Male god strategy plan

Shinobu Yushi climbed onto the bed covered in moisture. He supported the bed with his hands, and just as his legs were put on the bed, Yukimura Seiki's voice sounded: "Go to sleep next door."

Ninja Yuuji: "..."

His hand holding the quilt froze for half a second, turning a deaf ear to Yukimura Seiichi's words.

He heard nothing!He is deaf!

He lifted the quilt and hugged Yukimura Seiichi's waist in a daze, and the cold moisture instantly dropped the temperature in the quilt.

Yukimura Seiichi was suddenly hugged by him, his whole body was stiff, and the blood in his whole body was boiling.

This shameless person has the guts to hug him even if he talks so terribly.

"Let go!" He lowered his voice, held his waist tightly with restraint, closed his eyes and pretended to be dead.

"Ninzu Yuuji!" Yukimura Seichi said angrily, clasping his waist to break his fingers.

However, Shinobu Yushi clasped his fingers tightly around his waist, and he couldn't move at all.

"It's a bit uncomfortable." Shinobu Yushi wrapped his arms around his waist, his chest pressed against his back, and his chin rested on his shoulder, rubbing against him coquettishly, humming twice from time to time.

The wet hair stuck to Yukimura Seiichi's neck, sticky and unbearably sticky.

Until the drops of water dripped into his pajamas, flowed down his collarbone, passed through his chest to his waist and abdomen, and became warm with his body temperature. Pulled up from the bed: "Don't play dead for me."

Shinobu Yushi sat up in disheveled clothes, and with the posture of pulling, the clothes were torn apart to reveal more than half of Chocolate's chest, and the water on his shoulders and chest fell down and was quickly absorbed by the cotton bathrobe.

Yukimura Seichi sighed helplessly: What a bad habit, I don't blow my hair every time I take a bath.

"The quilt is all wet, get up, and blow your hair!" Seiichi Yukimura pushed, and fell on him with patience.

"I don't want to blow it." He murmured in a low voice, and his voice sounded close to Yukimura Seiichi's ears, like a decadent and lazy voice.

"I'm so dizzy, I seem to have a fever." He moved his face towards Seiichi Yukimura, forehead to forehead, bridge of nose to bridge of nose, and his slightly hot breath hit Yukimura Seiichi's face, it was a kind of torture .

His eyes slowly opened, his eyelashes trembled across Yukimura Seiichi's cheeks, and the misty eyes shone with tiny rays of light, delicate and tight.

"It's so uncomfortable... my throat is so thirsty..." Ninzu Yushi murmured, his hoarse voice was a little choked, "Jingshi... my head hurts..."

"I want to drink water..." He rubbed his cheeks again, the scorching heat made Yukimura Seiki feel a little pity, "I'll go pour it for you."

Really little ancestor.

Yukimura Seiichi half-kneeled on the bed and got up slightly. Just as his body stood upright, his hand was suddenly grabbed, and he was pulled back on the bed by Ninzu Yuji in an instant.

The warm lips fell down without any sign, the tip of the tongue lightly pried open the teeth, the dexterous tongue slid into the mouth along the way, and the soft and moist tongue was easily rolled up for sucking‖sucking.

Yukimura Seiichi grabbed his arm, trying to dodge, but he chased after him and pinned his head.

The familiar aura came overwhelmingly, and the domineering force left no room for resistance.

"I'm so thirsty, I still want to drink..." After a while, he left his lips, licked the corners of his lips with a very obedient and dissatisfied expression, "Sweet, I still want to..."

Saying that his lips were about to stick together again, Yukimura Seiichi felt that his hands were itching again, and really wanted to slap him on the head, and it would be over.

Fortunately, his sanity was still there, and he was spared, but he just covered his mouth and pushed him down: "I'll pour it for you right away, and give me peace of mind."

He got up and poured him a cup of hot water, and accidentally put a spoonful of honey.

With the stirring of the spoon, the light yellow viscous liquid melts in the hot water and mixes into honey water.

Seeing his unconscious behavior, Yukimura Seiichi's lips curled up helplessly, why would he do such a thing?

Soon, Seiichi Yukimura came back from pouring water, saw Yushi Ninzuru lying on the bed, and kicked him irritably: "Get up and drink water."

Ninjazu Yuuji remained motionless, screaming that his head hurts.

