The villain is far from my CP!

The decoction in the bowl was steaming, and the liquid level lowered little by little.

One mouthful, one mouthful, another mouthful.

The medicine bowl bottomed out, and the boy's chain bones were covered with a layer of flush.

I don't know if it's because this bowl of medicine is more bitter than the previous one, or because I stayed awake during the whole process, even though my attention has been mostly attracted by the girl's lingering kiss, there is still uncontrollable sour water in my mouth.

The boy endured and endured, and in the end he still had the cheek to put his head on the girl's neck, without making a sound, just rubbing it lightly.

Baiqiao's head was still in a daze, but his hands seemed to have been prepared, he wrapped his arms around the boy's shoulders and stroked his hair.

The boy's black hair was loose, smooth as satin, and with a soft body temperature, it was more than a star and a half better than the hair of her migrant worker.

Bai Qiao couldn't help running his fingers through it, almost sighing in comfort, and it took him a long time to realize the actions of the two of them, very much like a large dog and its shit-shoveling officer.

Such thoughts popped up suddenly, and she felt inexplicably familiar.

Once upon a time, in the dream, the snow-white Samoyed with smooth and soft fur seemed to lean close to her like this, begging to be stroked, and sometimes even brought his big head close to her, exhaling scorching breath on her neck, arousing fine tremors.

Like, right now...

The girl blushed, her heart skipped a beat, she tilted her head a little guilty, and looked at the boy's expression quietly.

But he saw a thin layer of cold sweat on his forehead, and a blue vein pulsating happily.

A little bit hard.

The young man thought sadly, the sourness and bitterness of the medicine juice rolled in his body, making him gasp and want to shrink his body, and he pressed his stomach that refused to live peacefully, making an inexplicable swallowing sound.

My legs are uncomfortable, my stomach is also uncomfortable, and I feel like vomiting.

An emotion called grievance filled his heart for a long time. The young man couldn't help wanting that person to coax him, but he felt that he was too greedy and full of greed, and he didn't know how to speak.

The ends of the young man's eyes were stained with a faint crimson color, and he closed his eyes fiercely, trying to calm down his dantian and concentrate on fighting the medicine.

However, in the next moment, he suddenly felt his body go cold, and the tumbling place was suddenly covered with something soft and warm.

When he sat up, the quilt fell to his chest.

But right now, without the brocade quilt, the girl's soft palm gently caressed his stomach through a thin layer of bandage.

"!" The boy's body froze suddenly, his face flushed as if ketchup had been smeared on his face, and he even stopped breathing.

She, she!

Although there is still a layer of gauze, but, but...

The young man was born and bred in the ancient times, and he was bored in his own world since he was a child and devoted himself to revenge. He was really pure and kind.

Even if you have already done such a shameful thing as kissing with your sweetheart, touching your body like this is...

but it is……

The hand probably sensed his reaction, paused for a moment, and then began to circle slowly and softly.

The warm palm gently pressed the restless bitterness, as if it wanted to smooth out the stormy waves inside one by one.

Qi Changting felt that his ears were burning more intensely, and in a trance, he vaguely thought of the red mole on his left ear, which was probably so burned that he couldn't see it.

But the body sighs contentedly, because,

Really, so comfortable.

The girl's palm was warm and soft, and he even wanted to throw away the gauze in the middle in shame, so that her hand could directly caress his body.

Such thoughts made the boy's neck start to turn red, and he wanted to bury his head in something, but found only the girl's neck.

He didn't dare to move, his ears were filled with the sound of his heart beating like a drum, and he didn't dare to open his eyes at all.

And at this moment, the hand suddenly stopped, and then——

Gently patted.

The boy's body was muscular and his waist was thin. He bulged slightly under tension, and his shallow grooves were shrunk under his palms. He trembled in shock from the slap.

The room was eerily quiet.

"Breathe." The girl's voice echoed in her ears accompanied by her shallow breathing.

Qi Changting: "..."

The clear voice with a subtle but real smile made the young man's heart beat even more flustered.

Qi Changting felt that he had been burned to ashes, wishing he could be thrown into Lake Lausanne on the spot.

But if he could open his eyes and turn his head, he would find that the girl's condition was not much better.

The ear tips that were originally only a little red have completely burned up, her eyes are wandering, but she dare not turn her head to look at the couch, her face is pink, and the tip of her small nose is sweaty.

She got into the thin brocade quilt with her right hand, but her left hand tightly clutched the clothes on her knees.

The thin fabric was creased and soaked with sweat, so pitiful.

