After Bai Yueguang's stand-in is passive and slow to work

Jiang Zhiyu's body was hot, and Shen Heng always leaned towards him unconsciously when he was sleeping.

He woke up once in the middle of the night, always feeling a little uncomfortable, and after a few seconds of waking up, he felt the unusual temperature from the body of the people around him.

Jiang Zhiyu turned on the light and took a look, Shen Heng frowned in his arms, panting seemed to be heavier than usual, it sounded like breathing was laborious.The smooth and fair skin of the ear pinna was burnt to a faint pink color, and the black goose-shaped birthmark was also surrounded by a different kind of red, which looked coquettish and glamorous.

Jiang Zhiyu sat up suddenly from the bed, turned over and got out of bed, and rummaged in the bedroom cabinet for a while.

He doesn't live in this apartment many times, it's because Shen Heng lives here now that he comes here every day.

The medicine box was not found in the bedroom. Jiang Zhiyu turned his head and saw the person wrapped in the quilt with only a small face showing. He reached out to adjust the temperature in the room, and turned to go upstairs to the storage room.

Fortunately, the location of the medicine box is not difficult to find. Jiang Zhiyu gently lifted Shen Heng from the bed, let him lean in his arms, and carefully fed a few pills.

Although Shen Heng was dazed, he swallowed the medicine and water obediently.

Jiang Zhiyu wrapped him up in the quilt, sat on the edge of the bed, with his elbows resting on his knees, feeling very depressed.

It seems that I have done a little too much this time.

He turned his head to look at Shen Heng's blushing face and lips. It was a sickly red with a fragile beauty, accompanied by fluctuating breathing rate, which made people feel affectionate.

Jiang Zhiyu straightened his body, stretched out his hand to test the temperature of Shen Heng's forehead, the medicine hadn't started to take effect, and it was still terribly hot.

He sighed silently, decided to make up for Shen Heng when he woke up, turned around and went to bed, hugged Shen Heng's body in his arms, put his arms around his waist, and gently stroked behind him one after another.

Shen Heng slept until almost noon the next day, and Jiang Zhiyu woke up in the middle of the night and went to bed and didn't fall asleep at all. Hearing Shen Heng's breathing, he kept his eyes open until dawn.

The rain outside the window kept falling, and the distorted water flow blurred everything in sight.The interlaced color blocks are constantly merging and converging on the glass, like some kind of abstract painting, bursting out with countless magnificent colors.

"Are you awake?" Jiang Zhiyu was fiddling with Shen Heng's mobile phone, saw his body move and opened his eyes, walked over happily, lowered his body and said softly: "How do you feel? Are you still uncomfortable?"

Shen Heng's fever has subsided, but his whole body is still hurting. He glanced at Jiang Zhiyu, slowly opened his eyes, did not speak, and tried to sit up from the bed with his arms propped up.

Jiang Zhiyu reached out to support him, and put a pillow behind him to make him more comfortable.

"Drink water?" Jiang Zhiyu didn't care that Shen Heng just ignored his own affairs, got up and went outside to get a cup of hot water, and brought it to his mouth when he came back.

Shen Heng was indeed very thirsty, he drank a whole glass in one go, and his throat felt much more comfortable.

Jiang Zhiyu brought another bowl of porridge from outside, which he bought for Shen Heng when he went downstairs in the morning. After a long time, it got a little cold and was heated again.

After the seasoned vegetable porridge that had been stirred with meat was finished heating, it looked sticky, Shen Heng had no appetite, so he shook his head and said in a hoarse voice, "I don't want to eat it."

Jiang Zhiyu thought that he was still losing his temper with him. Although he was a little dissatisfied, he didn't show it: "Then eat when you want to eat."

He put the porridge bowl on the bedside, touched Shen Heng's forehead, the temperature had returned to normal, but his complexion was not so good yet.

"If you don't feel well, just sleep for a while, I'll ask for leave for you."

Jiang Zhiyu returned the mobile phone on the table to him, and Shen Heng realized that it was his own mobile phone that he had been holding just now.