"You deserve it, if you don't like blowing your hair, don't keep it so long!" He put down the water glass helplessly, turned around and went to the bathroom to get a towel and a hairdryer.

After a serious illness, his body was much heavier than usual. Yuji Shinozu put his whole body weight on Yukimura Seiichi's chest. He couldn't take it anymore, but he endured it. He took a towel to absorb the excess water from his hair while blowing it.

The warm wind made Yushi Ninzu curl up his toes comfortably, and the last trace of reason went straight away and fell on his shoulders.

The scalding heat seemed to be stamped on Yukimura Seiichi's shoulders like a branding iron, a strong stream of fire raged through his body, his breathing quickly became cloudy, and his brain completely lost the ability to think.

Asi... Yushi Ninzu really thinks highly of his self-control!

After finally drying his hair and packing up his things, he found a thermometer and a disposable anal watch cover.

"Anal temperature or armpit?" Yukimura Seichi gave the choice to Ninzu Yushi, and Ninzu Yushi unconsciously tightened when he heard the anal temperature measurement, but he still didn't dare to open his eyes and pretended to sleep.

Seeing that he didn't answer, Yukimura Seichi put back the disposable anal cover and chose to measure the armpits.

Give him some dignity!

"Raise your hand." While speaking, his hand had already reached into Ninzu Yushi's clothes, and his fingertips ran across his chest and reached his armpit.

The mercury thermometer was a little cold, and Yushi Ninzu shivered when he clipped it in: "It's so cold."

"Hold it well, I'll change the quilt."

After a while, Yushi Ninzu was carried to the sofa, Yukimura Seiichi wrapped him in a blanket for fear that he would be cold, while he changed the wet bedding and took a new bedding from the closet.

Seeing that he didn't pay attention to this side, Shinobu Yushi quietly took out the thermometer and looked at the scale against the light.

36.5°, man, not even a low-grade fever.

The armpit temperature was already higher than the body temperature, and it was still the same after half an hour of cold water!

For the first time in my life, I complained that my physical fitness is so strong.

If Yukimura Seiichi knew that he was pretending to be sick, would he cut him off?

He glanced at a glass of honey water not far away, felt the temperature, and found that it wasn't hot, so he put the mercury end of the thermometer into the glass, and took it out quickly after two seconds.

While paying attention to the movements of Yukimura Seiichi, he aimed the thermometer at the light. Before he could see clearly, Yukimura Seiichi had already changed his pillow and turned his head.

Ninja Yuuji panicked, quickly put the thermometer back under his armpit, and moved his body pretending to be uncomfortable.

"It should be almost time, show me the thermometer." He stretched out his hand to Ninzu Yushi, who held it tightly, with sleepy eyes and haggard face, "The thermometer seems to have just dropped."

He hasn't checked the scale of the thermometer yet. If the temperature is too high, he will be in trouble.

Occasionally, he would meet a few patients who liked to pretend to be sick, led by Atobe's younger brother Saye Atobe.

Once, Saye Atobe pretended to be sick and measured a temperature of 41° with a thermometer. When Keigo Atobe found out, he got angry on the spot and forced Saye Atobe to demonstrate it in front of everyone.

The difficulty is not too high, nor is it easy.

Time and temperature are the key. If the temperature is high, the time should not be too long, otherwise it will be easy to fill up directly, and it will be 40°+. The water temperature can be low, but it should not be lower than 37°, otherwise it will not change.

This kind of trick is not mentioned in the eyes of doctors, but such an upright person as Yukimura Seiichi must not know that he can still do it.

It's his first time doing this kind of thing, and he doesn't know if it will be successful in one go. If there is a temperature above 40°, he will be in trouble.

Seeing that he was not moving, Yukimura Seiichi thought he was uncomfortable, put his hand on his forehead, reached into his clothes and took out the thermometer.

The end of the thermometer scraped across his chest, and seeing that it was about to be exposed, Yushi Ninzu hurriedly grabbed Yukimura Seiichi's hand and pressed it to his chest: "I'm fine, I just have a little fever, I've worked hard on you today, go to bed first."

Yukimura Seiichi felt inconceivable for his sudden polite attitude, he never expected him to have such awareness.

It just hurts to grab his hand.

"Don't worry, Mr. Atobe entrusted you to me, and I will definitely not leave you alone."

Ninja Yuuji: ... What you're talking about, can we still have a friendly game?

