Strategies for flirting through books

In fact, he wanted to say, I can't walk, will you carry me?

He wanted to know how Yan Bozong would answer, but he also probably realized in his heart how the other party would answer, and how he would answer, so he naturally felt that he was not serious, and he was not serious when he was sick.

So without waiting for Yan Bozong's answer, he grinned and said with a smile: "Just kidding, I can go."

Mrs. Yan and the others were busy in the mahjong room, and he didn't go to say hello. He followed Yan Bozong out and got into the car. Maybe it was because of a fever, so he didn't think about anything else. The pants off thing.

When he arrived at the hospital, he breathed a sigh of relief. He needed an infusion, not an injection.It's just that when the needle was about to prick the back of his hand, he was still a little scared, so he turned his head away.Yan Bozong was on the phone at the door, as if he was talking to Yan Songwei.After the nurse went out, he came in after calling and said, "Songwei is busy, I can't make it."

"I don't need him to come back because of a minor illness. Brother, you can go back too. You don't need to stay here with me. After I finish the infusion, I will take a taxi back by myself."

"I'm fine, I'm staying at home."

When Qi Liangqin heard this, his heart was so sweet that he felt tired. No matter how strong a person is, he still hopes to have someone by his side when he is sick, no matter if this person is a relative, a friend, or a man he has a crush on.Yan Bozong sat down on the bench next to him and picked out a magazine to read.Qi Liangqin took out his mobile phone and played with it there.

He was the only one in this ward. After the nurse left, it became very quiet. He heard the sound of Yan Bozong turning the pages of the book, and couldn't help raising his eyelids slightly to look at him.

Yan Bozong sat very casually, leaning on the bench, but his legs were not crossed, instead they were spread wide apart, revealing a bulging bag in the middle.Qi Liangqin couldn't help but jump when he thought of the description of Yan Bozong's non-human dimensions in the novel.In fact, Yan Bozong seldom sits like this. Having served in the army, he always sits upright at home whether he is working or eating, with a majestic demeanor of his own.But he felt that this kind of Yan Bozong made him like him even more, as if he suddenly saw another side of Yan Bozong, unruly, wild, fierce, and full of masculinity.

Yan Bozong seemed to be aware of his gaze, and suddenly raised his head to look at him.Qi Liangqin was so frightened that he hurriedly lowered his head, but he couldn't hold the phone firmly and dropped it on the quilt.He quickly picked it up again, and the other hand was infusing. He didn't dare to move for fear of pulling the needle, but his left hand was not sensitive, and the phone was shaking a bit.

He randomly clicked on a piece of news to read, it was an entertainment news, a celebrity couple cheated, this was the big news these days, it had been on the headlines for several days in a row, and he was tired of reading it.He looked down for a while, guessing that Yan Bozong was no longer looking at him, then secretly raised his eyelids to look at Yan Bozong.

Yan Bozong put one arm on the long chair, his hand was just in front of his lips, and his thumb rubbed against his chin repeatedly.Those hands are indeed beautiful, with slender fingers, well-proportioned skeleton, and very neatly manicured nails.When Qi Liangqin was young, he loved keeping nails very much. He kept his little finger. He didn't know what he thought at that time. Later, when he was 20 years old, he cut his nails. Over the years, he felt embarrassed.

Men with long nails became something he couldn't tolerate. He even felt an inexplicable disgust when he saw it. Then he found that most straight and handsome guys don't wear nails. They all have refreshing hairstyles. And the same simple and clean fingers.

There is no doubt that Yan Bozong has a pair of charming hands.He stared blankly at Yan Bozong's thumb, watching him rubbing his chin again and again, his heart suddenly became hot, he didn't know whether he thought of himself as the hand that could caress Yan Bozong's chin, or he thought of himself Think of that chin, which is being gently scratched by Yan Bozong's charming and slender fingers.

Once, once, it made his heart tremble.

He swallowed, trying to moisten his thirsty throat.His consciousness was not clear, and he still had a fever. When he lowered his eyelids, he could even feel the burning of his eyelids.The light from above shone on his pale and slightly flushed face, and his long eyelashes left a shadow. He pursed his lips, thinking that with Yan Bozong around, he might have a fever all the time, and it wouldn't get better.

But if he can always have Yan Bozong's company, even if he has a fever, he is willing.

Love always seems to have a kind of magic power, a magic power that turns people into fools.When watching from the sidelines, he ridicules others with insight, but in it, it is like drinking poison to quench thirst.

After infusing two bottles of medicine for more than three hours, Qi Liangqin was shivering all the time when he left the hospital.Summer is coming, and the trendy and energetic young man has started to wear T-shirts. He is wrapped in a coat, but he still feels a bit cold.

"Why does his face look even uglier after the infusion?" Yan Bozong leaned over as he spoke, and reached out to touch his forehead.

Qi Liangqin froze, he felt that Yan Bozong's palm was very hot, but his forehead seemed damp and slightly cool.

"It's quite effective, the fever is gone." Yan Bozong fastened his seat belt, and by the way, put it on for him as well.When the car drove out, the sun came in through the windshield and shone on Yan Bozong's hands.Qi Liangqin said, "Thank you."

