Tianshi Office

Lin Ye gasped for a while, and a surge of heat spread from his collarbone to the top of his head. He was a little unsteady, and he supported the edge of the table tightly.

With blurred vision, Lin Ye pressed his temples, thinking that this is too bad.

Xie Yan walked to him with concern, "What's wrong?"

"It's okay...just a little dizzy."

Lin Ye wanted to say that maybe he was too excited just now. At this time, Xie Yan's hand touched his forehead. The temperature of Xie Yan's palm was as high as his body temperature, which made him tremble and want to shrink back, but Xie Yan didn't give him any help. At this opportunity, I helped him to the sofa and sat down, and said, "You have a little fever, maybe you caught a cold from the rain."

Lin Ye waved his hand and said, "I'll just drink some hot water."

"Hot water is not everything."

Xie Yan pressed him on the sofa, not hard, but determined, he leaned over, kissed his hot forehead, and said: "You are mine, I must take good care of you."

"Is this your doctor's occupational disease?"

Lin Ye put one hand on his forehead and smiled helplessly.

Xie Yan looked at him, "This is an occupational disease only for you."

Lin Ye said: "I didn't get sick very often before." It was probably because he had consumed too much recently and his physical strength was exhausted, which caused his resistance to drop.

After a little rain and a little fever, he got an answer he never thought of, and it was worth it.

That evil spirit is not here at the moment, only him and Xie Yan are here.

The heat paralyzed his reason, and emotion occupied his brain. He looked at Xie Yan, his eyelashes fluttering like a fan.

Xie Yan stood up and said, "I'll get the thermometer and antipyretics."

Lin Ye nodded: "Yes."

Xie Yan moved very quickly. When he came back, he put the medicine box next to the sofa, took out the thermometer, pulled Lin Ye's collar and put it under his armpit. The thermometer was a little cold, and it was comfortable to touch the skin. Lin Ye kept his eyes on the whole process. Staring at Xie Yan, for fear of missing the slightest trace of his expression.He enjoys his care, and is obsessed with his serious appearance at the moment.He is a doctor, and he has taken care of countless patients, but Lin Ye believes that he must be the most special one.

The temperature came out, 39 degrees five.Xie Yan lowered his gaze to look at him: "If it burns like this, don't go home tonight."

"But Lin Xuan is at home alone..."

"He has been taken care of by you for so many years, so he should give you back to me." Xie Yan lowered his head slightly and said, "Don't make me jealous, you can call him and tell him that he is an adult and doesn't need you anymore." Always think about him."

Lin Ye smiled lightly and said, "He is an adult, and you are a child. How can you be jealous of my own brother?"

Xie Yan said, "Because I am the one who needs you the most."

Lin Ye asked, "Where's your family?"

"No family." Xie Yan said, "They died young."

Hearing this, Lin Ye lowered his voice: "Sorry..."

Xie Yan smiled, stretched out his hand to stroke his hair, and said softly, "Take your medicine."

He prepared antipyretics according to Lin Ye's body temperature. When he helped Lin Ye up, Lin Ye looked at the white pills in his palm. The sharp bitter taste made Lin Ye refuse before he tasted it. He hated taking medicine since he was a child. Afraid of suffering but not pain, he stepped back a little and said, "Is there any cold medicine, I'll just drink that."

Xie Yan looked at him dotingly, and coaxed in a low voice: "Hey, it's not bitter, just swallow it with hot water."

With such a patient and gentle tone from his sweetheart, Lin Ye immediately felt that even if it was a murderous poison, he could swallow it.In the past, he would either procrastinate when he got sick, or go to a small clinic for an injection by himself, but today, he was able to be coaxed by Xie Yan to take the medicine, and he was a little ecstatic.

Lin Ye obediently picked up the pills and stuffed them all into his mouth in one go, then took warm water from Xie Yan's hand and drank it in big gulps. When the pills slipped down his throat, Lin Ye was about to open his mouth when his lips were sealed suddenly.

As if it was a reward for him, this kiss was gentle and lingering, it gave him enough oxygen, but he didn't want to be separated from him for a long time.Xie Yan's hand was covering the back of Lin Ye's head. Lin Ye's body was a little stiff at first, but he gradually got used to it and relaxed.

A piece of fruit candy rolled into Lin Ye's mouth, and it tasted so sweet that it tasted like strawberries.When Xie Yan let go of him, there was a faint smile on the corner of his lips, Lin Ye looked at him strangely, the sweet taste gradually flooded his body along his taste buds, every nerve ending seemed to be tremblingly sweet, some distant It seemed that the long-forgotten memory was about to move, but he didn't remember it, and asked him in a hoarse voice, "Where did you get the candy?"

Xie Yan wiped away the water stains around his mouth with his fingers, and said, "I just took it."

Lin Ye asked with a smile: "How do you know that I like strawberry-flavored candies? Did you secretly get to know me?"

"My guess."

"I do not believe."

