Has Mr. Shenshang submitted the manuscript today?

[The timeline is one year after the ending, and the relationship has already been confirmed. 】

In fact, Shen Shangshuo didn't realize that he had a fever at first.

After sending Atsushi and Kyunghwa to school, he came to the Armed Detective Agency as usual and started to sort out the documents.

He put the messy cases one by one into their proper place.During this period, he inexplicably felt groggy and weak one after another, his knees and calves were sore, and even the muscles in his arms were a little sore.

Could it be... that last night's activities were a little too much?

"Ahem." He almost choked on his extraordinarily weird thoughts today.After officially confirming the relationship, his thinking is sometimes so amazing that even he can't understand it. It's unbelievable that this is what he said, rather than being possessed by something.

On the contrary, Mr. Ranpo accepted this well, and he was quite complacent, showing a vaguely proud posture.

Thinking of his lover, Shenshang Shuo pursed his lips shyly, and buried his face in his arms.His cheeks were astonishingly hot like a stuffed puff pastry apple pie, the syrup almost oozing out and scalding his arms.

Huh?This temperature... He belatedly realized that something was wrong, wasn't it a little too hot.

He raised his face in a daze, half-closed one eye, and touched his forehead with the back of his hand.Since his ability requires precise temperature control, even if Shenshang Shuo is confused, he can be sure that his body temperature is definitely 37 degrees higher than the normal body temperature.

Have a fever?He squeezed the space between his brows, trying to clear up his mushy mind.

At least get the job done first.

I don't know if it was transmitted to Mr. Ranpo, as well as Atsushi and Jinghuajiang. The immunity of children seems to be worse.

His mind was still autobiographical with the pain, but his body defied his will, and slowly slumped down, lying in front of the computer disobediently.

"My God?" Osamu Dazai, who came unexpectedly early today, stepped into the detective agency and saw the white-haired boy who seemed to be sleeping peacefully at first sight. He walked over and shook his shoulders, "Don't sleep, it's already Is it morning?"

"Did you not rest last night?" After he came to work one step later, Oda Sakunosuke also leaned over. In Oda's concern, even the punctuation marks were flat.

However, the boy did not wake up as they expected.

He heard people's voices in a daze, even though he couldn't hear what they were saying or what they meant, Shenshang Shuo barely supported his heavy eyelids, turned his face to the direction of the sound source, and said hello stickily, with a sweet ending It's as greasy as a cat's fluffy tail wrapped around a finger, rubbing it coquettishly.

"Good morning......"

"Your face is very red." Oda Saku came over and pointed out the problem.He skillfully tested his body temperature, and looked at Osamu Dazai who came closer, "He has a fever."

"Ah, sure enough." Dazai Osamu came over and sat down, "Since I'm sick, I can reluctantly send the little god back."

"I think you just want to skip work." Kunikida, who was stuck at work, heard an inconspicuous speech from an uneasy current partner, and his forehead lines deepened once a day. He glanced around, but did not find another protagonist "Where's Mr. Ranpo?"

"I am here!"

"Get out of the way, get out of the way! Master Luanbu has already asked for leave, and he is going to take the little god home."

"I told you this morning... just let the two of them go to school by themselves." Edogawa Ranpo jumped out of nowhere and drove away a group of worried members who were watching the excitement. Angry and distressed, he poked Shenshang Shuo's soft cheek.

"And you didn't listen to me, and it wasn't you who suffered in the end."

Hearing the familiar human voice and tone, surrounded by a warm and familiar breath that made you feel soft, Shen Shangshuo tilted his head obediently, and the top of his hair, which was as soft as his face, happened to fall into the palm of his lover. Rubbed reflexively.

"Well, all right, all right, stop being coquettish."

"Or you can leave it to me." The social doctor Yingying came out with a cup of coffee and said with a smile, "I don't mind bothering you."

"Forget it," Luanbu covered Shenshang Shuo behind him tightly, so as not to catch the wind, "How can such a painful treatment be done?"

"Let's go home, just in time for a vacation."

......

"Mr. Ranpo?" Shenshang Shuo lay on the bed, his consciousness a little clearer.His forehead was icy and cold, and a small cold towel was spread on it, "I am...going home?"

After it was all over, Mr. Ranpo moved out with him, along with his children who protested violently.In comparison, Shenshangshuo's manuscript fee was more than enough to buy a house, so they bought a new villa that was quite satisfactory, with a small garden, and even the decoration was their favorite style designed by themselves.

A building that can be called the warm term "home".

"Oh, I'm so burnt and confused, can't you tell if you're home or not?" Edogawa sighed indiscriminately, holding a glass in his hand, tried it, and the water temperature was just right, "Come on, idiot after taking medicine." .”

He pressed Kamisaku's lower lip like a rose petal, and handed over the pills that he had sponsored in friendship with Yosano Akiko, "Just swallow it with water."

"You're pissing me off again." Shen Shangshuo felt aggrieved inexplicably.Maybe it was because of his illness, his voice was hoarse and lazy, and he shook the hook, "I don't want to take medicine."

"Where did I offend you? The villain is the first to sue, my god." Edogawa Luanbu sat on the bedside angrily and amusedly, pinching the sick man's chin with his cool fingertips, leaving a smoky pink red mark , ambiguously burning and blooming on the snow-like skin.

Not to mention that the teaser deliberately twitched a few times, causing the cat-like boy to moan and turn his face away in displeasure.

