lend me a bite

The next day.

The sun is shining, and I forgot to draw the curtains before going to bed. Even with the eyes closed, I can feel the halo of the rising sun.

After every estrus, exhaustion swept through the whole body, and I was so lazy that I didn't even bother to lift my hands.

Shan Qiye felt uncomfortable being exposed to the sun, and slowly buried his head in the arms of the people around him, hiding himself deeply inside.

Smelling the shallow and cold breath in Alpha's arms, Shan Qiye couldn't hold back and rubbed a few more times.

As a result, he rubbed against each other, his movements became a little too big accidentally, and his stiff waist suddenly felt severe pain. Shan Qiye suddenly woke up, frowning tightly.

"Ow—!"

Qin Yimu, who was sleeping, was awakened by his wailing, opened his eyes, and saw Shan Qiye standing upright in a very awkward, seemingly uncomfortable posture.

"Same, same table..." Seeing Qin Yimu sober, Shan Qiye almost burst into tears... It hurts.

Qin Yimu approached him, put his hands on Shan Qiye's waist, gently pulled him into his arms, and gently kneaded his waist with his hands, "Does it hurt?"

"Hmm." Shan Qiye leaned into Alpha's arms aggrieved, and said hoarsely, "It hurts."

After a pause, he added, "My throat hurts too."

Qin Yimu said: "Yesterday you shouted too loudly."

"...?" Shan Qiye beat him with his hand in grief and anger, "I did it to show off your physical strength and superb skills! Your skills are not good, so you have to rely on my reaction to make up for it?"

I do this for a reason, if it wasn't for you, why would I work so hard?

Qin Yimu lowered his eyes slightly, "Then it's the same when you cry and say no?"

"Huh?" Shan Qiye is thick-skinned enough to blush when asked face to face, but... as a man, face is the most important thing, Shan Qiye thought for a while and said: "Of course, sir. Your face."

Qin Yimu nodded, raised his hand to gently rub his soft hair, and said seriously: "From then on, the harder you cry, the harder I will."

Shan Qiye: "...???"

You don't have to.

Shan Qiye almost cried out.

I can't feel my waist anymore, how can you say such a thing.

With a guilty conscience, Shan Qiye showed his indifference on the face, but the words he said were trembling: "You, you just need to understand my hard work."

Qin Yimu tapped Shan Qiye's waist suggestively with his hand, and said softly, "Okay."

Shan Qiye: "..."

When you made this expression, I was thinking about the color of my urn.

Seeing that he was about to cry, but he was trying to maintain his face and refused to let go, a smile flashed across Qin Yimu's face, and he quickly covered it up.

Shan Qiye only cared about his future life, so he could only stare at Qin Yimu, rubbed his waist, and asked, "What time is it?"

"It's past twelve."

Shan Qiye nodded, no wonder it felt dazzling.

The midday sun is not too harsh.

No... wait a minute!

It's twelve o'clock? !

Shan Qiye realized belatedly, it's already noon after school, why is Qin Yimu still here? !

"Same, same table?" Shan Qiye felt that his mind was a bit overwhelmed, "Why didn't you go to class?"

"asked for leave."

"I'm already in my third year of high school. Is it so easy to ask for leave?" Shan Qiye was suspicious. Although students with good grades are not privileged by teachers, asking for leave is definitely not an easy task.

Once you have the idea of ​​asking for leave, find the teacher, and the teacher will give you the leave according to the seriousness of the matter. If it is something unimportant, the teacher will not give you the leave at all.

"Okay please."

"The old class is quite easy to talk to you."

"No." Qin Yimu denied.

"Huh? What's that?"

"During your online class yesterday..."

"Stop, wait a minute, needless to say." Qin Yimu had just opened his mouth, but Shan Qiye immediately refused Sanlian.

I've even seen what goes through your head when your teacher gives you a vacation.

Shan Qiye sighed, the master's first name...

Cried.

"Are you hungry?" Qin Yimu checked the temperature on his forehead, "Eat something light in the morning."

Shan Qiye just felt tired, and he hadn't eaten much flavored food recently, his mouth was dry and tasteless, when he heard that he wanted to drink porridge again, Shan Qiye's first reaction was to refuse, "No, I want to eat boiled porridge. fish."

Qin Yimu lowered his eyes slowly, his eyes fell on the position behind Shan Qiye inside the quilt, "Huh?" The slightly raised ending voice was full of suspicion.

Shan Qiye: "...Then eat plain porridge."

After finishing speaking, Shan Qiye turned his head and lay down on the bed, hammering the mattress with his fists, feeling aggrieved, "Hey - Omega eats delicious food when they are in heat, why can't I just drink it here?" Porridge?"

"You can eat boiled fish." Qin Yimu said, "There is a special medicine."

As he said that, Qin Yimu took out a box from Shan Qiye's bedside table as if he had been prepared for a long time. Inside the box was a columnar ointment for internal application, which was light blue and seemed to be cold and reduce swelling .

Shan Qiye's mind was full of "Woooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo" thing?"

Why am I completely ignorant?

Shan Qiye was in a daze.

Is this your house or mine?

Qin Yimu didn't explain too much, and asked, "Do you want to use it?"

