attacking the soul

Like... How should I explain it? Song Qi dare not go deep into the meaning contained in these two words.

Maybe it was Fu Yian's confused nonsense, maybe there might be a Xiaoqi or Xiaoqi whose name had the same pronunciation as his, or even if it was him, it didn't mean what he understood.

Ahhh!How could he be conditioned to this meaning, he must be thinking too much...

The heat from the place where his body and Fu Yi'an touched made him a little dizzy, both of them were wearing only a pair of underwear, Song Qi could even clearly distinguish Fu Yi'an's texture, his heart was beating out of balance, and he couldn't control his wild thoughts at all.

It's just that Fu Yi'an's unintelligible words messed up his mind.

Song Qi felt a little annoyed, he raised his eyes to look at the face close at hand, Fu Yian frowned slightly because of discomfort reminding Song Qi that the other party was still having a fever.

Song Qi suppressed the throbbing in his heart, regardless of whether his movements were gentle or if he would wake up the other party, he forcefully pulled away the arms around his waist, and pushed Fu Yi'an, who was half pressed on him, aside with his legs, pulling Cover each other with a quilt.

With just a few simple movements, even though the night wasn't hot, Song Qi still broke out in a thin layer of sweat.

He pulled out a coat and put it on his body, went to the cabinet and opened the drawer, and searched for antipyretics by the light, only to realize that there was no water in the room.

The lights in the corridor were not turned on, Song Qi only found the switch of the wall lamp through the moonlight through the window.

The temperature in the kitchen was obviously not that comfortable, and there was a faint breeze blowing through the hall. Song Qi couldn't help but sneezed under the heat and cold.

Although the upper body is wearing a coat, but the mouth is open, two spots of red cherry can be vaguely seen, and the straight legs are exposed, and the skin is extraordinarily delicate under the light.

If the scene is suitable, it must be provocative and sexy, but after the heat on Song Qi's body ran away, shudders appeared on his skin. After mixing the hot water in the cup into warm water, he tightened his coat and hurried Carried to the bedroom.

"Fu Yi'an, wake up, take the medicine and go back to sleep." For some reason, after hearing Fu Yi'an's specious words before, Song Qi couldn't say the name 'Brother Fu', and couldn't tell what it was like. Don't be awkward.

The finger poked Fu Yi'an's face, there was no flesh, not soft at all, and the stubble protruding from his face was still a bit thorny.

Song Qi felt strange, fingers lingering on Fu Yi'an's face, forehead, eyes, nose, lips...

He obviously wanted to wake up Fu Yian and take the medicine, but he didn't want the other party to open his eyes. Imagine being watched by Fu Yian's deep eyes, Song Qi suddenly withdrew his hand, as if he was caught doing something bad.

What the hell is he doing!

Fu Yi'an had already woken up a little, his throat was so dry that it hurt, and his groggy head attracted all his attention.

"Get up and drink some water before going back to sleep..." Song Qi moved closer and said it again, Fu Yian was sure that it was Song Qi who was talking to him, so he opened his eyes slightly.

"What time is it? I have a fever?" The body temperature is not normal, but Fu Yi'an still can't believe that he has a fever after not being sick for several years.

"It's almost 02:30. When you wake up, drink water and measure your body temperature." Song Qi's tone was pretending to be calm, but Fu Yi'an didn't notice it.

Even Song Qi himself didn't know what he was struggling with.

Even though he was struggling, Song Qi still took care of Fu Yi'an with all his heart, "Raise your arm and clamp it." Looking at the alarm clock by the bedside, it was 42:45, and it was taken off at exactly [-].

"Do you still want to drink water?" Song Qi asked.

Fu Yi'an was so dizzy from the fever that he looked weak, and the smile he pulled out could convey a sense of weakness.

Seeing Fu Yi'an nodded, Song Qi took the cup handed over by the other party, put it on the bedside table, turned around and took off his coat to change into the pajamas he just took out.

Fu Yi'an's already burned-out brain is not working very well, and his eyes have been following Song Qi, and now he sees the other party who is just so big and wearing underwear, flashing past his eyes, and the smooth back directly occupies the entire line of sight, Fu Yi'an just felt that his mind couldn't turn anymore.

Song Qi simply brought up a large thermos this time, and there seemed to be four or five cups of water in it.

I looked at the thermometer against the light, and sure enough, I had a fever, 38 degrees, and I should be able to control it. "Have you taken this antipyretic medicine?"

Fu Yi'an followed Song Qi's fingers and saw the name on the box, as if he had eaten it a few years ago... He has no allergies to medicines, so there should be no problem.

He nodded weakly, indicating that there is no problem.

Song Qi checked the dose and took all the pills before handing them to Fu Yi'an, "Take it first, luckily this medicine is taken on an empty stomach."

