am i a devil

Wang Mo: "..."

I can't refute Wang Mo's thought, so I won't refute it. My boyfriend is beautiful. From a certain point of view, he is more beautiful than me and has a more pleasant experience in all aspects.

But after thinking about it, Wang Mo felt a new sense of urgency.

Because now he is not only Xun Ying's partner, but also the sister-in-law (crossed out) brother-in-law whom countless fanatical fans like to mention. If one day the relationship is exposed, Wang Mo thinks about how some poisonous people will treat him I feel a little uneasy about criticizing and picking faults.

There must be a way to become handsome, Wang Mo thought to himself, at this moment, it is probably the time when Wang Mo's way of thinking is closest to that of an ordinary male star since he entered the entertainment circle.

Wang Mo went to take a bath with such thoughts, but as soon as he came out, he caught a cold.

"Ha Qiu!"

After Wang Mo sneezed for the fifth time, Xun Ying realized that he really had a cold.

"Amo, do you want to ask the health care doctor to come and take a look?" Xun Ying touched Wang Mo's head, and then tried to put his forehead on the other's forehead. He felt that his body temperature seemed a little high, but still Not enough to be too different from myself.

"No, it's probably a bit of wind blowing somewhere, just go to sleep." Wang Mo shook his head and said.

He felt that since he changed his job, it might be that his living conditions have become more and more particular, and his physical fitness has dropped a lot.

When he moved bricks before, he was not as delicate as he is now. He was exposed to the wind and sun every day, and he was very tough. Many workers praised him for his youth and good physique. He never thought that since he was with Xun Ying, he would raise him like a A delicate flower in a greenhouse.

"After I get better this time, I'm going to have a good exercise." Wang Mo said to him while being stuffed into a nest made of cotton quilt by Xun Ying.

"It seems that I'm about to be raised by you as an untouchable young lady. It won't work if I go on like this."

"Is it so serious?" Xun Ying said, holding Wang Mo's hand to look at it, and found that the skin on his head seemed to be much more delicate than when he first saw him.

"Look at it, you can't tell it's the hand that has done rough work." Wang Mo looked at his index finger that didn't touch Yang Chunshui, and sighed.

"Isn't that good?" Xun Ying smiled.

Without affecting his physique, there is nothing wrong with raising Wang Mo as a pampered young master. Anyway, I will not leave this world before him, so I can always take care of him, and my love will always be It can be kept fierce, and there is no problem of lowering the other party's living standard after a change of heart. Of course, if Wang Mo himself likes to develop various careers, he will be very supportive, Xun Ying thought.

He doesn't want to be his ceiling, but is happy to be his bottom line.

"It's not bad, but it still needs some exercise." Wang Mo said rather prepared for danger in times of peace.

"Then when you recover, let's run together." Xun Ying nodded in agreement.

He wanted to watch Wang Mo fall asleep before going back to sleep, but found that Wang Mo tried several times, but he didn't fall asleep too much, so he woke up gurgling in the bed, like a silkworm baby.

"Is it hard to sleep?" Xun Ying rubbed Wang's face with an ice towel and asked him.

"Well, it might be a cold that caused the headache, and the drowsy one just couldn't sleep." Wang Mo also said with some regret.

He himself really wanted to fall asleep early, because Wang Mo's physique belongs to the kind of person with relatively strong self-healing ability. Whenever he has a headache and brain fever, as long as he sleeps, eight or nine times out of ten he will be fine. Therefore, workers are often regarded as a good example of their own physical fitness.

But right now, Wang Mo couldn't fall asleep.

But he didn't want Xun Ying to worry, so he closed his eyes and just lay there, waiting for the call of the sleepy god.

"Amo, I want to share with you." Xun Ying said.

"Okay, you can take whatever you want, you can come in and out at will, can't you?" Wang Mo nodded in a daze with discomfort.

After a while, he found that his headache seemed to be relieved a lot.

Wang Mo reacted for a moment, then got up and looked at Xun Ying.

I saw Xun Ying sitting on the edge of the bed with his head bowed, but he didn't look uncomfortable.

Wang Mo patted Xun Ying's head, and the other party raised his head to look at him and smiled, looking very homely.

"Did you help me share the cold feeling?" Wang Mo asked with almost [-]% certainty.

"Yes, do you feel better now?" Xun Ying said.

"It's much better." Wang Mo nodded and touched Xun Ying's forehead to check if he had a fever.

"You don't have a fever, so I won't either." Xun Ying said, holding Wang Mo's hand.

Although Xun Ying said he didn't have a fever, his eyes were a little flushed, and he looked quite tired.

"Sorry to make you suffer." Wang Mo said.

"It's nothing, it's not bitter." Xun Ying shook his head and said.

Wang Mo has always thought that Xun Ying is a very forbearing person, and now it seems that he does have such qualities.

It's just that there are too few people in the world who can tolerate him, so this trait of his will not be revealed as easily as other traits.

Wang Mo remembered some things when he went to a nursing home as a volunteer. He knew that when a person gets old to a certain point, it will become very hard.

Xun Ying didn't know how many times he had experienced this kind of situation since Houer's time, so the pain of headache and brain fever was probably to him, as he said, "it's nothing".

