The villain is far from my CP!

In the pouring rain, a boy in black stood in the middle of an empty street.

The rain streaked across his hair and eyebrows, and the purple-white lightning tore through the chaos, reflecting an indifferent expression.

Qi Changting thought that he was probably still the little prince who was good for nothing and only knew how to cause trouble, he had never changed.

This kind of cognition made him feel a little cold, and the sticky cloth was soaked by the soup-flavored rain and stuck to his body, sticking to his aching stomach, and the fishy sweetness welled up in his throat.

Suddenly, a bouquet of warm mint aroma knocked on the door of his heart.

He was stunned, and slowly raised his eyes, a little surprised why a smell would bring a warm touch.

The touch is like the sweetheart's soft fingertips, passing over his lips, the side of his neck, and his Adam's apple, bringing a tingling numbness.

Finally landed on the waist.

Scrape lightly.

"Hmm!" He widened his eyes, and when he heard himself moaning almost ashamedly, the blood all over his body boiled instantly.

The surrounding scene suddenly became distorted, the street disappeared, the heavy rain disappeared, and even the body disappeared.

There was mist everywhere, and the young man tried his best to widen his eyes, but he felt the faint scent of mint return to his lips.

The soft and warm touch pressed up without warning, sealing off all his escape routes.

A hot stream poured from the mouth, with an inexplicable taste.

The sudden vigilance made him want to refuse for a moment, but the little emotions mixed in it made him want to stop.

In my memory, I seem to have tasted such a taste.

It was a long time ago when a bold boy got his beloved girl drunk and wanted an answer.

Then, taking advantage of the deep night, he secretly tasted the long-coveted forbidden fruit.

The girl drank the wine, which had a faint scent of mint, which made him very drunk.

Those were the few bright colors that could be counted on his fingers in his dark life.

A bridge.

These two words suddenly flashed in my mind.

Aqiao!

This name was like the sharpest silver blade in his hand, and a gap was finally torn out of the dense fog.

The black shadow swayed indistinctly before his eyes, and then gradually became narrower.

However, he still seems to be dreaming.

Unable to move his body, he could only see the world in front of him.

But in this world, the girl's translucent eyes were close at hand, with a glint of water, she bent down again and pressed them down.

pressed against his lips.

The soft, moist, and shallow breath intertwined, caressed his face, and gave him a mouthful of hot liquid.

There seemed to be a fire in his flesh and blood at this moment. He didn't want to care about what he swallowed, but felt his eyes sour, and subconsciously raised his head to respond.

Whether it is a dream or a delusion.

The body is clamoring, wanting to engrave this moment into his bones and bury him in the grave.

He took a low breath, and tried his best to raise his head regardless, but he didn't want the unswallowed liquid to suddenly choke into his trachea.

"Cough, cough, cough." The young man coughed until the corners of his eyes turned red.

Before the girl got up completely, he subconsciously turned his head away, not wanting to dirty the girl's face, but he didn't want the next moment——

The warm scent of mint approached him unexpectedly again, and his lips and teeth were close together. Something softer and hotter than just before hooked the corner of his mouth lightly.

The tan stain disappeared and turned into a light crystal.

The young man's body froze, even his breathing was blocked. The blush started from the tips of his ears, and burned to the side of his neck in just a few moments.

Fang, what was that just now? !

as if, as if...

Something that made him ecstatic floated in his mind, but at the same time, unprecedented embarrassment also occupied all his nerves.

How, how could I dream of such a thing.

Aqiao is willing to kiss him, Xiao Xiang is already a big brother, how could it be possible...to do such a thing to him.

He, he is so Meng Lang!

The boy's heart was full of panic and spurn, but in a deeper corner, there was a voice shouting in a low voice.

Her lips, as well as the tip of her tongue, are so soft.

Still, still want.

The decoction that was supposed to stay in the stomach slowly brought out continuous heat and burned it further down.

He took a breath from between his teeth, then stiffened his neck and turned his head slowly.

He met a pair of bright eyes, shining with lustrous light, and the same daze as him,

and panic.

Baiqiao almost jumped up from the couch.

If the medicine bowl hadn't been empty, the boy's blood-stained bandage would have suffered another catastrophe.

What did she, what did she just do...

The room was so quiet that even the beating of the heart was deafening.

A light blue brocade handkerchief lay quietly on the low stool next to it, as if wondering why he didn't use it.