She massaged his stomach with the palm of her hand, and even through a layer of bandages, she could easily feel the boy's sharp muscles.

Very thin, but very tough, wrapped around the thin waist, revealing shallow gullies.

Help, this feel is so good!

The young man was obviously extremely nervous, and even his breathing was extremely stiff, like a rusty accordion, it took twelve minutes of strength to move stiffly.

But when the young man was nervous, Bai Qiao gradually relaxed a little bit, and even began to have some dangerous thoughts slowly bubbling up.

As a modern person, just confessed love to an innocent boy, this is considered a confirmed relationship, right?

The man in front of her is now her boyfriend.

Surprisingly, this thought did not leave a gap in her heart, which is a severe marriage fear patient, but instead aroused bursts of excitement.

The nerve endings in the palms are not as developed as the fingertips, and Baiqiao didn't even notice that when she rubbed her paws, it became "touching and touching".

The range of the girl's rubbing and kneading became wider and wider, and her fingertips began to become restless.

She became lustful, but she also remembered not to hurt the young man's wound, so she applied light and light force, like holding a quill pen, from time to time across the edge between the muscles, even,

Sensitive loins.

Where she couldn't see, the boy's black eyes were covered with a thin mist, his face was flushed, and his thin lips were tightly pursed.

There is no warning, no regular stimulus that may fall anywhere at any time.

The boy never knew that he was ticklish before, until he met the girl he put on his heart, until he was touched by her and his whole body went limp.

He stubbornly resisted the urge to dodge accidentally, and he almost uttered a shameful voice.

His chin rested on the girl's neck, his breathing changed from being stiff at the beginning to an uncontrollable panting, and the hot air sprayed randomly on the side of the girl's neck, bringing up a faint tide.

He felt himself getting weird.

He clearly felt the pain, but he couldn't help but want to get closer, want more, and want to put his whole body into her hands.

Qi Changting thought so shamefully, thankfully the girl in front of him didn't know about his dirty thoughts.

The boy's upper body was tortured by Tattuso until there was almost no good skin and flesh. The bandages were tightly wrapped, but there were still some gaps.

At a certain moment, as if the thin layer of window paper had been pierced, the indescribable itching suddenly magnified and spread to all limbs unexpectedly.

"Hmm!" The young man let out a muffled moan out of his throat, and his body trembled like a bullet.

The room was already so quiet that a needle could be heard, and the muffled hum rang in the ears, every detail seemed to be magnified ten times, and there was a hint of hoarseness in the softness, which made people blush and heartbeat.

The two people on the couch froze at the same time.

The young man clenched the corner of the quilt with his fingers, sat stiff for a long while, and closed his eyes hopelessly.

And Baiqiao...

Bai Qiao suddenly woke up: "...!"

Help, she, she, what is she doing!

The girl's restless paws stopped awkwardly, neither advancing nor retreating.

Finally, because he was too nervous, his index finger twitched involuntarily.

It's so hard to die, it just happened to scratch the few skins that were exposed outside the bandages again.

Qi Changting: "...!"

He felt that Baiqiao wanted him dead.

An exclamation was bitten on the tip of his tongue, and he almost didn't blurt it out.

It's just that he didn't know that the sudden disordered breathing still exposed everything.

The messy hot air sprayed on the equally sensitive side of the neck, and the girl who was leaning on the neck of his neck realized it and almost bit her tongue.

Help, help, help!

Baiqiao's mind went blank for a moment, his first thought was to say "I'm sorry", but he was passed in the next second.

Just kidding, she was solo for 20 years in her previous life, and she was a pretty little white flower who had never had any male sex. How could she intentionally set her hands on a young boy from a good family?

Baiqiao decided to restore his precarious reputation first.

But, so, why did her claws touch the boy?

It took Baiqiao two full breaths to remember the original intention of this matter, and then he had an idea:

"You, do you still want to throw up?"

Qi Changting: "..."

No, he doesn't want to throw up.

Not only did he not want to vomit, he wanted to die.

Therefore, the girl just wanted to divert his attention with good intentions, so that he could survive this nauseating time.

But he was extremely dirty, extremely sloppy, and his mind was full of dirty things.

The boy calmly took a deep breath, and finally suppressed the strange impulse in his body.

Then he pulled his head out of the girl's neck, but he didn't dare to look up at all.

"Already, it's all right," his voice was stagnant, and he continued impatiently: "Mr. has been tired all day, go and take a rest."

Right now, this is probably a good thing for both of them.

But after the words fell, the person in front of him remained silent for a while.