But Wang Mo didn't feel that it was nothing because of this reason. In fact, he felt sorry for his boyfriend even more.

"Xun Ying, thank you." Wang Mo said.

"In the future, if you have any pain, you must tell me, and I will help you share it." Wang Mo said very sincerely.

Xun Ying thought about it seriously, then shook his head and said, "I don't seem to have any pain."

Wang Mo: "..."

"Because I am an idol in the supernatural circle, but a real person in the real world." Xun Ying said.

Wang Mo: "..."

At this moment, maybe I should help him share some of his upright personality, Wang Mo thought to himself.

But he can't expect the other party to get sick, but apart from being sick, Wang Mo also feels that, as a very fulfilling idol, Xun Ying really doesn't need him to share any painful feelings.

If it was the other person's unrequited love before, you can still help him share it. Ask him that now that he has already mastered himself, he doesn't even need to share the heart-piercing pain.

"Then if you catch a cold in the future, you should tell me in time." Wang Mo thought for a while, and then made his own request to Xun Ying.

"Okay, I will tell you when I feel uncomfortable again." Xun Ying made his promise to Wang Mo.

After Wang Mo was relieved, he fell asleep drowsily.

When he slept until midnight, he was a little thirsty because of the sweat just now, so he opened his eyes.

As soon as he opened his eyes, he saw Xun Ying walking in from outside the bedroom with a glass of water.

"You can even know when I'm thirsty," Wang Mo said. After he finished speaking, he realized that his voice was a little hoarse, so he coughed dryly again.

"I don't know about this," Xun Ying shook his head and said, "But just now I suddenly felt no pain in my head, I knew you were almost fine, I wanted to see if you would wake up, and wanted something to drink."

"Thank you, I'm really thirsty." Wang Mo nodded, poked out his fluffy head from under the quilt, and drank half a cup of warm water in Xun Ying's hand, feeling comfortable a lot.

"You don't have any discomfort now, do you?" Wang Mo asked Xun Ying.

"No, it seems that you have recovered." Xun Ying said quite reassuringly.

"Did you not sleep all night?" Wang Mo, in the ambiguous environment, still saw a little tiredness on Xun Ying's face that was a little bit of effort to cover up, so he asked him this way.

"I slept intermittently for a while," Xun Ying said.

Wang Mo: "..."

He was afraid that he would suddenly start to have a fever, so he kept guarding without much sleep, Wang Mo thought to himself.

But if you have a headache, if you fall asleep, you can relieve it a lot, and you don’t even feel the headache. But if you keep awake, you have to endure this torture that cannot be ignored.

"Xun Ying, sleep for a while." Thinking of this, Wang Mo grabbed Xun Ying's hand, brought him to his side, patted his pillow, and said.

"What about you?" Xun Ying said, sitting directly on Wang Mo's bed, not rejecting him.

"I also want to sleep a little longer." Wang Mo put down the quilt, and put his hand on Xun Ying's shoulder just like this.

Xun Ying nodded, and then lay down beside Wang Mo.

The quilt has been warmed by Wang Mo. After lying in it, there is a feeling of being close to the sun, like a warm afternoon, but there is no scorching sun that makes people's eyes sting.

Xun Ying turned his head slightly, and touched Wang Mo's fluffy little head.

This made Wang Mo's heart tighten, and his shoulders became a little stiff.

He turned his face away to look at Xun Ying, and found that his eyes were closed, he was not doing anything else, and he was well-behaved in every way.

Looking at this angle, Wang Mo counted Xun Ying's lightly fluttering eyelashes, with some very sacred thoughts and some not-so-sacred thoughts in his mind.

But in the end, these thoughts were swept away by his irresistible tiredness.

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Time flickered to the next morning.

After Wang Mo woke up, he found that Xun Ying was not lying beside him.

Wang Mo reached out and touched his side. It was not so warm anymore. It seemed that Xun Ying had been up for a while.

He got up and took a shower, then ran out to find his boyfriend.

Finally, Wang Mo found Xun Ying in the sun room, where he was blowing some air.

"It's such a cold day, the wind is still blowing," Wang Mo said, and was about to close the window.

"I'll blow it for a while, it'll be fine, you go back quickly, don't freeze." Xun Ying stopped Wang Mo and said.

Because of the closeness, Wang Mo saw that Xun Ying's cheeks were also burning, which looked quite similar to his appearance yesterday.

Isn't this the same as me yesterday? Wang Mo thought to himself, when he was washing in the bathroom yesterday, he had such a dignified appearance, his cheeks were sickly red, showing a worrying flush. If Xun Ying didn't take good care of him, maybe his illness would not recover so quickly today.

It was all because of my own carelessness. I dragged him to sleep with him yesterday. Maybe it was a viral flu, so I uploaded him. can there be virus

"You have been uploaded by me," Wang Mo said worriedly.

"No, Amo, I'm fine." Xun Ying shook his head.

"It must be a cold, wait a minute." Wang Mo said, and immediately activated the pain sharing system between them, and then he felt that his body had undergone some changes.

Wang Mo looked down, reacted for a moment, then crossed his hips and looked at Xun Ying with righteous eyes.

"Rogue!" Wang Mo said sternly.