Bai Qiao only felt that the tip of his tongue seemed to be on fire.

She bit the piece of soft flesh tightly, met the young man's ignorant eyes, and turned her back.

Help, her, is she a pervert? !

Bai Qiao felt that he should not be up to this level, but a terrible voice could not be restrained from the bottom of his heart.

——The boy's lips are so soft.

The cheeks are also soft.

Although the decoction was terribly bitter, it fell on the young man's soft and well-behaved cheeks,

Taste……

"!" Bai Qiao raised his hand to cover his mouth.

What a tiger's word!

And behind her, the young man blinked slowly, the cold and numb pain in his left leg faded away, and it warmed up warmly.

He belatedly realized something.

It seems that it is not a dream.

Her eyes darkened slightly, her thin lips were pursed lightly, the tip of her tongue protruded, and swept across her lips, the sour and bitter taste of the soup was far from covering up the softness, warmth and sweetness of the girl's lips.

He felt thirsty in a trance, and even missed the torrential rain in the nightmare.

The boy's face turned red again, his throat rolled, and he opened his mouth.

"you……"

"you……"

The two spoke at the same time and stopped at the same time.

"You speak first."

"You speak first."

Bai Qiao: "..."

This time she made up her mind to let the boy speak first, so she kept her mouth shut for a long time, and the room fell into an equally long silence.

It was so quiet that the breathing of the two of them fell in their ears, as if they were lying on their necks.

Finally, when Baiqiao felt that his neck was going to burn red, a boy's voice finally came from behind him.

"Excuse me, girl."

His voice was a little stiff, hoarse, and tired.

Bai Qiao suddenly thought of the fragile moan that was squeezed out of the young man's throat an hour before, and his heart twitched, and finally suppressed the charming and ambiguous things that were missing.

She wanted to say that you are welcome, or should be, but suddenly there were familiar footsteps outside the door.

It seems to be... He Cheng? !

Bai Qiao belatedly thought of He Cheng.

When he suddenly jumped up and grabbed the medicine bowl, and handed the decoction to Qi Changting mouth to mouth, He Cheng was still there.

The crimson that had faded rose suddenly again, and she subconsciously turned to look at Qi Changting...

Bai Qiao: "..."

The boy had already closed his eyes safely, and covered his ears with loose hair, as if he had never woken up.

OK, you are ruthless!

The girl gritted her teeth angrily, and only had time to raise her hands to rub her hot cheeks before the door was gently pushed open.

Bai Qiao froze immediately, and realized that it was not only He Cheng who came in, but also a doctor with ulcers.

One hour is enough, and it's time to start the needle.

The girl's heart skipped a beat, and the original embarrassment was pushed aside.

The young man on the couch breathed heavily, and the doctor stepped forward to check the young man's pulse, his expression slightly relaxed, "This experience is considered to be over."

The heart sank back into the stomach heavily, and Baiqiao took a long breath.

But before that breath came out, what the doctor said next almost made her bite her tongue.

"There is still a bowl of medicine in the back kitchen for strengthening." The doctor stroked his gray beard, bowed to her solemnly and said, "I have to trouble the young lady to feed it to Your Highness."

Bai Qiao: "..."

He is the doctor, why bother her so skillfully? !

After the doctor finished speaking, he began to concentrate on taking the needle for the young man, leaving Bai Qiao standing in place with a ferocious expression and letting out a mouthful of foul breath.

He Cheng quietly glanced at the girl's expression, cleverly kept silent, bowed his hands, and fled as if fleeing.

Half a quarter of an hour later, the girl stood in front of the boy's couch holding a bowl of freshly baked soup.

The doctor has already left, and there are only two people left in the room.

The needle fell, and the rope binding the boy's limbs was also untied, and the brocade was tucked under the boy's arm, making the latter's sleeping face look cute.

Bai Qiao quietly watched Qi Changting lying on the couch and refused to open his eyes, but his eyelids trembled flusteredly, his original shame made him laugh angrily.

Qi Changting didn't know what he was expecting, or what he was afraid of.

But soon, his fear was spoken out by the girl herself.

"Get up, drink yourself." The girl's cold voice came from above her head.

The ambiguity in the room has long since disappeared, and the beating heart was silenced by this basin of ice water.

Qi Changting hated his hypocrisy, but still couldn't help thinking: Sure enough, she was just feeding him medicine.

