baby miss me today

Qiao Yu: "..."

Listen, listen, I said it all to coax myself into bed.

Is it a human thing?

He was addicted to buying Coke with Ji Rongchen before, but he never called her husband.

People who are not sincerely in love, no matter how many times they get entangled with each other, they are still friends.

Even if Ji Rongchen was killed, Qiao Yu would not shout.

In such a comparison, Ji Rongchen really has no bottom line!

Ji Rongchen didn't know what Qiao Yu was thinking, but he just looked at the little thing's cold and defensive eyes with a little disgust in his chest from the rearview mirror of the car.

The two had different thoughts, and the car slowly turned off in front of a private hospital.

Ji Rongchen parked the car, untied his safety belt and went to the back row, opened the door from the outside, and stretched out his hand to Qiao Yu: "Carry or hug?"

Qiao Yu twitched the corners of his mouth with a half-smile: "I choose to walk."

As he said that, he patted his hand away, and walked down by himself, but as soon as he landed, Ji Rongchen hugged him from behind.

Qiao met his hands and feet and used gnawing and biting to express resistance, but there was a huge difference in strength.

After the stubborn resistance on one side and the ruthless crushing on the other side, Qiao Yusheng hung on Ji Rongchen's back relentlessly.

Looking at the car parked on the lawn drifting away, Qiao Yu clenched his fists and set himself a small goal.

He must go to the gym.

Not only to keep fit, but also to learn Sanda and Kickboxing.

Sooner or later, Ji Rongchen must be put down!

In the radiology room of the hospital, Qiao Yu wore a helmet-like thing on his head and was sent to the MRI testing equipment. Staring at only a small piece of space inside the device, Qiao Yu felt as if he was being pushed into a coffin alive.

With loud metal noises in his ears, Qiao Yu couldn't help thinking, what did he do to suffer in this world?

He stayed inside for more than ten minutes, and when he came out, he was taken to the CT room by Ji Rongchen.

Qiao Yu also thought about it, hugged if he wanted to, and stretched out his hand when asked, anyway, he couldn't beat him, so his efforts were not wasted.

He just looked at Ji Rongchen with crazy eyes the whole time.

I don't know the importance of this inspection. I'm afraid he jumped from a building more than 20 meters high.

After a complete set of examinations, Qiao Yu was so sleepy that his eyelids were fighting, and he was carried into a ward by Ji Rongchen in a daze.

In a suite with two bedrooms, one living room, one kitchen and one bathroom, there are leather sofas and all kinds of furniture. Ji Rongchen held Qiao Yu in his arms and brought him to the door with his feet.

Backhand lock.

Qiao Yu was almost asleep at first, but his ass was icy cold, which woke him up all of a sudden.

Realizing where she was, Qiao Yu turned over, and was pushed down again before she could get up.

The waist was pressed hard, unable to break free, Qiao Yu turned around suddenly, and met Ji Rongchen's unambiguous eyes.

"Don't move around, the test results came out, there is no organic injury, I will take you back tomorrow morning."

"You still have to film, apply some medicine to promote blood circulation and remove blood stasis, and get better soon."

Ji Rongchen's voice revealed that he didn't do that kind of thing.

There was a faint smell of plaster in the air. Qiao Yu was about to say that he came by himself, but he was rubbed there again in a daze. Ji Rongchen's hands were cold, and the ointment was also cold. The combination of the two, when it fell on Qiao Yu's body, it was extraordinarily cold , Qiao Yu shuddered suddenly.

Ji Rongchen paused, got up and went to the bathroom, Qiao Yu was a little confused when he heard the sound of rushing water coming from inside.

Five minutes later, Ji Rongchen walked out of the room rubbing his reddened hands.

Qiao Yu's eyes flickered slightly.

Forget it, let him toss about it, it's late at night, I don't have the energy to talk about it.

The warm touch from the fingertips and the icy coolness of the ointment seemed to be polar opposites. Qiao Yu bit her lip and did not make a sound, lying obediently on the pillow with a blushing face.

Looking at Ji Rongchen's figure reflected in the window, one or two small yellow fragments occasionally appeared in his mind.

The shirt cuffs rolled up to the elbows, the powerful hands with protruding veins, the constantly heaving chest and chaotic heartbeat...

Keep your head up!

Qiao Yu called to stop in time, blaming him for seeing too many little yellow mosquitoes.

No, medicine is serious medicine, and writing is also serious writing. It is people who are not serious, specifically Ji Rongchen.

It is because he is too unhealthy that people make unhealthy associations.

Ok.

Qiao Yu asked and answered questions in his head, his thoughts wandered wildly for a while, and then he fell asleep again.

Hearing the familiar sound of even breathing, Ji Rongchen stared at the little thing's face for a while, pushed Qiao Yu's bangs away like a thief, and kissed him on the eyes.

Qiao Yu's sleeping appearance was as domineering as ever, the big lala took up the whole bed, and inadvertently prevented Ji Rongchen from sleeping with him in his arms.

The hospital bed was a bit narrow, and people who slept badly were prone to fall off. After hesitating, Ji Rongchen lay down on the bed, stretched out his arms and hugged Qiao Yu, so that he would not turn over and fall indiscriminately.

With her hands and feet pinned down, Qiao Yu waved impatiently all night, hitting Ji Rongchen's chin and chest firmly with her elbows again and again.

I don't remember how many times I was woken up by the hammer, it was still dark outside, and there was a bright moon hanging high in the sky.

With a "ding dong", the phone on the bedside turned on. Qiao Yu frowned and muttered in her dream, and covered her head with the quilt.

Seeing this, Ji Rongchen took Qiao Yu's phone and wanted to mute him.

