If you are asked to prevent the villain from destroying the world, what kind of love are you talking

"I want a kiss."

"A kiss will bring down the fever."

At the beginning of Song Dynasty, most of his body was leaning on Lin Xu.

If it weren't for Lin Xu's legs being inconvenient, he might have had to ride on him.

Lin Xu held Song Chuyi's waist and pushed him back to the sofa.

"Stay well."

"I'll get the medicine."

His tone was rarely strong, and the aura of a superior person engraved deep in his soul was faintly revealed.

Before Song Chuyi could get involved again, Lin Xu had already gone to get a thermometer and antipyretics.

Song Chuyi looked at Lin Xu's back, folded his hands around his knees, and tilted his head slightly.

A mist of water appeared on the surface of the beautiful pupils.

When Lin Xu came back with the antipyretic medicine, he saw a tear in the corner of Song Chu's eye, and his eyes were red, as if he had cried.

His heart trembled and he moved over quickly.

"feeling bad?"

"I'll take you to the hospital."

Song Chuyi shook his head and reached out to grab Lin Xu's sleeve.

"Do you hate me?"

Lin Xu was stunned, "Why do you ask that?"

"Because..." Song Chuyi slowly tilted his head, his fever slowing down his thinking.

"Because?" Lin Xu's voice became gentler while taking his temperature.

Looking at the [38.5] displayed on the electronic thermometer, he frowned even more.

The eyebrows almost become the character Sichuan.

"I don't know." Song Chuyi's answer rang in his ears, "I always feel like I have done something very bad to you."

"So you should hate me."

Obviously, the confused Song Chuyi thought the original person in the background of the story was himself.

When Lin Xu heard this, he remembered all the things in his previous life.

Song Chuyi in his previous life was indeed very annoying.

He should have hated him so much.

Yes, it should be.

But now when he saw Song Chuyi with red eyes, he didn't feel any hatred at all.

In fact, his most correct approach was to leave Song Chuyi behind and let him fend for himself.

Because Song Chuyi did this in his previous life, watching him get electrocuted without asking anything, and even looked at him arrogantly and laughed ferociously.

Look at him completely lifeless.

He should have done so.

But he can't.

Lin Xu's expression darkened, and he picked up the water glass next to him and handed it to Song Chuyi's mouth.

"Drink the medicine."

Song Chuyi shook his head gently, "I won't drink."

"You hate me, don't you?"

"Do you want me to disappear from this world?"

As he spoke, his eyes became redder and his voice became more nasal.

"I know I was wrong."

"I won't hurt you, really."

"I just..." Song Chuyi shook his head.

He didn't know why he wanted to hurt Lin Xu. That was not something he should be able to do.

But the memory in his mind told him that he seemed to have really hurt Lin Xu.

He didn't know what to do.

After a while, he said in a low voice: "I don't know either."

Lin Xu pinched Song Chuyi's chin, "Song Chuyi, do you think that if you pretend to be pitiful and cry twice, I will soften my heart?"

Song Chuyi looked at him blankly.

Those extremely beautiful pupils reflected his gloomy face.

The mist in his eyes submerged his face, as if it was about to be wiped away from his eyes.

Lin Xu felt inexplicably panicked.

"Drink the medicine first."

He gritted his teeth, not knowing whether it was to Song Chuyi or to himself who failed to live up to expectations.

Song Chuyi didn't speak, but his tightly closed lips already told Lin Xu the answer.

Lin Xu sneered and put the water glass aside.

"Song Chuyi, do you think I can't do anything to you?"

Song Chuyi shrank, lowered his head, but still did not speak.

He curled himself up, the shirt on his body was in a mess, even the buttons were wrong.

The delicate collarbone was exposed without any accident, and two red marks were faintly visible.

Those were the marks left by Song Chuyi scratching himself.

He obviously didn't say anything, but Lin Xu's heart tightened suddenly, as if being grasped by a pair of invisible big hands.

It hurts every time.

"you……"

His chest rose and fell greatly.

"How do you want to take medicine?"

He finally relented.

No, maybe he compromised.

In front of the sick Song Chuyi, he compromised.

Song Chuyi slowly raised his head with a soft voice.

"You feed me."

Lin Xu was about to agree when he heard him say again: "Use your mouth."

Lin Xu's hand holding the water paused.

"Who did you learn it from?"

Who taught the vicious Song Chuyi to act coquettishly when drinking medicine and feed it through his mouth?

Song Chuyi thought about it seriously, "In a TV series."

"When you are sick, you need to take medicine by mouth."

Lin Xu's mouth twitched, "Watch less TV series."

"Oh." Song Chuyi responded, looking at Lin Xu with a bit of expectation on his face, "Would you like to feed me?"

Lin Xu said nothing and only answered Song Chuyi with practical actions.

He took the antipyretic medicine into his mouth, took another sip of water, and covered it with his lips.

Water droplets dripped and landed on the back of Song Chuyi's hand.

His fingertips trembled slightly and he swallowed the antipyretic medicine obediently.

"Are you satisfied?"

Lin Xu let go of him, his voice was hoarse.

Song Chu's ears turned red and he nodded slightly.

Lin Xu breathed a sigh of relief and covered Song Chuyi's legs with the blanket on his legs.

"Don't get cold."

Song Chuyi was wrapped in a blanket and stared at Lin Xu's legs.

Lin Xu was wearing loose pajamas, which made her legs look empty.

He knew what those limp calves felt like.

Song Chuyi stared at it for a few seconds, then suddenly stretched out his hand to hold Lin Xu's calf and squeezed it.

Lin Xu saw his actions and subconsciously held his hand.

"do not move."

Song Chuyi blinked, his tone innocent and calm.

"I want a squeeze."

"No." Lin Xu whispered.

Song Chuyi looked at Lin Xu pitifully.

"Is it really not possible?"

He stretched out his foot and stepped on Lin Xu's thigh.

Then he lifted up his pajamas, revealing his slender white calves.

"You can pinch me as you like."

Lin Xu was dazzled by the flash of white. He forced himself not to look at the foot stepping on his thigh and took a deep breath.

"Even if you pinch me, I won't feel anything."

"But I do." Song Chu said in a low voice, "I will be very happy."

Lin Xu was startled, as if he didn't expect Song Chuyi to say the word "happy".

"Why are you happy?" he asked.

Song Chuyi replied without hesitation: "Because this means you don't hate me anymore."

The little foot didn't know when it moved to the middle and stepped on it.

"I can give you a massage. I'm very good at massaging."

He has an inexplicable confidence in this.

Lin Xu wanted to refuse, but at this time all his attention was attracted by another place.

His Adam's apple slid with restraint, and there was a thin layer of sweat on his forehead.

He wanted to stop Song Chuyi, but he was afraid that the sound he made would not match his pride, so he could only watch as Song Chuyi massaged his calf.

However, Song Chuyi was not restless at all, and even continued to step on him with his feet.

It was simply... torture.