Medicine Dao Wanhua

After dinner, the family chatted and watched TV in front of the TV. As the only member who was not a member of the family, Song Dongxu acted more like a child of their family than Fang Chen. In front of the Fang family, he always had endless things to say. Even if it's just a very common topic, he can talk vividly and interestingly, making everyone listened intently. This is not at all like the brutal and surly behavior he showed outside. It's about to fall out.

But in the Fang family, this is very common. In the eyes of Fang Chungen and his wife, Song Dongxu is a good boy.

After watching the news broadcast, I watched two episodes of the popular TV series recently. Xiao Fangxing had already been carried back to the room by Xia Yunxue to sleep, and Fang Chen also felt sleepy.

After taking a shower, Xia Yunxue came out of the bathroom. While wiping her hair, she happened to see Fang Chen yawn, and said, "There's still a lot of hot water. If you're sleepy, Xiaochen, wash it first."

Fang Chen was really sleepy, he always got up early and went to bed early, it was almost time for him to go to bed at this point, so he nodded and went into the room to get his pajamas to take a bath.

Song Dongxu followed all the way in, and also dug out the pajamas from the bag he brought.

"Are you sleepy too? Why don't you take a shower first." Fang Chen said in a masterly manner that he would back down.

"Let's wash together." Song Dongxu hugged his pajamas and said to him, his eyes were shining, and he seemed very much looking forward to taking a bath with Fang Chen.

Fang Chen frowned, although when they were young they often took a bath together, but now that they are grown up, how can they be the same, it's awkward to think about it. "The hot water is not enough, you just wash it first."

"If you don't have enough water, just boil it again. If it doesn't work, I can use cold water."

At this time, the bathrooms of ordinary people naturally do not have any water heaters. Most people buy a hot water heater. When they need hot water, they put it in the water and plug it in to boil water. It is fast and convenient.

Fang Chen still disagreed, and said firmly, "The bathroom is only that big, it's too crowded to wash together."

Seeing that he had no room to back down, Song Dongxu had no choice but to give up this idea with a gloomy expression.

"Then you wash it first, I'll wait a little longer."

Fang Chen carried his pajamas into the bathroom, and when he came out again, his skin was pink and tender, and his black hair was also steamed, which was contaminated by the mist in the bathroom.

After saying good night to the adults, Fang Chen went back to his room. He lay on the bed and picked up a book and read it absently, waiting for Song Dongxu to come out.

When he turned two pages of the book and his upper and lower eyelids began to fight, Song Dongxu finally came back.He locked the door, then climbed onto the bed, Fang Chen closed the book and put it away, and moved the place inside to make room for it.

Song Dongxu got into the bed, hugged Fang Chen, and sighed contentedly, "I feel like I haven't slept with you for a long time, this feeling really makes me miss it."

"Actually, you lived at my house yesterday," Fang Chen said lazily, not rejecting Song Dongxu's actions, "I said when will you go home?"

"Are you driving me away?" Song Dongxu froze, he never thought that Fang Chen would drive him away.

"I'm not driving you away," Fang Chen felt drowsy, couldn't open his eyes, and didn't notice his strangeness, "I don't have any opinions on how long you want to stay here, but if you don't go back, you won't be afraid of your parents. Worried? Have you told them?" His tone became slow, intermittent as if it would disappear at any moment.

Hearing that he didn't really want to chase him away, Song Dongxu heaved a sigh of relief, his stiff body softened, "It doesn't matter if you say it or not, they don't care if I'm at home or not, so don't worry about it."

"Then... that's good... the lights are off... dazzling..."

Hearing the weaker and weaker voice in his arms, and the more steady breathing, Song Dongxu turned off the light, and fell asleep with Fang Chen in his arms.

Fang Chen knew that he was dreaming, his consciousness was still clear, and he knew that what he was seeing was just a dream, but he couldn't wake up from his deep sleep.

It was an empty place, foggy everywhere, and nothing but myself.

Knowing that he was dreaming, Fang Chen was not in a hurry, he walked slowly in one direction, aimlessly.

The dense fog around him unknowingly dispersed little by little, and Fang Chen found himself in a room.

In front of the tall sandalwood bookshelf is a table case with the Four Treasures of the Study, and a volume of medical skills is spread out on the soft couch next to it, which shows that the master left before finishing it.

Outside the open window sill, the sun slanted into the room, and a few peach blossoms were inserted in the white ornamental vase with a big belly and a small neck.

Fang Chen was a little dazed, this was his study, his world in the Valley of Thousand Flowers, he hadn't dreamed of it for a long time.

