love is simple

What Xu Cheng didn't expect was that Lu Wangchen was really sick.This man, who had always been invulnerable in his impression, was lying on the bed so weakly at this moment, the broken hair on his forehead was wet with cold sweat, and stuck to his forehead messily, almost covering his eyebrows and eyes.

Fortunately, the scars left on my cheeks a few days ago have faded a lot, and they are almost invisible.

The thermometer showed 38.5 degrees Celsius, so the temperature must be cooled first.

After putting the fever sticker on Lu Wangchen's forehead, Xu Cheng began to unbutton his home clothes. The buttons were unbuttoned from top to bottom, revealing his broad chest and tight abdominal muscles one by one. Although Xu Cheng Having already experienced many battles, he still felt embarrassed at this moment, so he just opened his front and gave up, and then wrapped ice cubes in a towel and wiped his chest and waist to cool down.

Lu Wangchen's waist and abdomen are very firm, and his waistline undulates like a cold mountain. He usually hides it under a thin and thin shirt. When this layer of barrier is removed, the word "sexy" is nakedly copied, hooking all the souls that come close to it.

Xu Cheng's eyes didn't linger on Lu Wangchen's body too much, after all, he had seen this body for many years, and it wouldn't still be like the first night when he saw it for the first time, blushing so much that he didn't dare to lift his head.

He was about to get up to change a towel, but suddenly his wrist was grabbed and pulled back, and he fell into the arms of the man on the bed without any defense, his face pressed against his warm and firm chest.

"Don't go. I won't let you go."

Lu Wangchen murmured dreamily, his voice was no longer domineering than usual, but more like a child's unreasonable trouble.

Xu Cheng struggled to meet his bewildered eyes and saw that there was a layer of mist in his eyes. He wondered if he was sweating too much, and even his eyelashes were wet. Eyelashes are trembling slightly.

"Xiao Cheng, I feel bad."

As Lu Wangchen said, he hooked Xu Cheng's waist and moved him onto his body.

Xu Cheng didn't know whether to laugh or cry, this man was sick but still had a lot of strength.He was forced to lie on Lu Wangchen's body, just sticking to his naked upper body. When he wanted to get up, Lu Wangchen's arms locked him domineeringly, preventing him from leaving.

The ice cubes in the towel had completely melted, and the water was dripping down, so Xu Cheng had to drop the towel on the ground with his arms down to prevent the bed sheet from getting wet.

Lu Wangchen's chest had just been wiped, and it was still a little damp. Xu Cheng's face was pressed against it, and soon he felt the heat coming up again, so he said in a negotiating tone, "I won't go, I'll get you another towel to wipe your body."

"With you by my side, I'll be cured." Lu Wangchen pinched his waist and lifted him up until their cheeks touched.

"Why. Sudden illness?" Xu Cheng was a little out of breath from being hugged by him, and began to gasp in small breaths.

Hearing his rapid breathing, Lu Wangchen's hand loosened a little bit, Xu Cheng's whole body was limp on his body, and his face fell into the hollow of his neck.

"Drink, drink, drink." Lu Wangchen spit out each word from the depths of his throat.

"How can you get a fever after drinking?" Xu Cheng touched his waist with his hand, and found that the temperature rose again.

"It's windy, the windows are open, and I'm sleeping on the sofa." Lu Wangchen was babbling, and began to piece together phrases and list the reasons one by one.

"Also... Wan Xiaoyou didn't cover me with a quilt."

Xu Cheng was taken aback, raised his upper body and looked at Lu Wangchen, only to see his eyelids closed again.

Xiaoyou?

Xu Cheng thought of the man who appeared in the hospital that day, Lu Wangchen's new assistant.

Xiao You didn't cover him with a quilt last night?Xiao You was with him last night?

Xu Cheng soon realized that the strength holding him had weakened. Looking at Lu Wangchen again, although his brows were slightly frowned, his breathing had gradually become even.