Shan Qiye thought about it, it doesn't really matter whether the fish is boiled or not, he just doesn't want to feel so uncomfortable for himself.

After simple thinking, Shan Qiye made a decisive decision, "Yes!"

……

"I, I'll do it myself, don't bother... Hey!"

"Don't wave."

"You at the same table - oh! Take it easy, take it easy."

After putting away the medicine pillar, Shan Qiye felt that he had lost half his life.

Lie tremblingly on the bed for a long time without turning back.

Qin Yimu went down to cook boiled fish for him. At first, he was waiting for Qin Yimu to bring the boiled fish up, but after a while, he felt bored lying on his stomach, so he jumped down to find someone.

"Don't go."

"He can't live without people around him."

"Not negotiable."

"roll."

……

Qin Yimu's indifferent voice kept coming from the kitchen, as if he was on the phone with someone.

It's just that Qin Yimu's attitude is disgusting.

Standing at the door felt like eavesdropping on other people's phone calls. Shan Qiye thought for a while, and was about to quietly sit back in the living room, pretending that he had never been here before, but before he left, Qin Yimu Put down the phone and looked over.

Shan Qiye stood at the door and smiled at him, like a cute little fox showing his head, his eyes were bent and narrowed together, very cute.

Qin Yimu waved at him, signaling him to come in.

Shan Qiye walked in, and was immediately hugged by Qin Yimu.

The opponent's chin rested on his shoulder, Shan Qiye looked at the stewed fish in the pot and sniffed quietly, it was so delicious.

"hungry?"

Shan Qiye nodded, he wasn't very hungry at first, he just wanted to eat, but now that he smelled the boiled fish, he was really hungry.

He leaned back slightly, looked sideways at Alpha's side face, his heart trembled suddenly, he leaned to the side, and lightly 'tweeted' Qin Yimu's face.

Qin Yimu slapped his hand, and almost overturned the pot with the hand holding the rice shovel, while Omega, who was making trouble beside him, didn't have the slightest sense that he had done something wrong.

Shan Qiye asked, "Whose phone is it?"

Qin Yimu touched his head, feeling sweet.

Hmm... Shan Qiye is sweet all over.

He said, "the phone number from the Qin family."

Shan Qiye nodded thoughtfully. The grievances between Qin Yimu and the Qin family will not be resolved in a short while, but recently the Qin family has frequently been on the trending searches, which does not seem to be a good thing for a serious financial company. Possibly, those people in the management also started to get anxious.

"Don't you want to go back and have a look?" Maybe it's the transfer of power or something, if you don't go, you will lose a lot.

"No. You can't do without people here."

"Who said that?" Shan Qiye immediately retorted, "I can take good care of myself."

"I can not leave you."

Shan Qiye was taken aback for a moment, then he let out an "oooh", hugged Qin Yimu's face and gnawed, "Why are you so nice at the same table?"

Qin Yimu held the rice shovel in one hand, and put his arms around Shan Qiye's waist in the other to lend him strength so that he wouldn't have to suffer so much standing up. When the boiled fish was finally out of the pot, oil should be sprinkled on it to stir it up. It would be bad if you got it on your body, he patted his hands and said: "Go out and sit, there is a lot of oily smoke in the kitchen."

"There is hot milk on the table, drink some to cushion your stomach." Qin Yimu warned without looking back: "Eating too spicy food when you wake up will hurt your stomach."

"Okay." Shan Qiye agreed and walked out, dawdling by the table, just picked up the milk cup, and saw a cushion on the chair... that was something that his house didn't usually have.

Pink, it looks soft and tender.

It feels very comfortable to sit on.

But... Shan Qiye looked at the chair, and then at Qin Yimu who was busy in the kitchen. Instead of sitting down in a hurry, he stood by the side and slowly finished the cup of hot milk.

Qin Yimu brought out the dishes and set the dishes back and forth twice. Seeing that Shan Qiye was still standing by the table, he asked suspiciously, "Why don't you sit down?"

Shan Qiye hooked his fingers at him, and when Qin Yimu came over, he pressed his shoulders and asked him to sit on the cushion first.

"you……"

Before Qin Yimu could finish speaking, Shan Qiye sat sideways on his lap and said confidently, "Hey me."

"Go down."

"No." Not only did he not go down, but he also rubbed provocatively, "It's uncomfortable to sit on the chair."

Qin Yimu put one hand on his lap, and said flatly: "If you don't go down now, you don't need to eat dinner."

"You are abusing, you—you you you?" Shan Qiye suddenly opened his eyes wide, looking at him in disbelief, Qin Yimu looked back indifferently.

Shan Qiye slowly pursed the corners of his mouth, and later realized that a dangerous breath was chilling on the back of his neck, and his waist seemed to hurt even more, "No, no, I'm going down now..."

"Don't! People will die!"

作者有话要说：感谢在2020-07-0112:41:17~2020-07-0218:41:44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 grenade: 1 heart like water;

Thanks to the little angel who threw the landmine: Heart is like still water, Haisheng laughs one;

Thanks to the little angels of the irrigation nutrient solution: promise 10 bottles; Huang Xiaopang, Mo Yu, Yun Li, Zui Qinghuan 1 bottle;

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