The man is in modern times [time travel]

Fu Lang outside the door picked up the phone that was hot on the ground, and saw that the battery was running low, and it was already past Xiao Yueyun's bedtime.

Sure enough, I was too forgetful just now.

Fu Lang did self-reflection silently, thought for a while, and then went up and knocked lightly on Xiao Yueyun's door.

"Can I accompany you in the living room? Call me if you have something to do." Fu Lang asked, and then, the two people who were separated by a door were silent. It was also completely dark, but the atmosphere was completely different from before.

After waiting for a long time, Xiao Yueyun gave a weak "um", and the voice sounded muffled from under the quilt.

Fu Lang's ears moved, and he keenly captured the message. Afterwards, he was in a good mood. He went home and took his bedding, and lay directly on the sofa of Xiao's house.

Hearing the movement in the living room disappeared for a long time, Xiao Yueyun, who had calmed down, was relieved. The night in late summer is not cool, not to mention being stuffy for a long time, he was already sweating from the heat, so he touched the darkness and lifted the bed sheet, quilt cover and other items , Tidying up at will in the dark, Xiao Yueyun's excited mood just now gradually calmed down, not in the mood to change into her nightgown again, pulled the quilt over her body casually, and fell asleep exhaustedly.

Perhaps it was because she knew that there was someone in the living room to accompany her, and she was not alone. This time, Xiao Yueyun slept very soundly.

**

The next morning, Xiao Yueyun was greeted by the familiar chirping of birds and insects.

This time, Xiao Yueyun didn't get up immediately as usual, feeling top-heavy, he was sore and tired, turned over, felt a little cold, pulled the quilt again, only felt that today's quilt was much smaller than before, he shrunk himself In a ball, no longer pay attention to others, decided to sleep for a while.

On the other hand, Fu Lang got up early on time, didn't bother Xiao Yueyun, went home, washed and changed his clothes.

At this time, the electricity in the community has been restored. Fu Lang checked the electricity meters of the next two houses and nodded with satisfaction.

However, Xiao Yueyun is a little slow today.

Fu Lang looked thoughtfully at the closed door of the master bedroom, waited for a while and saw that there was still no movement, and then couldn't help knocking on the door.

"Xiaoyun, are you awake?"

No one answered the door, and Fu Lang had a bad premonition. However, his previous rash experience in the hot spring made him a little scrupulous, so he couldn't help knocking on the door a few times vigorously, and raised the volume to call.

After a long time, a few uncomfortable murmurs came from inside the door. After hearing this, Fu Lang stopped hesitating, turned the handle of the door and stepped in.

I saw Xiao Yueyun pitifully curled up on the slightly messy bed, the quilt was covering him indiscriminately, his legs and chest were exposed to the air, the quilt was twisted to the extent that one could see that he had tried to pull too much Some fabric was wrapped around the upper body, but the quilt was folded in half and stacked together, and part of it was placed under his body. The area was reduced, and the angle was wrong and it was not neat enough. Only the corner was useful and barely covered him. It held the middle part of his body.

Xiao Yueyun was lying face to the outside, his straight and slender legs were like fine white porcelain, white and smooth, without the thick body hair of ordinary men at all, looking up, the neckline of the bathrobe on his chest was wide open , showing the small butterfly-shaped red birthmark on her shoulders, and the two sexy red spots on her chest looming...

When Fu Lang's nose became hot, he subconsciously covered it, quickly turned his gaze away, and took a few deep breaths. Although he had the same physical structure as a man, Fu Lang felt that the body on the bed was full of temptation, exuding a poppy-like attraction. It made him feel ashamed of prying eyes, and made him, who had always had excellent self-control, lose his composure.

Afraid to see something he shouldn't see again, Fu Lang squatted down, focusing his eyes on the twisted quilt, and finally adjusted it with difficulty, finally covering Xiao Yueyun's whole body.

During this period, Fu Lang's hand accidentally touched Xiao Yueyun's body, and suddenly he withdrew it like an electric shock.

No, the temperature just now...

Fu Lang quickly touched Xiao Yueyun's forehead and found that it was really hot.

Xiao Yueyun was no different from the young Xiao Yueyang, he had always had a good physique and stronger resistance, so it shouldn't be that serious.

Suppressing the pain and tension in his heart, Fu Lang reluctantly comforted himself, but the next moment his heart was pulled again: However, there seems to be another saying that people with better physiques will get more serious when they get sick. Sickness comes like a mountain, and goes away like silk.

Last night, just after taking a shower, Xiao Yueyun experienced a hot and dry interaction, and stayed in bed for a long time, sweating all over, and then fell asleep without changing clothes or drying her hair, and the quilt was not covered. What's more, Xiao Yueyun doesn't like to use the air conditioner. The window of the room is open at night, and the summer night wind in Yangcheng is a bit cool. With the alternation of cold and heat, coupled with Xiao Yueyun's mood swings, he accidentally catches a cold sickness.

Fu Lang used the most gentle voice in his life to call Xiao Yueyun beside the bed for a long time, but he saw that the other party only slightly opened his eyes and looked at him once, his eyes were so confused that he never focused, and then he continued to close his eyes and fell asleep, or fainted In the past, no more movement.

Seeing Xiao Yueyun's frown in pain, Fu Lang felt very distressed, and subconsciously wanted to lift the quilt and send him to the hospital, but when his eyes touched the almost naked body, Fu Lang immediately pulled him away. People are tightly wrapped with quilts, leaving no gaps.

This little ancestor almost killed himself.

Fu Lang rubbed his eyebrows, and decisively picked up his mobile phone to call his grandfather's health care doctor.

While waiting, Fu Lang fetched a thermometer, and after confirming Xiao Yueyun's temperature, his face became even more ugly.