Yan Bozong seemed to be laughing when he heard the words, he heard a gasp similar to laughter, but turned his head to look at Yan Bozong, only to see the slightly raised corners of his mouth with an arc that couldn't tell if it was a smile: "Family, don't polite."

Qi Liangqin felt that it was not unreasonable for him to be trapped in the novel, and he realized that it was not all Qi Liangqin's fault when he was in it.Yan Bozong is not that kind of cold and ruthless man, on the contrary, he is a very standard eldest son of a wealthy family, majestic, capable, and gentlemanly.

Yan Bozong is a catastrophe destined by Qi Liang and Qin.

And Qi Liangqin looked like something in Yan Bozong's eyes.

At least in the first eighty chapters he read, Yan Bozong didn't show any affection for Qi Liangqin. He felt that if the characters in this novel didn't collapse, it would be impossible for Yan Bozong to fall in love with his younger brother's lover. He wasn't like that If he was a man, I wouldn't love him so much.They are two kinds of people, one is noble and perfect and not human, and the other is vile and vicious and not human.

Back home, Qi Liangqin was about to take medicine, the doctor ordered him to take three meals a day.

"Take it later," Yan Bozong said, "Take the medicine on an empty stomach to stimulate the stomach, and wait an hour or so after lunch."

Yan Yuan came into the room: "Mom let me see how you are, are you better?"

"After the infusion, it's much better." Qi Liangqin said.

"Fortunately, I took a look and it was all over forty degrees."

Yan Yuan looked at Yan Bozong in surprise: "So tall?"

"There is a sick person at home, you also serve snacks, the second child is not free, as a younger sister, you should care more about others."

Yan Bozong asked him to take a good rest and went out.Yan Yuan sat down and touched his forehead: "It's not burning. Shall I call my second brother and tell him to come back?"

"A little illness, it's all gone. Isn't it hypocritical to call him back?"

Yan Yuan just laughed and said, "It's also a good thing that my elder brother is careful. But our family is only careful with my elder brother."

Lunch in the Yan family is the most solemn, even the old lady Yan who pays attention to health preservation and loves vegetarianism will eat more meat.But for today's lunch, Aunt Chun cooked porridge and two side dishes for him alone.Yan Yuan saw two separate plates placed in front of him, and asked, "Why is it different for him alone, is it sick meal?"

Aunt Chun smiled and said, "Bo Zong said that Xiaoqi has a bad appetite when he is sick, so he should eat lightly."

Yan Bozong really cared about people, even though it was a small matter, it warmed his heart.Qi Liangqin raised his head and asked, "Where's the elder brother?"

"He went out on business, said he would have lunch with clients, and would not come back."

Yan Yuan said: "Maybe it's not about the client. I heard that he seemed to be on the phone with his sister-in-law's brother, and his face was quite ugly."

But the old lady Yan didn't answer Yan Yuan's words, and Qi Liangqin and Aunt Chun didn't know about it, so Yan Yuan looked at everyone and continued to eat with her head down.Qi Liangqin felt somewhat disappointed when he saw the darkening sky outside.

In the afternoon, the weather suddenly changed, from sunny to cloudy, and then it started to rain.Qi Liangqin fell asleep on the bed, and when he woke up, it was already dark.

It was raining outside, and this was his favorite rainy day.Yan Songwei hasn't come back yet, he hopes in his heart that Yan Songwei won't come back, he thinks the big bed is very comfortable to lie on.He turned over, turned sideways, and suddenly saw the lights of the opposite house turned on.

He immediately sat up and looked at the opposite window.He saw Yan Bozong took off his coat and was busy.

He lay on the window, staring blankly, the window was a bit damp, sometimes splashing his arms.

In fact, he wasn't just looking at Yan Bozong, he didn't have such deep feelings for Yan Bozong.In fact, he is more like looking at his love.

Yan Bozong is very good, this very good man, if it was his, how wonderful it would be, what would it be like to be with him.He was imagining this and that in the sound of the rain.They might make out on a rainy night like this, the slapping of flesh quicker than raindrops.It is also possible to sleep with our arms around each other on such a rainy night, do nothing, and feel the warmth of love.This is what he would have imagined on countless rainy nights in the past, imagining how he would spend such nights after he has a lover.

He let out a sigh of relief, thinking about it, he actually felt sweet and sad.

The night is already very deep.This Yan Bozong didn't know what it tasted like.What is it like to be a man.Qi Liang Qin thought shyly and alone, obviously thinking about something with a little shame, but there was no desire in his heart, only longing and endless loneliness.

He felt that he could understand more and more the heart of Qi Liangqin in the novel.When a person has someone in his heart, loneliness will become unbearable. After a long time, loneliness will change its taste and become loneliness.Loneliness is different from loneliness. If you can't stand loneliness, you will go to the abyss of desire, and you can't turn back.

The author has something to say: For me, Tanmei novels are not gay novels, they are not realistic, so they are another world just like wearing books.I hope that those who read Tanbi will not be too rational and emotional, so that the themes and emotional types of Tanbi can be diversified and read by readers with different needs.If it doesn't suit your needs, spray lightly.

thank you all.