One hundred postures to tease a male god [Quick Transmigration]

After kneading for a while, the big hand shifted to the other calf.Qiao Yue lay on the bed, turned his head quietly, and looked at Zhou Yuan.I saw Zhou Yuan half leaning against the head of the bed, holding a book in one hand, his eyes focused, the bedside lamp was turned off, leaving a deep shadow on the side of his nose.The other hand stretched into the quilt, and Joe knew better that he was massaging himself.

Suddenly, Qiao Yue turned around abruptly, his calf struggled out of Zhou Yuan's hands, his face was buried in the quilt, and his body curled up into a ball.

"What's wrong?" Zhou Yuan asked with a frown.

"Don't worry about it, I'm fine."

The appearance of huddling under the quilt and humming, it doesn't seem to be okay at all.Zhou Yuan was a little annoyed, he was still trying to hide something in front of him, so he turned around, wrapped his big arms around Qiao Yue's waist politely, half angry and half coaxing: "What's the trouble?"

Qiao Yue struggled hard, and Zhou Yuan seemed to have touched something between the two of them.

His hands paused, and Qiao Yue remained motionless as if his acupuncture point had been tapped suddenly, "Ahem——" Zhou Yuan coughed dryly, and silently let go of Qiao Yue.

And Qiao Yue's face, which was buried under the quilt at the moment, was so red that it could bleed.

"Sorry." Zhou Yuan got up from the bed, looked at the person huddled in the quilt, trying hard to pretend that he didn't exist in this world, and said something softly.

Qiao Yue didn't move or speak.

Zhou Yuan said again: "Then you have a good rest."

Hearing the slight sound of closing the door, Qiao Yue suddenly threw off his quilt, stared angrily, cowardly, sorry, if you are a man, you will go to bed.

Before he could react, Zhou Yuan actually folded back again, which made Qiao Yue dumbfounded: "You..."

Zhou Yuan had an unkind smile on his face: "Didn't you let me do it?"

"I..." Qiao Yue felt that his brain had been beaten by iron, and he actually yelled out the words in his mind. That's right, he just used 'yell', otherwise Zhou Yuan would have heard it and turned back.

Seeing Zhou Yuan walking towards him step by step with a smile on his face, Qiao Yue stood there in a daze.Zhou Yuan stepped onto the bed with his thighs, pressed on Qiao Yue's quilt, bent down, and stared at Qiao Yue with deep eyes: "Tell me, did what you said just now come from your heart?"

Zhou Yuan's words obviously aroused Qiao Yue's nerves. Is he questioning him?

"of course."

Looking at Qiao Yue's gaze that didn't dare to be slightly annoyed, Zhou Yuan smiled even more: "Okay."

What good?Before Qiao Yue could react, he was blocked by a pair of lips, and then his body was forced down the bed, and the initiative after that was completely in Zhou Yuan's hands.

Qiao Yue only felt that he was a soft piece of meat, which was tossed and fried by Zhou Yuan in this way, fried and cooked, and finally... turned into a puddle of water.

After a long time, Qiao Yue was sweating, lying on Zhou Yuan's chest and panting slightly, obviously he had no impression of Zhou Yuan's incident, why facing Zhou Yuan's body seemed to be a natural reaction, the soul collided, and everything fit together.

"Still sleeping?" Zhou Yuan closed his eyes, noticed Qiao Yue's small movements, and rubbed his big hands around Qiao Yue's waist up and down, making Qiao Yue tremble slightly.

"Don't move." Joe said weakly.

"Go to sleep." Zhou Yuan really stopped moving casually.

Qiao Yue closed his eyes, and the two fell asleep together.

"Dad, Dad..." The voice of Xiao Baozi sounded in his ears, Qiao Yue opened his eyes, his body seemed to be falling apart, unable to move, but the voice of Xiao Baozi was heard correctly, and he saw that round face .

"Father, I'm almost late for school, why aren't you up yet?" Little Baozi looked at Qiao Yue pitifully.

"Ah?" Qiao Yue struggled to get up, but was pressed down by an arm behind him. He moved Zhou Yuan's arm away, but Zhou Yuan refused, and immediately pressed down again after being moved away.

"We don't go to work today, you go to school by yourself."

The little bun's face was flattened, as if he was about to cry: "I'll go by myself?"

Joe had no time to coax the children, so he pushed the older children beside him first: "Why don't you go to work? You are the boss."

Zhou Yuan's straight nose rubbed against Qiao Yue's neck, and Qiao Yue pushed him away, frowning displeasedly: "Because I'm the boss, I won't go if I don't want to."

"Then you go on sleeping, I'll take the buns to school." Qiao Yue was so angry that he could vomit blood, and got up from the bed, but was pressed down by Tyrant Zhou: "No, you want to sleep with me."