At 08:30 in the morning, He Yue called. Shen Heng was still sleeping at that time. Jiang Zhiyu picked it up for him, and asked him to ask for sick leave on behalf of Shen Heng.

Shen Heng was startled for a moment, then nodded after a while, took the phone and put it aside, leaned on the pillow behind him, and stopped looking at him.

Jiang Zhiyu pinched his face, and his tone sounded spoiled: "Take a good rest, I won't go to work these days, I'll stay with you at home. I'll go to the study to deal with some documents, and I'll be back in a while. What's the matter?" Just call me."

Shen Heng was the only one left in the bedroom. He leaned on the bed silently, staring at his white fingertips calmly, and felt an indescribable sadness in his heart.

He didn't understand where the source of what Jiang Zhiyu did last night came from. If it was just because he said a few words to Qin Shuyi, the convincing power of this reason was too low.

Counting the time the two of them have been together, four years should be enough for him to get to know another person.

The professional characteristics of a lawyer have created a professional, rigorous and meticulous form in his work, but it is precisely such a highly rigorous external state that allows him to treat people with close relationships with him with extreme relaxation and trust.

The notification tone of the mobile phone interrupted his thinking. Shen Heng picked it up and took a look. It was a WeChat message sent by Qin Shuyi.

[Qin Shuyi: Shen Heng, why did you suddenly get sick? Is it serious? 】

The two have been friends for a long time, and the occasional few words are just some problems at work. This is the first time that they have chatted like this.

Although the leave request system of their law firm is not strict, the leave note submitted by me is still necessary. He just forgot about it after being told by Jiang Zhiyu, and only remembered it now.

[SH: Thank you Qin Lu for your concern, this time the illness was a little sudden, not serious, I will make up the leave note in a while. 】

[Qin Shuyi: You don't need to mend it. If you are sick, you should have a good rest. It's been cold recently, so wear more. /Smile】

The two chatted for a while, Shen Heng heard footsteps outside, put down the phone, lay down and closed his eyes, pretending to be asleep.

He was so confused now that he didn't even know what expression and attitude he should use to treat Jiang Zhiyu.

The door of the bedroom was opened, Shen Heng didn't know why he was a little nervous, and shrank his hands under the quilt towards his body, when he heard Jiang Zhiyu sitting down beside him, he didn't make any sound for a while.

Until the lips were lightly pinched, and then Jiang Zhiyu chuckled, "Are you still pretending to be asleep? I heard you lying down just outside the door."

"Hey, I was wrong yesterday. I shouldn't treat you that way."

Shen Heng has already opened his eyes, Jiang Zhiyu leaned closer to his face, touched the tip of his nose gently, and gently rubbed the tip of Shen Heng's nose, coaxing him: "I admit my mistake to you, okay?"

His eyes are deep and dark, and when he stares at others at such a close distance, it almost sucks people's hearts away.Shen Heng was a little embarrassed by him, and tried to avoid looking away, but the distance between the two was too close, and he couldn't move.

Jiang Zhiyu's hand climbed up to his waist through the quilt, his strength was loose, but he controlled his movement range just right, just like his close breathing, it slowly brushed over Shen Heng's face.

"Are you okay?" Jiang Zhiyu asked again.

This was the first time he had voluntarily subdued to others. Even if there was a big conflict before, he had never been so humble to anyone.

What's more, Shen Heng likes him so much that it's hard to let him go, and he's integrated into his flesh and blood.

So he knew that Shen Heng would definitely agree.

"...Mmm." Shen Heng and him looked at each other for a long time, the originally calm expression finally relaxed a little, he blinked and promised in a low voice.

With a smile in his eyes, Jiang Zhiyu pressed a kiss on his lips in satisfaction, his movements were gentle and slow, completely different from the roughness before.

He slowly deepened the kiss, and felt Shen Heng's body soften, so he let him go, looked at Shen Heng's eyes, and curled his lips: "That's good."

In the afternoon, Shen Heng was able to bear the discomfort and get out of bed and walk around naturally. Jiang Zhiyu habitually wanted him to cook. After thinking about it, he called Xiangyi and told him to go to the hotel to order some food that patients can eat send it.

