"Of course it is." Xie Wang glanced at his reddened wrist, his tone even more annoyed: "It's all red, go see a doctor."
Seeing his worry, Ling Shuangjiang gently reassured him, "It's really nothing. It's just my constitution. I don't need to see a doctor."
Xie Wang didn't say anything this time. Before leaving, he gave Cheng Jia a displeased look with a hint of warning, and finally gently took Ling Shuangjiang's wrist: "Let's go together from now on. I'll protect you so you won't be targeted."
"you!"
Watching the two figures walk away, Cheng Jia muttered, "Why are you being so fierce? Do you really think you're some kind of domineering CEO?"
Chyi Yu, standing beside him, said, "You were the one who made a mistake; your behavior was excessive."
Cheng Jia's eyes darted around, and she looked up at Qi Yu with a smile, saying, "You don't know until you compare. Brother Qi is really gentle and has no airs at all."
Seeing Cheng Jia's deliberately ingratiating manner, Wen Ai looked at Qi Yu with a strange expression and gently pulled her arm, saying, "Let's go."
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In the corridor, Xie Wang held Ling Shuangjiang's wrist the whole time, carefully helping him analyze the clues on the remaining cards.
But his expression remained displeased, and Ling Shuangjiang could tell that it wasn't just because of Cheng Jia; there must be other reasons as well.
The two stood together, with an 11-centimeter height difference. When Ling Shuangjiang looked at Xie Wang, she had to slightly raise her head.
From his perspective, Xie Wang's profile was exceptionally clear, exuding a cold and aloof air.
He was still pondering the meaning behind Xie Wang's words.
It could be acting on impulse, or it could be partly sincere; in any case, Xie Wang must have placed him in a slightly more important position.
The touch on his wrist felt very real. Because of his height, Xie Wang's palm was large and warm, and holding it made me feel very secure.
“If you don’t want to see a doctor, come back to your room and I’ll spray some medicine on it for you.” Xie Wang’s deep voice came from beside my ear. “I always felt that your condition was quite serious.”
This time, Ling Shuangjiang didn't refuse, and smiled brightly at Xie Wang: "Okay, thank you."
This smile startled Xie Wang, who pretended to be angry: "Why are you thanking me? If you really want to thank me, just stop trying to get independent all the time."
really.
Another reason Xie Wang was angry was his own insistence on going his own way.
Ling Shuangjiang smiled faintly: "Fine, I won't be independent anymore."
Xie Wang said with satisfaction, "Hmm, good boy."
This unexpected behavior not only made Ling Shuangjiang's heart flutter, but also drove the entire online comment section crazy.
[After all that fuss, are the two brothers arguing?]
[It wasn't really an argument; it was clearly just the fourth male sulking.]
[Shuangjiang didn't want to go with him earlier, she must be angry.]
[Tsk tsk tsk, it really sounds like a young couple arguing.]
Tonight's recording was about to end, and with Xie Wang's help, Ling Shuangjiang finally cracked two more clue cards. When he entered the flowerbed with the gem, Xie Wang simply stood at the entrance and didn't follow. To cover for Ling Shuangjiang, the production team only announced the real-time score after the two had left.
This time, Xie Wang and Shen Ke each lost two points.
In the final summary, three guests were awarded the right to travel to the island: Xie Wang, Ling Shuangjiang, and Qi Yu.
Huang Shan joked, "It's such a pity about the spots, since Shuangjiang and Lou will choose each other, so only four people can go in the end."
Upon hearing this, Xie Wang did not refute it, but instead nodded in agreement.
This scene amused Ling Shuangjiang. When he looked up, he noticed that Chen Ying was staring at Xie Wang, seemingly very interested in him.
An inexplicable emotion welled up inside Ling Shuangjiang, and she began to fall into a strange cycle once again.
On one hand, his rationality told him that Xie Wang was straight and wouldn't like a gay man; on the other hand, his emotions told him that maybe he could give it a try, because Xie Wang was really good to him.
Feelings shouldn't be taken lightly. What if we give it a try? Ling Shuangjiang remained conflicted like this until she went to sleep.
Before he fell asleep, there was a knock on his door.
Xie Wang stood at the door carrying a first-aid kit for treating sprains and bruises. "How's your wrist? I got some medicine from the production team."
Ling Shuangjiang's brows softened at Xie Wang's concern, and she raised her wrist and shook it: "The red mark has disappeared."
Xie Wang looked him over carefully, and after confirming that he was alright, he pressed his temples with his fingers: "Go to sleep, I'm leaving."
"Wait a minute." Ling Shuangjiang called out to him, her relaxed brows furrowing slightly. "You don't look well. Is your head bothering you?"
Xie Wang said casually, "It's an old problem, a tension headache. It'll be fine after a good night's sleep."
Ling Shuangjiang: "Did you bring the medicine?"
Xie Wang shook his head: "It's not good to take painkillers all the time. Just get more rest."
The door was slammed shut, and Ling Shuangjiang hesitated for a moment before calling out to him, "I know how to massage, do you need me to rub your head?"
Xie Wang stopped and turned to look at him.
