lend me a bite

After tearing it apart, he didn't seem to feel that it was enough. He rubbed against the person's arms and struggled to sit up and lift the other side away.

However, before he could make a big move, he had an inexplicable feeling that someone had grabbed his hand.

He struggled to regain some clarity from his confused brain, his eyes were filled with mist, and when he looked at the other party, there was an inexplicable haze.

Shan Qiye licked his dry lips, Qin Yimu took advantage of this moment to help him put on his clothes, then wrapped him tightly with a quilt, and opened his arms to the left and right... He couldn't move.

I feel hot and dry for no reason, and the temperature inside the room is much warmer than the outside temperature with the constant temperature system turned on. In this environment, the quilt is wrapped tightly, and the heat from the inside becomes more and more intense. ignore.

But—the quilt cannot be torn off.

It's like a layer of glue is stuck inside, it's firmly stuck together, and it can't be separated from itself at all.

After struggling for a long time, he realized belatedly that it seemed that it was Qin Yimu's hands on both sides that made him unable to break free. Thinking of this, he pursed his lips, feeling inexplicably wronged, and looked up at Qin Yimu Mu, said in a hoarse voice, "At the same table..."

The sound is very low, combined with the 'hum' sound of the indoor thermostat system, it can be said that it disappeared instantly, and the doctors who are not far away did not hear it.

However, Qin Yimu keenly caught the humming of grievance.

Qin Yimu touched his forehead, wanting to use the temperature of his fingertips to ease his discomfort. However, after walking in the desert for a long time, his throat was so dry that it was about to smoky, and the heat all over his body was hard to ignore. When touching a touch of ice cold, it is enough to make people lose their minds instantly.

Shan Qiye struggled more violently, wanting to break out of the quilt's confinement, firmly grasping the opposite person in his hand and rubbing it -- like rubbing a big block of ice.

Sensing his movements, Qin Yimu simply sat on the edge of the bed, wrapped the quilt twice with both hands, and tied it tighter.

Shan Qiye became a little anxious, his eyes were a little red, he looked at Qin Yimu in front of him, and said, "It's uncomfortable at the same table."

This sound was louder than the previous one, with a muffled nasal sound, inexplicably sounding like milk.

The doctor looked at the two of them from behind, thinking, this Omega is quite good at acting like a baby, and then this Alpha should hold him in his arms, then give him a gentle pat, and then say a few words of comfort, and if his age allows, he can even kiss him. a kiss.

But... now it seems that I can only think about it.

——These two students don't look like high school seniors.

Just when the doctor's mind was full of love and sweet idol dramas, the classmate who was sitting said coldly: "Quiet."

'click'

The doctor almost spat out a mouthful of old blood.

"Ahem." The doctor shook his head, thinking that he was thinking about some crazy plot, and stepped forward and said, "Give me the thermometer."

Qin Yimu took out the thermometer, and before he could pull out his hand, Shan Qiye, whose hands were free, immediately hugged his arm, and tightly embraced his forearm in front of his chest with both hands.

It's like a milk cat has found its beloved dried fish, holding it tightly and refusing to let go.

Qin Yimu changed his hand and handed the thermometer to the doctor.

The doctor looked at Wang Wen, and then took him to the inner room.

"Deskmate."

"..."

"Why are you ignoring me at the same table?"

"reason."

Shan Qiye closed his sore eyes, and put half of his face on Qin Yimu's arm. Hearing the other party's response, he couldn't help saying in a muffled voice, "It's so perfunctory."

"No."

"Yes." Shan Qiye insisted, "It's very perfunctory."

Qin Yimu paused visibly, as if he was thinking about what to say, after a short thought, he said, "En."

Shan Qiye: "..."

You can shut up.

Shan Qiye snorted uncontrollably, let go of the somewhat warm arm that was covered, thinking that he would get under the quilt, but when he let go, he looked at which hand more, the five fingers were slender, with distinct joints, every time One-inch nails are rounded and neat.

'Gollum. '

Shan Qiye swallowed, opened his mouth slightly, licked his lips with his tongue, and drew back the inconspicuous little tiger teeth on both sides.

And then……

"Ow!"

Bite on Qin Yimu's fair wrist!

Qin Yimu didn't show any expression during the whole process. He just subconsciously moved his fingertips when the opponent bit him off, and there was no other change.

Not even a raised eyebrow.

It's okay to be calm all the time.

Although Shan Qiye bit down fiercely, the hand that actually touched the meat did not really bite down.

I just wanted to see the expression on my deskmate, but it turned out to be like biting a piece of wood.

Not only was Qin Yimu not angry, he didn't withdraw his hand in panic, but sat on the edge of the hospital bed following his movements, leaning forward slightly, approaching him, and staring at him without pricking his eyes for a moment.

Shan Qiye: "..."

Play psychological warfare?

Are you playing psychological warfare with me?

Heh - you win!

Jaws slowly loosened, accompanied by the accompaniment of his heart pounding, Shan Qiye stepped back slightly, seeing Qin Yimu's expressionless face seemed to be brewing some emotions, Shan Qiye realized belatedly , may really be beaten right now.

However, how could the same table attack such a weak and pitiful person like him now?

After thinking about it, Shan Qiye tried to say something to ease the awkward atmosphere, "Same...huh?"

