After the divorce, the ex-husband joined the Shura field

It took a week for the wound to be removed. I stayed in the hospital for one night, except for a slight concussion. I was discharged home the next day.

Except for the addition of Shi Jin who is really hard to get rid of beside him, life doesn't seem to have changed much.

What may have changed is that Qi Wenzhan, who would give him a bouquet of roses every day, no longer appears, and the little milk dog Chu Xingqi seems to be less clingy than before and chats with him every day, and everything has returned to its original appearance.

He suddenly felt relieved.

So during the half month of his rest, someone would knock on the door every morning, and when he opened the door, there was a breakfast.There will be a lunch at noon, and a dinner in the evening, every day, every day, never miss a day.

He wanted to know who it would be, who else could there be besides Shi Jin.

In the evening, it was raining heavily outside.

Today was an exception, he didn't hear a knock on the door, and he didn't receive any of the three meals.

It was the first omission after thirteen days.

But it doesn't matter, if you can't catch up, you will naturally give up. This is normal, after all, he has decided to be hard-hearted.

There is a yoga mat in the living room. He is used to practicing basic skills on the yoga mat around [-] o'clock in the evening. Seeing that the show is about to reach the finals in the last two episodes, he will lead the team to practice dance intensively for several weeks. After resting at home for a period of time, he had to recover himself as soon as possible.

After all, he still has many plans on the agenda.

He also has plans for the future. Now that he has become more or less famous in this variety show in China, he will start a solo performance tour.

Then there will be a charity performance on his birthday, all of which need to be prepared in advance.

Be prepared to be safe.

It's just a matter of contacting the venue. After all, what he is going to do now is a solo performance. If there is no team, he will have to lay it out by himself. Only later will he have his team.

knock knock --

At this moment, there was a knock on the door, Song Xingli subconsciously looked at the door, raised his eyebrows slightly, huh?Anonymous is here?It seems a bit too late tonight, he doesn't eat after six o'clock.

After saying this in my heart, my stomach growled.

... What a slap in the face.

He got up from the yoga mat and walked towards the door with bare feet. Just when he opened the door and thought that all he would see was a box of lunch, he didn't expect a tall and soaked person to fall on top of him.

Subconsciously raised his hand to catch it.

It was Shi Jin who was drenched and hot all over.

Song Xingli almost didn't hug Shi Jin, so he could only lean on the door to support the limp Shi Jin, he frowned and looked at Shi Jin in front of him: "Hey, what are you doing?"

After the voice fell, he didn't hear Shi Jin's answer, only the sound of water dripping from Shi Jin's body echoed in the quiet entrance, 'tick tick tick', very clear.

It was already late autumn, and such a cool feeling passed from Shi Jin to himself, he couldn't help but shudder.

"……Have you got a meal yet?"

Shi Jin's extremely hoarse voice came from next to his ear, the sound line was like passing through sandpaper, which made the eardrums numb.

"It's past eight o'clock, and I don't eat at this point." Song Xingli put his hands on Shi Jin's shoulders and wanted him to stand still, but he didn't expect Shi Jin to stand still, and he didn't know how to solve it for a while: "What are you doing here? Why are you all wet and raining?"

"...I'm sick." Shi Jin slightly raised his hand to support the door behind Song Xingli, trying to use his strength to make himself stand still, but found that his limbs were weak, and it was difficult to lift his hand: "39 degrees."

Song Xing looked expressionlessly at Shi Jin who was leaning on him from the side, with imperceptible sullenness in his light amber eyes: "Do you feel proud when you are sick? Do you think I am the one who came to bring me food in the rain? Would he praise you? Shi Jin, how old are you, can't you be flexible?"

As soon as he finished speaking, he was caught off guard by Shi Jin and was pulled into his arms. Shi Jin was wearing a thin shirt, his soaked shirt and his hot chest were pressed against him, that powerful heart was beating happily, bumping into his heart .

Extra strong.