Fu Yi'an swallowed the pill, holding the cup and swallowing with a painful expression.In fact, the antipyretics are usually not so bitter when you just put them in your mouth, but Fu Yi'an subconsciously rejects them after not taking them for a long time.

"Lie down and sleep. If you still have the fever tomorrow morning, go to the hospital. Even if it's hot, you have to cover yourself with the quilt." Song Qi repeatedly urged.

No matter what your age, when you are sick is always the time when you are most vulnerable.Even Fu Yi'an, who takes elegance as a habit on weekdays, still has a childish look when he is sick.

When you have a fever, it's too hot to cover yourself with the quilt, and you still need to cover yourself with the quilt to sweat. Song Qi sat on his knees and forced Fu Yi'an's hand into the quilt, then bent down and pressed the corner of the quilt.

"Xiao Qi, it's too hot." Fu Yi'an's tone was a bit coquettish, Song Qi didn't like this, he had to cover me even if it was hot, and he immediately proved his persistence with actions.

Fu Yi'an's eyes never left Song Qi's figure, and he was extremely dissatisfied when he saw that he was speaking soft words to Song Qi and the other party ignored him at all.

Taking advantage of the action of the other party pressing the quilt, he raised his head vigorously and kissed Song Qi's mouth in retaliation.

Seeing Song Qi's expression froze and showing signs of flushing because of his sudden attack, he was overjoyed and dizzy with fever, and he didn't realize at all that he had done an outrageous move that he would never dare to do at ordinary times.

Song Qi looked at the other party's triumphant expression, and felt that he had been molested.

Although I don't want to admit it, but my heart is always in such a moment, Song Qi has never been an awkward person.

As for the way to deal with this problem, Song Qi was even more straightforward, and spared no effort to kiss back, how could he make the other party both cheap and good-looking.

At this moment, Song Qi relied on the evil fire in his heart to kiss him all at once, the embarrassment and throbbing behind his anger was indeed the best response to Fu Yi'an's move.

A kiss without technique, just rubbing Fu Yi'an's lips.

Fu Yi'an, who was still in a fever, enjoyed it completely according to his heart, Song Qi kissed retaliatoryly, while Fu Yi'an comforted and guided.

The tongue / head / licked / licked Song Qi's beautiful lips, along the gap, tentatively penetrated a little bit, and at the moment of prying open the jaw, it began to sweep Song Qi's mouth like a tornado.

Song Qi was a little dazed, but he didn't have time to think, his tongue was touched and probed, and he had nowhere to hide, and finally chose to get entangled with Fu Yi'an.

Their bodies threw themselves on top of Fu Yi'an through the quilt, and the two kissed more intensely, without support, only relying on the place where their lips connected.

Waiting to look again, Fu Yi'an's arms have stretched out from the quilt, and one hand slipped into Song Qi's pajamas without any hindrance. The warm palm is hard to detect. It hurt slightly when I pinched it on my fingertips, before I realized it, I pushed him away.

He must be hopeless, but he still feels extremely enjoyable.

Except for a specious sentence an hour ago, he and Fu Yi'an didn't even have a mutual confession, so they just kissed each other?I even almost wiped/gun/walked/fired, the key is that I still enjoy it...

Fu Yi'an was also panting heavily at the side, his face was flushed abnormally, obviously already emotional, the two of them were speechless for a while.

Song Qi avoided turning off the desk lamp, and the bedroom instantly became dark.

A lot can happen in the dark, and a lot can be covered up in the same way.

Getting under the quilt, and even changing his habit of taking off his clothes to sleep, Song Qi just wrapped himself in the quilt, with his back to Fu Yi'an, his movements contained the meaning of refusing to communicate, he needed to think about it quietly.

The moment Fu Yi'an pried open Song Qi's teeth, his mind cleared up a lot, but even if his reason returned, Fu Yi'an didn't want his reason to control him to stop.

Indulging himself and dancing with Song Qi's tongue, the sweet taste was almost unforgettable for him, he clearly felt that Song Qi was also emotional, but he was too anxious and still scared the other party away.

Tomorrow morning at the latest, the moment he indulges/indulges himself in kissing Song Qi, his feelings can no longer be suppressed in his heart, even if it makes Song Qi difficult, he has to say it clearly.

He moved his body so that the distance between the two of them was shortened to less than an inch, and stretched out his hand to hug Song Qi into his arms through the quilt.

After Song Qi's body stiffened for a moment, he followed Fu Yi'an, which was a good start.

The brain was running soberly, without any sleepiness, but couldn't figure out a clue.Song Qi clearly knew that his body did not reject Fu Yi'an's touch, if it was another person, another man... would he be able to do the same?The answer came to mind almost immediately, no, absolutely no.

As for women, although they are only hesitant, that hesitation is the best proof. I don't feel disgusted, but I am not as sure as I was at the beginning. Song Qi can't imagine what his future wife will look like. Become Fu Yi'an.

He must be hopeless...