Zhou Yuan's words were full of ambiguity, and Qiao Yue obviously misunderstood. He looked at Xiao Baozi nervously. Fortunately, Xiao Baozi didn't understand. He blinked his big eyes and looked at Qiao Yue pitifully again: "Father..."

Before Zhou Yuan and Xiao Baozi, Qiao Yue undoubtedly favored Xiao Baozi, and tried his best to push Zhou Yuan away: "Let go, I want to send Baozi to school."

At this moment, Zhou Yuan heard Zhou's mother's voice outside the door, Zhou Yuan covered Qiao Yue with a quilt, and shouted outside: "Zhou's mother, take the young master out, and send him to school later."

"Yes." Mother Zhou came in in response, picking up the unwilling little bun.However, Xiao Baozi was small, his father who was trying to grab the quilt was cruelly torn away, and watched Qiao Yue's quilt bag and shouted: "Dad...Dad..."

After Zhou's mother took the little bun away, Qiao Yue lifted the quilt angrily. Just now when Zhou's mother came in, he was really embarrassed to show up.Determined to get up, he still looked at Zhou Yuan accusingly: "That's your son."

"My son will grow up one day. You can't hold him in your arms all the time." Zhou Yuan's face was as thick as a city wall, with his hands resting behind his head without changing his face, and a pair of slightly raised eyes looking wantonly Joe Koshihikari - Nude Body.

Qiao Yue didn't react at first, but when he realized that Zhou Yuan's eyes were too fierce, he followed his gaze back to his body, his face flushed instantly, and he rushed into the bathroom.

When I fell asleep in the middle of the night last night, I actually felt Zhou Yuan carrying him into the bathroom to wash, so now Qiao Yue's body is refreshed, although he is still sore and uncomfortable.After washing up, he changed his clothes and went out. Xiao Baozi had just been coaxed by Zhou's mother to have a good breakfast, put on his schoolbag, and prepared to go out with an unhappy face.Seeing Qiao Yue going downstairs, he immediately rushed forward happily: "Dad, are you here to take me to school?"

"Of course." Qiao Yue picked up the little bun and walked out the door.

Zhou's mother shouted behind her: "Mr. Qiao, you haven't had breakfast yet."

Qiao Yue didn't look back: "Come back to eat after I deliver the buns."

Not long after Qiao Yue and Baozi left, Zhou Yuan also went downstairs. The person who wanted to sleep with him stopped sleeping with him. What's the point of him sleeping alone?

After delivering the buns, Qiao Yue found that there was still a glass of milk and a sandwich on the dining table. He was taken aback, not sure if they were reserved for him.

At this time, Mother Zhou just came out of the kitchen, saw Qiao Yue, and greeted him immediately: "Mr. Qiao, is this breakfast reserved for you, or do you want something hot?"

"No need, these are enough." Qiao Yue waved his hands again and again.

After a quick bite, Qiao Yue didn't have any appetite, so he cleared away the dinner plate and took it into the kitchen.

Zhou's mother quickly took Qiao Yue and turned on the faucet, thinking about washing the dishes by herself: "Mr. Qiao, go and rest first." At the end, she added: "Mr. is in the study."

Qiao Yue nodded with an unnatural expression, his face flushed, and he looked at Zhou's mother embarrassedly. Seeing Zhou's mother's open face, as if talking casually, he felt guilty.

Instead of going to the study to look for Zhou Yuan, he plunged into the bed in his own room.

Thinking of last night's disagreement, the sky thundered, and Qiao Yue felt his face burn.For Zhou Yuan, no matter in terms of body or spirit, he seems to have a natural sense of fit with him.It has nothing to do with time, or their identities, as long as it is Zhou Yuan.

But why, he has natural affection for Zhou Yuan, love at first sight?It didn't seem to be like this. When he saw Zhou Yuan for the first time, he didn't feel his heart beating faster and his soul shaking like love at first sight.Instead, it was unconsciously familiar, as if he had known him for a long time.

Even though the 'Qiao Yue' in this world has known Zhou Yuan for a long time and has many connections, he is not Qiao Yue, he has never met Zhou Yuan.If it was because of Qiao Yue's identity, then Qiao Yue and Zhou Yuan were in the same situation before, and it was impossible for him to inherit any feelings for Zhou Yuan from the 'Qiao Yue' body.

Thinking back over and over again, he always felt that the relationship between him and Zhou Yuan was more than just this kind of relationship.But what is the relationship, Qiao Yue couldn't tell for a while.

After tossing and tossing for most of the night, Qiao Yue lay on the bed, puzzled but couldn't resist the bewitchment of the sleepy bug, and fell asleep in a daze.

Zhou Yuan stayed in the study all morning until Zhou's mother knocked on the door and invited him to dinner.

Getting up and going out, I didn't forget to ask Zhou's mother: "Mr. Qiao is back?"

"En." Zhou's mother nodded: "He came back a long time ago. He...may be tired. He should rest in his room now."