I only heard a hoarse and haggard laugh next to my ear, with a little joy.

"... Xing Xing, you are worried about me."

"roll."

Shi Jin rested his chin on Song Xingli's shoulder, leaned close to Song Xingli's face, his body temperature rose with fever, and his breath was hot and hot: "Are you hungry, can I cook for you?"

Song Xingli pushed Shi Jin away.

With a plop, Shi Jin fell down and sat by the door like this, looking up at Song Xingli with a dazed expression, he was caught off guard by being pushed, probably because he had a fever and was confused by such a push.

It may be that the temperature is high, the eye sockets are slightly red, and the glasses are tilted by the recoil, revealing the eyes underneath, red and moist, plus the hair and the whole body are soaked, this picture is a bit...

Danger.

Song Xingli half-closed his eyes.

"...how did you push me? I fell."

Song Xingli thought that he didn't use much force, why did he show a look of being ravaged///too thoroughly, as if he had done something to him, this look is really rare, who are you learning from?

He bowed his head and chuckled, closed the door, then turned around and squatted in front of Shi Jin.

"Shi Jin, did you do it on purpose?" Stretching out his hand to lift Shi Jin's chin, feeling the moistness on his fingertips, he asked with a smile into Shang Shi Jin's red eyes.

"I'm sorry, I didn't bring you food today, have you eaten now?" Shi Jin took Song Xingli's hand that pinched his chin and moved closer to hug him.

Song Xingli put his hands on Shi Jin's chest to prevent him from approaching, the slightly sunken corners of his lips carried a bit of playful malice, as if he had discovered something amusing.

"Why, do you think I can't make it myself without the food you sent? You still think I will definitely eat the food you sent?"

"I did it myself." Shi Jin still wanted to get close to Song Xingli indomitably. Although his body was weak and his consciousness was blurred, he subconsciously wanted to get close to his beloved.

Song Xingli was about to laugh and felt overwhelmed for a second, his pupils shrank.

When the back of his head was protected by a big hand and fell down, he didn't feel any pain, but the weight of the man on his body was not light at all, making him feel stuffy.

Not to mention being wet all over, his clothes were all wet.

Raising his eyes to meet Shi Jin who was leaning on him, the eyes that hit under the glasses couldn't help being dazed.

The red eyes, the scorching hot gaze, inch by inch, seemed to be trying to plunder him spiritually, the rapid breathing, as if anxiously preparing to do something, with the crazy wildness that broke out after restraint and forbearance.

Shi Jin, who was drenched all over, just supported himself like this, with his hands next to his ears, and the temperature of his wrists against his ears was scalding hot, and he could feel the heat emanating from Shi Jin's body through his clothes.

It was terribly hot.

The calm and gentle man on weekdays finally took off all his disguises, and completely showed his hottest emotions under the condition that his reason was almost broken.

"... Xing Xing, I feel so uncomfortable, I feel so uncomfortable being alone."

Burying his head into Song Xingli's neck, he hugged the person under him into his arms, and slowly closed his eyes from exhaustion.

Song Xingli felt that Shi Jin's body was scorching hot, the scorching heat and drenched clothes made him feel a little subtle, they were too familiar, and such familiarity would make their bodies respond to each other.

Subconsciously want to push away.

"...Don't go, please, hug me." Shi Jin hugged Song Xingli tightly and didn't let go, he was unconscious and didn't know what he should do now, all he knew was that he couldn't let people go: "...I'm good Miss you, I really miss you."

There was an imperceptible sob in the trembling voice.

Song Xingli was stunned.

Half a year ago, Shi Jin also said this to him, but he knew that Shi Jin was drinking, so he said such things to him, but he knew that this was the truth, Shi Jin really missed him very much That's why he said such things.

So the reason why he returned to China without hesitation was because he felt sorry for Shi Jin who had been waiting for him abroad for so long, and he decided not to be so selfish and go abroad alone to make his small family seem inseparable.

