Ye Ye Zhiqiu

It was already late at night when the two woke up.Tong Qiu got up from the bed and saw that the needle in Han Ye'an's hand had been pulled out, his face turned red immediately, and he didn't know when the nurse sister came in and what he saw.

Han Ye'an stretched out his hand to stop her waist in a half-dream and half-awake state, "When is it?"

Tong Qiu picked up the mobile phone at the side and glanced, "Two o'clock."

"Are you hungry? Order takeaway?" Han Ye'an rubbed his eyes, leaned his head on Tong Qiu's back, his voice was still a little confused.

There was food on the bedside table, Tong Qiu thought for a while, "My brother brought food, it's too late, I'll go outside and heat it up."

"Okay." Han Ye'an agreed, but did not let go.

Han Ye'an was very different when he was sick. Although he was still not enthusiastic, he could feel that she was relying on him as if nothing.Adding a strong hug, and the slow retreating movement... Tong Qiu, who realized these details, felt as if his heart was wrapped in honey.

She turned sideways, put her hand on the messy head behind her, and rubbed it.Han Ye'an had done this to her many times, but it was the first time for her.

The hair is soft, and the person on the bed is also soft, with an unprecedented docile appearance, which makes Tong Qiu feel very novel.Han Ye'an has always given her the feeling that she is reliable, as if nothing can make her fall down, but at this moment, she clearly feels that this person also has a vulnerable side, which makes her feel that the relationship between them closer.

When couples get along, one should not always take care of the other, she should also be someone that Han Ye'an can rely on.

"I'm going to heat the meal," she said.

"Go." Han Ye'an said.Still not moving.

Her warm breath swept over Tong Qiu's waist. Tong Qiu's waist was always sensitive, so he turned around and pressed her shoulder.In the dim light of the bedside lamp, the smile on Han Ye'an's face was particularly conspicuous.

Tong Qiu protects his waist and smiles: "Are you acting like a baby?"

She thought that Han Ye'an would not answer. After all, this person's aloofness is his nature, but Han Ye'an was not silent this time. She made a thoughtful expression, with innocent eyes: "Can't I act like a baby?"

Tong Qiu's actions froze for a moment, this kind of Han Ye'an...is very different.

"Yes... yes." She stammered and replied, feeling a sudden poke somewhere in her heart.I don't know what it feels like, but that sentence popped into my mind: This is my girlfriend.

Not sister, not Han Ye'an, but girlfriend.

Why is it so amazing?She couldn't help laughing out loud, and pressed Han Ye'an's shoulder with one hand, and stretched out the other hand to her chin, cos the domineering president: "One more, otherwise I don't want to eat tonight."

She looked so funny, Han Ye'an rolled her eyes, lowered her head, leaned closer to the hand holding her chin, and placed a kiss on the tip of her white index finger. Her voice was hoarse, but unexpectedly soft, and even the end of her voice rose a little: "hungry."

A hot stream rushed straight to the top of his head, Tong Qiu stood up awkwardly, he didn't know where to put his hands and feet, "I'll go...to heat the meal..." After speaking, he ran away with the bag, without looking back.

The girlfriend ran away, Han Ye'an turned over, found a comfortable position to lie down, with his head resting on his still numb arm, and smiled.

The mobile phone was on the side cabinet, and she reached out to take it. Fortunately, it was packed in a waterproof bag, and there was no problem with being soaked.

Turned on the phone, and sure enough there was a row of missed calls, including dozens of calls from Fu Lin and Jennifer alone.Later, Tina should have given the news to go back, and it was much quieter in the afternoon.

"Hey, Jennifer." She called the editor back.

It was noon at the other party's place, and he answered in seconds, "How are you? Are you really not hurt?" Jennifer was scared to death when she heard the news, but fortunately Tina called later and said she was all right, so she was a little relieved.

"I'm not injured, but I have a fever, and it's almost gone." Han Ye'an explained to her what happened. Although the description was very plain, Jennifer still imagined a thrilling drama and insisted on giving her a holiday.

"I know you are a workaholic, but work is never as important as health. This time I will give you five days off. You must rest well. Don't be stubborn with me..."

"I agree, thank you." Han Ye'an said straightforwardly.

Jennifer choked up over there, when did Han Ye'an accept the holiday so easily? "Why is it so easy to persuade you today? Usually, it is compulsory to rest for half a day."

"For family harmony." Han Ye'an replied.

"what?"

"Accompany your girlfriend," she added.

Jennifer over there smiled when she heard the words, "Finally caught up? Congratulations. But you are a patient, how can you coax people?"

"I have to coax you even when you're sick," Han Ye'an sat up, "No conflict."

Tong Qiu, who came back with the meal, walked outside the door, just in time to hear her say this, blushed, coughed, went to the bed and sat down.

Jennifer heard the voice, "Okay, I'm relieved that you're fine, it's getting late, take a good rest."

Seeing her hang up the phone, Tong Qiu handed over the hot porridge, "When do I want you to coax me?"

Han Ye'an didn't reach out to pick it up, she put the phone aside and sat still, "Then... I want you to coax me." Perhaps the disease can indeed make the brain's defense line easier to break, and now she wants to stay in Tongtong all the time. Qiu's side, never leaving.So it's not she coaxing Tong Qiu, but she wants to be coaxed by Tong Qiu.

