Possessive relationship

The next morning, when I woke up in a daze, I moved my arms, and it was rare to find that Qingqing was still asleep, and even my movements didn't wake him up.This is rare for him, usually he sleeps very lightly, in case I call to be ready at any time.

I didn't wake him up, I looked down at his peaceful and handsome sleeping face.Qingqing hugged my arms with both hands, resting her head on my shoulders, sleeping soundly.As soon as I moved, he frowned subconsciously, and as my arm stuck closer to me, almost his whole body was stuck in my arms.

When he moved, I realized that I had no feeling in my shoulders. I wanted to move my arms to change the position, but when I moved, I woke up Qingqing.

"Master?" He called me dimly, and then he realized that he was so close to me, he was so frightened that he lost his sleepiness, jumped up and said: "Qingqing has no rules, wakes up later than the master, please The master punishes."

"Punishment? After the beating last night, do you have any good skin? I don't want to see blood." I pulled him to lie down, I didn't want to see him making a fuss, it was still early, and I could lie down for a while.

Qingqing lay down next to me again, hesitantly said: "Then... please wait for the master to punish Qingqing when she is better?"

I thought it was funny, so I moved my numb shoulders, closed my eyes and hugged Qingqing into my arms again, touched him, touched his forehead, opened my eyes and saw that his face was a little red, and asked Said: "Qingqing, do you have a little fever?"

Qingqing rubbed her forehead with some doubts, and muttered: "No way, how could a slave have a fever."

I checked his wound. Although there was not much bleeding, there was obvious congestion under the skin. The wound was red and swollen and a little whitish. It was probably a fever caused by inflammation.I sighed, "It seems that you have been hit hard. I have never seen you get sick before."

"It's just a little fever, the master doesn't have to worry, the slave won't get sick." Qingqing argued softly, with the expression of a child who is afraid of taking medicine.

I hugged Qingqing's body with one arm, and asked him funny: "Why, you are not afraid of being beaten, but are you afraid of taking medicine?"

"Master...do you want to give the slave medicine?" He looked up at me.

When I heard him ask this question, I was surprised: "In the past on the island, if you were sick and didn't take medicine, how did you treat it?"

"On the island, slaves are not given medicine when they are injured or sick, unless they are afraid of leaving scars on the skin. They also exercised specially during training. If they can't even endure this level of punishment, slaves It may not be used for a few years after it is sold. It’s because Qingqing is too delicate, she didn’t dare to get sick when she was on the island in the past, and it made the owner bother, it’s Qingqing’s fault.”

I listened to his explanation as if admitting his mistake, and I knew he was telling the truth.In that kind of place where people are treated improperly, slaves who may be too weak may not survive the day of being sold.Hearing him say "this level of punishment", I knew that although the beating was severe this time, Qingqing must have received heavier beatings during training before.

Maybe it's not that he did anything wrong, it's just to let him adapt, so that he won't die easily when he is beaten after being sold.

I hugged Qingqing with some distaste, and said to him: "You are my property, and I have the final say on how to deal with it. I will punish you for being so delicate."

Qingqing answered carefully, I asked him to bring the medicine box over, took out anti-inflammatory medicine and anti-fever medicine for him, and fell asleep with my arms around him for a while.

I hugged Qingqing tighter, stuffed the quilt tightly and wrapped him in the quilt to be lazy.Qingqing was still a little panicked at first, but when the medicine kicked in, she had no energy at all, and soon fell asleep again.I didn't sleep the night before, and I didn't want to get up at this time, so I lay lazily, with my eyes closed, thinking about something.

My physique is not good. When I was a child, I was prone to catch a cold and have a fever. Every time I had the flu, I couldn’t escape it.Later, when I grew up, I got a little better, but I was still squeamish. Even when I was with Chen Zhiyao, I would get a little sick from time to time. At the beginning, if he tossed a little bit harder, I would be sick for several days. Fortunately, I I found that Chen Zhiyao would be a little gentler whenever I was sick, so I used to lie down for several days by being sick. Chen Zhiyao might be a little upset but he wouldn't say anything, but he would be more severe afterwards. I exercise more.

It's strange to say that I was reluctant to be forced by Chen Zhiyao to exercise, because it would be more convenient for him to torment me after the exercise, but over the past few years, my physique has really gradually improved a lot .

In this way, meeting Chen Zhiyao wasn't all a bad thing.I haven't had a cold for a long time, and it's good that I don't have to smell the cold medicine anymore.If I were reduced to Qingqing, I'm afraid I wouldn't be able to survive the day when I was bought away, right?

I turned over and looked at Qingqing. I covered him with the quilt up to his chin, and now he only showed half of his face. He seemed to be sleeping soundly. There was a lot of sweat on his forehead, and his face was not so pale. dim.

I touched his forehead again, the temperature seems to have gone down, he is really in good health, maybe he hasn't taken medicine for a long time, so the effect of taking it once is more obvious than others.

I leaned my head against the head of the bed, held Qing Qing in my arms, felt the rising and falling of his chest and his warm skin when he breathed, looked at Qing Qing's delicate face, and felt a kind of beautiful peace.I don't need to think about anything, I don't want to think about anything, I just lie quietly like this, I feel that the memories are finally far away from me.

I just lay down like this, warming Qingqing who was shy from the cold with my body temperature, and waited until Qingqing woke up.

The first thing he did after waking up was to secretly test the temperature of his forehead with his hands, and when he felt that the temperature was already normal, he happily smiled at me and said, "Master, it's not hot anymore."

I also touched his face very happily, pinched his cheek, and said, "Why are you happy? There is still punishment waiting for him when he recovers."

Looking at me with clear eyes, without dodging, he said: "The slave is ready, please rest assured, the slave will not be broken easily."

In this way, it seems that he is worried that being sick for too long will delay my punishment of him.

I leaned over and kissed him lightly near the base of his ear, and said to him, "Take care of it well, and I'll take you out if it doesn't burn."

After hearing this, Qingqing's eyes lit up first, then she quickly shrank back, wrapped herself in the quilt, and only showed a small face to inquire: "Where does the master want to take Qingqing? Qingqing... Hmm... I don't dare to get sick again after being cleared up, the master doesn't need to be retrained..."

I knew what he was worried about, so I didn't answer. I just put on a straight face and pretended to be serious and said: "You don't have to worry about what I think. You can just take good care of your illness now. If you don't take the medicine and get seriously ill, I will take care of you." punish you."

"Yes, Qingqing understands." Qingqing was still a little scared after passing by last night, and now she is more obedient and panicked than before.He ate everything I asked him to eat without leaving a mouthful, and he stopped trying to be brave and said that he was fine. He took medicine and drank water on time, and he recovered very quickly.