Terrorist attacks

Qiao Yin went into the kitchen, finished the porridge, and carried it into the bedroom.Lin Xin slept very restlessly, his hands moved wildly, and the needle for hanging the saline dangled slightly.Qiao Yisheng hurried over, pressed his hand, and said softly: "Don't move, be careful of the blood flowing back."

Although Lin Xin was not as unconscious as before, but his consciousness was not very clear, his mind was dizzy, and he ignored Qiao Yin's voice, turned over and fell asleep on his side again.

Qiao Yisheng was afraid that he would press the infusion tube, so he walked around to the other side, helped him up, leaned against his arms, and picked up the bowl: "Drink something before going to sleep, it's uncomfortable to be empty."

Lin Xin turned his head to the side, and Qiao Yan touched his hand, which was no longer cold, and his palms began to sweat and became hot. It seemed that the fever was serious.

Qiao Yan saw that he was a little irritable, he seemed to be too hot, he was exhaling loudly, most of the covered quilt was kicked off, and his white and slender legs were half-covered through the thin quilt.

He turned Lin Xin's face, scooped up a spoonful of porridge, tested the temperature, and brought it to Lin Xin's lips: "It's very fragrant, try it."

Lin Xin half-opened his eyes, in a daze, first stared at the bowl for a while in doubt, probably hungry, and couldn't care much, so he opened his mouth.Qiao Yi slowly fed the porridge spoon by spoon, wiped his face with a towel, helped him lie down, and sat on the edge of the bed to watch over him.

Lin Xin slept soundly at first, maybe he had just filled his stomach, and he stretched out, Qiao Yi turned him over, let him lie on his back, pulled the quilt to cover him, and carefully tucked in the corners of the quilt.Lin Xin quickly fell asleep, sweating continuously on his face, Qiao Yisheng wiped him with a wet towel, and waited until the drip was finished, and then changed him to another bottle.

He probably woke up when changing the salt water, Lin Xin snorted, and was about to roll over to sleep on the side again, and the quilt was scattered by him.Qiao Yi hung up the bottle, climbed onto the bed, and put his head against his head. The temperature dropped a bit compared to before, but he was sweating all over, and seemed to be even more irritable, and the quilt couldn't cover him at all.

Qiao Yisheng was about to get out of bed, and wanted to fetch water to wipe him off.

Lin Xin grabbed him, leaned his head back, searched for a long time, and finally pressed against his side face, fingertips were also slowly groping, gradually covering his palms, and soon changed to the back of his hands, repeatedly touching his face Wander around.

Qiao Yi was surprised, unable to speak, and stood still in place, unable to move.

Lin Xin felt hot all over his body at this time, especially after sleeping, and it became even more uncomfortable in the second half of the night.Qiao Yisheng was afraid that he would freeze, so he raised the temperature in the room very high, and covered him tightly with the quilt. Lin Xin burned badly, sweated a lot, and was a little greedy for cold.As soon as Qiao Yisheng leaned over, Lin Xin refused to let go of his cool skin.

Qiao Yi looked at him for a long time, and finally held his hand, intending to remove it from his face, put it under the quilt and cover it up.

Lin Xin entangled his fingers with him, and slowly leaned towards him. With great effort, he got closer little by little. As soon as his face was on his body, he gasped lightly.

Qiao Yisheng lowered his head to look at him, Lin Xin was still unconscious, his eyes were slightly open, and he only knew that following the coolness, his body was much more comfortable.

His face was burning red, leaning against Qiao Yisheng's white and moist skin, like a plant absorbing nutrients, after a long time, he switched to another side of his face, and rubbed against it gently.

Touching skin to skin, Qiao Yi lay quietly, watching his movements.

The heat on his face seemed to have eased, Lin Xin was no longer persistent, and put his hands on him indiscriminately, Qiao Yisheng carefully removed his hand holding the salt water, and pressed it a little harder, lest he might hurt .

Lin Xin didn't care, and simply put his other hand around his waist to his back, and took a step closer, so that his body should lean against him, sticking tightly together.

Qiao Yisheng didn't try to stop him, Lin Xin's legs were exposed from the nightgown, wrapped around him, moved inch by inch, picked up a comfortable position, and gradually stopped.

Restless in his hands, he closed his eyes and groped blindly. He gently lifted Qiao Yisheng's nightgown away, and stuck his body on it, buried his head in his neck. The heartbeat is abnormally consistent.

Qiao Yan kissed his forehead, then got up, tore off the nightgown, threw it on the ground, and lay down again.

Lin Xin quickly entangled him again. The other party was naked, and he clung even tighter.

Qiao Yisheng stretched out his hand and helped him take off his nightgown to his shoulders. He was afraid that he would be cold, so he couldn't help but take it off completely, but his round shoulders were exposed, from his chest to his lower abdomen, they were all tightly attached to Qiao Yisheng's body. Inseparable.

Throughout the night, Qiao Yi kept stroking his back or kissing his face, from eyebrows, nose, lips, to chin, back and forth carefully, never missing a single thing.

