Turning point

Qin Jiu finally stopped to kiss under Mu Beidou's stare.Of course, this was mainly because he felt that if he kissed again, he would get angry.

He didn't intend to force Mu Beidou to come here once.

Mu Beidou gritted his teeth indiscriminately, and kicked him lightly: "Go cook."

Knowing that the young man was embarrassed, Qin Jiu's dark green pupils were narrowed, and he stood up without saying a word.

Irregular man!

Mu Beidou looked at Qin Jiu's back angrily, thinking angrily in his heart.

When he was completely out of sight, he silently drank the water in the glass before going upstairs with his windbreaker.I feel a little tired when I come back, so it's better to rest for a while.

Gin was working on vegetables in the kitchen.The transparent water flows down the stainless steel pipe, falls on the knuckle fingers, and then slides on the emerald green vegetable leaves.

Suddenly, there was a muffled sound of flesh falling to the ground upstairs.

Qin Jiu paused, dropped his things and ran upstairs. When he saw the young man lying on the ground curled up in a ball and trembling, his pupils shrank and his face tensed up.

He rushed forward and hugged Mu Beidou into his arms, feeling chills when he touched his body temperature.Seeing Mu Beidou's bloodless cheeks and the look of enduring pain, Qin Jiu's Junyi finally couldn't help frowning.

Mu Beidou's poison flared up again.

Gin immediately picked him up by the waist and walked into the bedroom, at the same time he said in a deep voice, "Wait, I'll put hot water on you right away."

The onset of the toxin was fast and violent, less than a minute from the start, and Mu Beidou was in so much pain that he couldn't even breathe.He picked at his hand, using external pain to relieve the pain from inside his body, and it took a lot of effort to say a sentence intermittently: "... medicine... draw, in the drawer..."

"Understood." Qin Jiu put him on the bed, turned around to look through the drawer, but was stopped by Mu Beidou's almost breathless voice: "The head of the bed... the black one..."

In the blink of an eye, Gin recalled the small black porcelain bottle that he turned over on the bedside table when Mu Beidou's poison was about to flare up after the Xinyuan group's affairs were over.He immediately found it, poured out a pill and stuffed it into Mu Beidou's mouth.

Mu Beidou's clenched hands seemed to loosen a bit, but Qin Jiu did not relax. He went into the bathroom and put a pool of hot water in it, then put Mu Beidou in, and removed the obstructing clothes one by one.Soon Mu Beidou was lying naked in the bathtub, but at this moment, Qin Jiu had no thoughts of being charming.He remembered what the man in the Suzuki Building said that he would die if he couldn't hold on to the poisonous hair. He held his lover's hand tightly, and said nervously and quickly: "Beidou, Mu Beidou, you hold on."

Mu Beidou's whole face was dripping with cold sweat, his face was pale and dull, his brows were tightly frowned, his teeth bit his lower lip until it bled, but there was still an unstoppable groan that came out intermittently, listening to the piano The wine worried for a while.

The young man's whole body was tense and convulsed in pain, and occasionally he raised his head to pant, revealing a graceful arc.It's a pity that Qin Jiu didn't have the mood to appreciate, and all his body and mind were focused on even the slightest change in him.

At the beginning, Qin Jiu's hand was painfully pinched by Mu Beidou, but it didn't take long before it gradually loosened, and then it became weaker and weaker, and finally he only held it in vain, and refused to let go just relying on a wave of perseverance.

"Don't go..." Mu Beidou's eyes were lifeless, he could only see the figure above his head in a trance, frowning and begging pitifully: "Array...don't go...please..."

"I won't go." Qin Jiu firmly held his hand back to show his presence.He stretched out his other hand to caress Shang Mu Beidou's pale and sickly cheek, and the panic in his heart could not be heard in a calm voice: "You look at me with your eyes open, I won't go."

Don't fall asleep, closing your eyes at this time is death.

You can't die, I said I won't let you die, so you can't die.Don't make me break my word.

Mu Beidou had already started to ring in his ears, but he still tried his best to hear Qin Jiu's words. For some reason, shallow tears welled up, out of the eye sockets, and dripped into the water.He tried his best to open his blurry eyes, then slightly opened and closed his bloodless lips, and uttered a sentence so vague that it was almost inaudible: "Okay...don't go..."

