The river is about to burn the mountain

A few days later, Ji Qiuhan woke up from his afternoon nap, and his sleepiness dissipated quickly due to the high-alert work that was always on call all year round.

But the person next to him with long arms wrapping around him tightly and breathing calmly and evenly is obviously not.

Ji Qiuhan tried his best to keep the main body still, and barely reached the mobile phone by the bed with his fingertips.

But the phone screen showed that it was already 10:[-], [-] minutes later than Jiang Zhan's usual wake-up time, Ji Qiuhan tried to gently pull out his hand: "Jiang Zhan..., wake up...,"

Sure enough, moving around before Jiang Zhan woke up was the first step to provoke a lion.

Jiang Zhan didn't even open his eyes, and bit him on the shoulder. Ji Qiuhan hissed in pain, but a certain lion who was disturbed from sleep seemed to hum dissatisfied because the black silk fabric affected the delicious taste under his teeth. .

His big hands around Ji Qiuhan's waist deftly slid into the pajamas along the hem of the clothes, touching the porcelain-white naked skin all the way up to unbutton the collar of the prey, as if he wanted to pull off the obstructing fabric before biting.

"Hey..., don't bite!" Ji Qiuhan hurriedly held down Jiang Zhan's hand that was wantonly unbuttoning his chest at the moment. His lover's bites when he was asleep had never been serious, and each bite had deep teeth marks. I can't go down for a day.

And the key is that it really hurts.

However, the resistance of the prey under his mouth can only inspire a stronger repressive mentality in the eyes of the predator. Jiang Zhan has not fully awakened, but he seems to have found a new way.

His other big hand forcefully swept Ji Qiuhan close to the ground and moved closer, looking for the tender skin with a slightly higher blood temperature, to get closer and bury his head.

As a result, another fluffy head was arched into Ji Qiuhan's neck, and Jiang Zhan's lips and the hot air from his nose were pressed against his neck.

Everything is both dangerous and hinting at what will happen if you move a little more.

After tossing for a long time, this position is more dangerous than before, Ji Qiuhan completely gave up the unnecessary struggle: "...don't move, go to sleep..."

Sure enough, his quietness again made the dozing lion very satisfied. Jiang Zhan retracted his sharp teeth and kissed the tender flesh on the lower neck of his mouth very gently, as if he hadn't woken up from the beginning to the end.

Seeing this, Ji Qiuhan couldn't help snorting softly from his throat.

Although his lover looks strong and domineering, he has to say...Jiang Zhan is really easy to coax...!

You just need to let this big cat sleep well and get enough sleep, then he will be a perfect lover with a gentle and good temper, capable and patient to help you solve all problems, and everything that does not exceed the red line will be compliant .

Of course, probably because Ji Qiuhan didn't know it, he ignored a crucial issue, that is, without him, how difficult it would be for the big cat with sharp claws to sleep well.

At 03:30 in the afternoon, Jiang Zhan was finally full of sleep, so he woke up lazily by moving his neck a little.

Ji Qiuhan didn't sleep, he asked softly, "...Are you awake? It's already 03:30, are you going to work in the afternoon?"

"Well... I did it in the morning, and I won't go in the afternoon. Yi Qian and the others are here, and they will call me if there is something to do..." Jiang Zhan was probably talking about the scary secretary group under him with a high degree of education.

After finishing speaking, he yawned embarrassingly: "What time is it?"

Ji Qiuhan saw that his sleepiness was still curled up in his eyelashes, but he still turned on the bedside lamp: "... 03:30, wake up soon, now I've slept too much and I won't be able to fall asleep at night."

Jiang Zhan snorted "hmm" in a nasal voice, and let go of his arms, "Did Professor Song make an appointment at 04:30? Should Fang Bei pick him up or go south?"

"Xiang Nan has already passed, Fang Bei recently had a flu season, and was replaced by Yi Qian to rest."

Ji Qiuhan knew that Jiang Zhan had deliberately turned off his afternoon work to accompany him to review.

When he was ill, he was extremely resistant and even afraid of alone contact with the psychiatrist. Now even though his mental condition improved, Jiang Zhan would stay at home with him every time the psychiatrist came over.