"Look, you're still pissing me off." Sensing the coolness, the hot Shenshang Shuo rolled over to Ranbu, and found a suitable place to make a nest on his lover's belly.Hearing his husband's accusation, he was even more aggrieved, and the unspeakable discomfort disturbed his self-control.

"I don't take my medicine anymore."

Shen Shangshuo turned his head away, closed his lips tightly, and was so stubborn that he didn't seem to have the strength that a patient possessed.The water vapor from the bottom of his eyes kissed his trembling eyelashes, looking pitiful and beautiful, like a wet black cat, one couldn't help but want to hold it in his arms.

Edogawa Ranpo did exactly that.At any rate, his tantrum lover didn't refuse the hug, instead, he comfortably followed his strength to bury himself deeper.

A sick person has more willful rights, especially when that person is the calm and restrained little lover of his family.

Luanbu chuckled, and his voice became hoarse, like a black wizard who coaxed a princess in a fairy tale world, caressing Shenshang Shuo's eardrums, "Be good, good cat, my super good little God, Can I take the medicine first as a favor?"

From the back of his waist, his slightly cool palm stroked the young man's fragile and pale spine, paused for a moment on the back of the neck, rubbed it gently, and kissed his Adam's apple soothingly.The young man was like a piece of melted honey, sticking up to him, with an attitude of not giving up until his body temperature was warmed up.

so cute.So the sick little god is so clingy?

Ranpo Edogawa, who was satisfied to a certain extent, took advantage of the time when his lover was in a daze, and quickly stuffed the pills in.

"!" Shuo Shuo, who was happily sniffing Mr.'s fresh and pleasant breath, was taken aback for a moment, but the bitter taste on the tip of his tongue made him shiver, and he swallowed it straight away.

"It's so bitter..." He blinked his physical tears, his eyes glistened like a spring.Shenshang Shuo wiped away his tears on the lapel of Luanbu's clothes indiscriminately, and did not forget to complain to the "culprit".

"Mr. Ranpo, it's too much."

Edogawa Ranpo really couldn't get angry at all, he re-tucked the corner of the quilt for someone who was so hot that he began to kick the quilt, "Okay, I'm too much. It's my fault, I bullied the little god up."

Unexpectedly, the white-haired boy who was still condemning just now was silent for a moment, then curled up in his arms and remained still.

"No, Mr. Ranpo is the best." The muffled boy's voice came over, but anyone could hear the lingering affection and pure trust in it.

The young man wrapped in a caterpillar found that his husband had also calmed down. He arched his lover's waist in confusion, and licked his husband's cold and attractive knuckles thoughtlessly, just like eating popsicles in summer. Massaging the protruding bone tip with the scarlet tongue, the water stains ambiguously announced the sense of existence.

"gentlemen?"

Edogawa's breathing was stagnant, and the young man in his arms was like a monster who knew nothing about the world, hitting his heart directly at every point, making him unable to restrain his thoughts.

He bent down, and rubbed the tip of his lips against the corner of his lover's warm mouth, as if he was rubbing his fingertips, "God...stop for a while."

He sighed, parted the shiny silver thread, "I'll make some porridge for you."

Shen Shangshuo blinked, and looked at his lover who never touched Yang Chunshui, "Do you still know how to cook porridge?"

"Master Ranpo can learn."

Sounds like a rather unreliable speech.

"Pfft." God Shangshuo laughed unceremoniously after his self-control decreased after being ill, and he regained a little strength after lying down for a while.He raised his waist and kissed the chin of a certain Mr. Detective, who was a bit angry, "It's more reliable for you to order takeaway."

"Little god!" Edogawa couldn't bear it any longer and pressed him on the pillow, resting his right hand on the back of his head, staring at Kamisami's beautiful lips, "You will make fun of me!"

"How dare I." Shen Shangshuo resisted the soft hair of someone who came closer, "It's not enough now, it will be infected to you."

"No." His husband retorted very firmly, "Master Ranpo said that if it is not contagious, it will not be contagious."

He fiddled with the palms that hindered him, first bit his upper lip hard and softly, leaving shallow teeth marks, then stretched out his tongue to scrape the rouge marks, and kissed soothingly.He rubbed his lips repeatedly, teased a few times, and poked the tip of his tongue along the water mark, stimulating it bit by bit, and then swallowed his lover's fine whimpers.

"Well."

"It was the little god who provoked me first." The guy who took advantage made an inch of it, and raised his tail triumphantly, "This is the price!"

......

The result is that a certain Mr. swearing-in detective failed to come to the Armed Detective Agency to work the next day and successfully called in sick.

In fact, we should also interview the feelings of the two children who stayed outside the door.

It was quite cold.

Gee.

The author has something to say: Yes, I can't help it anymore, I want to write something to comfort myself. QAQ

Woohoo, this is the last wish of the sand sculpture author! (x

And everyone should believe in the moral bottom line of Mr. Ranpo.

Why don't we make another extra female costume (no, are you a pervert?)

Ask everyone about the acceptance rate. If the acceptance rate is high, I will open it next time I can't help it.

感谢在2020-05-2723:39:28~2020-05-2822:44:33期间为我投出霸王票或灌溉营养液的小天使哦~

Thanks to the little angels of the irrigation nutrient solution: 10 bottles of forget-me-nots; 5 bottles of Yaoyao; 1 bottle of Sanqiao ink;

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