Dr. Lin, you hurt me.

Chapter 130 I'm not asking you to hold my waist

Zhang Yan's elegance comes from his delicate facial features. The female imperial consorts in ancient times should have looked like this, with a heroic spirit revealed in his delicate eyebrows and eyes.

However, at certain unintentional moments, the coquettish side beneath the mask of the family successor was revealed.

Although Zhang Yan is indeed a little bit spoiled in certain things at certain times, he is not effeminate at all.

Whose little girl has a muscular body?

It’s not the King Kong Barbie Nezha in the joke.

The beauty comes out of the bath. At first glance, it seems that she is a woman dressed as a man. Only after a closer look can it be confirmed that she is a man. Even after adulthood, she still looks like a boy. How cute must she have been when she was a child.

But Zhang Yan seemed to be very shy about his childhood. When they were in the countryside, Aunt Qinfen also talked about Lin Feng's childhood, but Zhang Yan never participated in the discussion about this.

Raymond Lam’s childhood, a few short years, healed his painful teenage years and busy adulthood.

In fact, Raymond Lam was not very willing to talk about his childhood, and he had little interest in this part of the conversation at the time. He just echoed the elders' sentiments about the past.

On the contrary, Subodh and Aunt Qinfen have a lot in common in this regard. From their childhood mischief to their rebelliousness in adolescence, to their current urging for marriage, it feels like they can talk for three days and three nights.

Indeed, Su Boding and Aunt Qinfen were talking about this topic during those days. As a result, Su Boding had several dishes and cakes that he liked.

At that time, Lin Feng did not notice that Zhang Yan had not participated in this part of the conversation. Thinking about it now, it seems a little unreasonable.

Not only did Zhang Yan not participate in this topic, he even avoided it.

Zhang Yan has a very good attitude towards children. No matter whether it is Xuanxuan, whom he met by chance in the hospital, or Xiaobao, he always speaks softly and dotes on them. He is also willing to set up a foundation exclusively for children.

Even to the adult Zhang Lingbei, he was still very doting and they were very close in playing and fighting with each other.

At this time, Lin Feng guessed that childhood might be a taboo topic for Zhang Yan, just like he was reluctant to talk about his adolescence.

Happy people are all alike, but unhappy people's experiences are very different.

Most of the worries of the poor are because they have no money. The worries of the rich are definitely not because of money, but because of the infinite possibilities other than money. After all, the rich have their own worries, which ordinary people cannot understand or experience.

Lin Feng took a cold shower for a long time and thought about a lot of things. Fortunately, he was in good health. Taking a cold shower in the middle of the night when the dew was heavy would usually cause frostbite.

Lin Feng took out a new set of pajamas from the closet and put them on. He rummaged in the bedside table, took out a sleeping pill from the deep inside, took half a pill, and lay on the bed waiting for sleep to come.

Even after taking sleeping pills, Raymond Lam had a dream all night and was finally awakened by the shock. He only remembered the last scene:

Zhang Yan was wearing a beautiful dress and lots of jewels. She was very beautiful, like a beautiful lady with a round figure and a round body.

Zhang Yan held an embroidered handkerchief in his hand. Lin Feng remembered it clearly. It was a pattern of fish playing among lotus leaves. Zhang Yan waved the handkerchief with one hand and put the other hand on Lin Feng's shoulder, half leaning on Lin Feng. Her whole body seemed to have no bones and was very soft.

"Handsome guy, you haven't been here for a long time. Come to my room and sit for a while today. Please come and visit me often in the future." Zhang Yan said as he moved closer to Lin Feng's neck, his breath hitting Lin Feng's skin.

He even stuck out the tip of his tongue and touched it.

Just this one time, Lin Feng was frightened awake.

I've been woken up by dreams too often recently.

Lin Feng opened his eyes and looked at the ceiling of his bedroom, with only this one thought in his mind.

As for Zhang Yan in women's clothing, she was probably the most beautiful person Lin Feng had ever seen or dreamed of in his short life.

Dreams are outrageous, absurd and illogical.

As for why Zhang Yan in the dream was wearing women's clothes, it was not important to Lin Feng. What was important was that he was about to be late for work and had no time to recall the dream in detail.

Even so, Lin Feng still went to Zhang Yan's house opposite when he went out.

Lin Feng first pressed the doorbell, then entered the password to enter.

As soon as I walked into the living room, I heard someone shouting, "Zhang Yan, are you up?"

After waiting for two seconds, Zhang Yan's vague voice came, "I'm awake. I'm in the bedroom. Come in."

It's the sound of someone who hasn't woken up yet.

Sure enough, when Lin Feng walked into the bedroom, he saw Zhang Yan pulling the quilt over his head and covering his entire body with the quilt.

Lin Feng followed Zhang Yan's force and slowly lifted the quilt, "Did I wake you up?"

"Hmm..." Zhang Yan turned over, still without opening his eyes, and just muttered softly, "You can just come in, why ring the doorbell..."

Lin Feng didn't expect that Zhang Yan's sleep was such a light one. He was woken up by just the doorbell. Lin Feng thought that he was woken up by the noise he made after entering the room.

"I'm sorry for waking you up. I was afraid there might be other people at home. If I came in rashly, I might scare them and cause unnecessary misunderstandings."

Lin Feng didn't care about Zhang Yan's reaction. He moved him from the middle of the bed to the edge of the bed and picked him up.

Zhang Yan, who was half asleep, was awakened by the sudden feeling of weightlessness. "What are you doing?"

"Take you to the toilet."

Zhang Yan glanced at the time displayed on the alarm clock on the bedside. It was a little early, but not too early. But they stayed up very late yesterday. In total, Lin Feng only slept for six hours. How could he be so energetic?

"Don't worry about me. Aunt Liu will come to make breakfast for me later, and Xiao Tang will come to pick me up. Go to work, you're going to be late."

"So do you want Aunt Liu to help you go to the toilet, or do you want to hold it in until Xiao Tang comes?"

Lin Feng ignored Zhang Yan's refusal and directly carried Zhang Yan to the toilet.

Both psychologically and physically, Zhang Yan feels that his current state is pretty good.

Lin Feng is a doctor, so patients have no physical privacy in front of him. He has seen and touched them several times anyway.

This kind of thing only happens zero times and countless times. Accepting it calmly is more useful than any futile struggle, at least it is useful in terms of psychological comfort.

Zhang Yan sat on the toilet with messy hair and dark circles under his eyes, allowing Lin Feng to take off his pants. Lin Feng's technique was very professional and he didn't feel uncomfortable at all.

"Hold on."

When Zhang Yan heard Lin Feng asking him to support him, he regained some consciousness and quickly supported Lin Feng's waist and tried to stand up.

Just as he tried to stand up tremblingly, Lin Feng pushed him back down.

"I asked you to hold your pee, not my waist." Lin Feng looked at the time on the bracelet again, and it seemed that he was really going to be late.

I'm a little anxious, but I can't rush.