The male nanny is so fragrant

Lian Zhao found ibuprofen from the medicine box again, and it said it could reduce fever, so he helped Lin Che get up and gave him one.

As a result, the guy kept his mouth shut and refused to eat.

"I don't want to eat, so don't worry about me, I'll just die, since life is meaningless anyway." As he spoke, he pulled up the quilt to cover his head.

Lian Zhao grabbed the quilt to prevent him from getting in, and coaxed him: "Don't say that, I know that being sick is very uncomfortable, but I can't say that life is boring, how can it be boring, you know that I just fell into the sewer , really, you don't want to experience that feeling, it's great to be alive, it's better to be alive, well, come on, take the medicine, you forgot, I said, when you wake up, you can do whatever you want With you, you always want to do something you haven't done yet, right?" Accidentally said a lot.

"Hey, am I being too wordy? In fact, I just want you to take the medicine. I don't feel well if you burn like this. Why don't you let me take your place? Are you obedient?"

Lin Che looked at Lian Zhao and said, "You can take the medicine, but after I finish taking it, you have to lie beside me and accompany me."

Lian Zhao said: "No problem." Anyway, they often slept together before.

Lin Che asked again as if confirming: "You said, I will accompany me in everything."

"Never cheat." Anyway, let the ancestor take the medicine first.

There are already two personalities, what if a third personality is burned out after being confused?

Then he couldn't handle it.

Lin Che obediently took the medicine after hearing Lian Zhao's words, and then was poured a large glass of warm water by Lian Zhao.

"If you have a fever, drink plenty of water to promote circulation, and the fever may subside after going to the toilet twice."

Before Lian Zhao went to bed with Lin Che, he wiped the guy all over with alcohol. In the end, Lin Che dragged him to the bed, and he was forced to stop what he was doing.

Under the quilt, Lin Che hugged Lian Zhao and said pitifully, "My mouth is bitter." Such an expression coupled with the sick Buff made Lian Zhao even more guilty.

Lian Zhao said: "Then do you want to eat sugar? Can you eat sugar when you have a fever? It shouldn't matter if you eat a little?" He was asking himself, trying to search for questions about whether you can eat sugar when you have a fever, and even had the urge to go to Lin Lin immediately. Che looked for a piece of candy to eat.

"If you don't eat fruit, eating watermelon seems to replenish water when you have a fever. It's a good choice—"

Lin Che said confidently: "I don't eat sugar or fruit. I have other ways to sweeten it."

Lian Zhao looked at Lin Che curiously and said, "How sweet?" He really thought that Lin Che had some serious way.

Lin Che held Lian Zhao's face, smiled, then leaned directly over, kissed Lian Zhao's lips, and said, "This way—" After finishing speaking, she kissed Lian Zhao lightly, and rubbed his lips against him. corner of the mouth.

His eyes were watching Lian Zhao's reaction without blinking, his face was flushed and his body was hot, but he could still do such a thing in a serious manner.

Lin Che, who was about to kiss him again, blocked Lian Zhao with his hand, and said, "How can this be sweet, I'm not candy..." Thinking of the kiss last time, why does this guy like kissing so much.

Like an adolescent boy who wants to try everything.

Lin Che pulled Lian Zhao's hand away and said, "To me, you are sugar." After speaking, she touched Lian Zhao's lips again, it was soft and moist, and it seemed really sweet.

This time it is no longer superficial, but in-depth tasting.

Lin Che hugged Lian Zhao in his arms like a rare treasure. After the kiss was over, he said, "It's so sweet..." Then he leaned over and kissed his cheeks, chin, neck, and earlobe.

For a moment, Lian Zhao felt that his whole body was scorching hot too. At a loss, he picked up the ice pack that fell on the pillow next to him, covered Lin Che's forehead and said, "This one fell off." He wanted Lin Che to lie down and not move around. , otherwise the ice pack will always fall off.

Lin Che said, "I don't care..."

Lian Zhao had no choice but to support the ice pack with one hand to prevent it from slipping off, while the other hand was used to deal with Lin Che who seemed to be fascinated by her.

"Oh, itch, itch—" He wanted to push Lin Che away.

Lin Che held Lian Zhao tightly this time and said, "Didn't you promise me that you will accompany me in whatever I want to do."

Lian Zhao's words are poor.

"That's... that's not the case..." Suddenly, the image of watching European and American movies during the day suddenly appeared in my mind, and my face became hotter.