"Ah?" Tong Qiu was stunned again while holding the bowl.

It's really not easy to tease, the key point is that Han Ye'an has no experience.forget it.She raised her hand, but she was still unwilling to lift it halfway, so she put it down again, "It's numb."

"..." When I was holding the phone just now, I didn't see that you couldn't use your strength.

But it doesn't matter, Tong Qiu already understood that when Han Ye'an was sick, he was clingy and had to be pampered, she was not unhappy at all, she was even happy, and happily fed him.

"I like you so much." She blew a spoonful of porridge to Han Ye'an's mouth, her eyes glowing with excitement, "You can still act like a baby."

Han Ye'an ate the porridge, "Like it?"

She asked seriously, Tong Qiu put down the empty bowl, leaned over and touched her cheek, "I like it."

Han Ye'an hugged her back and asked for a deep kiss on the back of her head.

"Hmm...you...don't touch my waist..." Tong Qiu held her neck with one hand, and grabbed her right hand stretched towards his waist with the other.

Fingertips brushed across the back of the waist, causing a tremor, Tong Qiu's body softened instantly, she stepped back, panting and complaining, "I told you not to touch...uh..."

Obviously they haven't been separated for a few days, but it seems like half a lifetime has passed, and the accumulated thoughts are pouring in like a flood, and their lips and teeth can no longer fully vent them.

This time Tong Qiu finally felt it, the hand moved from behind her to the front of her body, the button of the shirt was undone when her thumb and index finger rubbed against each other, if she hadn't grabbed that wrist, she probably wouldn't have felt it at all.

Han Ye'an is a goblin at all.

The crazy kiss landed on Tong Qiu's neck, and Han Ye'an reached out to turn off the last light on the bedside. Maybe there was still light in the room, but Tong Qiu couldn't see anything. She was night blind. It's like being blindfolded.

"What are you doing with the lights off..." She hugged her head on her chest, and even Han Ye'an's kiss couldn't relieve the uneasiness caused by the darkness.

Han Ye'an's movements stopped suddenly, and the sound of heavy breathing stopped right above her face. Tong Qiu raised his hand to touch her nose bridge and lips, feeling a little relieved.

"What's wrong?" she asked.

"It's nothing..." Han Ye'an lowered his head, buried his face on her almost naked shoulder, restrained himself and kissed her, then propped himself up, put her clothes on carefully, and then reached out and turned on the bedside lamp .

Finally able to see again, Tong Qiu touched his aching neck, looked at Han Ye'an's expression, "I'm just afraid of the dark..."

"I know." Han Ye'an turned his head and brushed away the hair sticking to her face for her, "I didn't control it well." This kind of place and this kind of timing are not suitable for doing anything.

Tong Qiu was taken aback.It turns out... Han Ye'an is feeling guilty for this?

"Is it because I'm not attractive enough?" Tong Qiu moved her face closer, blinked and looked at her, innocent and seductive, "Why do you want to control?" Although I had thought of taking my time, but this kind of thing, you don't care I wish, she's not a child anymore, it'll be fine when the atmosphere comes, what's the use of restraint.

What a goblin.

Han Ye'an sighed, "It's not good here." It's not good anywhere.

"Oh." Tong Qiu didn't say anything more, the heat on his face hadn't subsided yet.

"Go to sleep." Han Ye'an touched her face and said.

Tong Qiu buried his head in her arms, and lazily said, "Can't sleep." How could he still be able to fall asleep since he fell asleep in the afternoon.

"That can't last until dawn." Han Ye'an sat on the bed, lifted the quilt and put the person in, "Let me read something for you, and put you to sleep."

Tong Qiu lay down obediently, with his eyes exposed outside the quilt, "What are you reading?"

Han Ye'an picked up the phone, "Read a fairy tale?"

"Okay." Tong Qiu agreed with a smile, since she was a child, she has never experienced a bedtime story.

In the cool night, Han Ye'an tucked the quilt for her, asked someone to lean on him, found a Hans Christian Andersen fairy tale, and began to tell: "There was a little boy who received a big gift box on his birthday. Look, there are 25 little tin soldiers in it, and the little boy is very happy..."

Her voice is very soft, and her exceptionally unique voice blends with the night, like the waves on the seashore in summer night, grabbing Tong Qiu's consciousness little by little, and making her fall into a deep sleep.

"A gust of wind lifted the ballerina up, and blew her high and low, and flew towards the stove, and landed beside the Tin Soldier.

... the little tin soldier became a little tin heart, and the ballerina and the tin heart were fused together. "

The story is very short, and when Han Ye'an finished speaking and looked down, Tong Qiu had already fallen asleep.She put down her phone, lay down gently, stuffed the person into her arms, and raised her hand to turn off the light.The coming of darkness again made Tong Qiu subconsciously approach the place where he was relying on, so he put more force on Han Ye'an's waist.

As the long night draws to a close, those who embrace each other fall into a deep sleep.

The author has something to say: Han Ye'an: I can't flirt

Tong Qiu: Han Ye'an is a fairy

Tong Qiu: Am I not attractive enough?

Han Ye'an: What a fairy

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