The temperature between the two seemed to be rising slowly again, Qi Changting was sweating on his forehead, and finally couldn't help raising his eyes to take a peek.

Then something soft pecked her lips again.

"Your Highness, did you call the wrong person?" Seeing Qi Changting's lovely appearance, Bai Qiao couldn't help but want to tease him.

The girl's soft and delicate voice sounded, and the boy's ears turned red again.

Did you call the wrong person?Her current appearance doesn't look like a gentleman.

The young man lowered his eyes again, but the corners of his lips couldn't help but raise a slightly imperceptible arc.

"Aqiao."

A name is really a magical thing. When it comes from the heart and is pronounced in the mouth, it seems to have magical powers, making people's feet float.

Bai Qiao Dingding looked at the young man in front of him for another breath, finally straightened up, then raised his hand, and gently stroked the top of the young man's hair.

"Go to sleep," she said.

After Bai Qiao finished speaking, he insisted on watching the young man lay down again and tucked him in the blanket before turning and leaving.

With a click, the door closed.

Qi Changting opened his eyes, staring blankly at the door, a trace of imperceptible loneliness flashed in his eyes.

If there is a sentence "I'll be with you" after the sentence "Go to sleep", it would be great.

The boy raised his left hand, covered his eyes, and cursed himself for being selfish.

Fortunately, there seemed to be a lingering scent of a girl around him, and he slowly dozed off with this faint breath.

For the past half month, the Turkic people treated him like a hawk, and as soon as he closed his eyes, he felt drowsy.

Although the nightmare was highly toxic, it was only an acute poison. In addition, the doctor's second drug was aimed at the nightmare. The boy finally did not return to the eight years ago that made him despair.

It's just that it was still raining lightly in the dream, Jiangdu City in the rain, and the long gray tile bridge was indistinct.

On the city wall, the girl is riding a snow-white steed, standing side by side with him and Wu Zai, overlooking the city they met for the first time.

Before they knew it, their horses were getting closer and closer, and the girl suddenly took his left hand, trying to push up the sleeve of his left arm.

His heart skipped a beat, and he immediately wanted to cover it with his hands, but he didn't have time.

Under the sleeve, a finger-long scar was exposed. Because the toxin was not cleared, although it healed, it was abnormally pink.

"Aqiao." He wanted to speak, and wanted to say that it would be okay, but it was probably because in the dream, his throat was completely out of control, and he couldn't say a word.

But the girl in front of her had reddened eyes, said nothing, but leaned down very preciously, and put a light kiss on that ugly wound.

This kiss is completely different from the one when he was emotional just now, but it also carries the warmth and itch that goes deep into the bone marrow.

In a trance, the young man opened a gap in his sore eyelids.

Then froze.

The girl who was supposed to exist only in the dream actually appeared beside the couch, and carefully took off his left arm which he had forgotten to put away, covering his eyes.

Before putting it back under the quilt, she kissed lightly on the wound.

The only difference from the dream is that,

What fell on the arm was not only the girl's kiss, but also a drop of hot crystal water.

"Sorry, I should have been braver sooner."

He heard the girl's crying voice, and he couldn't help but think back to that scene on New Year's Eve, when Qi Jingmin's arrow flew in behind him, and the one who didn't care about anything, pushed him away.

Bai Qiao tucked in the quilt for Qi Changting and was about to stand up.

She hasn't figured out how to formally apologize to the boy for this matter, but after thinking about it, she still can't help but want to see his wound first.

Unexpectedly, when she was half-standing and half-squatting the most exhausted, a huge force ran along the sleeves and pulled her whole body towards the bed.

The girl was startled, but she didn't dare to make a sound, for fear of waking up the sleeping people.

In the next second, his back bumped into a firm and warm embrace.

Outside the window, the sun is gradually sinking to the west, and the dim sunlight penetrates through the window lattice, and the whole room is like a layer of warm yellow fallen leaves.

Bai Qiao was stunned, and subconsciously stroked the young man's thin and strong forearm with his fingers.

In exchange, the young man hugged her even tighter. If he was really a huge Samoyed, he would turn out the most defenseless belly for her to lean on, wishing he could bury her whole body in his soft fur.

The boy's warm and long breath sprayed on the top of his hair, like sunlight outside the window.

The corners of the girl's lips curled slightly, and she gently closed her eyes.

Crystal clear teardrops flowed down and disappeared on the pillow with the afterglow of the setting sun.

The last tear fell.

she thought quietly.

Fortunately, they hugged each other without hesitation.

Everything is just right.