Lin Xin was close to his body, and Qiao Yisheng's cool skin made him feel refreshed. His whole body was relaxed, and he didn't feel so uncomfortable. Let him comfort him, and soon fell asleep.

On the other hand, Qiao suppressed his voice, it's difficult for a good man, he guarded him all night, let him hug him, he was naturally embarrassed, so he could only hold back, kissing him constantly, forcing himself to calm down, refusing to trust the horse and let his lust lead him away.

Lin Xin was very quiet afterwards, probably because he fell asleep, but he and Qiao Yisheng were clinging to each other, and his heart was at ease, he was not so irritable, his breathing was light and even, and he had no dreams all night.

In the morning, the sun faintly came in through the curtains, and the two were still lying on the bed. Qiao Yisheng did not want to be separated from him, and lay quietly in the posture of a night, watching Lin Xin sleep peacefully, and reaching out to touch his cheeks. On the forehead, the fever has subsided a long time ago, and the salt water bottle has also been removed, but the hand holding the water is slightly swollen.

Qiao Yi grabbed it and gently held it in the palm of his hand. When he looked carefully, the pinhole was still faintly visible. He put it on his lips and kissed it, then put it down again.

It was getting late, and Lin Xin's daily life was fairly regular, and he was gradually waking up at this time.

Before opening his eyes, he felt the cool skin on his body. Lin Xin was startled suddenly. Qiao Yisheng was very close to him and looked at him silently.

Lin Xin's eyelashes trembled violently, and his breathing was not steady.

Qiao Yisheng slowly let go of the hand clasped around his waist, Lin Xin didn't open his eyes for a long time.

Qiao Yisheng waited patiently on the side.

Lin Xin turned over on his side, pulled the half-faded nightgown over his shoulders, and tied it quietly.

Qiao Yin asked him:

"You feel better?"

Lin Xin sat up with his back facing him. He didn't feel any discomfort, and the fever had subsided completely, but he was very tired, his stomach was empty, and he was so hungry.

Qiao Yisheng didn't expect Lin Xin to know it was him just by the sense of touch. After all, he also felt it that day.

Lin Xin thought for a while, and answered truthfully:

"All good, thank you. Just a little hungry."

Qiao suppressed his voice and moved aside, slowly getting dressed.

The two of them sat down, and Lin Xin had a big appetite. Unlike last night, he only drank some plain porridge, which was tasteless, but his illness was not completely cured, and the food he ate was light.

Qiao Yisheng just watched him put his head down, as if the autumn wind was sweeping the fallen leaves, he didn't care about eating, he didn't even raise his head, and just dealt with the things on the table.

Lin Xin was really hungry, and felt that there was no need to be polite. Although he didn't fully understand what happened last night, he made a rough guess in his heart.

Last time, Wei Sun said that Qiao Yisheng was the investor, when he signed the contract and how he arranged it was all a matter of one sentence.

At this point, Lin Xin only felt that it was reasonable to take care of what was in front of him and fill his stomach first.

He has never been able to understand Qiao Yisheng, but now he is in Beijing after all, and he is not as nervous as he was two years ago.

Qiao Yisheng handed him the warm milk:

"Drink something, be careful of choking."

Lin Xin was really in a hurry to eat, he didn't speak, and kept working hard, afraid that if he stopped, he would be embarrassed again.

Qiao Yisheng spoke first, so he had no choice but to raise his head, took a full glass of milk, and drank half of it in one go.

In fact, if the two of them had no physical contact, Qiao Yisheng would be confident enough when he met Qiao Yisheng again. If the other party still remembered him, he would greet him face to face.

But once, it was enough to make him feel overwhelmed.

After all, it was his fault for the first time. When encountering this kind of thing, no matter how careful his mind is, no matter how accurate his vision is, there will be no way out.

How can a person like Qiao Yisheng suffer such a disadvantage so easily? Lin Xin thought about it, and when a man is suppressed, the biggest thought is that he loses his dignity and loses face.

Then make it up for him. Lin Xin gritted his teeth and closed his eyes, so he made a decision. Anyway, he did everything, the relationship exists, and there is not much difference between up and down. It's just a pain point. He didn't go for the pursuit of sensual enjoyment. .

From Yilin Xin's professional perspective, this matter belongs to the category of civil disputes that are finally private. You come and go, it's fair.

He really couldn't think of any other way, and he also knew how Qiao suppressed his voice. He was somewhat afraid of the power in Lin Xin's family. He couldn't kill people, but it didn't mean there were no petty tricks.

In fact, any small action by Qiao Yisheng, when used on Lin Xin, is extremely powerful.

If he is like a cat catching a mouse, before he catches it, he happily treats the process as fun, doesn't move Lin Xin, and starts with the people around him, Lin Xin can't imagine.

Annoyed the United States, not all Hiroshima and Nagasaki became ruins.

That's the power of the atomic bomb.

And Qiao Yisheng's power may be even worse.

Lin Xin's intuition let him know that the disaster of a person is sometimes no less than that of a city.