What's more, it was Song Xinghui who came this time.

When Ji Qiuhan came back from washing, Jiang Zhan had already changed out of his pajamas, and the floor-to-ceiling curtains were half-opened. The winter sunlight filtered by special glass made Jiang Zhan look less sharp and soft. He sat at the end of the bed, pulled After the season, Qiuhan hugged.

"...Baby, do you think it's good for you not to go to work like this?"

It's just too good, isn't it?As soon as he returns home, he can see Ji Qiuhan who is usually busy leaving early and returning late. Before going to the company, he can ask his lover for a kiss without any scruples without worrying that he will get angry with him for being late. Sleeping with your body and forgetting about those damn emergency calls.

"What the hell are you thinking again? Impossible, don't think about it."

"Hey..." Jiang Zhan shook his head with a sigh, raised his head against his thin waist, and discussed on his back, "stay at home, baby... can I hire you? I'll pay you more than you do now Triple what you take,...no, how many times do you want to double..."

When Ji Qiuhan heard this, he raised his eyebrows slightly, but asked with more enthusiasm: "Oh? Then what is President Jiang going to hire me for at a high price?"

Looking at Jiang Zhan's expression, he seemed to be thinking about it seriously, and he said, "... How about raising Erhua? It won't be tiring. Usually, when you are happy, you can just feed it a few dried fish, and a servant will help you..."

Before he could finish his sentence, Ji Qiuhan's face turned dark and he couldn't help telling him to shut up.Sure enough, he shouldn't have asked, this man couldn't spit any ivory from his mouth.

At this time, the servant also knocked on the door.

"Master, Professor Song has arrived."

The location was Ji Qiuhan's study on the second floor, an environment he was familiar with.When Jiang Zhan was closing the door, he said to him, "Good boy, don't be afraid, I'm right outside."

Song Xinghui did not allow a second person to accompany him.

Ji Qiuhan nodded hesitantly before letting go of Jiang Zhan's hand.For some reason, he seemed to subconsciously resist being alone with Song Xinghui when he was awake.

This made him subconsciously pull back the chair when he sat down.

Song Xinghui had a panoramic view of this little move.

This was the third time he saw Ji Qiuhan after he came to the Jiang residence, but it was the first time he had a private conversation.

The first two times, Ji Qiuhan's spirit was not sober. As soon as he saw him, he frantically hid behind that man. In the next month, he went to other provinces to guide cases, so he sent an assistant over. A few days ago, the assistant told him that the patient Much better in the last two observations.

But he obviously didn't expect that Ji Qiuhan could "look" almost back to normal after seeing each other today only after dozens of days.

"Your recovery speed has far exceeded my expectations. It seems that Mr. Jiang has indeed protected you very well."

"Yes..." It may be that Ji Qiuhan's throat felt a little dry due to being too dependent on Jiang Zhan recently. He took a sip of hot water from a bone china cup before he stopped and said, "Sorry, Professor Song, I can't think of the reason either. Why do I resist you so much..., I know it doesn't make sense..."

But Song Xinghui didn't seem to care that much.

"That's how I treated you 16 years ago. At that time, you resisted us even more than now, and often hid without saying a word. Several of our doctors thought you ran out, and searched for a whole day, only to find that you were alone. People hide in closets at home."

He clearly remembered the scenes before he was ten years old, but Ji Qiuhan couldn't remember the two years after he was rescued... In those two years, his eyes could not see, and the world was fallen to him dark.

It's like he's been locked tightly in the closet with his hands.

Song Xinghui picked up the pen and flipped through his case book.

"I see that your spirit is much better. Do you have any symptoms recently?"

Ji Qiuhan paused for a moment, and said, "Recently, I suddenly began to dream about that road often..."

Song Xinghui was his attending doctor 16 years ago, and he was the person who knew Ji Qiuhan's situation best.He turned over the past two pages, and wrote down the record: "One rainy night, did you see you and Ji Xia on the road?"

Regarding this question, Ji Qiuhan nodded first, then shook his head as if confused,

"I am not sure…"