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Xiao Ming, who hung up the phone, turned his head and was startled!Yan Shu didn't know when she woke up, she was staring at him without blinking her bottomless dark eyes.

"Wake up, wake up?" Xiao Ming held back a sentence for a long time, "Well, can you wake me up?"

Yan Shu's dark eyes were still glued to Xiao Ming's face, and a hazy light and shadow gradually cast over his eyes, before sticking out his lips and saying:

"I want to kiss you."

With a "buzz", Xiao Ming stared dumbfounded, his mind went blank, and soon a blush slowly spread to his neck, "What, what?"

I don't know if it's because he just woke up, but President Yan is not the same as what he saw yesterday, he doesn't look domineering at all when lying on the bed, instead he looks like a pitiful pet, wagging his tail and begging his master love.

"You first, get up first." Xiao Ming swallowed, and pushed Yan Shu with the palm of his hand. Yan Shu not only didn't get up, but pressed down Xiao Ming's hand on his chest. ", "pounding", "pounding" heartbeat.

The man leaned close to Xiao Ming's ear and whispered, "Listen, even it is saying 'kiss', 'kiss', 'kiss'..."

The skin under the palm was hot, and the pounding heartbeat seemed to be calling for his "kiss", "kiss", Xiao Ming's scalp went numb, and he pulled his hand back forcefully.

Yan Shu didn't care, but hugged the person under him even tighter, and then repeated stubbornly, "I want to kiss you."

The man blinked, and gently pressed his forehead against Xiao Ming's, "Is it possible?"

At the moment of beauty, the man still has an expression of "If you reject me, I will be heartbroken to death". Xiao Ming looked at it, his eyes were dizzy and his whole body was fluttering. The word "no" was swallowed in his throat, and he said not coming out.

How could this man who was so imposing yesterday show such a soft expression?

Watching the man's face getting closer and closer, Xiao Ming's eyelashes fluttered slightly as the hot breath brushed his face, and the closer Yan Shu's face got closer, the more his heart trembled until the two petals were warm and soft. Something stuck on his lips, "pounding", "pounding", the heart in the chest was beating violently, as if responding to the affection from the other's hot chest, the heartbeats of the two overlapped together, like It was shouting "kiss", "kiss", "kiss".

When I said kiss, it was really just a kiss, the two mouths and four lips were pressed together, and there was no other movement for a long time.

...Is this too long?Xiao Ming was dazed, and secretly opened one eye, only to find that the man was breathing steadily with his eyes closed, as if he had fallen asleep again.

Just now... Maybe Yan Shu hasn't woken up yet...

Xiao Ming lightly pushed the man to the right, raised his long arms, lifted the thin quilt, and sat up. His naked skin was exposed in the cold air. Xiao Ming shivered, and couldn't help Got goosebumps.

Rubbing his arms, Xiao Ming was about to stand up, squinting at a very familiar piece of white fabric on the bedside table, Xiao Ming grabbed it, isn't this his little Nene?

Why are you here?

What the hell happened last night?Xiao Ming suddenly panicked.

Just as she was about to put on her panties, a big hand stretched out and snatched the fragrant little underwear.

Xiao Ming looked at Yan Shu in a daze, and reminded in a low voice, "That's my underwear."

Yan Shu seemed to have regarded the dried little inner part as his own, clutching it tightly in his hand, raised his head after a long time, and said in a daze, "Dirty."

Xiao Ming scratched his head, "Ah, it's okay, just make do with it, and I'll change it when I get back in the afternoon."

Yan Shu refused, "No," racking his brains for a long time to think why it couldn't work, before he thought of a popular line——

"It can't be done."

"..."

Okay, Xiao Ming pouted, "Then what should I wear?"

"Don't wear it, it's fine like this..." The man looked at Xiao Ming with mist in his eyes, his agate-like black eyes were as moist as if soaked in water, and there was still a touch of pink on his cheeks. Shu shook his head slightly, as if he wanted to stay awake, but his head started to drop, and he muttered, "If you wear it, you will run away."

"My..." Yan Shu tried his best to open his half-closed eyes, and somehow pulled Xiao Ming back on the bed and pressed him under him, and said in a low voice, "...can't run away."

