The suitability of the fishing system and the uncle attack

Shen Qingchi didn't dare to look at the staff's expressions at all, and buried his head tightly, for fear that others would see his face.

Really, he just wanted to tease Shen Fang, but in the end he really went smoothly, so don't be too obvious about wanting to get revenge on him.

Shen Fang didn't put him down until he left the cinema and went down the steps in front of the door, and moved his right hand, which was sore from long-term exertion.

It was already two o'clock in the morning, the traffic on the road became scarce, and there were not many pedestrians in sight. The city, which had been noisy for a day, finally quieted down in the middle of the night, but the lights on both sides of the road were still brightly lit, and the strings of street lights continued to extend, like the Milky Way Fall into the mortal world.

The two walked along the side of the road to the parking lot. Shen Qingchi held the popcorn bucket and stuffed a popcorn into his mouth from time to time.

"Aren't you afraid now?" Shen Fang walked side by side with him, "Just now I was too scared to stand up, but now I can walk on the street at night as if nothing happened."

"...Because my uncle hugged me, so I'm not afraid," Shen Qingchi said nonsense seriously, "Anyway, uncle will protect me, right?"

Shen Fang laughed.

He could almost see the four big characters on Shen Qingchi's body - confident and fearless.

The two walked into the darkness between the street lamps, Shen Fang's tone was still lazy: "Then if I don't protect you, you won't live?"

"If you don't protect me, then...then I will protect myself." Shen Qingchi said.

This is still like human speech.

When he came to the parking lot, Shen Fang took out the car key and opened the door, and a light flickered between his fingers.

Shen Qingchi looked at his hands.

It was the button he used as a hanging ornament. The transparent gem on the button reflected the light of the street lamp.

"Get in the car," Shen Fang opened the door, "Go home early and sleep, I'm sleepy."

Shen Qingchi went to the back row, thinking that his uncle's routine was too healthy, and he was still sleepy after watching a thriller, so he wasn't frightened at all.

Although he himself was not frightened, he still had a sense of tension and excitement, and he was not in good spirits right now.

Shen Qingchi finished eating the remaining popcorn in the car, and after returning home, the two of them took up a bathroom to take a shower, Shen Fang came out of the shower, dried his hair completely, and lay down on the bed to rest.

As a result, as soon as he lay down, the bedroom door was pushed open a crack from the outside, and a pair of familiar cat ear slippers stopped at the door.

Shen Fang frowned.

Shen Qingchi cautiously probed into the room, blinked at him, and said pitifully: "Uncle..."

Shen Fang was silent.

He inexplicably felt that this scene was very similar to a kitten trying to sneak into the owner's room in the middle of the night, but didn't dare to come in, squatting at the door furtively, trying to soften the owner's heart by being cute.

Seeing that he didn't answer, Shen Qingchi said again: "I can't sleep alone."

Shen Fang looked at him strangely.

He guessed it was the reason.

"Didn't you say you're not afraid anymore?" he asked.

"I said I wasn't afraid when my uncle hugged me, but now my uncle doesn't hug me."

Shen Fang was really shocked by his plausible words, and he couldn't laugh or cry for a while: "You just want to sleep in the same bed with me, and you have to find some excuses."

Shen Qingchi didn't retort: ​​"Then you just say you agree or disagree."

Shen Fang sighed.

Who can resist a poor and cute kitten.

"It's okay to sleep, don't make trouble for me," he tried to make three chapters with Shen Qingchi, "Take care of your sleeping appearance, don't sleep on me when you fall asleep—come in."

Shen Qingchi wondered if his sleeping appearance could be controlled by himself, and he doubted whether his sleeping appearance was really that bad, maybe it wasn't an excuse made up by someone to hug him.

He slipped into the house and lay down beside Shen Fang.

Shen Fang turned off the headlights directly.

The room was suddenly quiet, but after a while, rustling sounds came from around him, Shen Qingchi leaned closer to him, and hugged his arm: "It's too dark."

Shen Fang: "."

So the three chapters of the contract are useless at all, right?

"If you think it's dark, you can turn on the light to sleep." He said.

"I can't sleep with the light on." Shen Qingchi was confident.

Shen Fang couldn't help but clicked his tongue, turned over towards Shen Qingchi, and hugged him directly: "Is this okay?"

Shen Qingchi was forced to bury his face in his arms: "Too...too close..."

"Not close, you just sleep like this."

Shen Qingchi struggled hard: "But, it's very hot."

Shen Fang turned on the air conditioner.

This time Shen Qingchi had nothing to say, so he had no choice but to maintain this posture, brewing for sleep.

After going out for a while and coming back, his energy was almost exhausted. Although it was not comfortable to lie down like this, the sleepiness overcame the urge to struggle. He quickly lost consciousness and fell asleep quickly.

On the contrary, Shen Fang, who said he was sleepy, was still awake.

Shen Qingchi didn't take a shower in his room today, and used another shampoo, which smelled different from yesterday's, but still very fragrant.

Shen Fang couldn't help rubbing against his hair, and found that his breathing soon calmed down, obviously falling asleep.

Sleep really fast.

You insisted on entering his room to disturb his sleep, but you slept so soundly?

Shen Fang was a little angry, wondering if he was too human, this little bastard seduced him again and again, but he still kept his reason and gave in blindly, why?