First, he found a towel, dipped it in cold water and applied it to his forehead, and then Fu Lang struggled for a long time. Knowing that the doctor would be here soon, he gritted his teeth, and turned Xiao Yueyun out before taking a bath yesterday. He picked up the pajamas and underwear on the ground, and helped him put them on very quickly.

After tidying up everything, Fu Lang himself was already sweating profusely, and helped Xiao Yueyun cover the quilt again. Seeing that the other party seemed to sleep a little more comfortably after changing into clean and refreshing clothes after all the troubles, Fu Lang patted Xiao Yueyun reassuringly. Patting the quilt on his chest, Xiao Yueyun stretched out his hand subconsciously, gently held that big hand, and fell asleep again.

Those white hands weakly held his big bronze-colored hand, and it was obvious that he could break free with a little force, but Fu Lang froze completely, not daring to move easily.

Smiling wryly, Fu Lang stared at Xiao Yueyun's delicate and picturesque eyebrows with classical beauty, and thought: If this is an ancient girl with yellow flowers, what I have done today, I guess I will be pressured to marry him immediately.Marry him home early, lock him in his arms, and protect him firmly under his wings, so that he can't help but suffer a little bit of wind and rain.

Unfortunately, this place is not ancient after all.

Another year.

For the first time, Fu Lang doubted his self-control. He was alone for less than 24 hours, and he almost collapsed. Can he really endure it for a year?

After helping Xiao Yueyun change a wet towel with one hand again, the doorbell finally rang.Fu Lang had no choice but to gently break away from Xiao Yueyun's hand, and got up to open the door.

The health doctor examined the patient in detail, and from the moment he said he was going to give the beautiful boy a spanking injection, Fu Lang's face was so dark that it almost dripped water.

But after all, he still coaxed Xiao Yueyun, turned his body over, gently lifted the quilt, revealing his clean buttocks, and lowered the pajamas and underwear that he had just put on little by little.

"Okay, that's enough." Seeing that there was enough space between the waist and hips, the doctor obediently shouted to stop in time. He is not weak at all to be a health care doctor for the old chief.

When using a cotton swab dipped in medical alcohol to disinfect the boy's upper buttock muscles, Fu Lang's eyes were fixed on his movements, and the doctor almost trembled when he saw it.

If possible, the doctor would not have dared to touch that body at all. However, the moment the needle went in, the boy's body trembled reflexively, and he was about to fight back. Fu Lang immediately jumped onto the bed and hugged Xiao Yue tightly with both hands. Xiao Yueyun's upper body and his legs clamped Xiao Yueyun's lower body like iron clamps, restraining him so tightly that he couldn't move.

The doctor breathed a sigh of relief, and pushed the medicine in the needle tube with peace of mind.If the boy really moved around just now, the problem would be even more serious if the needle that entered the muscle hurt him. Fortunately, Fu Lang made a quick decision and was agile.

When injecting the medicine, the sleepy boy was humming uncomfortably from the swelling pain between his buttocks. Fu Lang stared at the doctor's movements with murderous eyes, and kept comforting him softly. The general performance of the fine score made the doctor very speechless.He is familiar with the Fu family, and this is the first time he knows that the notoriously cruel second young master of the Fu family has such a gentle side.

Who is this young man to him?Preventing himself from thinking in a more ambiguous direction, the doctor continued to work intently.

After leaving some oral medicine and giving a few more detailed instructions, the doctor clutched his frightened heart and left as if fleeing.

Fu Lang struggled to feed Xiao Yueyun the medicine, and seeing that the other person was still holding his hand, Fu Lang couldn't help but also lay down on the bed, and gently embraced the person with a slightly higher body temperature into his arms.

Xiao Yueyun obediently and consciously buried herself in this familiar embrace, wrapped her arms around that cool body, and continued to sleep.

Seeing that the person in his arms finally calmed down, Fu Lang breathed a sigh of relief.

This kid, only when he was sick would he expose his fragility so unreservedly.If I hadn't discovered it, who knows how much he would have endured in silence.

Fu Lang gently pulled the quilt over to help him cover it, patted Xiao Yueyun's back lightly, and changed a towel for him to cold compress with the other hand from time to time, until noon, Xiao Yueyun's fever finally subsided.

**

Xiao Yueyun woke up in a daze, the first thing he saw was the familiar ceiling and the decoration in the room, but in the next second, he felt something was wrong.

The breath of another person, the warm body beneath him, the thick arm resting on his head.

"woke up?"

Xiao Yueyun was startled by the sudden appearance of a voice close at hand, raised her head, and bumped into Fu Lang's concerned black eyes.

Xiao Yueyun's brain became muddy again, he vaguely remembered that he didn't wake up in the morning, and seemed to feel that there was always a familiar person beside him, but he only thought he was dreaming.

But unexpectedly, when he woke up, he and Fu Lang actually slept in the same bed!And hug each other so intimately!

No, last night he obviously slept alone, and Fu Lang wasn't in the living room?

Xiao Yueyun froze for a moment, looked down at the clothes on her body suddenly, pulled away in shock, pulled the quilt to wrap herself up, and stammered, "I...how about my clothes..."

Hearing this, a blush flashed across Fu Lang's bronze-colored face, and he stammered: "You have a fever, before the doctor came, I... changed your clothes for you, uh, you have already had injections and medicine, now How do you feel?"

Xiao Yueyun felt as if he had been struck by thunder after hearing the phrase "I changed your clothes for you", and he didn't listen to a single word Fu Lang said afterwards.

Seeing that Xiao Yueyun didn't respond to him, Fu Lang could only shut up sullenly, and the room was once again embarrassed.

After a long while, Xiao Yueyun finally recovered his voice: "You...you changed it?" Oh my god, I only wore a nightgown last night, right?Wouldn't that be... being seen all over! ?