Xie Yan kissed his forehead, "I like you, so I guessed right."

"Then you are more suitable for my job. As a Fengshui master, you can guess right."

"I can only guess about you, not others." Xie Yan's kiss fell from his forehead, to the tip of his nose, and then to his lips, soft and soft, as comfortable as a feather.Lin Ye closed his eyes, immersed in the tenderness and beauty of this moment. Suddenly, he remembered that day, on the ghost car, that Rakshasa kissed him so tenderly, hugging him like a fragile piece of paper. things, so cherished and carefully...

Lin Ye subconsciously pushed him away.

Xie Yan's pupils were dark, and because they were tinged with lust, they were no longer clear and clear: "What's wrong?"

Lin Ye regretted it.

He was a little sad, he actually pushed Xie Yan away because he thought of Rakshasa at this moment.Xie Yan has always made his feelings very clear. He likes him and wants to be with him. Even if he is cursed, he is not afraid. Lin Ye is just an ordinary person, and what he wants is pure love. , and he, He Dehe Neng, could actually make his dream come true, Xie Yan faced him with such determination and emotion, and valued him, but he was timid and full of worries.

Since the hearts are connected, the future should be shared together. This is also the respect for Xie Yan. No matter whether Luo Sha will let him go, Lin Ye thought, it is impossible for him to leave Xie Yan.

He didn't want to leave a way out for himself anymore, he had already fallen into this relationship with all his heart and soul, and he couldn't waver or hesitate anymore.

Driven by passionate feelings, Lin Ye's breathing gradually became short of breath, and the evil map emitted a scarlet light, which was proof of his emotion.His face and body were covered with sweat, and because of the fever, the voice in his ears was not very clear, but he could hear his own heartbeat, which was out of order, and his breathing was also full of hot emotions. Back, looking at him, murmured: "It's so hot..."

Xie Yan stroked his wet hair, and narrowed his eyes: "I sweat a lot, I'll get a towel to wipe your body."

Lin Ye was lying on the sofa, wondering what was wrong with him, his body didn't seem to be his own, and his emotions were like a fire that was about to burn him to ashes, did he never fall in love? Ever since he met Xie Yan during this period, he seemed to be The walking hormone stimulates him all the time, and as long as he gets too close to him, he will be as passionate as a young man who is in love, and it is difficult to restrain. Many longings buried in his heart seem to be awakened, and he thinks of that day again. At night, drunk, he let his thoughts go, the warmth he wanted to grasp was right in front of his eyes at this moment...

When Xie Yan wiped his sweat with a hot towel, Lin Ye looked at him, his Adam's apple rolled slightly, and under the light, the boy's eyes were full of undisguised affection, and he was wearing an overly spacious shirt without the slightest resistance. Lying in front of him, his face was flushed with fever, his lips were slightly parted, with a seductive gleam.The towel wiped his face, then came to his neck, collarbone, and the buttons of his shirt were unbuttoned. Everywhere Xie Yan's towel went made him tremble, and his skin turned red inch by inch.

"Xie Yan..." Lin Ye called his name in a low voice, which was sandy and soft.

Xie Yan's wiping action paused, and he met his eyes, "What did you call me?"

Lin Ye grinned: "I call you Xie Yan, do you like it?"

He always called him Dr. Xie, and this was the first time he took the initiative to call him by his name.

Xie Yan leaned down, "Call it a few more times, I like to hear it."

"Well, Xie Yan, Xie Yan."

Lin Ye stretched out his arms to hug him, and shouted contentedly over and over again: "Xie Yan, Xie Yan...I like you, from the first time we met..."

The hot towel fell from Xie Yan's hand, and he hugged him tightly, patted his shoulder with the other hand, as if coaxing a child, and whispered: "I know."

"Trust me, I will never let that Rakshasa hurt you, you are mine, you can only be mine..."

Xie Yan chuckled: "Well, I'm yours."

Lin Ye grabbed his clothes tightly, a simple hug could not fill his inner longing, he felt that he was really crazy, just smelling Xie Yan's breath, he was as if he had been poisoned and couldn't help himself, at this moment he lost his senses , hugging Xie Yan and said incoherently: "I like you... I have loved you for two whole years... I will not leave tonight, Xie Yan, I will stay, stay by your side..."

"Xie Yan, let me like you..."

Xie Yan's eyeballs became deeper and deeper.

His boy gave him unreserved love, pure and passionate, almost like a storm outside the window, Xie Yan hugged him even tighter, almost wanting to strangle his bones and ruthlessly ruthless his whole body. Rubbing hard into his body, his breath was rarely disordered, and when he was hugging him, his voice became no longer clear, restrained and deep: "I don't want to hurt you, you are still sick."

"Even if I'm sick, I'm still sober and know what I'm talking about. Xie Yan, I..."

The moment his breath was taken away, Lin Ye knew that the storm tonight would probably not stop.

When he fell into the sofa hazily, he seemed to hear Xie Yan softly calling in his ear: "Baby..."