Yukimura Seiichi twisted his wrist to break away from the shackles, and pulled out the thermometer.

Ninja Yuushi shrank himself into the quilt and continued to play dead.

I just hope that Seiichi Yukimura can be merciful after seeing the thermometer and don't kill him.

Looking at the number pointed by the scale, Seiichi Yukimura raised his eyebrows slightly, and all the anger dissipated.

38.8°, good guy, why didn't he burn him to death!

"I'll get you antipyretics. If it doesn't work, you have to go to the hospital." He hurried downstairs, rummaged through boxes and cabinets to find medicines, and came back quickly with the antipyretics.

Pushing against Ninzu Yushi's crumbling body, he helped him up halfway: "Wake up, take the antipyretics before going back to sleep."

"If you eat too much, your brain will be damaged. Don't eat it." Ninzu Yushi, like a child avoiding taking medicine, rubbed against his shoulder, frowning and resisting.

"38.8°, almost high fever, if you don't take medicine, you will burn out your brain." Yukimura Seichi has never seen a doctor who resists taking medicine, and people who prescribe a lot of medicine to others every day will be afraid take medicine.

"Eat before going to sleep, good boy, open your mouth."

"Bitter, I don't want to eat."

"Bitter has to be eaten."

"Then I want to drink sugar water, just like that."

"..."

This is so awesome, it's just an act!

Yukimura Seiichi squeezed the pill in his hand and wished he could grind it into powder directly.

"I'll drink sugar water for you later, eat quickly."

"Then don't lie to me."

"Do not lie to you."

Yukimura Seiichi felt that he had turned into an old father now, and inexplicably experienced the exhaustion of being a father in him.

He brought the medicine to his mouth, and Ninzu Yushi opened his mouth in a daze and ate it.

When Seiichi Yukimura turned around to get water from the bedside table, he spit out the pills and threw them into the trash can.

Yukimura Seichi heard something, turned around holding the water glass, and wanted to take a few more glances, but Ninzu Yuuji put on a heart-wrenching expression and began to call out: "It's so hard..."

Yukimura Seichi fed him a sip of sugar water with honey: "Is it still bitter?"

Shinozu Yushi rubbed his hair against his chest and continued acting coquettishly: "It's not sweet, I want it like that just now."

Yukimura Seiichi twitched the corners of his lips, resisting the urge to splash the glass of water directly on his face.

Calm down, the bed just changed can't be dirty anymore.

He looked at him with a smile: "I think you are quite awake, why don't you go to sleep next door?"

Shinobu Yushi died instantly, and retracted into the quilt: "Then I won't drink, I don't feel well and don't want to move."

That night, Ninja Yuuji slept very unsteadily, the feeling of pretending to be sick was worse than the real one, Yukimura Seiichi stood by his bed every step of the way, how could he sleep with a conscience.

Yukimura Seichi began to measure his body temperature every hour, and he had to find ways to send people away every time.

It was getting bright, Yukimura Seiichi yawned, looked at the scale in front of the light, and suddenly woke up, the temperature rose instead of falling, and it was already 39.6°.

"It doesn't make sense, you can't do this, you still have to go to the hospital." He put away the thermometer, reached out and patted his face, "Can you persist? I'll take you to the hospital. Antipyretics don't work. Go to the hospital." Try an injection at the hospital."

Shinobu Yushi turned his head away and tried his best not to divert his attention: "I'm so sleepy, can you sleep with me for a while..."

Before he could finish his sentence, he felt that his body had been lifted from the bed lightly.

He subconsciously tightened the clothes on Yukimura Seiichi's chest, fully conscious.

Fuck... what is this for?

Do you really want to go to the hospital?

It doesn't matter every minute!

"Don't go, trouble, the fever will subside after a night's sleep."

"It's 39.6°, if you continue, you will burn to death!" Seiichi Yukimura ignored his objection and carried him directly to the garage.

Along the way, Yukimura Seiichi frowned, and Ninzu Yuuji's heart was pounding.

It's exciting!

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The author has something to say:

The latest review is very, very wrong

It seems that the thermometer is regarded as something like that~

哎呀呀～你们好坏～感谢在2021-03-2913:18:15~2021-03-3022:52:55期间为我投出霸王票或灌溉营养液的小天使哦~

Thanks to the little angel who threw the grenade: Xi Kai 1;

Thank you very much for your support, I will continue to work hard!