overbearing

This sleep was very peaceful, and I didn't even dream.Until he felt some movement around him in a trance, he was always alert in his sleep, and suddenly he woke up.

It turned out that he unconsciously fell asleep lying on the head of the bed with his arms pillowed on his head.

Bai Tingyu on the side was facing him sideways, brushing away the hair hanging down his face with one hand, and grabbing a corner of the quilt with the other hand, trying to pull it on Zhou Jirong's body with difficulty.

When Zhou Jirong opened his eyes, he happened to meet Bai Tingyu's eyes.

Bai Tingyu seemed to have just woken up, she was still in a trance, and the act of taking care of him was almost instinctive.Or maybe it was because Zhou Jirong was asleep, he didn't have too many precautions, and there were too many emotions in his eyes without hiding it.

That kind of tenderness and love, as well as the deeper and more complex emotions than these two, just confessed in front of him defenselessly.

Zhou Jirong has always been careless in terms of emotions, as if he was born with a lack of such a tendon, but at this moment he suddenly understood Bai Tingyu's expression, recalling all the situations when he was with Bai Tingyu in the past, it was like enlightenment in an instant, and finally To be greatly enlightened.

He almost regarded the few close guards as his relatives, and the shock brought by knowing Xiaobai's admiration for him was naturally not comparable to the few unknown dandies who spoke out and molested him before.Zhou Jirong never thought that he would have to face such bad things one day, but he felt as if there were countless thunder rumbling in his ears, which made him a little ignorant.

Feeling that Bai Tingyu's hand brushing away his hair was still lingering on his cheek like nostalgia, he immediately lost all sleepiness, and straightened up suddenly after rubbing it.

He made a big move, half of the blanket that had been covering him fell out of the bed, Zhou Jirong hurriedly picked it up, and put it back on Bai Tingyu indiscriminately.He took this opportunity to lower his head to hide the inexplicable panic in his heart.

Bai Tingyu said softly: "Master Hou, it's cold here, you'll catch a cold, go back to sleep. I'm fine."

He was still as considerate and caring as usual, but Zhou Jirong understood his thoughts, and could no longer take such tenderness calmly.He lowered his eyes and didn't dare to look at Bai Tingyu for a while, but when he heard Bai Tingyu's hoarse voice, he avoided answering: "Are you thirsty, I'll go and get you some water."

After finishing speaking, without waiting for Bai Tingyu to answer, she turned her head and looked around the room looking for water.

There was a teapot on the side table.It's late at night, and the water inside is already completely cold.

Seeing that he was going out to find hot water, Bai Tingyu hurriedly said: "It's cold outside, don't bother me, I'll drink this, I'm not really thirsty." She stretched out her hand to pull him.

Zhou Jirong subconsciously took a step back, avoiding his hand.The meaning of his avoidance was a bit obvious, Bai Tingyu was slightly taken aback, and his outstretched hand stopped.

"I'll go to the side to have a look." Zhou Jirong took two steps away in a panic, and seemed to feel that his actions were too obvious, and then he turned his head and forced a smile: "I used to make trouble in the middle of the night and you went to go to supper. It's not once or twice, and you haven't complained. It's rare for you to get sick, and I'm just going to find some hot water, so it's no trouble."

After speaking, he felt that his words seemed extra deliberate, so he stopped talking, turned around and walked out.Until he walked out of the room, he could feel Bai Tingyu's eyes on him all the time.

Fortunately, there is hot water in the ear room next door, because I don't know when Bai Tingyu will wake up, and the porridge is still warming on the stove.Zhou Jirong ping-pong-pong busy, finally found a bowl to hold porridge, poured a pot of hot water and brought it back.

When I went back, I saw that Bai Tingyu was still looking in the direction of the door, his eyes were slightly dimmed by the light, but he was much calmer than before.

There was nothing to say at the moment, Zhou Jirong pretended to be nonchalant and let him drink water, and then brought the porridge.

The porridge was still a little hot, Zhou Jirong was afraid that he would not be able to hold it steadily, so he was not in a hurry to pass it to him.He took a spoon and stirred casually.The faint aroma of the rice porridge slowly drifted away with the stirring, and he couldn't help but gently sniffed.

He lowered his head and stared at the bowl intently, and Bai Tingyu kept looking at him, then suddenly asked: "Master Hou, have you not had dinner?"

Zhou Jirong was asked this question by him, and only then did he remember that it seemed to be true. When he remembered this, he immediately felt hungry, and his stomach growled, which immediately dispelled the dull and sad depression.Said embarrassingly: "I went to find my brother, and I forgot about it when I came back. The most hateful thing is Fang Zhen. When he saw me, he couldn't remember to ask me if I had eaten. All the heartless people ,All……"

He wanted to say that he was not as considerate as Xiaobai, but he suddenly realized that such words would never be appropriate to say in the future, such a thoughtful person probably only pays attention to him if he puts the other person in his heart.He felt uncomfortable, so he suddenly became a little nervous for no reason, swallowed the rest of the words abruptly, and said indiscriminately: "Anyway, there is still a lot of porridge, so I'll just go over and eat a bowl later. I'm not too Hungry."

Bai Tingyu is his subordinate in name, but to him, he is more like a brother and friend. He used to talk to Bai Tingyu almost everything.However, once he knew the other party's thoughts, he felt that Xiao Bai in front of him seemed so strange that he couldn't figure it out, and he had nothing to say for a while.He handed the bowl to Bai Tingyu irritably: "It's not hot anymore, you can eat something first. What are you doing with these trivial matters?"

Bai Tingyu took it silently and obediently, and didn't ask Zhou Ji what the emperor and the emperor talked about, but it made him forget to eat.

He also had something in his heart, and he barely ate a few mouthfuls, but the food was tasteless. However, he was worried that Zhou Jirong would be hungry, so he finally couldn't help but said: "How can you just eat porridge? Let Fang Zhen go and see what's in the kitchen later." , if it doesn’t work, let him cook a bowl of noodles. I...I won’t be able to take care of Master Hou in the future, Master Hou must take care of himself..."

Zhou Jirong was originally looking around in the room, but he didn't pay much attention to Bai Tingyu. Hearing this, he finally turned his gaze over Bai Tingyu's face, and only after a while did he let out a soft oh.

Bai Tingyu stopped talking and stopped after eating half a bowl. .

Zhou Jirong had been taken care of by Bai Tingyu for so many years, and now he was telling him, but he felt at a loss and almost wanted to run away, feeling oppressed and depressed.His thoughts were chaotic, and while he was asking himself, apart from being born with a good appearance, he also had a bad temper and a mean mouth. It was common for him to use knives and guns, and he really couldn't think of any reason why he should be admired by anyone.I really can't accept his gentle and considerate affection, and I feel that Bai Tingyu didn't check the young man's slip for a while and got stuck in the quagmire.Regardless of what he thinks, he regards him as a brother like a brother, and has the responsibility and obligation to help him get out of the mud pit.

So I thought I was afraid of a fart, Xiaobai could still eat me, so I cheered myself up, and seeing Bai Tingyu put down the bowl, he took a deep breath and said: "Xiaobai, my brother said today that you like me , is it true?"

He still had a trace of hope that he knew was vague, and Bai Tingyu could categorically deny it.

But this hope was dashed in the blink of an eye.Bai Tingyu's already lacking blood color face was slightly pale, but his astonished expression calmed down in a moment, and he said almost without thinking: "The emperor's eyes are like torches." He paused, no longer concealing the emotion in his eyes, and looked straight at Zhou Jirong said: "I really admire Lord Hou, I can't call myself a long time ago."