She probably hated contacting him like this.

The boy sat up silently, but he didn't take the medicine bowl either.

The decoction was still so sour and bitter that just by smelling it, sour water came out of his mouth.

Stomach overwhelmed, Qi Changting swore that he really wanted to take that bowl, but...

"!" He suddenly raised his hand to cover his mouth and turned his head away, almost spitting out the bowl he just drank.

The long-lost sense of powerlessness in the dream hit his heart, Qi Changting knew that it was the nightmare that was causing the trouble, this kind of poison was never just to destroy the dream, even the dreamer would be destroyed bit by bit.

But he...

Bai Qiao silently watched the young man's complexion gradually turn pale, and the fingers holding the edge of the bowl also turned a little bit white.

There was a dim light in the bottom of the girl's eyes, and she was about to take the bowl back, but the young man's bony hand suddenly reached out, took the medicine bowl, and raised his head to pour it into his mouth.

Qi Changting clenched his teeth, ready to put all his eggs in one basket, but suddenly his eyes were covered by a gentle hand.

The courage that had been accumulated with great difficulty was shattered in an instant, and then, the familiar touch approached, the girl half-kneeled beside him, and leaned over to kiss his lips.

The heart stopped beating for a beat, and then hit hard on the heart.

The concoction was still sour and bitter, but after turning it around in the girl's mouth, it seemed to have magical power, and it slid obediently into her stomach.

Although it still aroused a group of ups and downs, but after all, it will not be spit out.

The young man's ears were red, his heartbeat seemed to be beating on his eardrums, he was more embarrassing than emotional.

"You don't have to be like this," he said stagnantly, "I don't need it."

There is no need for her to show such pity, or even do such a thing against her will.

"There's only one bowl of medicine." The girl really didn't say any nonsense, and every line was about that bowl of medicine.

Qi Changting hated his hypocrisy, but still couldn't help thinking that way, the sadness in his heart was endless, just listening to her voice, one could imagine the indifference on the girl's face.

The boy lowered his head and immersed himself in his horns, but he didn't realize that the girl had fed him the first mouthful of soup, but she didn't get up for a long time.

At a certain moment, he finally noticed the familiar breath at the end of his nose, raised his eyes, and fell into a pair of apricot eyes filled with gentle water waves.

It is really falling, like the water of Lausanne Lake, sinking in it without stopping.

He wondered if the softness would be his illusion, so he heard the girl say:

"The doctor said that the medicine is for detoxification, and it is also slightly toxic. The medicine left in my mouth will soak into the meridians after staying in my mouth for more than half a cup of tea. Do you want to continue to wait like this?"

"..." The boy's eyes widened slightly, as if he felt a little unbelievable.

She is willing to take such a risk for him.

"Is it incredible?" The girl said what he was thinking, her eyes and nose were sore.

She approached suddenly again and kissed him involuntarily.

There is no disgustingly bitter soup, and even the sourness and bitterness left in the mouth can gradually taste a bit of the medicine.

"You, uh." The voice in the boy's mouth was blocked back into his throat.

Unlike the insanity when he was feeding the medicine, the boy was pressed on the pillow behind him and his eyes widened.

The teeth were easily pried open by the soft and hot object, and the lips and tongue were attached to each other, and the breath was lingering.

"Does it still smell like medicine?"

During the interval, the girl whispered in his ear and asked, like a seductive ghost in the night.

Qi Changting didn't know if there were any more, the end of the young man's eyes were dyed bright red, and his pair of dark eyes that were like abyss in the past seemed to be filled with the Milky Way, full of water.

He had never thought of such a scene, and never dared to think of such a scene.

I never even knew that such a scene can exist between men and women.

"Fool, if I don't tell you the answer you want, won't you ask?" The girl breathed warm breath into his ear, with a slight tremor in her voice, "If I still don't dare, I'm still cowardly, you……"

"I," the young man's voice was hoarse, and when he said a word, his throat seemed to be choked.

The answer he wanted, the heart that had been swayed by inferiority for a long time seemed to have a home at this moment.

"Aqiao," the long hair was disheveled, the boy closed his eyes in embarrassment, and buried his head into the girl's shoulder.

"Aqiao, then I will always wait for you where I am."

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Update time, cough, dare not say, if I say it, it won’t work orzQAQ

Well, it's almost over anyway!There is one last plot!