He's going to be a little less human tonight!

As if venting his anger, he retreated a little, distanced himself from the other party, and lowered his head to admire the sleeping face that was close at hand. Through the moonlight, he saw the boy's slender eyelashes drooping and his thin eyelids closed , to hide the agility and cunning hidden beneath it.

He suddenly recalled that it was because of these eyes that he believed in him at first.

Those eyes are too clean, like a shallow stream, so clear that one can see everything at a glance, so pure that there is no trace of impurities, it is unimaginable that such eyes can be deceiving.

Shen Fang couldn't help but move closer to him and kissed the eyes that deceived him.

He felt a slight trembling under his eyelids, as if he wanted to wake up because of his touch, but he couldn't open his eyes in the end, lost in deep sleep.

With his fingertips resting on the other's wrist, he felt the steady pulse - Shen Qingchi was not awake.

not enough.

He began to become daring, feeling that no matter how the kitten played him normally, when he fell asleep, he was still at his mercy.

Be less human.

His lips moved down along the bridge of the other's nose, very lightly and carefully, as if afraid of waking up a sleeping animal, he moved down little by little until it touched his lips.

It turned out that his lips were this kind of touch?

He is obviously a little liar, but he also has such soft and warm lips. It tastes so easy to fall into his trap, as if he couldn't help but want to fall into his trap. He fell deeply into this softness and couldn't extricate himself.

He has no expectations of himself.

Anyway, it is impossible to escape from this trap, it is better to simply sink a little deeper.

It's a pity that Shen Qingchi really fell asleep that night, completely unaware that he was stolen, otherwise, he would make a big fuss about it.

After watching the movie, he originally wanted to pester Shen Fang to fulfill his promise to take him to the amusement park, but the weather was not good. It rained for the next few days, and all outdoor activities in the amusement park were stopped. He was not interested, so he had to put the plan on hold for the time being.

And because of the rain, Shen Fang's mental state was not very good. Shen Qingchi obviously felt that he was talking less than usual, and the plaster was put on his arm again. When sleeping with him at night, he could smell the plaster very clearly. .

Although it is not particularly unpleasant, it definitely does not belong to the category of "fragrance", and it is even refreshing.

On the third day of continuous rain, Shen Qingchi couldn't hold back and said, "Why don't you go to the hospital?"

Shen Fang raised his eyes, looking a little tired, and speaking more slowly than usual: "I prescribed the plaster from the hospital."

"...Then it can't just be in pain like this all the time, right?" Shen Qingchi sat beside him and asked very worriedly, "Has it been like this all these years? Does it hurt when it rains?"

"It depends on luck," Shen Fang said, "If it only rains for 10 minutes and then stops, it is possible to escape. In the current weather, it is basically useless."

While talking, he paid attention to the other party's reaction, and found that Shen Qingchi seemed to be really worried about him.

"Then..." Shen Qingchi frowned slightly, as if racking his brains for this, "Have you never tried any other treatment methods? Such as hot compress, acupuncture and so on."

"I've tried it, and the effect is a little bit, but it's too troublesome. It's not as simple and effective as sticking plasters."

Shen Qingchi was speechless.

"You care about me so much, I will think too much." Shen Fang raised his brows lightly, as if he felt better because of this, and the corners of his lips were curved again.

"Uncle, I'm not joking with you," Shen Qingchi said with a straight face, trying to make himself look serious, but this face is too obedient, even if he tries hard, it is difficult to achieve the desired effect, "I'm serious I don't want to see you suffer."

Shen Fang looked into his eyes, his mood became more cheerful, and his tone was lazy and sloppy: "I'm not joking either."

Shen Qingchi wanted to be angry.

"Well, since you care so much," Shen Fang opened the drawer under the coffee table and found a bottle of safflower oil from it, "Then give me a massage."

Shen Qingchi took the safflower oil - he had already given Chen Qiyu the bottle that Shen released to him last time, this bottle might have been bought together with the last one.

He was skeptical: "Does it really work?"

"At least there is psychological comfort."

This answer made Shen Qingchi want to stare at him, but when he looked at him again, he found that he could still laugh, so he couldn't help being even more angry, and immediately pulled his arm and tore off the plasters he had put on.

He carefully wiped off the plaster marks with a wet towel, poured a little safflower oil into the palm of his hand, and gently spread it on the opponent's skin.

This taste...

Worse than a plaster.

Shen Qingchi endured the smell of safflower oil, and slowly massaged forward along the direction of the scar. He didn't know whether it would be useful or not, but at least it was better than doing nothing.

His serious look caught Shen Fang's eyes, and Shen Fang raised his other hand to cover his nose, looking like he didn't want to smell the safflower oil, but in fact he used this to hide the smile on his lips.

Suddenly the pain that had plagued him for years was not so unbearable.

He even felt that he could bear it for a few more days, as long as the little bastard cared about him.

The arms were very hot from being pressed and rubbed, and the heat seemed to flow through the blood vessels to the bottom of his heart. He saw Shen Qingchi's white palms were flushed due to the constant rubbing, and he saw his lips pressed tightly because of the force.

He recalled the taste he secretly tasted that night, and couldn't help rolling his Adam's apple.

He seems to have begun to understand the meaning of the word "eating marrow and knowing taste".