"...can't...leave me..."

Xiao Ming bit his lip and pressed his nose. The uncontrollable soreness came out of nowhere, which made him feel that the person in front of him had already hurt his heart many times because he left him behind. Xiao Ming couldn't help but blurted out: , "No! I won't leave you this time!"

Yan Shu gradually calmed down, the breath he exhaled was hot, the more Xiao Ming thought about it, the more he felt that the man's behavior this morning was not right, so he pressed the back of his hand to the man's forehead.

So hot!Xiao Ming was taken aback, it turned out he had a fever!

Hastily pushing away the man who was pawing at him like an octopus, Xiao Ming casually took a shirt from the man's closet, put it on and buttoned it at the back, and rushed down the stairs, stepping on the stairs with two naked long legs. Crackling sound.

"Uncle Yin! Uncle Yin! Ah Shu is sick!"

The impatient Xiao Ming didn't realize how intimate the title he blurted out was.

Although Uncle Yin is old, his ears are still very sharp. He was making breakfast downstairs and waiting for the two to go downstairs. He took out a mobile phone from his pocket, "Young master is sick! Hurry up! Send someone to pick it up!"

The two met at the bend of the stairs, Xiao Ming grabbed Uncle Yin's hand and turned around and ran upstairs desperately, Uncle Yin almost broke his old bones.

When the two of them returned to the room out of breath, they could only hear the loud roar of the propeller outside the window, and the bulging of the curtains as the wind blew up. Only then did Xiao Ming see six waves floating in the air outside the window. A shiny silver helicopter.

Xiao Ming opened his mouth wide, staring blankly at several medical staff coming out of the helicopter, carefully lifted Yan Shu and the quilt he was wrapped in onto the stretcher, and then quickly boarded the helicopter.

"Come up!"

Xiao Ming came back to his senses, only to see Uncle Yin yelling at him on the helicopter with his body bent.

Regarding how he got on the helicopter and how he got to the hospital, Xiao Ming seemed to be covered with a layer of white gauze, feeling unreal.

If you are sick and come to the hospital, you need to be escorted by six helicopters...

...Is it because of Liuliu Dashun?

Xiao Ming was still stuck in his own thoughts. At this time, Yan Shu was lying on the hospital bed and had already received a drip. He probably felt that his back hurt while lying down. The man tossed and turned restlessly, and finally turned over and fell asleep on his stomach. Showing a somewhat fragile and pale side face that is different from the sharp and sharp ones in the past, the long eyelashes are projected under the light blue eyelids.

The movement of the man brought back Xiao Ming's soul. When Xiao Ming looked up, he saw that the quilt was half removed and wrapped around the man's narrow waist, revealing a large clear and beautiful back line, with blue and purple bruises. The marks are very conspicuous.

Afraid that Yan Shu would catch a cold, Xiao Ming stretched out his hand to tuck in the quilt, and touched the man's forehead again.

The high fever has subsided into a low fever, Xiao Ming let go of his hanging heart a little bit, and was about to withdraw his hand, when he saw the man rubbing against his slightly cold hand, pursing his mouth, and frowning again.

Poor looking.

Xiao Ming's heart softened, so he put his hand on Yan Shu's forehead to cool him down.

When the heat on the man's forehead gradually warmed Xiao Ming's right hand, he switched to the back of his hand, and when the back of his right hand was also hot, he switched to the left hand again and again.

Uncle Yin was also in the room, watching the interaction between the two of them felt a little relieved, probably because he had let go of his heart, and the sick young master could show such a fragile expression with confidence.

In the past, when he was sick, he always gritted his teeth and acted stubbornly. Every time he saw it, he wanted to twist his ears and curse, "Stubborn child! Is there any shame in showing weakness when you are sick!", but because of heartache Can't bear to shoot.

Seeing the behavior of the two throwing dog food in front of him, Uncle Yin just let go of his heart, and then hung up again, he couldn't help but start to doubt.

A thought gradually formed in my heart...

It was only one night, why did the young master suddenly fall ill? It was a sudden high fever.

