Everyone loves gruel

At this time, even if Lin Jiyao loosened the rope for him, Lin Xizhou didn't have the strength to move anymore. He was lucky not to die on the bed with Cheng Hao last night and Lin Jiyao today.

Lin Jiyao's face was very pale, frighteningly pale, he didn't want to wash those things in his body, and Lin Xizhou didn't bother to remind him.

He was so tired that he didn't want to speak, whether it was physically or mentally, he was so tired that he didn't even want to run away.But when Lin Jiyao left the room, he closed his eyes and wanted to rest, but he couldn't fall asleep. As soon as he closed his eyes, he saw the horrible scene just now, so he had to keep his eyes open until the moon replaced the sun, until the night was approaching. Bright coverage.

I don't know what time it was, Mrs. Zhang came to the master bedroom and knocked on the door, her voice was anxious, "Master? Mister has a fever and is lying in your room. It seems to be very serious."

Lin Xizhou pressed hard on his throbbing temples, got up, put on his shirt and pants, opened the door and went out.

Mrs. Zhang was taken aback when she saw him. Why do these two people look like they are half dead?

"Dad is sick?" Lin Xizhou forced a smile, "Sister-in-law Zhang, there is Dr. Li's phone number in the little book under the coffee table. Please call him and call him over. I'll go...to see him."

If he guessed correctly, Lin Jiyao must have not cleaned up the back.

Lin Xizhou went to the bathroom to move a basin of water and towels to the bedroom. Lin Jiyao lay on the bed and fell asleep, with abnormal flushing on his cheeks and heavy breathing.

Lin Xizhou sat on the edge of the bed, hugged Lin Jiyao's waist and supported him to lean against him. Lin Jiyao opened his eyes with difficulty, and seeing that it was him, his nose was sour, and he almost shed tears.

It seems true that sick people are always extra vulnerable.Lin Jiyao just felt that there was no place on his body that was not uncomfortable, especially the back that was overused, throbbing and throbbing.

He closed his eyes and hugged Lin Xizhou's waist sideways, and buried his face in his arms.

Lin Xizhou took off Lin Jiyao's pants and soaked the towel, but after thinking about it, he thought it was inappropriate, so he changed into a silk scarf, soaked it in water, and put it in to help him clean it.

After cleaning, Lin Xizhou helped Lin Jiyao put on his trousers and planned to get up and leave.

Lin Jiyao hurriedly hugged him, his low and hoarse voice was so weak that he could hardly hear it.

"Wait...don't go...stay with me, Xiao Xi, stay with me for a while..."

Lin Xizhou put him on the bed in silence, pulled up the quilt and covered him.

"The doctor will be here in a while, you have a good rest."

"Wait!!" Lin Jiyao held his arm tightly, his hands trembling violently, "Where are you going, Xiaoxi, where are you going?"

"I don't know." Lin Xizhou pushed his hand away indifferently, "Don't worry about it, just rest yourself."

After a while, Dr. Li also came. Lin Xizhou threw the difficult patient to him, put on his clothes and went out, and Fantuan followed with a whimper.

But where are you going?

Lin Xizhou walked aimlessly along the street late at night, and he didn't even know where he was. The Apple claw machine rang no less than 30 times from beginning to end. Lin Xizhou picked one at random and picked it up. It was Cheng Hao.

"Where are you, why haven't you answered the phone?"

"...I'm going out for a walk, what's the matter?"

"Where to go, tell me the address, and I will pick you up."

After Lin Xizhou finished giving the address, he hung up the phone and sat down on the side of the street, with Fantuan lying listlessly at his feet from hunger.

Cheng Hao came quickly, and the two went back to Cheng Hao's house in silence. Lin Xizhou found a pack of beef jerky from the cabinet, broke it up and fed it to the rice balls.

His wrist was exposed from his shirt, Cheng Hao frowned, grabbed his hand, and stared into his eyes, "Lin Xizhou, what's going on?"

Lin Xizhou's skin was fair, so the scabbed scars were particularly conspicuous, not to mention there were several circles of bruised scars around him.

"Uncle Lin hit you?"

hit him?

Lin Xizhou smiled, with an inexplicable irony in his eyes.

"I'd rather he hit me."

Cheng Hao could tell something was wrong from the moment he met him, but because Lin Xizhou was depressed and couldn't ask too much, now he couldn't do without asking.

"What's the matter, Xiaomi, what happened?"

"It's nothing." Lin Xizhou smiled, touched the rice ball and stood up, "Do you have any clothes, I want to take a bath."

Cheng Hao pursed his lips. He was startled by the other party's lifeless appearance, so he stopped asking, "Go to the bathroom first, and I'll help you get your clothes."

Fantuan lost the beef jerky and followed Lin Xizhou to the bathroom.

One by one, he unbuttoned his shirt and took off his clothes. The face of the person in the mirror lost all color, and his upper body was simply horrible, especially the places where Cheng Hao left traces yesterday, without exception, were covered with deeper blue. Purple, and in some places there are deep teeth marks, and the oozing blood has dried up.

He was so miserable, I guess the other one was not much better, Lin Jiyao's back was so tight that he bled before he could get in completely.Not to mention that he did it several times in a row afterwards. Under Lin Jiyao's leadership, he didn't care whether he would be injured or not, and only knew to ask for it blindly.

Whether it's a kiss or a gesture, it carries the piety of a believer offering sacrifices, and the same determination as burning a stone together.

With a click, the bathroom door opened and Cheng Hao walked in. The rice ball squatting behind the door was bumped and barked in pain.

"Shh—fantuan, be good, don't bark."

Cheng Hao didn't care about the little brat who was whimpering because of his grievance, and his complexion suddenly became gloomy.