Shen Heng was sick and had no appetite, the bowl of lean meat porridge that had been reheated once was placed on the bedside, and it turned into a bowl of greasy cold roast again.

Shen Heng dumped it into the trash can, found a piece of toffee from his bag and put it in his mouth.

Just at this time, Jiang Zhiyu had just finished calling Xiangyi, and saw Shen Heng sitting on the side, chewing something with puffy cheeks.He thought it was a bit cute, so he walked over with a light pace, hugged him from behind, inadvertently bit the tender flesh on the side of his neck, and asked, "What are you stealing?"

Shen Heng's waist was not tightly bound, but he was frightened a bit. He was bitten a little itchy. He turned to face Jiang Zhiyu with a smile, and showed him the candy wrapper in his hand: "Do you want to eat?"

"If you don't eat seriously, just eat these things." Jiang Zhiyu laughed at him childishly, and pecked him on the mouth: "When the meal arrives, eat well, get well soon, and then... use yourself to feed me. "He squeezed Shen Heng's waist, and whispered in his ear with an airy voice, with an ambiguous tone.

Even though there were only the two of them in the room, Shen Heng's face suddenly turned red.The red color is bright, like an overripe berry, one bite is full of sweet juice, and even the skin exudes an indescribably sweet smell.

Trapped in Jiang Zhiyu's arms, he lowered his head and pursed his lips without speaking. Jiang Zhiyu wanted to tease him a few more words, so Xiang Yi rang the doorbell at the door with the hotel's takeaway.

At night, Shen Heng was watched by Jiang Zhiyu, so he had to eat more food. When the two of them got back to bed, he still didn't feel sleepy because of his full stomach.

Jiang Zhiyu was very careful with him today, staring at him while eating, and helping him wash him in the bath, and after tossing and washing, he immediately hugged him to the bed, hugged him in his arms, and accompanied him to read the materials.

Next week is the day when the labor dispute case will be in court. Shen Heng nestled in Jiang Zhiyu's arms and read the files for a while. The warmth in the room made him drowsy. chest.

He has gone through the case many times from beginning to end, and he has long been familiar with the details. Just when he was fascinated, he heard the sound of steady breathing coming from beside him.

Jiang Zhiyu didn't know when he fell asleep with his eyes closed, but his body still maintained the movement of holding him in his arms.

Shen Heng glanced at the time and put down the tablet in his hand.

A pop music with a soothing tone was playing in the earphones. What he was listening to tonight was a niche playlist he clicked on casually, but he didn't expect the songs in it to be surprisingly good.

He glanced down at the page of the music app, tapped the screen with his fingertips, and added the song to "My Favorites".

Jiang Zhiyu was behind him, keeping one movement for a long time made his arms a little numb. When he woke up, he saw Shen Heng lowering his head and playing with his mobile phone. He reached out and touched the fair neck, and said lazily, "Why haven't you slept yet?" ?”

"I heard a nice song." Shen Heng turned to look at him, took off an earphone and stuffed it into Jiang Zhiyu's ear, leaned on him and raised his eyelids to look at him with anticipation in his eyes.

Jiang Zhiyu casually closed his eyes and enjoyed the music coming from the earphones.

The prelude is smooth and gentle, and the chorus has the sound of firewood crackling. It is not only gentle, but also has twists and turns in the melody.

"Hmm..." He was about to echo Shen Heng's evaluation, but the first clear human voice after the prelude made him suddenly open his eyes.

Jiang Zhiyu's face was a little cold, but his tone was normal when facing Shen Heng: "Whose song is it?" He asked.

Hearing the words, Shen Heng looked down at the phone, then raised his head and replied, "Jing, Yu Xiao. What's wrong?"

"Not nice."

Jiang Zhiyu put Shen Heng's cell phone away, turned off the backstage, then took off Shen Heng's earphones and put them aside, and pressed the innocent-looking person on the bed: "Rest early, I will take you out for a walk tomorrow. "

Shen Heng didn't know about Yu Xiao's existence, and Jiang Zhiyu was sure that he wouldn't be so scheming enough to deliberately use this method to test himself.

Probably it happened that he heard it by chance, and then shared it with himself by chance.