And he heard it again today.

Inexplicably, my heart was blocked.

In the past, he often said this to Shi Jin, but Shi Jin seldom said such things to him. This is Shi Jin's character. A loose hug will tell him his reluctance through behavior.

Especially every time they get together for a long time, Shi Jin will always hug him like this and not let him go, but he seldom says something like 'hug me, I miss you so much, I love you very much'.

Suddenly, he remembered a sentence.

Like is presumptuous, love is restrained, this sentence has been clearly interpreted by them in the past ten years.

When he was young and ignorant, he knew what liking was. His liking for Shi Jin was unscrupulous and presumptuous, but since he knew Shi Jin also liked him, he seemed to choose to restrain himself at first.

He could strongly feel Shi Jin's liking, but Shi Jin's approaching too measuredly made him anxious, it was he who tried hard to get a response from Shi Jin, but Shi Jin always approached slowly step by step, cautiously Yes, as if afraid of him getting hurt.

"Why don't you just tell me? Why don't you tell me every day?"

"..."

The only answer to him was the heavy and hot breathing from the side of his neck, and his lips were pressed against the side of his neck, ambiguous and difficult to break free.

He stayed like this for a while, and he struggled to help Shi Jin up. It's already late autumn, if this guy was still lying like this with a high fever in the rain, he would probably go to the hospital tomorrow.

It took a while to push Shijin into the bathroom.

First take off all the wet clothes on Shi Jin's body, and let him sit on the toilet first.

He turned around and went to fill the bathtub with hot water. He must not be able to support Shijin in the shower, so it would be faster to just throw him in and soak in the bath to warm up.

Just as he finished putting the hot water on and was about to help Shijin turn around, he bumped into Guang Guoguo's chest. He was stunned for two seconds and looked up at Shijin who stood up.

"you……"

"Will you take a bath?" Shi Jin stepped into the bathtub after speaking.

He watched Shi Jin sit in the bathtub to take a bath, and when he was about to speak, his wrist was held, and Shi Jin was pulled into the bathtub by surprise.

The water in the bathtub was slightly overflowed by the embrace of the two, and wet the dry ground.

Song Xingli felt that he was sitting on Shi Jin's lap, and it was still in a dangerous position. Not only the temperature of his body but also the temperature of a certain dangerous position made his throat tighten.

The drooping eyes met Shi Jin's reddish eyes, and his lips were slightly pursed.

The temperature in the bathroom rose, and the hot water in the bathtub softened the drenched faces of the two.

It's been a long time since I've been in such a close state, my mind is wandering, my heart is beating like a drum, and my imagination is uncontrollable.

"Xing Xing, I have to sweat a lot." Shi Jin put his hand on the back of Song Xingli's neck and pressed him against him. The tip of their noses rubbed against each other. He already felt that his body was so hot that it continued to explode, and he urgently needed to vent and let himself out. Sweating all over: "If you don't talk about feelings and talk about your body, I will let you order as you like, and you can touch me, okay?"

The deep and hoarse voice of the man in his sickness was so sexy that he could hold back his voice, that's really not human.

Song Xingli felt the warm breath passing over his lips, such unscrupulous teasing made him see that Shi Jin really had such a side.

He has always been the one who teases, and Shi Jin takes the lead.

If you don't talk about feelings, and everyone gets what they need, it's all agreed first, then it's not fair.

He curled his lips into a smile, raised his hand to caress Shi Jin's Adam's apple, and rubbed it gently with his fingertips, feeling the scorching heat of the pestle, and a funny and malicious intention emerged from the bottom of his amber clear eyes.

"I can do anything?"

"Ah."

"What about tying you?"

Shi Jin kissed the corner of Song Xingli's lips: "As you wish."

The author has something to say: hey hey hey hey hey hey hey hey hey it's a good start if you don't talk about feelings and talk about other things, isn't it?

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I probably won't post it until evening, because I'm going to start writing now! ! !wait for me