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The few days with Song Xinheng were uneventful. Fang Wei's routine work tasks were reduced, and he spent a lot of time and attention on Song Xinheng.The light diet and timely treatment made Song Xinheng's recovery process quite smooth, but he himself was obviously dissatisfied with this efficiency. After all, if he fully recovered, Fang Wei might propose to return to his original post at any time.

"This is for you," Song Xinheng put out a file bag and put it in the arms of Fang Wei, who was in the co-pilot, because he liked to drive Fang Wei home by himself recently.When he opened it, it was a neatly bound text report, and he said, "Don't worry, he's doing well."

On the night of the incident, Song Xinshu did not directly drive Du Chenghong home, but also took him to the hospital for an examination of his injuries.Facts have proved that although Song Xinheng was angry, he did not attack the vitals, and only caused some skin trauma.Watching Fang Wei go through each inspection carefully, Song Xinheng felt sore, but he just said: "I paid him for his medical expenses and also paid him for his mental damage."

"I've reflected on it, and it was my fault to hit someone," Song Xinheng said, "But I've beaten them all, and I won't regret it."

When Song Xinheng drove the car into the garage, Fang Wei was stuffing the inspection results back into the bag.After turning off the car lights, Fang Wei just touched the socket of the seat belt when Song Xinheng, who turned his head and pushed him over, gave him a kiss.After taking away the injury report that Fang Wei was holding, he quickly opened the door and got out of the car.When he got home, after Fang Wei took a shower, Song Xinheng knocked on the door holding his bottles and cans.

At the beginning, he was still on guard, and the number of times he was attacked suddenly made Fang Wei tired. At the same time, he also felt that since the relationship would not end for a while, there was no need to worry about this kind of thing every time.In fact, if it's lonely to be alone, after living alone for a long time, if the room is just a few panting guys, everyone will want company.

Fang Weilai was watching the TV series in the room, and Song Xinheng naturally switched the place of applying the medicine to the bedroom. There was no sofa in the room, but Song Xinheng was wearing his unpretentious shorts, and naturally sat beside the bed.After getting along for a while, Fang Wei's vigilance gradually weakened, and he looked away from the TV screen. Fang Wei knelt up from the bed and checked Song Xinheng's injuries.

"The recovery is really good. It's almost invisible if you don't look carefully." Fang Wei rummaged through the bottles and jars on the bed sheet for a while, only to find that the bag containing the cotton swabs was empty.Song Xinheng didn't find any new ones, so he found a hot towel to wipe Fang Wei's hands, and asked him to apply the medicine with his fingers.Fang Wei was serious at first, but when he heard Jiang Qin's laughter on the TV, he lost most of his attention immediately.

Compared with cotton swabs, Fang Wei's soft fingertips are obviously much warmer.Song Xinheng opened his eyes and saw Fang Wei's focused side face with a smile. His heart moved, and he silently held Fang Wei's hand hanging in front of him, letting his fingers touch his face again.The man watching TV didn't respond, Jiang Qin's close-up shot flashed by, and Fang Wei subconsciously raised his drug-stained fingers to touch the remote control next to Song Xinheng's leg.

Fang Wei pressed the rewind button a few times, and replayed that smile many times, and after seeing enough, he came back to the neglected Song Xinheng.Realizing that the fingers that were slowly applying the ointment paused again, Song Xinheng subconsciously touched the remote control and helped Fang Wei re-review the camera. Such a simple action made Fang Wei feel good about him, and he even pulled He said: "You watch TV!"

"This face is incredible, he is the most beautiful boy I have ever seen!" With a fake smile in response to Fang Wei's taste, Song Xinheng raised his eyes, thinking that Fang Wei must not remember, he used to think that the most beautiful boy in the world Obviously it was the one in front of me.Thinking that Fang Wei had watched him be so nympho before, Song Xinheng secretly felt that the world cannot be controlled, if time can be turned back, maybe he is still on the screen.

"Can you see so much?" Song Xinheng took a towel and wiped Fang Wei's hands, and didn't intend to leave. He applied medicine to other parts of his body as before.Fang Wei sat on his knees under the quilt, looking engrossed, and didn't hear clearly what Song Xinheng was asking. Seeing that the time on the watch was about to come, he stretched out his hand and patted Song Xinheng's thigh twice: "Can you help me turn off the computer?" Bring it here?"

