Your Majesty, don't worry

Su Qingbai had just put on the silk robe and was tying the belt. Qi Yan caught a glimpse of the red rash on his neck, and his face sank after recovering from it. He said, "Why did the rash appear again? Go to Qi Qing's place to eat." what?"

Su Qingbai also felt pain and itchiness in his neck. He thought for a while and said, "I ate mutton and drank some honey syrup."

Qi Yan sighed: "I'll put the medicine on you."

"No, I'll do it myself."

Qi Yan ignored him, picked him up and put him on the bed, opened the drawer on the desk beside him, and took out a medicine bottle.

"Why do you have everything prepared, what else is in the drawer?"

Qi Yan hesitated for a moment, smiled slyly, and whispered a few words in Su Qingbai's ear. Su Qingbai's face blushed immediately, and he said again: "Do you want to try it tonight? It won't hurt you."

Su Qingbai thumped him twice, blushed even more, and covered her ears, "Damn Qi Yan, I don't want to listen to you anymore."

Qi Yan chuckled, untied Su Qingbai's belt, and opened his collar. Seeing that his neck was red all the way to his chest, the smile in his eyes became even stronger.

Su Qingbai looked down at his appearance, turned over in embarrassment and wanted to escape, but was grabbed by Qi Yan, pressed both hands, and said: "Don't move, first change the medicine on your chest, and then apply the medicine on your neck."

Su Qing's eyes were foggy, and she said dissatisfiedly: "It's clearly an opportunity to want..."

"Huh? What do you want?"

Su Qing was at a loss for words and became more and more uncomfortable.

"Stop making trouble, you are covered with medicines, do you want me to lick these medicines?"

Su Qingbai blushed like bleeding, kicked Qi Yan once, and kicked Qi Yan several times to relieve her anger.Qi Yan leaned over and bit his chin, and said softly, "I'm not afraid of kicking me with such force. Huh?"

Su Qingbai turned her head away from Qi Yan awkwardly.

After applying the medicine, Su Qing's white clothes were opened, revealing most of her chest, Qi Yan saw her snow-white skin.

"That...that..." Qi Yan leaned beside Su Qingbai, "My foot hurts, it hurts."

"The medicine was applied on the hands, not the feet, Your Majesty."

Qi Yan buried his face on the pillow, and said bitterly: "The foot hurts. You kicked it. The feet of martial arts practitioners are made of iron. They were kicked several times and they were about to break."

"Let me see?"

Qi Yan didn't move, didn't move.

Su Qingbai was a little worried. After all, his symptoms had not yet appeared and his body was still very weak.He hesitated for a moment, stretched out his hand and carefully rubbed Qi Yan's calf.

"It's the thigh, top."

Su Qingbai hesitated for a moment, then stretched out her hand to Qi Yan's thigh, and the more she rubbed her face, the hotter it became.Qi Yan approached Su Qingbai, grabbed his hand and moved it up gently.

Half of Su Qingbai's head was empty, and his eyes were also empty. He could only feel the warmth on his face, body, and hands, which almost melted him.

Su Qingbai felt that Qi Yan's breathing by her ears was getting heavier and heavier. After an unknown period of time, when she heard Qi Yan let out a long breath, she immediately felt a strange feeling in her palms.

"Hateful..."

"Qi Yan." Qi Yan smiled and immediately followed up.

Su Qingbai froze her hands and didn't dare to move, she wanted to get angry but couldn't.

Qi Yan wiped his hands for him, changed into a clean underwear and lay down beside Su Qingbai.Seeing that the people around me have been dumbfounded, almost like stumps, I don't think it's funny.

"Do you want to sleep?"

Su Qingbai: "..."

Qi Yan saw that Su Qing's pale face was flushed, as if he was holding his breath, and wanted to reach out to comfort him, but accidentally touched his thigh.