Dressed as the mortal enemy of the sick and charming male protagonist

At night, as soon as Qi Song lay down on the bed, he heard a cry of pain from the sofa outside the door, his drowsiness was instantly dispelled, he got up from the bed and walked outside the door.

I saw that person fell off the sofa at some point, and the injured leg still fell to the ground, looking extremely embarrassed.

Qi Song's heart tightened at that time, he walked over quickly without thinking about anything else.

Before Shen Ci could speak, Qi Song hugged his body. Because he had been lying on the hospital bed for a while, he lost a lot of weight, so Qi Song could barely hug him.

Shen Ci originally thought that he would put himself on the sofa, but he didn't think about it, and carried him directly into the inner room, his bedroom.

Shen Ci turned his eyes sideways, and what he saw was the side face of Qingjun who was close at hand. His expression was extremely calm, but it made him feel even more restless.

"I sleep here, where do you sleep?" Shen Ci asked after being put down.

Qi Song actually couldn't let it go from just now. After all, he was a wounded patient. Letting him sleep on the sofa was a bit...too harsh, so he just carried him into the room without even thinking.

"You don't have to worry, isn't there a sofa, no matter how bad it is, it's not impossible to sleep with Lu Yan." Qi Song said calmly.

But as soon as the words fell, someone held his hand tightly, and Shen Ci said in a complaining tone: "That room could have been transformed into a room for me, why didn't you have that idea before, when that little kid came , you are quite active, you have provided him with everything, and those who don't know think he is your illegitimate son."

"Who is it to blame? That child... you gave it to me, of course I should take good care of it." Qi Song didn't break free from his hand, and said angrily.

For some reason, when he said this, it was originally a rebuttal to him, but it made him feel unexpectedly comfortable.

But he still played with Qi Song's slender fingers, looking sullen.

Looking at his appearance, Qi Song smiled and said tentatively: "You don't know...you are jealous of a child."

As if being told what was on his mind, Shen Ci's face turned red, and his strength increased a little, as if punishing.

Seeing that he didn't speak, Qi Song held his hand instead, and said in a gentle tone: "Isn't what I said clear enough? You risked your life to save that child. His life is very precious, and he cannot be allowed to repeat the same mistakes." , and that child doesn't want to follow his parents anymore, why are you so angry with a child?"

Shen Ci pulled Qi Song's body to the side of the bed, clasped his body from behind with his backhand, passed his arm through his neck, locked his body tightly in his arms, buried his chin on his shoulder, The tone was coquettish, "I just don't want others to share what you have done to me..."

Shen Ci intentionally finished speaking halfway, and a faint breath brushed Qi Song's neck lightly, as if being scratched by a feather, itching, so that his heart was also itching.

The posture at this moment was so ambiguous that Qi Song's ears turned red subconsciously.

"You...you can't think of anything else in one day." Qi Song complained incomparably.

Just as she was about to push him away, she felt a burning sensation in the base of her ears.

Qi Song's heart suddenly went numb, his ears are the most sensitive part, not to mention being teased by him like this, it feels even weirder.

"What are you doing? I told you not to touch this place!" Qi Song frowned.

"Huh? When did you say that?" Shen Ci deliberately said into his ear, and the warm breath swept over instantly, making Qi Song's body tremble slightly.