Sick young master is addicted to sticking to me

After a good day of exercise, at night, Yue Han wanted to take Wei Mingyang out to digest food and end the day's activities.

However, the sky was not beautiful, the sun was still shining during the day, but it started to rain at night.

"Come on, you can have a reason not to go out today." Yue Han looked at Wei Mingyang at the side, thinking that he would be as venomous as he was during the day, and reply to himself a few words.

But the young master just stared at the raindrops on the window, and didn't intend to answer his words.

"Mingyang, Mingyang?"

Yue Han called Wei Mingyang several times before Wei Mingyang came back to look at him, "What's wrong?"

"I want to ask you what's wrong? Why are you in a daze?"

"It's nothing." Wei Mingyang shook his head, "I just don't like rainy days very much."

"Ok?"

"If there's nothing else, I'll go back to sleep." After speaking, Wei Mingyang waved at Yuehan, went back to his room, and closed the door behind him.

Yue Han rubbed his chin, looking at the empty corridor, thoughtful.

However, today is the first day after his fever subsides, and he is tired, so he can sleep well on rainy days.

Without thinking about it, he went straight to his room, took a shower, and went to bed.

Not long after he fell asleep, he was awakened by a loud thunder.

He opened his eyes, looked at the lightning outside, and really felt the coming of spring, "The first thunder in spring is the beginning of a new year."

Yue Han smiled, and was about to turn over and continue to sleep, but under another flash of lightning, he met Wei Mingyang face to face.

"Ah!" Yue Han sat up suddenly, and turned on the light, "Are you really trying to scare me to death, kid? Why do you always appear in my bed all of a sudden?"

Wei Mingyang blinked his eyes twice, looked at him with a kind of admiration, didn't say anything, just opened his hands and hugged Yue Han's waist and rubbed him.

"My little master, what are you doing?"

Yue Han wanted to pull the man away, but it was useless, the man immediately stuck to him again.

This déjà vu experience...

Yue Han held Wei Mingyang's face and asked him: "Young master, what am I yours?"

Wei Mingyang narrowed his eyes and looked at him with a smile, "Hanhan is an angel."

"Are you sick again?"

Wei Mingyang didn't speak, and when another lightning came, he hugged Yuehan's waist even harder.

"My little master..." Yue Han sighed heavily, leaned back on the bed helplessly, and let this person lean on him, "You say you are sick and don't want to see it, how do you want me to punish you? "

Wei Mingyang didn't speak, just hugged him so tightly.

Yue Han pulled up the quilt for him, and patted his back lightly, "Sleep, I'm here, and you've beaten away any monsters."

"Not a monster."

"Huh? What?"

"It's not a monster." Wei Mingyang looked up into Yue Han's eyes, "It's a bad woman."

"What bad woman?"

"There is, there is a bad woman with exactly the same face as mother. Then, then...Mom, mother is gone." After finishing speaking, Wei Mingyang tightly hugged Yue Han's waist again, curled up in his arms, and his whole body trembled. trembling.

"What do you mean?"

Does it mean that Mrs. Wei suddenly turned bad, or...

Yue Han shook his head vigorously, this young master Wei Mingyang must be talking nonsense when he is sick, just listen to it, what is he trying to get into.

"Sleep, young master, don't think that there is nothing there." He looked down at Wei Mingyang, leaned up to Wei Mingyang in a mysterious way, and kissed him on the forehead, "Good night, young master."

"Good night, Hanhan." Wei Mingyang closed his eyes, tightly clutching Yuehan's clothes, "You must always stay with me, Hanhan."

Yue Han chuckled, rubbed his bald head, "Where can I go if I'm not with you?"