Forced to become his stand-in wife

Qin Muyang thought he was awake, stood up and wanted to pick up Ling Qiu, but he didn't want Ling Qiu to hide back and curl up in the corner of the bathtub.

"Ling Qiu! Come here!"

Qin Muyang was extremely angry, he worked so hard to take a bath for him, yet he actually hid, what was he hiding for?It's not like I haven't seen him from top to bottom.

The more Ling Qiu avoided him, the more he wanted to touch her.Qin Muyang tugged Ling Qiu's arm with such force that it seemed as if he wanted to crush that bone.

On the white arm, red pinch marks immediately appeared, Ling Qiu was stunned for a moment and then struggled vigorously, Qin Muyang's shadow gradually reflected in his originally empty eyes.

"Don't touch me!"

Qin Muyang panted heavily, sneered, and pinched Ling Qiu's jaw, "Give you face? How dare you yell at me."

The jaw hurt like it was being crushed, Ling Qiu's eyes were reddened.

His head was still heavy, and when he looked at Qin Muyang, he couldn't tell whether it was reality or a dream.

He stared at it for a while, tears rolled down immediately, maybe because of the fever, the tears at this moment were hotter than usual.

When it fell out of the eyelids, it directly hit the back of Qin Muyang's hand, and Qin Muyang was stunned.

"What's wrong? Where does it hurt?"

Ling Qiu's tears fell even more heavily, he twitched his body, raised his hand to cover his face and wiped it, he cried very sadly, like a child who lost his favorite toy, so sad that he couldn't control himself.

Qin Muyang was upset when he heard his crying, and was about to say something.

Ling Qiu put down his hand abruptly, looked at Qin Muyang, and said very seriously: "I don't want to like you anymore."

He spoke intermittently, with a strong nasal voice, which is hard to hear unless you listen carefully.

"What did you say?" Qin Muyang gritted his teeth, with restrained anger in his tone.

Ling Qiu's appearance is obviously still feverish, his mind is cloudy, he can understand that he was talking nonsense after being ill, but for some reason, after hearing his words, his heart hurts as if twisted.

It was as if something that was held tightly in his hand suddenly escaped his control, catching him off guard.

Ling Qiu's jaw was controlled, and his gray eyes looked straight at Qin Muyang. This is the man he loves, the man he has loved for so many years.

He couldn't imagine how much he could love him, as if he could dig out a whole heart as long as the other party was kind to him.

Everyone in the world said that one day you will be rewarded for your hard work, but he obviously loves him so much, how could Qin Muyang lie to him so cruelly, and put him in a dog cage for four days.

"I don't want to like you anymore, you are a liar, no matter how nice I am to you, you will never love me, why should I still like you?" Ling Qiu's voice

Some choked up sobbing uncontrollably, and blood seemed to drip from the red eye sockets.

As soon as these words were finished, there was a dense pain in the heart again, like a knife stabbing, Ling Qiu raised his hand and tightly covered his heart, his face was pale with pain, almost transparent.

After a long time, Ling Qiu finally couldn't restrain his moan, and a fishy sweetness came from his throat.

Why does my heart hurt so much, is it so difficult to give up liking Qin Muyang?

Qin Muyang got angry, grabbed Ling Qiu's chin, raised his hand and wanted to slap him, but when he saw the blood on the corner of his mouth, he couldn't let the slap go down.Ling Qiu is too weak right now, his slap could probably break someone to pieces.

Ling Qiu didn't hide from his raised hand, his eyes just fixed on Qin Muyang, his dark pupils were covered with sadness.

Qin Muyang felt an inexplicable pain in his heart, he looked at Ling Qiu, but Qiao Ying's figure appeared in his mind.

What kind of thing is Ling Qiu? Is his liking important to him?

Qin Muyang tore off the bath towel hanging on the wall, picked up the dizzy Ling Qiu and threw him on the bed.

Ling Qiu is really burning badly, holding him in this winter is like holding a small stove, there is no need to turn on the heat.

Ling Qiu huddled under the quilt, his heart was very stuffy, he hugged Qin Muyang's waist tightly, talking nonsense inarticulately.

He said that he didn't want to like Qin Muyang, because Qin Muyang was too fierce and always beat and kicked him, but when he thought about not liking him anymore, his heart ached, as if he was controlled by something.

He also said that he didn't want to be regarded as a thing to vent his desire. Every time he did it, it hurt, like being torn in half alive.

While talking, Ling Qiu started to sob and cry again, he began to scold himself, feeling that he was cheap, useless, and worthless, no wonder Qin Muyang couldn't see

up yourself.

Qin Muyang's face turned green when he heard it, and pinched his waist as if revenge, his teeth itching with anger.

He stretched out his arms to hug Ling Qiu's bones, turning over and over the words he said in his mind.

That sentence of dislike filled the whole brain and couldn't get rid of it.

He's used to Ling Qiu's taciturnity and the way he doesn't ask for anything in return.

He always thought that Ling Qiu loved him so hard that he couldn't live without him for the rest of his life, but after hearing what he said, he knew that he was thinking too much.

Maybe, Ling Qiu doesn't love himself at all, his "love" is just under the effect of love Gu.

Qin Muyang felt decadent and powerless for a moment.

After paying half the salary, he touched Ling Qiu's pale face, pinched it and thought: I don't even think about how much you weigh, and I don't want to be a lustful person, fuck you. You think highly of you!How many people are begging to let me fuck, I still don't want to!

Qin Muyang was indignant and wanted to fuck Ling Qiu again.

He lifted the quilt and pressed it on him, but he couldn't help it. Ling Qiu was unconscious and still in a semi-comatose state. If he did something to him now, would it be any different from a corpse?

Thinking about it, Qin Muyang relaxed a little, lying on the side and obediently sleeping with Ling Qiu in his arms.

He has been taking care of Qiao Ying in the hospital for the past four days, and he didn't take much rest. Now he is lying on the soft and comfortable bed with a warm little thing in his arms, and he feels sleepy instantly.

Halfway through sleeping, Ling Qiu's body became hotter and hotter, and a layer of hot sweat formed on his back, making him writhe with discomfort.Qin Muyang woke up, frowning unhappily, and pressed him with his knee.

Ling Qiu murmured twice, then yelled softly: "Hot!"

Hearing this sound, Qin Muyang's body, which had been holding back for four days, suddenly felt a sensation, separated Ling Qiu's legs and squeezed in.

Ling Qiu struggled uncomfortably, suppressed his throat and yelled out the pain, was out of breath from crying, his chest and neck twitched, as if it was about to break.

Qin Muyang touched his sticky back and comforted him: "Hey, if you sweat all over from the heat, you'll be cured."

Ling Qiu couldn't hear what Qin Muyang said at all, he just felt uncomfortable, his whole body ached, as if he was going to die.

After finishing the matter, Ling Qiu's body temperature did drop.

Qin Muyang turned him over and hugged him, kissed Ling Qiu's face, and then leaned into his right ear, which he couldn't hear, and said: "It doesn't matter if you don't like me, anyway, you will never leave me for the rest of your life. , be careful to kill you."