Song Xinheng was suddenly touched by someone's leg, and before his face turned red, he followed Fang Wei's direction and helped him bring the laptop, and thoughtfully connected the charging cable and mouse.After connecting to the WIFI, Fang Wei opened dozens of webpages, and when Song Xinheng, who was touching his leg, approached curiously, he didn't push the person away, but said: "I didn't hear what you asked me just now. "

"It's nothing, I just said that you like Jiang Qin." After applying the medicine silently, Song Xinheng felt that he was delicious, and tentatively moved towards Fang Wei. Even if he touched him, the other party didn't respond.On the page is the recent popularity list. Fang Wei's methodical operation of the keyboard is more serious than when he is working. He said: "But I am not enough. Jiang Qin needs more people to like him."

"Although he will definitely be popular in the future, as far as he is concerned, there are still too few fans. For traffic idols, this will lose a lot of resources. I want to do my best to help him win more." Fang Wei watched Looking at Song Xinheng, he continued: "This list is very important. If you can get to the top of this list, not to mention performances, even resident variety shows are not out of the question."

What Fang Wei said, Song Xinheng nodded patiently. This kind of response made Fang Wei, who was in a state of excitement, forget that this person had said bad things about Jiang Qin, and automatically classified the person in front of him as a fellow.Song Xinheng looked at those sparkling eyes, but he didn't feel any jealousy. He just felt that Fang Wei's heartfelt expectation made his chest warm up.

As long as it is about Jiang Qin, even if Song Xinheng's question is full of loopholes, Fang Wei will not hesitate to enlighten him. It seems that he has done enough homework for star chasing, and selling Amway seems to be able to directly write a thesis on Jiang Qin's career path.Song Xinheng didn't listen much, he only knew that even though he was close enough to hold Fang Wei in his arms, Fang Wei was still holding the computer, not guarded at all.

"This vote will be very hard." No matter how many trumpets you register, it is doomed to be a tough battle. Fang Wei nodded subconsciously and began to think about the time to sleep in the past few days, but he didn't want Song Xinheng to turn off his computer: "No Getting a good rest can interfere with work."

"Lend me a few minutes, and then go to sleep. The list... I'll figure it out for you." Dazed by Fang Wei's fine eyelashes, Song Xinheng stared at those confused eyes, and continued: "Yes. Is it? Let him go straight to the top of the list."

Fang Wei didn't understand what he was doing for a few minutes, but when he heard the top of the list, he subconsciously swallowed back the words of rejection, as if afraid of Song Xinheng's repentance, he nodded quickly.The computer was moved away by Song Xinheng, Fang Wei rubbed his numb calf, and the next second, he was suddenly pressed down on the bed by his waist. I couldn't breathe for a while.

The pressure on the waist was light and heavy, and the edge of the pajamas was wrinkled under the pressure of fingers, but it still didn't reach under the hem.Sensing Song Xinheng's obvious hesitation, as if he had not forgotten to stick to the bottom line even when he crossed the line, Fang Wei's sudden fear seemed a little superfluous.Different from the previous prank, Song Xinheng pried Fang Wei's teeth, and gently covered Fang Wei's eyes when his lips and tongue were intertwined.

The possessive kiss ran over every inch of the mouth, Fang Wei was kissed until the tip of his tongue was numb, but he still endured it silently.The forceful kiss gradually became tender, and Song Xinheng moved his concealed hand to the back of Fang Wei's neck, and the strength of the stroking became gentle.I don't know how long the repeated kisses lasted. Fang Wei was so dazed by the kiss that he forgot to push him away.

Song Xinheng propped up his upper body, and when he saw Fang Wei's teeth marks on his lips, he lowered his head and stuck them.When they separated again, Song Xinheng didn't dare to continue to stare at Fang Wei. After confirming that Fang Wei was not angry, he moved some distance away and helped Fang Wei drag the quilt over to cover it up.His hand reached under the quilt, Fang Wei shrank his legs slowly, but Song Xinheng groped for his hand: "Hey, go to sleep."

"Leave the list to me," he said as if he was reluctant to let go of the strength on his hand, "I'll help you realize your wish."