You and I will come to Japan for a long time

Just one moment, Wen Qian was so painful that cold sweat broke out on his forehead.

How could Liu Xing want him to enjoy himself? !It is to break him!

What he originally thought was that even if Liu Xing's skills were not good, he could always get through it with patience.He really couldn't bear to hit Liu Xing's self-confidence again.

What's more, Liu Xing is drunk now, if he doesn't cooperate, I don't know what will happen to him.

But after Liu Xing said this, Wen Qian only felt that he was definitely going to die.

He quickly pressed Liu Xing's head: "You...you wait."

Liu Xing raised his head in a daze, he didn't spit out half of what was in his mouth, his clear eyes were full of doubts: "Huh?" He issued a single chapter vaguely.

Wen Qian wiped the cold sweat off his forehead: "Let's rest for a while, shall we?"

Liu Xing shook his head, and said "uuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu"

Wen Qian pushed Liu Xing away, but Liu Xing refused to let go.He was afraid that Liu Xing would bite directly if he forced it, so he softened his tone: "Let's use another method, this posture makes me feel particularly guilty."

Liu Xing was finally moved by him and spit out the things.Kneeling on the ground, she raised her head and asked him, "Then what method do you want to use, Uncle Wen?"

Wen Qian checked his things with his hands, and found that there were no other injuries except for two places that were bitten red, so he was relieved.

Wen Qian bypassed Liu Xing and walked into the living room: "I don't want to use any methods, you go back to my room and sleep peacefully."

Liu Xing pounced on a vicious tiger and pushed Wen Qian to the ground.

Fortunately, there was a thick carpet on the floor, so Wen Qian didn't hurt from falling.

Liu Xing climbed up Wen Qian's body like a snake, pressed him underneath, and kissed him with his lips pouted: "Old man, do you want to keep your word?"

"Old... old stuff!"

Liu Xingcai didn't care what his name was, but directly attacked Wen Qian, and quickly stripped him of his clothes.

If I don't satisfy Liu Xing today, I'm afraid I won't be able to take a good rest.Wen Qian resigned to his fate, what else can he do to deal with this brat besides satisfying him?

When Liu Xing was pressed by the temperature, he burped contentedly.

The next morning, Liu Xing woke up early, and wanted to get up to make breakfast for Wen Qian, which was his reward.

But when he moved, pain came from his chrysanthemum.He quickly lay back on the bed, rested for a while, felt less uncomfortable, and wanted to sit up again.

He sat on the edge of the bed, trying to lift his legs out of bed, but he was limp and light-headed and dizzy.

He shook his head and was about to stand up after gathering his composure.

The wrist was suddenly held.

He looked back at Wen Qian: "You're awake."

Wen Qian frowned: "Why is your temperature so high?" He sat up and tested the temperature on Liu Xing's forehead.

Liu Xing touched it himself. He was so dizzy that he couldn't figure out why. He shook his head and said, "No, it's not hot. I'm going to make breakfast."

"Don't be stubborn." Wen Qian pushed Liu Xing back on the bed, "You lie down first, I'll get a thermometer to take your temperature."

Wen Qian was almost frightened by this temperature measurement, it was almost 39 degrees.Wen Qian took two pieces of clothes from the closet and put them on for Liu Xing, preparing to send him to the hospital.

Liu Xing refused to cooperate no matter what: "I don't want to go to the hospital."

"When is this, and you still have a childish temper? Be careful to burn you into a fool."

Liu Xing said: "I have no money to pay for medical expenses."

Wen Qian was stunned for a moment, then patted Liu Xing on the head, and comforted him: "Don't worry, seeing a doctor in China is not like you are abroad, and it doesn't cost much. And you don't have to worry about the cost when I'm here."

"Hmm..." Liu Xing shook his head and hummed, "I just don't want to go."

Wen Qian immediately put on a stern expression: "If you don't go, you have to go. If you dare not go, I will throw you out of my house."

"Hey..." Liu Xing asked for a weapon.

"It's useless to cry."

Liu Xing stopped crying and began to ask: "I can't walk, I want you to carry me."

"I'll carry you."

"I want to eat pan-fried buns for breakfast."

"After you finish the inspection and you can eat, I will buy it for you."

"I don't want to be hospitalized."

"It's time to follow the doctor's orders."

"I do not……"

"Okay, okay, we won't be hospitalized." Wen Qian seemed to be coaxing his son, after helping him get dressed, he turned around and squatted halfway beside the bed, telling Liu Xing to lie down.

Liu Xing obediently lay down on his stomach, put his arms around his neck, and remained silent obediently.

Wen Qian carried him into the car, only to realize that he was busy changing Liu Xing's clothes, and he was still wearing pajamas.

He put Liu Xing in the car, went upstairs to change his clothes, rinsed his mouth with mouthwash, and went downstairs to take Liu Xing to the hospital.

Liu Xing just had a normal fever. After drinking alcohol last night, after returning home and tossing naked in the living room for so long, he fell ill after catching the cold.

The doctor suggested that if conditions permit, you can stay in the hospital for observation for half a day, but Liu Xing disagreed life and death, and Wen Qian had already agreed to him before coming here.So in the end just let the doctor give him a spanking.

When Liu Xing heard that he was going to struggle on his butt, he immediately resisted.

After Wen Qian immediately offered the option of getting an injection or being hospitalized, Liu Xing compromised and chose the injection.

After the injection, Liu Xing limped out clutching his butt, and didn't talk much to Wen Qian, he felt very ashamed.

Wen Qian followed behind him, only thinking it was funny and cute.

Wen Qian took Liu Xing to eat fried buns as agreed, and then sent Liu Xing home to rest before going to work in the company by himself.

Liu Xing's illness was like an eggplant that had been beaten by frost, and it had been wilting for almost a week.

When he returned to work in the company, he had lost a lot of weight.

The colleagues in the company, especially the girls, felt distressed when they saw his thin cheeks, and they all took out snacks from their own collections for him to choose.If Xiao Song arranges some work, they don't allow Liu Xing to do it himself. When there are documents to be transferred to some department, they will come to pick them up after calling.

Some people were protecting him, and of course some people were unhappy because of it, and ran on sourly from the side: "When I was sick, why didn't I see you being so considerate." and so on.

Liu Xing was flattered and moved very much.

He took everyone's kindness into his heart and agreed with his mouth, but he didn't do so in private, but completed his work seriously.

He didn't want to specialize himself, nor did he want to make things difficult for Wen Qian.

In fact, since the last incident, Wen Qian's attitude towards him has changed for a long time.He was ill this week, and Wen Qian slept with him on the same bed every day to take care of him.

Several times when he woke up in the middle of the night, he could feel that Wen Qian was tucking him under the quilt to measure his body temperature, for fear that he might have a headache at night.

Perhaps, Wen Qian has already begun to accept himself!