Does this mean...

The young master is the one below...? !

Thinking of this, Uncle Yin was startled.

Seeing that Yan Shu was afraid that Xiao Ming would run away, he stretched out his hand from under the quilt and grabbed Xiao Ming's clothes, so hard that his knuckles started to turn white, his young master still had a doggy face that was so aggrieved by illness , Uncle Yin became more and more determined in his inner guess.

After hesitating for a long time, Uncle Yin finally walked over and patted Xiao Ming on the shoulder, and said with emotion, "I didn't expect you to be thin and weak, but you are quite... pretty..." Uncle Yin thought for a long time before he came up with a word, " ...it's pretty awesome!"

Uncle Yin continued to praise, "The young man is very capable, Uncle Yin saw you right."

It's just that he found out about Yan Shu's illness, and as a result, Uncle Yin praised him so much, Xiao Ming felt very guilty, lowered his eyes and blamed himself, "It's all my fault, otherwise Ah Shu wouldn't have a fever..."

If he hadn't injured Yan Shu in the kitchen and fell asleep in the bathroom...

These words sounded different to Uncle Yin's ears, my young master is indeed the one below!Uncle Yin's eyes lit up, and he wiped away the tears of relief that didn't exist in the corners of his eyes. He held Xiao Ming's hand and said, "Then you stay here with the young masters to rub the medicine. If you have anything to do, just ring the bedside bell, and I'll go back and cook something Bring porridge for you to eat."

Xiao Ming nodded his head and responded one by one, but when Uncle Yin came to the door, he suddenly turned around and blinked at Xiao Ming mysteriously, "Hey, remember to apply ointment for the young master at that place. "

After finishing speaking, Uncle Yin ran away in a flash.

Xiao Ming held a tube of ointment left by the previous doctor in his hand, and was confused.

……that place.

...Which place is it?

Don't care if you don't understand it, Xiao Ming first lifted the corner of the man's quilt, exposing only a small piece of back skin, squeezed out the ointment and piled it on his fingers, waited for the ointment to melt when heated, then touched Yan Shu's back and slowly pushed it away .

Xiao Ming's strength was appropriate, the warmth of the palm and the coolness of the ointment made the sleeping man let out a comfortable sigh, and his frown gradually relaxed.

As the quilt was gradually pulled down, medicine was applied to the man's back and waist, and the whole ward was filled with a cool smell of ointment.

Sensing that the comfortable strength on his back was gone, the man moved his body in dissatisfaction, and the quilt on his waist slid down, followed by something with two white petals that dazzled his eyes, Yan Shu said yesterday about the pain in his butt and Uncle Yin's behavior when he left finally shot into Xiao Ming's mind like a bolt of lightning.

It turned out that Uncle Yin wanted him to apply medicine to Yan Shu's butt that was injured yesterday...

Xiao Ming took a sneak peek at the man's tight round shape, and suddenly his old face blushed, almost bouncing off the ground. This excitement forced him to use his hands, so he accidentally squeezed out half of the ointment, and sprayed it on the ground with a puff. On the man's ass.

"Ah! It's too crowded..." Xiao Ming's cheeks were hot, since they were all squeezed out, then...

Then take some medicine...

Xiao Ming closed his eyes, gritted his teeth, and stretched out his hand like a strong man breaking his wrist to press the roundness behind the man. Unexpectedly, the ointment was so slippery, Xiao Ming's hand slipped and sank, and he poked straight into a deep chrysanthemum source in.

"Hmm!" Sensing the invasion of foreign objects, the man who hadn't woken up subconsciously tensed up, and made an unintelligible voice from his throat, and the ending was still trembling.

"I, I, I didn't do it on purpose," Xiao Ming blushed, trying to pull out his fingers, but found that the man was too tight, and he couldn't pull them out no matter how hard he tried.

Xiao Ming blushed and his hands were trembling, his voice was as small as a mosquito, "Relax, I, I can't get out."

The author has something to say: Lao Jiu: Does my son have a chance to counterattack?Hey hey hey!

Xiao Ming (beating his back): Mom, just write!

Yan Shu: Hmph.