Before he could figure it out, a faint groan came to his ears, he turned around and looked back, the study was connected to his bedroom.

That moan came from his body, it was low and depressing, but also somewhat familiar.

Where does it seem to have been heard?Fang Chen was confused, he took a step forward and approached the bedroom.

Lifting the gauze curtain separating the two rooms, Fang Chen could no longer move forward, his eyes widened, and he couldn't believe what he saw.

He used to rest on the carved Babu bed that was now stored in his purse. Two figures in disheveled clothes intertwined and intertwined, and the intermittent groans came from there.

I didn't see clearly who the person above was, but I couldn't forget the young man with long hair like ink below. The black hair was scattered on the bed, his face was flushed, his eyebrows were slightly frowned, and he seemed to be in pain but not in pain. Isn't it the former self?

He only felt a blur in front of his eyes, and when he saw it again, Fang Chen had already changed places. Even though he didn't understand, his consciousness clearly told him that he was on the bed now, and someone was pressing on him.

With a tall and naked figure, his hands felt perfect and full of explosive muscles, which were healthy and strong that he was jealous of.

"Xiaochen..."

Calling with suppressed desire, so familiar that Fang Chen couldn't mistake it. He opened his mouth, and a name was about to come out, but his breath was blocked by that person.

The pure masculine breath rushed into his mouth and nose, followed by his smooth tongue. Fang Chen's eyes widened suddenly, and the familiar washbasin came into his eyes. He could only see the astonishment in those black eyes clearly. desire.

Hands with thick calluses were cruising on the body, every place seemed to be lit with flames, and it became hot from the inside out, and the shock that had not faded in the clear eyes began to soften, and slowly became confused.

what happened to him?How could you have such a dream?

Can't understand, but excited because of the other party's actions, the body is burning, the lips are sealed, and the suffocation feeling of being unable to breathe makes a more vivid desire rush all over the body. The location also began to change.

"Xiaochen..." The man finally let go of his lips, and the deep voice was still calling his name, but the lips and tongue had already descended, from the chin all the way down, back and forth between the neck and the collarbone, and finally stopped chest.

"Ah-uh!" Reason made him suppress the moan that suddenly came out of his mouth, but his body responded honestly, and his hands, which were whiter and slender than that person's, tightly hugged the big head buried in his chest , The whole body was trembling, and the strange feeling became stronger and stronger.

He knew what it was, even though his body was not healthy back then and he rarely had desires, the few times were enough for him to understand that he was in love now.

But why him?Why do I have such a dream?The target is this same-sex guy who is so much younger than him?

Unable to think and understand, the trembling of the body became more and more intense, high and low moans came out of the mouth, and could no longer be suppressed——

"Xiaochen, what's the matter with you, Xiaochen? Wake up?!" The voice that has completely passed the voice change period has become calm and full of magnetism, familiar and anxious, who is this?

The picture in front of him suddenly shattered like a mirror, and the world returned to darkness, but that anxious voice kept calling him.

It took a few tries for the heavy eyelids to finally open, and the young and familiar face came into view.

"...Song Dongxu?"

"Great, you finally woke up." Seeing Fang Chen finally woke up, Song Dongxu frowned, but still worried, "Is there any discomfort? You have been moaning, it sounds so painful."

Fang Chen, who was still a little confused at first, woke up immediately after hearing his words. He closed his eyes to hide his shock and doubts, but his tone was as indifferent and calm as ever: "It's nothing, it's just a dream."

"Is it a nightmare?"

"……Um."

Song Dongxu reached out and touched his forehead, and Fang Chen realized that he was sweating all over.

"What kind of nightmare? It made you so uncomfortable, do you want some water?" Even though he asked, Song Dongxu got up spontaneously and poured water for him. There was a water bottle in their room just to prevent them in the middle of the night. Prepared for thirsty and want to drink water.

Fang Chen sat up, but his body paused, and a trace of embarrassment flashed in his eyes.

"what happened?"

"No, it's okay." Fang Chen took the water glass, took a big sip, and got out of bed when Song Dongxu helped him put the water glass away, "I'm going to the bathroom."

"Oh." Song Dongxu stared at him as he left the room, wondering why Fang Chen's footsteps were so strange.

Fang Chen hid in the bathroom with his legs intertwined, closed the door, stared at his swollen lower body, very troubled.

Maybe he should feel happy, at least his body is really healthy in this life, he didn't react until later in the last life, this time it was so much earlier.

But, why is the object turned out to be that guy?

Fang Chen closed his eyes, the familiar face still existed in his mind, and he could never forget it.

Song Dongxu...