"In my eyes, including things like this, you obviously like me very much, don't you?" Lin Che showed a happy smile, and pinched Lian Zhao's cheeks with both hands, as if she couldn't put it down.

"How could I like it, don't talk nonsense."

"Why don't you admit it, you just like it." He said as if he wanted to prove it to Lian Zhao, and kissed him fiercely, this time it was rougher than before, as if he couldn't bear to hurt Lian Zhao, so he slowed down the kiss after all , revealing infinite gentleness and delicate touch.

Lian Zhao thought dizzily, it seemed that he really didn't hate it.

But why don't you just want to admit that you don't hate it?

Then he heard Lin Che say, "Is it okay?"

Just when he wanted to ask, what can it be?

I suddenly felt that something was wrong, but it seemed that it was too late to refuse now.

"No...no...don't!" Lian Zhao refused.

Then Lin Che leaned on Lian Zhao resentfully and said, "I'm already like this, is it really not possible? Please."

"You still have a fever..." He hesitated.

"But if you don't have a fever, you have even more reason to reject me. I thought now, didn't you say you were going to sweat? Then you can sweat."

"Zhao Zhao...I think...just promise me."

A few Zhaozhao words made Lian Zhao even more confused. Matched with Lin Che's begging and coquettish tone, he seemed to be a villain if he refused, but, but, can he really do this now?

Not very confident in his mouth, he refused: "You are still sick, this is really not good."

"Zhao Zhao, I feel like I'm about to disappear. If you don't agree to me now, you might never see me again. Do you really have the heart?"

"If I disappear, my only wish is to do happy things with you."

Hearing this, Lian Zhao's heart tightened, and he quickly asked, "What disappeared and why did it disappear?" Although the blackboard was very sticky, he didn't dislike the blackboard at all, and he absolutely didn't want to hear that the blackboard was going to disappear.

"I'm just saying that if, I seem to appear less and less frequently recently, I'm afraid that one day I'll never be able to see you again... so you promise me, please brother."

Oh my God, the boss still called him brother with the same tone. Lian Zhao was so soft-hearted, as if he had been poured into ecstasy soup, he was not firm at all, he seemed to nod his head in a daze, and even hummed.

What's next.

Later he...doesn't want to recall.

He obviously wanted to take care of the boss and let him reduce his fever, so why did he take care of him in bed.

He doesn't understand.

Although he had slept on this bed many times, this time it was different from the previous ones.

I don't know how long it has been, Lian Zhaozhong wanted to regret it several times, but Lin Che pulled him back with all kinds of sweet words, and coaxed him into confusion.

"Zhao Zhao, you are so sweet."

"I like you so much, I want to integrate into your world like this all the time."

"Can I kiss you again?"

He didn't check the time, so he didn't know how long it had passed. Anyway, he found that even if the blackboard had a fever, he was more energetic than the average person. After a long, long time, he finally stayed up until Lin Che finished and put the blackboard to sleep.

Lian Zhao didn't dare to sleep, he gasped in pain, and even the person next to him had already had a good time and hugged him to meet Zhou Gong, but he was still worried about waking up the next day and seeing such a messy picture on the whiteboard. What's wrong, I'm more afraid that the whiteboard will find something wrong!

Grinding his teeth, enduring the pain, he lifted Lin Che's hand off the bed, cleaned up the "crime scene", opened a window to let the air out in the cold weather, wiped the sleeping Lin Che and changed his pajamas.

Sweating from work, I ran to take a shower and change clothes, and then lay back on the bed as if nothing had happened. From time to time, I touched Lin Che's neck and forehead to see if the fever had subsided. The sweat faded faster, at least to the touch now, it was not as hot as before, but he didn't dare to leave just like that, for fear of repeating it.

Before he closed his eyes, he naively thought that maybe the blackboard thought it was a dream and didn't remember this inexplicable combination at all.

As for Baiban, let's keep it a secret for now, he doesn't know how to face this matter, let alone take the initiative to confess to Baiban, how should he explain this kind of thing.

It's all because of this blackboard, always giving him ecstasy soup. For a while, he wondered if what disappeared or not disappeared was made up by him.

Forget it, grown-ups, what's wrong with having a good time.

Anyway, if the blackboard didn't take it seriously, he had to pretend not to care, otherwise he would feel weird.

Although this matter hurts, he is not unsatisfied.

It turns out that what experts say about men having a prostate gland to be happy is true.

You just might have to get used to it.

Bah, bah, bah, what adaptation, do you want to come a few more times? !

Stop it.

Lian Zhao, don't think about it, just treat it as a dream!