Dressed as a sickly villain and survived by farming

"..." Zhao Huai said, "I have a fever. Do you want me to treat it, Sui'an?"

The burnt words were bitten very hard, and I was afraid that he would be like Duan Rongshu and say something that couldn't be said in detail.

Duan Rongshu pinched two chest muscles, "It's dead, let's bury it."

Zhao Huai looked aggrieved, and kept looking at him with small eyes, but Duan Rongshu interrupted in time, "Is it over?"

"It's over, the damage is not serious, and people have been sent to help."

Duan Rongshu rubbed the gray in Zhao Huai's eyes with his fingertips, "Why don't you sleep a little longer?"

"Miss you."

Before he had time to be touched, Zhao Huai asked again, "How about burying me closer? I want to watch you every day."

Duan Rongshu, "..."

Late stage of love brain, bury it.

Several children in the courtyard were rolling small snowballs, preparing to press the big snowball on their heads, having a great time.

Duan Rongshu looked at an ellipse, a cube, and an irregular object, lost in thought.

Seeing that they were really happy, he didn't say anything, and dragged Zhao Huai into the main courtyard.

Zhao Huai was pulled into the room with a smile on his face. Uncle Liu glanced at it and then turned his head away, concentrating on arranging for people to clean the yard, winking from time to time as if he couldn't help it.

how to say?It was so rippling that it hurt his eyes.

The house was much warmer, Zhao Huai called someone to fetch a basin of hot water, wash hands and face for Duan Rongshu, to drive away the cold air.

Duan Rongshu sat on the couch and soaked his feet, while Zhao Huai wiped his face with facial oil.

"Come on, apply incense."

Duan Rongshu burst out laughing, "You are so cute when you say double words."

Due to years of martial arts practice, Zhao Huai had calluses on his fingers. He always felt that he would hurt Duan Rongshu's fair and tender face, so he wiped it off carefully.

Duan Rongshu's hands were messed up on his face, "Okay."

Zhao Huai, "..."

It wasn't like that when you wiped your face.

Duan Rongshu blinked, "You're too slow."

Zhao Huai explained, "I'm afraid my rough hands will hurt you."

Duan Rongshu snorted, "Then why aren't you afraid when you start your hands and feet? It's like being anxious."

Zhao Huai dug out some more and wiped his hands, "You didn't complain about pain at that time."

Duan Rongshu slapped Zhao Huai's hand in spite of himself. No matter how it sounds, Duan Rongshu's words are not serious.

"What's wrong?"

Duan Rongshu, "..."

It was that innocent look again.

"It's okay." After saying that, he must bite him back for being dishonest, and slander Zhao Huai, a little white flower.

Zhao Huai's current service is simply inferior to Yuan Gui's. He does everything by himself, and he doesn't like to let others get close to Duan Rongshu, so Duan Rongshu just lets him go. but.

After Zhao Huai wiped Duan Rongshu's feet dry, he stroked his reddened feet, causing Duan Rongshu to tremble and couldn't help but shrink back.

"You wash up quickly, and sleep for a while after washing."

Zhao Huai let out a hum, then set everything up like double speed, and climbed into Duan Rongshu's bed.

After getting into bed, Zhao Huai put his feet hidden under the quilt on his legs, and then massaged Duan Rongshu professionally.

Duan Rongshu's calf rubbed against his thigh twice, and asked, "Didn't you sleep? Why does it feel like I'm sleeping now?"

Zhao Huai, "press and sleep together."

In order for Duan Rongshu's leg to get better as soon as possible, he has been pressing it for some time. Although he doesn't know if it is effective, it is good to touch it twice.

Duan Rongshu didn't know what he was thinking, so he started humming in comfort.

Zhao Huai suddenly lost the importance of his hands, he didn't know what acupuncture point was pressed, and Duan Rongshu exclaimed, "Take it easy, it hurts."

Zhao Huai stopped what he was doing, put his whole body over Duan Rongshu, and asked in a hoarse voice, "Sui'an, are you taking a medicinal bath today?"

Duan Rongshu hummed indifferently. Zhao Huai didn't know that he was going to take a medicinal bath the next day.

Zhao Huai moved closer, "Sui'an, my hands are rough."

Duan Rongshu didn't dodge the warm breath hitting his face, and asked lazily, "Well, what's wrong?"

Zhao Huai was waiting for this sentence, "I have rough hands, so I can give you a bath."

Duan Rongshu chuckled, he thought it was something, "But you don't need to take a bath in the medicated bath, your hands seem to be skinning me."

It is better to say that he wants to tear him down and eat him.

Zhao Huai's whole body was on Duan Rongshu's body, and he kept rubbing his head, "But you were very comfortable before, and you would hum when you touched your back."

Duan Rongshu couldn't cover his mouth even if he wanted to, so he could only say helplessly, "You're going to crush me to death."

Zhao Huai stood up, "Sui An~"

Duan Rongshu covered his mouth, "Hey, I know you're going to get agitated, go to sleep before that, iron-eating beast."

"..." Zhao Huai had no choice but to catch up on sleep honestly.

When she slept, she didn't forget to hold Duan Rongshu in her arms, only showing her head.

Duan Rongshu, "..."

Being locked in Zhao Huai's arms without moving, Duan Rongshu felt that this was the main reason why he was afraid of marriage.

Why do you have to sleep together when you get married? Who gets married and sleeps like a zombie, stiff and unable to move?

Duan Rongshu moved his arm slightly, Zhao Huai let go a little, and then hugged him tightly again, as if his love was stronger than that of Jin Jiansuo.

Duan Rongshu began to think about the feasibility of sleeping in separate beds after marriage. This winter is okay, how will he live in summer?

Zhao Huai's bedroom is big, two beds are more than enough, there is no need for upper and lower bunks, otherwise Duan Rongshu would have to think about who will sleep on the upper bunk.

Thinking about it, he fell asleep, and when he woke up, he was awakened by rubbing.

Duan Rongshu frowned, and called out to Zhao Huai impatiently, "Zhao Qingyan, your skin is itchy, right?"

Zhao Huai hugged him tightly from behind, and whispered in his ear aggrievedly, "Sui'an, I can't help being excited..."

"..." Duan Rongshu, "I'll tell you something, let's sleep in separate beds after we get married."

Zhao Huai paused and said, "Why?!"

Duan Rongshu yawned, "Not to mention whether I can roll on the bed or not, I can't even move because of your hug."

Zhao Huai made a sincere suggestion, "You can move enough before going to bed, and you don't need to move when you are sleeping peacefully."

Duan Rongshu, "...the idea is very good, don't think about it next time."

In the end, he was beaten to the point of being helpless, and Duan Rongshu once again indulged Zhao Huai.

When he came out, a road had been cleared in the yard, and the snow piled up beside him. Duan Rongshu was pushed out by Zhao Huai while sitting in a wheelchair.

Zhao Huai also put on Duan Rongshu's wasted sweater, which had many big holes, and he couldn't catch fish. He wanted to take off his coat to expose it, but was ruthlessly suppressed by Duan Rongshu.

"You go out and beg for food more than others."

He thought it was embarrassing but not Zhao Huai, and kept grinning.

Duan Rongshu got angry when he saw the smile on Zhao Huai's face, grabbed a handful of snow and threw it at Zhao Huai.

Zhao Huai was not angry when he was sprinkled all over by snowballs that didn't form a ball. Instead, he smiled and wiped Duan Rongshu's hands, "I was wrong, next time... I have to do it."

Duan Rongshu rolled his eyes, then looked at the big snowman in the courtyard.

Three heads, each with its own strangeness, grow on one body at the same time.

"..."