[Seimei X Sawei] Heian Jing

In the early morning, the capital city is covered with a thin layer of morning dew. When you first walk out of your home, you can feel the coolness on your skin.

"Seimei, you should wear more." Zuowei frowned disapprovingly when he watched Qingming prepare to go out in a thin hunting suit.

Qingming smiled nonchalantly: "I won't get sick." When the power is as strong as his, getting sick is really not an easy problem.

But even knowing that, looking at the desolate and desolate appearance outside the window, I still feel a little worried.

Just because you don't get sick easily doesn't mean you won't get sick.

"Don't worry." Qingming walked up to Zuo Wei with a smile on his face, and leaned over to kiss his smooth brow.

The flushed Zuowei lowered his head shyly, avoiding Seimei's gentle eyes, but even so his heartbeat was still...slightly faster.

"Get used to it early!" Qingming lowered his head again, this time, his lips fell on the other's eyelids, and he could clearly feel the other's slight trembling.

Seimei, who has been doing ambiguous behaviors during this period of time, looks at Zuowei who is still shy and young, and smiles helplessly.

Gently hugged Zuo Wei, let go, and whispered: "I'm going out."

Zuo Wei raised his head, pursed his lips, and unexpectedly Qingming stepped forward to hug him. Just when Qingming was surprised, he felt something cold but soft gently touch his face. Pass.

"Be careful on the road."

If it wasn't for Zuo Wei's increasingly red face and his slightly flustered but shy eyes, Seimei almost thought he had an illusion.

Realizing the truth just now, Seimei showed what could be called a bright smile.

"I'll be back sooner."

"... Well, I'll wait for you."

No more words and turned to leave.But he knew that this day was different.

The joy in his heart accompanied him all day, and for the first time he had the idea of ​​leaving early.

But the plan could never keep up with the changes, the sudden urgent move in the palace made it midnight when he returned home.

Looking at the purple-haired beauty waiting for him under the moonlight in the courtyard, warmth flowed into his heart.

"I'm back!" Bending down, he hugged Zuo Wei who was sitting on the stone bench from behind, "I'm back."

Holding the arms around her, she said softly, "Welcome home."

"Why don't you wait in the house?" Although he knew that Zuo Wei would not be cold, but when he saw Zuo Wei sitting alone in the cold courtyard, he couldn't help feeling a little distressed.

"Who said I was waiting for you, I was looking at the moon!" Zuo Wei pointed to the bright moon in the sky, and said stiffly, "Smelly!"

If you don't look at Zuo Wei's pink ear tips hidden in the hair, his words may be more convincing.

Seimei didn't pick up the clothes, but just hugged Zuowei quietly like this, without any intention of relaxing her hands.

For a long time, it was so long that Zuo Wei inadvertently touched Qingming's hand and felt cold.

"Let go of me quickly! Don't be afraid of catching a cold!"

Zuo Wei broke away from the hug nervously, and held Qingming's hands, the touch of the palms made him frown.

"Don't worry, I won't catch a cold...Ah Choo!"

"..."

Seimei rubbed his itchy nose and couldn't react. Did he sneeze just now?So... he really has a cold?

Thinking about it, another sneeze made him stay where he was now in embarrassment.

There was an unknown fire in Zuo Wei's heart, he grabbed Qingming's hand, and dragged Qingming into the room with a rare force.After closing the door and window, he turned his head and saw Qingming standing on the side blankly, then grabbed him and pushed him onto the bed, pulling the quilt to wrap Qingming tightly.

"Zuowei...you don't need to do this, I didn't..."

Qingming was about to explain, but his voice became softer as a pair of Shangzuo looked worried and annoyed.

Several consecutive sneezes and inaudible coughs made Zuo Wei's face darker.

When Zuo Wei came back with ginger tea, Qingming was already in a daze and was about to fall asleep.

"Seimei? How do you feel?" Zuo Wei looked at him worriedly.

Slowly shaking his head, trying to prop himself up, Zuo Wei put down the ginger tea in his hand and reached out to help.

"It's okay, it's okay, don't worry." After sitting up, Qingming held Zuowei's hand, but didn't want to be ruthlessly thrown away.

Putting the ginger tea in Qingming's hands expressionlessly, he raised his head and looked at him, his eyes seemed to say, if he didn't drink this, he would never let him go.

Looking at the ginger tea he hated, and Zuo Wei who didn't discuss anything, he became cruel, closed his eyes, and poured all the strange-tasting things into his mouth.

——It's so hard to drink!

Ginger tea is definitely the thing that Abe Seimei hates the most, not one of them!

"Pfft!" Seeing Seimei's facial features all wrinkled together, Zuowei laughed immorally, "Unexpectedly, the majestic Abe Seimei-sama would be afraid to drink a small cup of ginger tea!"

"Zuowei, it's wrong to gloat over others' misfortune!" Qingming narrowed his eyes and looked at Zuowei, with that strange taste still remaining in his mouth, "Zuowei, didn't you prepare anything to eliminate the smell?"

"For example?" Zuo Wei smiled.

Qingming raised her eyebrows and said, "For example... candy?"

Zuo Wei shook his head, said with a smile, "No." His eyes were slightly innocent.

"I'm going to get it now." Zuo Wei stood up slowly, giggling while talking, "I really didn't expect that you would be afraid of this... like a child."

"Like a child?" As soon as Zuo Wei turned around, he heard Qingming's words raised slightly, and his hand was grabbed by someone again.

Turning his head in doubt, he saw Qingming showing a smirk on his face, coupled with his fox eyes, he looked extraordinarily cunning, "No need for sugar, I'll just do something not like a child!"

Gently tugging, left hand wrapped around Zuo Wei who fell in his arms, inserted his right hand into Zuo Wei's purple hair, and held down his head.

Tasted lightly, then rubbed Zuo Wei's nose with the tip of his own nose.

She drew a smile that she called beautiful, her eyes were as gentle as water: "It's really sweet."

As he spoke, he licked his lips and looked at Zuo Wei's flushed face. Although he was a little flustered, Seimei still saw an imperceptible curvature at the corner of his mouth.

Looking at Zuo Wei's purple eyes, he kissed again: "With you, it's fine."

Whispering in a low voice, the temperature inside the room is completely different from the outside.

warmth……

On a small bed, purple and black are intertwined.

Zuo Wei looked at Qingming's sleeping face with a smile, and quietly approached Qingming, touching the corner of Qingming's mouth lightly.

"Good dream, Seimei."

The author has something to say: the writing is so sweet that Chen himself lost his teeth...