Qiao Yue may not have noticed that there was a conspicuous red mark behind his ear, and Zhou's mother glanced at it by chance, knowing it in her heart, but her face was calm and did not point out.

Zhou Yuan was not as dull as Qiao Yue, so he naturally understood the deep meaning of Zhou's mother's words, nodded and said, "I'll call him."

Knocking on Qiao Yue's door, but no one answered for a long time, Zhou Yuan pushed open the door and walked in, and saw the bulging bag on the bed at a glance.

Walking over and standing by the bed, Zhou Yuan called out: "Qiao Yue, it's time to eat." The person on the bed didn't move, Zhou Yuan leaned over and brushed away the hair covering Qiao Yue's forehead, only to see him handsome and fair There was an unnatural blush on his face.Immediately realizing something was wrong, she whispered in Qiao Yue's ear, "Qiao Yue... Qiao Yue..."

Qiao Yue snorted softly, but without opening his eyes, Zhou Yuan stood up straight and walked out quickly.

Soon, the family doctor rushed over and checked Qiao Yue's body, but Qiao Yue kept his eyes closed the whole time and was unconscious.

"Mr. Qiao is fine, it's just that the wind and cold some time ago recurred. I prescribed a few traditional Chinese medicines for him to recover." After the doctor checked the pulse, Zhou Yuan immediately put Qiao Yue's hand back under the quilt.

Looking at Zhou Yuan's movements, combined with the abnormalities he found during his pulse diagnosis just now, the doctor raised his eyebrows clearly: "Are you reconciled?"

Zhou Yuan looked back at the doctor without speaking.He is the family doctor of the Zhou family, so he naturally knows a little about the relationship between him and Qiao Yue.

"It's good to make up, you guys have had a really long fight." The doctor packed up his things and complained, "I also know that it's normal to burn firewood when the love is strong, but he's still weak, so he has to cater to your needs." Normal needs need to be recuperated for a while, and cannot be forced."

Hearing these words, Zhou Yuan's face changed slightly, but he still nodded and sent the doctor out without saying anything.When he came back, he held a washbasin in his hand. After wetting the towel and wringing it dry, he put it on Qiao Yue's forehead.

Qiao Yue's head was abnormally heavy, and he felt dizzy. He knew that there were people coming and going around him, but he couldn't open his eyes or wake up.

He didn't know if it was a dream or reality, but he saw himself lying on a snow-white bed, standing beside Zhou Yuan and several men in white coats and masks. Zhou Yuan was wearing an iron gray suit, and his face almost matched the suit on his body : "Why is he still awake?"

Are you referring to him?Qiao Yue looked at the person on the hospital bed, yes, why is he lying on the hospital bed?

"The patient's nervous system is damaged, as I said before, maybe...the chance of waking up..." The doctor dared not say the second half of the sentence, and he was also afraid of what would happen if he annoyed Zhou Yuan.

Can't wake up?Qiao Yue looked at himself on the hospital bed, thin and pale, and even he himself felt frail and frightening.

However, what kind of illness did he have that would be so serious.

Zhou Yuan took a deep breath: "I told you too, no matter what, I must see him wake up. Otherwise, you guys don't even want to save yourself."

"Yes... yes..." The doctor hesitated, and took a step closer to Zhou Yuan: "Actually, there is a way to try to wake Mr. Qiao up..."

"any solution?"

"..." The doctor whispered something in Zhou Yuan's ear, but Qiao Yue couldn't hear it clearly, and wanted to get closer and listen carefully, after all, it was about himself.

However, he was interrupted by a white light. He had already opened his eyes, which were sore and astringent.He was dizzy for a while before he realized that he was lying on the bed in his room.

"Mr. Qiao, are you awake?" Zhou's mother, who was about to change the towels when she entered the room, said joyfully when she saw Qiao Yue's eyes open, and also breathed a sigh of relief.

"Mother Zhou..." Qiao Yue just spoke, his voice was so dry and hoarse, it hurt so much.

"Don't talk, don't talk, I'll bring you a glass of water right now." After Zhou's mother finished speaking, she hurried out.

After a while, I heard a sound of kicking footsteps: "Dad, Dad..." Xiao Baozi climbed onto the bed humming, and patted Qiao Yue's face with two chubby hands, covering Qiao Yue's face. Mandatory twist: "Are you sick?"

Qiao Yue nodded and smiled slightly: "Father is fine."

"Liar, I came back yesterday and saw you lying on the bed motionless, I thought you were dead." Xiao Baozi pursed his mouth.

"Zhou Nuo, what are you talking about?" A deep voice behind him interrupted Xiao Baozi's rich imagination.

The author has something to say: I fell asleep before I had time to code words yesterday, and I didn’t get enough sleep today... But this chapter is quite rich in content. Come on, I can publish a fat chapter tomorrow O(∩_∩)O~