Xu Cheng got up from Lu Wangchen and picked up the messy towels on the ground.

The wet towel was held in his palm, and he took it to the bathroom.

Xu Cheng didn't dare to be distracted at all, and he didn't dare to use force, like holding a glass heart, afraid that if he exerted a little force, he would shed a bunch of cumbersome tears.

Xu Cheng wrung the towel vigorously with his slender fingers, trying to wring it dry.

Maybe it's because he drank too much while socializing outside, so Xiaoyou just stayed with him. Xiaoyou is an assistant, so drinking with him, and finding a quilt for him after drinking should be his duty, right?

The towel was saturated with water and was too swollen to wring out, Xu Cheng had no choice but to put it down first, planning to go to the balcony to find a clean towel.

Passing through the living room, before reaching the balcony, through the transparent floor-to-ceiling windows, Xu Cheng saw an eye-catching green shirt hanging high outside at a glance.

He and Lu Wangchen had never worn clothes of this color.

Xu Cheng's heart was beating a little faster, he didn't even have the courage to go to the balcony, after stopping in the living room for a while, he soon saw shirts and trousers scattered on the carpet next to the sofa, this time he recognized Lu Wangchen's Clothes are gone.

Lu Wangchen is obsessed with cleanliness and never throws his clothes away unless...

Sometimes Lu Wangchen is in a hurry, and when we do it directly on the sofa, he will throw his clothes and pants on the ground next to him, but he will pick them up afterwards.

Was it because he was drunk that he couldn't pick it up this time?

When I saw Xiaoyou in the hospital that day, he seemed to be wearing a green shirt, the one hanging on the balcony, right?

Why would an assistant hang his shirts at his boss's house?

As if breaking through some embarrassing scene, Xu Cheng didn't dare to think about the details, and fell a few steps back, ignoring the coldness that slipped down his face. In a private forbidden land, it is others who set the rules, but the one who is punished is himself.

Xu Cheng hid in the bathroom in the living room and couldn't stop crying, his chest heaved so badly, he kept thinking that Lu Wangchen took someone else home to have sex, on the sofa where they usually hugged and watched TV together Go up and shoot.

Xu Cheng knew that they had broken up, and Lu Wangchen was free to do what he did, but he was just sad that his reaction would be so big.

For so many years, Xu Cheng thought that his love for Lu Wangchen had been exhausted by his hot and cold attitude, but now when he faced Lu Wangchen's transfer of his love to others, he realized that he could not accept it at all. .

Only he can read Lu Wangchen's comics, and only he can enjoy Lu Wangchen's love.

Xu Cheng squatted in the shower room blankly, his thoughts began to wander.

For so many years, Lu Wangchen has long since lost his love for him, all that remains is habit.

I am used to having someone at home waiting for him every time I go home, and it is more water-saving to wash the clothes of the two together after sex.

When I am used to playing video games, I have someone to practice with, to pass the boring time of brushing dungeons, and to try new skills and moves by the way.

When he used to wear formal clothes, someone tied him a tie, so that he had more time to shave.

Anyone can do these things with him. When he has had enough fun one day, he should go back and get married. He doesn't seem to reject the matter of marrying a woman.

Thinking about it carefully, Lu Wangchen has indeed not said that he loves him for a long time.

He is just needed, but not worthy of a love.

What's really ridiculous is that while Lu Wangchen no longer loves him, he also no longer respects him.

Lu Wangchen can stay out at night and not report his whereabouts to him, but he is required to stay online at all times, and he is always within the scope of his control.

At first, Xu Cheng was startled when the word "plaything" popped out of his head, but now, he has to admit that he has long since become a plaything that does not deserve respect.

Maybe as early as ten years ago, Lu Wangchen didn't even bother to receive his cheap orange cake. It was him who had the audacity to try to exchange such humble liking to stay in Lu Wangchen's eyes for a second.

It was his wishful thinking to become Lu Wangchen's running dog, just to get the reward from his master.