If you weren't by my side, I probably, probably really wouldn't be able to make it.

So don't go, let me watch you.

The young man looked extremely fragile, Qin Jiu pursed his lips silently, and clenched his other empty hand into a fist violently.

The pain of peeling the skin and cramping, picking bones and scraping the flesh, coupled with the cold that seemed to freeze even the blood and bone marrow, destroyed Mu Beidou's sanity step by step.His vision had long been blurred, and the feeling of being grabbed by his hands was not very obvious. He tried to open his eyes wide, but it was only a weak and powerless struggle to stop the slowly drooping eyelashes.

Mu Beidou's whole body was limp in the bathtub, his head was tilted to the side where the gin was, his white hair was floating in the water in a mess, his eyes were chaotic, and his dark eyes had long lost their luster.But such a sick and weak appearance actually brought out a bit of pitiful beauty.

The white eyelashes trembled weakly and weakly, and opened a small slit just as they were about to stick to the upper and lower eyelids, then dropped down again, and opened again, over and over again.Qin Jiu was watching from the sidelines, feeling extremely distressed but helpless, his face was terribly gloomy.

This tossing lasted until midnight.The waves of almost constant pain in the body finally gradually disappeared, Mu Beidou heaved a sigh of relief, and then closed his eyes and fell into a deep sleep with peace of mind.

The gin was also tossed enough, mainly because of worry.Seeing that the poisonous hair finally passed away safely this time, I felt relieved.He took a large bath towel and wrapped Mu Beidou in it, put it on a soft bed, covered the quilt carefully, and then found another large clean and absorbent towel to dry his long white hair carefully to prevent him from catching a cold.After everything was done, Qin Jiu simply tidied himself up, took off his clothes and got under the quilt, using his warm body temperature to soothe Mu Beidou's cool body.

By the time Mu Beidou woke up again, it was already the afternoon of the second day.He opened his gluey eyelids and moved his limp body, feeling that the recovery after this poisoning was worse than the previous few times.

"Are you awake?" Qin Jiu kept hugging him, and naturally knew his movements perfectly. Seeing that Mu Beidou finally woke up, he let go of his hanging heart.He poured a glass of warm water, helped Mu Beidou up and leaned against his chest, then handed the glass to his mouth: "Drink water."

Mu Beidou is too tired to even raise his arms now, so he has no intention of rejecting Gin, not to mention the large and strong chest behind his back is so reassuring that he can't be more at ease. Nothing to do, nothing to think about.

Of course this is impossible.

Mu Beidou cleared his throat, but his voice was still a little hoarse: "Today is Friday..."

"Sent your secretary a text message." Gin took the water glass and put it on the bedside table, and said helplessly, "How do you feel?"

"Well..." Mu Beidou rested his head on Qin Jiu's chest, half-closed his eyes and snorted in a small voice: "It's much better..."

"You look much better like this." Gin unceremoniously pierced him, then stuffed him back into the quilt, and lay down and hugged him: "Go on to sleep."

Mu Beidou obediently let him play with him.Hearing Qin Jiu's slow and powerful heartbeat, he slowly rubbed his arms against him, hugged Qin Jiu back, slowly rubbed his face on his chest, and called him softly like a milk cat: "Array..."

Gin's heart skipped a beat when he was called.

Mu Beidou finally, Ken called him that when he was sober.

He lowered his head to kiss his forehead, his voice was as sexy as a cello: "You believe me."

Mu Beidou buried his head in his generous and warm chest, and gave a low "hmm" for a while.

He's not sure if he's convinced Gin won't do anything to hurt him anymore, but he's willing to try to believe him.

The wound torn by the person he loved has healed, but the scar is still there.

He's trying to accept the other's love to heal and erase it, and it doesn't matter if he fails.

Even if the wound was torn open again, it was only him who hurt.

The point is that Mu Beidou is finally willing to take this step.

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Thank you for my bad masculinity, my long-cherished wish and Luo Luo's thunder ~ hug one person and one alone