Dressed as the hero Bai Yueguang, I defeated the villain

Although Xing Yu's mind was full of question marks in capital letters, he didn't dare to ask more questions because of the majesty of the leader. He carefully put the paper with the name "Yan Shijun" in his sleeve, and bowed to Shen Chichuan: "Master, this subordinate will retire."

Shen Chichuan turned around and saw Yan Shijun's shadowy figure behind the screen, and the scene where he and Yan Shijun were very close and their eyes were facing each other suddenly flashed in his mind.The embarrassing feeling of being caught trying to eavesdrop on someone's sleep, the leader expressed his displeasure.He opened his mouth to stop him and said, "Slow down."

Xing Yu stopped his step forward: "What is the order of the leader?"

Shen Chichuan raised his eyelids and glanced at him expressionlessly: "Forty sticks in the punishment hall, go get them yourself."

Xing Yu almost didn't come up in one breath, and curled his lips crying in his heart: "Yes, this subordinate knows his mistake, and will never speak rudely to the leader again."

Shen Chichuan raised his eyebrows: "What did you say?"

Xing Yu was taken aback by this question, thought for a while and said, "Isn't it because the leader punished the subordinate because the subordinate played a joke on the leader?"

Apart from being cheap and didn't hold the door just now, Xing Yu felt that he hadn't done anything.

"If you don't say it, I will almost forget it," Shen Chichuan's ghostly voice came from behind Xing Yu, "I have been following Yan Chen for the past few days, and no one has watched you, but you have a lot of courage." Quite a lot, dare to play jokes in front of me? Add forty sticks and practice for three days in the training ground!"

Xing Yu: Why did he want to remind you just now with his cheap mouth! ! !

After Shen Chichuan's slender figure flashed into the screen, Xing Yu suddenly thought of something, and followed him into the screen after a while: "Master, should I go to get the punishment first or investigate Yan Shi... Jun..."

I saw lying on the soft bed in a large font shape without any image, still wearing Shen Chichuan's robe, because the movement was too big, the loose robe was pushed halfway open, revealing a large piece of smooth and white skin on the chest—— However, Shen Chichuan happened to block most of the scene in front of his chest, so Xing Yu didn't see anything.

The quilt was kicked on the ground, Shen Chichuan leaned over to pick up the quilt, halfway through the movement of trying to cover him up, because of Xing Yu's sudden bluff, he stopped in mid-air.

Xing Yu was stunned on the ground.

Although Shen Chichuan didn't turn his head, the cold air from the back of his head was enough to make Xing Yu feel the threat from hell.

Shen Chichuan gritted his teeth: "Two hundred sticks, not one less."

"Yes..." Xing Yu rubbed the soles of his feet with oil, and with the sound of closing the door, he disappeared in a flash.

Shen Chichuan snorted coldly, covered Yan Shijun's body with the quilt, accidentally touched Yan Shijun's neck with his fingers, and suddenly his fingertips froze.The cold fingertips seemed uncertain, touching Yan Shijun's skin again, Shen Chichuan suddenly withdrew his hand.

How can it be so hot?

Yan Shijun's sleeping posture was extremely indecent, and Shen Chichuan brushed his black hair away, revealing a face that was already completely red.An ice-cold hand covered Yan Shijun's forehead, and the scorching heat was continuously transmitted to his palm through the skin. Shen Chichuan's brows became more and more tight - he just went out for a while, Yan Shijun Got a fever?

In a daze, Yan Shijun felt something cool on his forehead, and Yan Shijun, who was in a fever, felt as if he had just been fished out of ice water, and he was thoroughly cooled.Instinctively rejecting the cold things from the outside world, he let out a moan in his throat, frowning and trying to avoid his face.

The doctor left the medicine before he left just now, so that Yan Shijun would have a fever in the middle of the night.Shen Chichuan poured out the medicine, lifted Yan Shijun into his arms, and waited for him to swallow the medicine.

Yan Shijun's head was burned to a paste, he didn't know anything, he was not awake, he just felt that he was held in his arms by a solid and powerful arm, which made him feel a sense of security instinctively.

And this embrace was too warm, so warm that Yan Shijun couldn't bear to leave.

Shen Chichuan's original purpose of holding him in his arms was just to let him swallow the medicine, but the person in his arms refused to get off once it got on his arms, his hands firmly pulled Shen Chichuan's clothes, his head She insisted on squeezing against his chest, as if she was afraid that she would be left behind.

Shen Chichuan looked at his unconscious appearance - two blushes set off his cheeks, under the bridge of his handsome nose, the small lips became more and more red when he had a high fever, making one couldn't help but want to kiss him Fangze.At this moment, Shen Chichuan's heart felt as if he had been gently scratched by a cat's paw, and this seductive cat didn't even know it, and ran away after teasing, leaving him alone here to recollect it for a long time.

Yan Shijun's hand, under the domination of his brain, which he declared temporarily useless, wrapped around Shen Chichuan's strong waist: "Don't go..."

Shen Chichuan froze, and was about to untie the restless little hand around his waist, but was interrupted by Yan Shijun's unconscious, soft voice.

He suddenly softened.

He said softly: "I won't go, let go first, okay? It's uncomfortable to sleep like this."

Yan Shijun shook his head in a daze, and put his head directly on Shen Chichuan's elbow, but he staggered and almost fell because he couldn't support it.

Shen Chichuan sighed, usually cowardly and soft-spoken, but now that he has a fever, he is quite clingy.

Unbeknownst to Yan Shijun, Shen Chichuan took off his belt and directly tied his hands together.

Yan Shijun twisted his body uncomfortably, pouted his lips, and complained vaguely: "Uncomfortable..."

"Hold it!" Shen Chichuan shouted in a low voice, but still gently rested his head on his lap with his hands, arranging a more comfortable position for him.

Seeing Yan Shijun changed his posture and finally fell into a deep sleep, Shen Chichuan was suddenly a little confused - when did he become so patient?

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In the early morning of the second day, Yan Shijun woke up early because of his extremely uncomfortable sleeping position. When he opened his eyes in a daze, he saw an unforgettable scene in his life. Brain——I saw my bound hands at a glance, and the rope used to tie him so desperately was my own belt!

Is it so exciting to play? ?

Looking up from the chest of the person in front of him, what came into view was a standard male lead in an idol drama sleeping posture - one hand propping his chin, and he was still sleeping soundly, wearing only his underwear.

More importantly...

He looked down at himself, because the belt was ripped off, and most of his clothes had already fallen off, to the point where there was no difference between wearing them and not wearing them...

The combination of these scenes, isn't it the appearance of a man and woman from a good family who has gone wrong?

Suddenly, a thunderclap sounded in Yan Shijun's mind——

Suddenly his eyes went dark.

This means that...

When he was unconscious last night...

Ah ah ah ah ah!

He's just here to complete the strategy mission, there's no need to include himself in it!

[The author has something to say: Because the review was not successful, it has been revised twice, and some places may be a bit unsmooth. 】