan was no longer in a hurry, and his cheeks no longer hurt. He stared at the scenery in front of him.

Lin Feng finally found a trash can in the corner and placed it in front of Zhang Yan, saying sorry in a low voice, "I'm sorry, I was distracted and overlooked this matter just now."

"Distracted?" Zhang Yan immediately grasped the key words. "Lin Feng, why are you distracted?"

Why else? It's all because of you!

Lin Feng thought so in his heart, but he couldn't say it out loud, for he was afraid of scaring Zhang Yan.

"Oh, it's because of the work at the hospital tomorrow." Lin Feng couldn't find a reasonable reason, so he simply blamed it on work.

"Oh...our Doctor Lin loves his work so much...it's amazing that he can still think about work at this time."

Zhang Yan seemed to be praising Lin Feng's hardworking attitude, but Lin Feng felt something was wrong.

Even though he felt that Zhang Yan was being sarcastic, Lin Feng couldn't question him.

Lin Feng simply skipped the topic. It didn't matter whether it was true or not.

"I'll carry you back to the bedroom. Which bedroom is yours?" Lin Feng pretended to hug Zhang Yan.

"I... I haven't put on my underwear yet..." Although he and Lin Feng were the only two people at home, Zhang Yan still shyly reminded Lin Feng in a very low voice.

"You can wear the same thing in the bedroom later." As he spoke, Lin Feng had already picked up Zhang Yan.

Zhang Yan was only wrapped in a bathrobe, and except for his exposed shoulders, the rest of his body was wrapped tightly.

The person was already being held, and struggling was useless. Zhang Yan cooperated by wrapping his arms around Lin Feng's neck, so that both of them could save some energy and be more comfortable in the posture.

As soon as Lin Feng put the person on the bed, Zhang Yan hid under the quilt.

But he just hugged the quilt, which was pulled to his chin. Zhang Yan sat on the bed in this posture, watching Lin Feng help him pack the clothes in the suitcase.

Zhang Yan looked at it stupidly and completely forgot to remind Lin Feng that his house had more than just the few clothes in the suitcase, there were also several sets of pajamas in the cloakroom.

Lin Feng had his own method for doing this kind of thing. Before Zhang Yan could figure out what was going on, he saw Zhang Yan handing him a set of underwear and pajamas.

"Change your clothes and go to bed early." Lin Feng didn't say much. After handing the clothes to Zhang Yan, he continued to tidy up his clothes without even looking at Zhang Yan.

Lin Feng zipped up the suitcase, looked at the row of clothes on the stool at the end of the bed, and glanced around Zhang Yan's bedroom. He didn't see a closet. Was it a hidden built-in type or outside the bedroom?

"Where are the clothes?" Lin Feng asked.

Zhang Yan was hiding under the quilt, changing into pajamas. He was busy for a while but still couldn't change. It was just a matter of taking off all the clothes and then putting them on, but he made it so troublesome.

Still as hypocritical as ever.

Although, if Zhang Yan was naked now, Lin Feng would not dare to look at him any more. But it did not prevent Lin Feng from laughing at Young Master Zhang's hypocritical habit in his heart.

Zhang Yan wrapped his entire body tightly, with only his head sticking out. "Just leave it there, Aunt Liu will come and tidy it up tomorrow."

When Lin Feng heard this, the nameless fire in his heart suddenly shot up to the sky.

"Master, I'm almost done and you're just telling me what you were doing this morning?"

Zhang Yan thought, everyone was watching you being so capable, and it was really pleasing to watch when you were working, so I didn’t think about it for the moment.

This... seems like I can’t tell Lin Feng.

Seeing Zhang Yan remained silent for a long time, Lin Feng thought that he was sleepy and distracted, so he didn't intend to pursue the details with him. "So, where is your cloakroom?"

Zhang Yan stretched out a snow-white arm from under the quilt and pointed to a door on the wall. "The cloakroom is over there."

The arms are glowing white, with clear muscle lines and directions, making people want to touch them.