Before he finished speaking, his finger suddenly broke into his mouth without warning, it was icy cold...

Shan Qiye opened his mouth slightly, opened his eyes wide in panic, and looked at the other party in disbelief. In contrast, Qin Yimu still had a calm and indifferent face.

When the fingertips left, the knuckles curled up slightly, hooking one of his canine teeth.

——It was the tooth that left a mark on Qin Yimu's arm.

Shan Qiye tightened his grip on the quilt under his body, "Tongtongtongtong...same table!"

Qin Yimu took two pieces of tissues from the bedside to help him wipe his mouth, rubbed them casually and threw them into the trash can, "I will return them later."

Shan Qiye was stunned.

return?

What else?

When will it be returned?

what are you talking about!

The confused group didn't know how to explain Qin Yimu's words.

After thinking about it, Shan Qiye seems to have vaguely understood what he meant.

——Do you want to pay back after taking a bite? !

Shan Qiye pursed his lips violently, closing his upper and lower lips to the middle, wrapping his teeth tightly.

I always feel like I was almost pulled out by hand.

The doctor came over and hung up the bottle, and asked, "Left hand or right hand?"

Shan Qiye looked at the big bottle of medicine that needed to be infused. If the infusion was slow, today's class would basically be unnecessary.

"I think I'll just take some medicine." Shan Qiye carefully put forward his suggestion.

"Left or right hand?"

"Left hand."

As he said that, he stretched out his hand, and after three seconds, he closed his eyes and howled with his voice: "Awwhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!"

The doctor held up the needle with a dazed look on his face, I haven't gotten the fuck out of it yet.

What's the matter, will my needle still attack remotely?

Before the doctor understood what this man was howling, he saw Qin Yimu with a sullen face, nervously helping him to sit up, and hugging him in his arms.

doctor:"……"

Good guy, if I can't kill you today, it's your fate!

---

It was already dark when Shan Qiye woke up.

The medicine seemed to contain sleep-promoting substances, even if he was huddled in Qin Yimu's arms, it was difficult for him to stay awake, and when he was talking, he became so dazed that he lost consciousness.

When I opened my eyes again, the needles were pulled out.

Rubbing his eyes, he lifted the quilt and wanted to sit up, but he was so weak that he couldn't raise his hands for a while, and he didn't bother to move again, so he just rolled over on the arm of the person next to him, and buried his head in his arms , asked in a hoarse voice: "At the same table, what time is it?"

Qin Yimu said, "Six o'clock."

Well... it's almost time for school.

Evening self-study is almost over.

Shan Qiye yelled, thought of something, raised his head with a smile and asked him, "Are you tired at the same table?"

"Do not."

Seeing that he was awake, Qin Yimu withdrew his hand, got up and walked to the table by the door, and took a thermometer.

The thing was on the left side, and I subconsciously took it with my left hand, but stopped when I lifted it up, and immediately covered it up quietly, and took it with my right hand.

Shan Qiye watched from behind, holding back a smile and covering his head with the quilt.

My hands are numb.

Absolutely numb.

Qin Yimu handed him the thermometer, "Stick it yourself."

"Tired." Shan Qiye didn't pick it up, didn't even have the intention to reach out, and said under the quilt, "My deskmate helps me."

The next moment, I felt that the quilt on the top of my head was lifted.

"same--"

Before he finished speaking, the quilt was thrown back again with a puff.

Measuring temperature takes only a moment.

Shan Qiye: "..."

Your ungentleness ruined a lot of details for me.

Shan Qiye poked half of his head out of the quilt, grasping the edge of the quilt with both hands on both sides of his cheeks, seeing Qin Yimu frowned and looking at the thermometer, Hu asked, "Is the fever gone?"

"Yes." Qin Yimu said, "Let's go."

Shan Qiye suddenly sat up, jumped down and wanted to put on his shoes, suddenly rolled his eyes, his legs were hanging by the side of the bed, he lay back down with a 'slap', met Qin Yimu's questioning eyes, he coughed twice , like a patient in the advanced stage of severe illness, "I have no strength." Even the voice was much softer.

At the same time, I roared in my heart: hug me, hug me!

But at this moment, Qin Yimu obviously didn't understand the meaning in his eyes, Shan Qiye sighed inwardly, and said silently: There is no tacit understanding.

Just as he was about to stop making trouble and sit up, Qin Yimu suddenly squatted down.

--wait wait wait!

The moment his ankle was buckled, Shan Qiye panicked and wanted to withdraw his foot, "That's not what I meant, I wanted to..."

Qin Yimu raised his eyes, and the words he wanted to say fell silent in his throat.

No matter how many times I looked at those eyes, they always looked indifferent and closed to strangers.

But in Shan Qiye's view, the meaning contained in it, he can always read it differently.

The Adam's apple rolled up and down, and what I wanted to say went around in a circle, and silently replaced it with a sentence: "I want... I want you to tie a bow for me."

作者有话要说：感谢在2020-06-1616:30:10~2020-06-1716:43:38期间为我投出霸王票或灌溉营养液的小天使哦~

Thanks to the little angel who threw the landmine: Haisheng laughed 1;

Thanks to the little angels of the irrigation nutrient solution: 69 bottles of Xinyi Doll; 48693 bottles of Sabrina; 1 bottle of Yang Yang;

Thank you very much for your support, I will continue to work hard!