"What's going on?! Who did it?!" He asked sharply, looking at the tooth marks on Lin Xizhou's body in shock and anger. Although he also likes to leave his own marks on his lovers, he is never willing to use such force to bite.

But after watching for a few seconds, Cheng Hao suddenly realized one thing in common, those places with heavy marks were the parts he touched yesterday and left hickey marks.

"Lin Xi—"

"Cheng Hao, do you know that I am not Lin Jiyao's biological son?"

"...Why did you ask this all of a sudden." Cheng Hao frowned, Lin Xizhou's expression and state made him uneasy, "There have always been such rumors, my father said it, but I didn't care."

After a pause, Cheng Hao took a step forward and asked in a soft voice, "Xiaomi, what's the matter?"

"Do you want to know who did this?" Lin Xizhou asked, with a faint smile in his bottomless black eyes, "Cheng Hao, my father did all of this."

He looked at the other person with a shocked face, took a step forward, and smiled indifferently as if expressing self-loathing, "Do you want to know, how many times did I have sex with my dad just now?"

Cheng Hao was tongue-tied, "This—I, I don't—"

"Do you want to know how he kissed me?"

Lin Xizhou didn't pay attention to it, and just kept uncovering the scar in his heart like masochistic, repeating the feeling at that time over and over again. Under the extreme pleasure was the guilt and shame of incest and immorality, which was disgusting to the stomach.

Including himself, it was as disgusting as his father doing that kind of thing.

"Relax, Xiaomi—Xizhou, relax..."

"I'm very relaxed." Lin Xizhou said, "You go out, I want to take a shower first."

Cheng Hao's mind was blown into a mess by this blockbuster, and he hadn't figured out how to appease Lin Xizhou so as not to irritate him, so he had to leave first as promised.

Lin Xizhou took a shower for a long time, and after washing, he walked out of the bathroom wearing a bathrobe as if he was steaming, and saw Cheng Hao who had just returned from outside, and there were still drops of water on his hair.

"I'm going to buy dog ​​food for the rice ball." Cheng Hao raised the bag in his hand, and confessed without waiting for Lin Xizhou to ask, "The dog is still young, so it's not okay to eat jerky all the time. The rice ball should be from this imported brand, right?" He He took out a pack of dog food from the bag and opened it. Seeing the rice balls of food, his eyes were shining, but he didn't dare to rush up. He just whimpered and rubbed against Lin Xizhou's calf.

"it's raining outside?"

After leaving the bathroom, the sound of ticking outside gradually became apparent.

"Well, it's not too big." Cheng Hao went to the kitchen and took an iron bowl and poured some dog food into it. Lin Xizhou gently pushed the rice ball's butt with his foot, and the Samoyed immediately ran towards the dog food like he was having fun.

Lin Xizhou took a hair dryer and sat cross-legged next to the rice ball. The Samoyed who had just showered was still dripping with water. Lin Xizhou fiddled with the wet white hair with his hands, and turned on the hair dryer to the smallest setting to help the rice ball dry.

Cheng Hao sat behind Lin Xizhou, hugged him from behind, and wrapped his arms around his waist.

"What?"

"No." Cheng Hao muttered, turning his head and rubbing his lips lightly against Lin Xizhou's side face.I don't know if it was because of Lin Jiyao, but Lin Xizhou keenly felt that the warmth of Cheng Hao's skin was unusual.

"You have a fever?" Lin Xizhou put down the hair dryer, turned around, and pressed Cheng Hao's forehead with the back of his hand.

Cheng Hao narrowed his eyes, looking very satisfied because of the care he received.

"It's just a low-grade fever. I've taken the medicine myself." He pulled Lin Xizhou's hand and kissed the back of it, "Do you feel sorry for me?"

Lin Xizhou snorted, shook off him angrily and continued to blow hair on the rice ball, "I have a fever and still like to toss about it, why go out and run around in the rain."

"Buy food for your beloved pet." Cheng Hao rubbed his back aggrievedly, "If the rice ball gets hungry or eats something inappropriate and makes you sick, you don't have to feel bad and die. If you feel bad I have to make more—”

"All right, all right." Lin Xizhou bumped him with his elbow, "There are so many fallacies."

Cheng Hao stopped talking and chuckled, "Shall we sleep together later?"

"En." Lin Xizhou fiddled with the rice ball's fluffy white hair, his face was still calm, "Do you have sleeping pills at home, get me half of them."

Cheng Hao's smile froze, and he was silent for a while. He lowered his eyes, put his arms around Lin Xizhou's neck, turned around and sat on his lap, and the rice balls and bowls were pushed aside.

"you--"

Cheng Hao kissed his lips, licking them lingeringly, his tongue swept across the roof of his mouth, and after wandering around in his mouth, Lin Xizhou's tongue rolled and entangled. Very obvious.

I don't know if it's an illusion, but the kiss lasted as long as a century. Lin Xizhou wanted to back away with some discomfort, but Cheng Hao still hugged his waist until even Cheng Hao's brain was starved of oxygen from the kiss. I was so dizzy that I was willing to let go.

His lips were numb from being sucked and bitten. The feeling of being out of breath for a long time made Lin Xizhou feel a little dizzy. He glared at Cheng Hao angrily, "What are you crazy about?!"

"It's not good to take sleeping pills." Cheng Hao said, licking his lips eagerly, "Can't sleep yet? How about doing it again?"

Lin Xizhou rolled his eyes and didn't speak.

Cheng Hao hugged his waist with a low smile, his rapid breathing was still not calmed down, and his heaving chest was pressed against Lin Xizhou

So good... such a lingering and passionate kiss.

Cheng Hao leaned his not sober head on Lin Xizhou's shoulder, with a smile still on his lips.