Qi Huo:

[? ]

Before the screen went black, Ji Rongchen only had time to see a question mark from the person named Qi Huo.

Ji Rongchen didn't bother to steal his boyfriend's phone.

Lie back down again, and after seven or eight minutes, I opened my eyes and looked at the ceiling again.

Who is this person? Could it be that Qiao Yu was texting him before going to bed?

Are the two familiar?

There seemed to be something heavy in his chest, but the screen turned on again?

Ji Rongchen glanced at Qiao Yu and took his phone.

["Qi Huo" withdraws a message]

Ji Rongchen still put Qiao Yu's phone back, he respected the other party's privacy.

After closing his eyelids, Ji Rongchen felt that he was going to be bubbling with sourness when he thought of Qiao Yu's mobile phone screen where someone's belly in his shirt was wet. His muscles showed the lock screen wallpaper.

The figure is just average, do you think you are good?

Competing with some sudden idea, Ji Rongchen took his mobile phone, clicked on the profile picture of a white lotus flower with the words "time is quiet" written on it in WeChat, and went to Qiao Yu's circle of friends.

It's not sure whether Qiao Yu's phone has his own photo, but he can always read Weibo and WeChat. Ji Rongchen doesn't believe that there is no trace of him in it.

Although he had read it many times before, he subconsciously felt that there was something missing.

March-March: "I, Niu Colu Xiaoqiao, after unremitting efforts, I finally got platinum! If you don't accept it, let's fight [详.拥]"

28-January: "Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh"

27-December: "Spicy chicken king, ruin my youth, and if I krypton gold, I will chop my hands!"

23-October: "I'm thinking about it."

23-October: "I'm autistic."

Ji Rongchen: "..."

At three o'clock in the morning, the light reflected from the phone screen hit Ji Rongchen's face, which turned green.

Turning his head to look at Qiao Yu, who was sleeplessly and happily snoring beside him, Ji Rongchen faintly felt that he didn't care about himself that much.

Qiao Yu woke up the next morning, blinked, and looked at the structure similar to the roof of a car in confusion.

He shouldn't be under the car, he should be in the car?

Consciousness slowly recovered, and Qiao Yu realized that he was really in the car. He lifted the blanket covering his body and sat up, looking at the driver in front of him.

With neat short hair and chiseled side face, it was Ji Rongchen who was right. Qiao Yu scratched his head and organized his words for a while, thinking about how he should refuse him righteously if Ji Rongchen still treats him later.

The two were silent all the way, and the white Koenigsegg stopped in front of Jinjiang No. [-] High School.

Qiao Yu tentatively opened the door, then tentatively put her foot on the ground, and finally closed the car door tentatively.

Ji Rongchen didn't respond. He started the engine instantly after he closed the door, and accelerated away with a roar.

???

There are tricks.

Qiao Yu narrowed his eyes.

Depend on!

This dog...why didn't he do something while he was asleep, and then satiated into the sage's time, right?

Qiao Yu was cursing and walking towards the set, passing by the corner and happened to meet Qi Huo, and shouted loudly behind him: "Qi Huo!"

Qi Huo turned around in response.

The sky was clear and it was March. With a big smile on his face, Qiao Yu stood under the willow tree at the school gate and waved vigorously at him.

The wind swayed the willow branches, and the handsome and frail young man under the tree came into view.

Qi Huo suddenly made a turn.

Seeing Qiao Yu subconsciously want to take a step towards him, he pinched his palm and retracted it.

Qiao Yu didn't notice Qi Huo's abnormality, so she stepped forward and patted him on the shoulder very straightly.

Passing by the school's breakfast car, Qiao Yu bought three bags of soy milk and a few fried dough sticks. After paying the money, they stuffed them into Qi Huo's hands for a breakfast.

The two walked side by side, Qi Huo opened the package, put the straw in, and shifted his gaze slightly: "You didn't go back to the dormitory last night?"

With soy milk in her mouth, Qiao Yu said vaguely, "Ah, I went to the hospital."

He took a bite of the fritters and silently added in his heart, talking to a silly [MUTE].

Qi Huo frowned, thinking of the scene filmed yesterday: "What's wrong? Did you fall during filming?"

Qiao Yu said "Oh" and quickly waved his hands: "It's all right, it's all right."

Qi Huo pursed his lips into a line and said nothing.

Three minutes later, the two arrived on the set. From a distance, Qiao Yu saw Su Qinghe crossing his arms and frowning, as if he was thinking about how to make the scenery better.

The morning light fell along the casement, casting a soft light on his side face.

Qiao Yu went over and tugged at his white coat: "Brother Xiaohe, I'll give you breakfast~"

Su Qinghe looked along Qiao Yu's hand, and the corners of his mouth raised into a smile.

Hey, hey, I like to see his brother Xiaohe smile the most!

Qiao Yu couldn't help but become more and more curious, no matter who his brother Xiaohe was as a rival in love with, he would be caught in seconds, how could he have a deep sadomasochistic relationship?

Or, the person Xiao He likes is blind.

Su Qinghe bent her knees and squatted, keeping Qiao Yu's eye level: "Thank you, 11 is in a good mood today."

Qiao Yu tilted her head: "Ah? Aren't I always happy?"

Su Qinghe thought for a while: "It is true that I am happy every day, but it feels different, I can't tell."

Qiao Yu was at a loss.

Nothing special.

The director arrived soon, and Su Qinghe smiled: "Maybe I feel wrong."

Qiao Yu rested his chin.

Do not understand.

After saying hello to the director, and walking through the set positions several times, the film crew took their positions, and a new day of filming began.