Ling Shuangjiang initially thought Xie Wang would refuse, so she explained further, "My technique is very professional, you don't need to—"
Before he could finish speaking, Xie Wang raised an eyebrow slightly: "Little masseuse, thank you for your hard work."
Ling Shuangjiang lowered her eyes: "Yes, it's nothing."
After entering the room, Xie Wang lazily asked, "What do I need to do?"
Ling Shuangjiang glanced at the furnishings in the room and hesitated before saying, "You need to rest your head on my lap."
Xie Wang responded and looked down at the bed: "Then let's get into bed."
The last two words made Ling Shuangjiang blush.
"Hmm, you're too tall. You can't stretch your legs out on the sofa, it'll be uncomfortable. Let's go to the bed instead."
As Ling Shuangjiang sat on Xie Wang's bed, she kept telling herself not to have any impure thoughts, but when she smelled Xie Wang's scent on the quilt, she unconsciously tensed up and her fingers went limp.
Once Ling Shuangjiang had adjusted to a comfortable position, Xie Wang moved closer to him and rested his head on Ling Shuangjiang's legs.
He opened his eyes slightly, focusing intently on Ling Shuangjiang.
Ling Shuangjiang's legs were very weak.
His head seemed to touch Ling Shuangjiang's lower abdomen.
It's also very soft.
He was very curious; they were all boys, so why was Ling Shuangjiang so soft all over?
"Where does your head hurt? Point to the spot." Ling Shuangjiang smiled, forcing herself to focus on the acupoints, her attitude serious and proper.
Xie Wang said softly, "The left side hurts."
Ling Shuangjiang nodded: "Leave it to me."
Headaches were a chronic problem for Lin Yinci. Back in junior high school, when Ling Shuang was reborn as Lin Yinci, she often followed the old Chinese medicine doctor next door to learn acupressure massage, which greatly improved Lin Yinci's pain.
When massaging Xie Wang, his technique was moderate in pressure, and each acupoint was stimulated, making Xie Wang feel relaxed and comfortable, and his nerves were less tense.
Xie Wang kept his eyes open, staring at Ling Shuangjiang.
After a long silence, he said, "This is the first time I've seen you from this angle."
Ling Shuangjiang tried her best to keep her breathing steady: "Um, do you have any thoughts?"
Xie Wang: "You don't have a double chin."
Ling Shuangjiang suddenly regretted discussing this issue with Xie Wang for a minute.
Seeing that Ling Shuangjiang was ignoring him, Xie Wang persisted and asked, "Your eyebrows are very beautiful. Do you trim them often?"
Ling Shuangjiang: "I won't fix it."
Xie Wang suddenly realized: "So she is naturally beautiful."
Ling Shuangjiang smiled helplessly: "Thank you for your evaluation."
Xie Wang stared at his nose: "Your fingers are beautiful, your massage techniques are good, and you can even draw. How come you can do everything?"
Ling Shuangjiang smiled and said, "You always praise me. There are many things I don't know how to do, like riding a horse."
Xie Wang chuckled, "This is nothing, you'll learn it in no time." His gaze fell on Ling Shuangjiang's eyes again, and he murmured, "But you're too beautiful, there's one thing that's not good."
Ling Shuangjiang became interested: "What's wrong with it?"
Xie Wang's tone suddenly turned serious: "That makes it easy for others to have designs on you."
Ling Shuangjiang chuckled twice, raised an eyebrow, and said, "It doesn't matter if I'm being targeted, I just won't take the bait."
Xie Wang thought for a moment, then adjusted his position with his head resting on Ling Shuangjiang's legs, and touched Ling Shuangjiang's soft belly with his head.
With a serious expression, he commented, "But I think you still need to keep your eyes open and not be fooled by people of bad character or with poor conditions. After all, our Xiaoshuangjiang can do everything."
"Yes, I will keep your reminder in mind." Ling Shuangjiang smiled, concealing the complex emotions in her eyes.
Suddenly, Xie Wang grabbed his wrist: "If I were a girl, I would marry you. With your qualities, in my current understanding, only I am worthy of you."
Author's Note:
I'd like a nutrient solution~ Feel free to take this book if you like it~
Chapter 11 Xie Wang's identity is revealed
Upon hearing this, Ling Shuangjiang was suddenly stunned.
The warmth on his wrist continued to wash over him. He stared at Xie Wangqing's cold and serious eyes for a moment, then lowered his gaze and said, "Thank you for your recognition, but unfortunately, you are not a girl."
Xie Wang released him and said after a while, "It's okay, we can be good friends, it's fate."
Ling Shuangjiang smiled faintly and continued what she was doing, this time without saying a word.
Xie Wang looked at him and, seeing that he was in low spirits, said, "I'm not a casual person who can become friends with just anyone."
"Is that so?" Ling Shuangjiang's fingers moved lightly, as if deep in thought. "You business people should be better at making friends, right?"
Xie Wang frowned: "You mean superficial friends with vested interests, but we are not."
Ling Shuangjiang countered, "Then what are we?"
Xie Wang paused for a moment, then said, "A friendship between gentlemen."