What to do if your crush is the Earl

Back in the room, Martin let Xiao Sheng lie down on the bed.

When he coughed just now, he felt his cheeks were pale, and now he doesn't look very good.

The hot tea under the servant was brought over.Martin sat on the edge of the bed, stretched out his hand and handed over the tea: "Drink a little warm. Is the wind blowing?"

Xiao Sheng looked at him in a daze, but just shook his head.

Martin took the teaspoon, scooped up a little, and brought it to Xiao Sheng's mouth.

The teaspoon was originally used for blending sugar, but now it is used by Martin to feed tea, and there is no sense of disobedience.

Probably good-looking people do the right thing.

Xiao Sheng thought so in a daze.

In a daze, the fluffy blond hair has already been pasted.

Xiao Sheng held his breath and focused, watching those sparkling eyes approaching in front of him, the eyelashes were completely visible, and under the straight nose were bright red lips.

His heart beat definitely quickened.

However, Martin just touched his brow close to him, and left again.

"No fever."

"..."

"Take a good rest. Someone will bring the medicine later, remember to drink it."

"What about... sir?"

"I, go to the workshop."

"I want to be with you." Xiao Sheng's black eyes were very firm and clear.

"Wait until you recover." Martin coaxed.

Xiao Sheng didn't speak.But you could tell from those eyes that he was resisting.

Martin couldn't stand the silent resistance.

"Okay, okay, I've convinced you. There is a sofa in the working room, you can rest there." He took a step back.

Surprise filled Xiao Sheng's eyes: "Okay, sir."

Martin did go to work very seriously.

The main purpose of coming to Danz was originally to collect materials, but now that it is such a thrilling disaster, a lot of pen and ink can be spent.

The initial inspiration and thoughts were first written down on the scattered paper manuscripts. The handwriting was wild and wild, and probably only the owner could see it clearly.

Xiao Sheng was forced to lie on the sofa and watch from a distance.Under the warm yellow light, the man looked like he was meditating, sometimes frowning, sometimes showing off his face. There were countless micro-expressions on that handsome and gentle face, which he could slowly savor and appreciate bit by bit.

It's just that when the man finished his work, the black-haired man on the sofa was already asleep.

Waking up from a catastrophe, the energy is really bad.

Xiao Sheng who was asleep was very quiet, and his complexion was slightly better than in the afternoon.

Martin slowly lifted up the quilt covering him, thought for a while, and raised his knees and neck to gently hug him.

Xiao Sheng slept lightly and woke up soon.

He felt like he was in a dream, so he didn't speak, and gently hooked his hand on the man.

When he came to the bed and put it down, he felt a little real.

Martin saw that his eyes were open and was looking at him: "Woke you up?"

"No..." Xiao Sheng's voice was slightly hoarse, and after a while it recovered, "Have you finished your work?"

"Almost, that's it for today." Martin said.He was also a little sleepy.His posture gradually changed to sitting sideways on the edge of the bed, half-twisted to look at Xiao Sheng, "Go to sleep a little longer."

"Not sleepy." Xiao Sheng said, "Aren't you resting? I've been occupying your bed all the time, is it inconvenient for you?"

Martin paused again.

Under the lamplight, half of his lowered face was bright and half dark, showing a kind of chiseled handsomeness, but it also made people feel cold and unreasonable.

"Why are you always so cautious?" Martin asked suddenly.

Xiao Sheng's heart skipped a beat.I couldn't speak for a while.

However, Martin's blue eyes have been watching him quietly, as if he will not stop asking for an answer this time.

"I..." Xiao Sheng opened his mouth, but he still didn't know what to say. His eyes dodged, and his mood showed signs of instability.

Martin reached over and pinched his shoulder: "Look at me."

Xiao Sheng's dazed eyes finally focused slowly and fell on Martin again.

"Did I scare you?"

Xiao Sheng shook his head and hesitated again.

The atmosphere between the two is very strange, it seems that they have turned into two familiar strangers in vain, they have been together for a long time, but in fact no one knows what the other is thinking.Neither of them was honest with the other.It seems that those heart-to-heart sympathies and utter devotion in the past have all disappeared. At this moment, I will re-examine this relationship from the perspective of withdrawing and looking down.

Xiao Sheng was scared.

He was afraid that Martin would say something irreparable.

He would rather be wronged all the time, and everything is ambiguous, in exchange for the qualification to stay by his side.

Instead of making everything clear and clear, and putting it under the light and on the blazing fire, to test the authenticity of this relationship.

He was ashamed.

"I'm sorry." Martin actually apologized first, "I'm sorry." He said.

In Xiao Sheng's astonishment, Martin leaned over, hugged his back, and put his face on the man's shoulder: "It's me who is too perfectionist, I shouldn't ask too much of you... No, it was always me Not good enough. I don't deserve this from you, it's me..."

"Sir, sir, what are you talking about?" Xiao Sheng raised his arms and hugged the man's back in panic.

"It's me, I'm a floating corpse in hell, I was supposed to go down the river until I died again, but I met you instead." Muttering.

Xiao Sheng really suspected that the person in front of him drank a few glasses of wine and talked nonsense in his dreams, but no, the other person's body temperature was warm, his mind was clear, and he didn't smell of alcohol: "Sir, you..."

"I'm sorry, I'm not good enough." The voice was hoarse, almost confessing.

Xiao Sheng didn't know what happened, but,

"Don't say that." Xiao Sheng cried.

Martin seemed to be aware of it, he stood up slightly, and raised his hand to wipe the man's tears.

"Why are you crying?" He murmured softly, the movements of his hands were gentle and tender, almost making people fall into daydreams. ——The wings of the little bird fluttered flutteringly, and the web of the little spider swayed uncontrollably.

"Sir..." With tears in his eyes blurred, Xiao Sheng only remembered calling this name, and his voice was choked up.

Martin's kiss fell gently, blocking the sobs at the corner of his mouth.

"Don't cry."

"Ugh..."

"...I will feel bad.

……real. "

This night was a long night, and it was also a night when everything was almost turned upside down.

Xiao Sheng shouted that title until his voice was hoarse and his strength was exhausted.

The ruddy complexion that had been brought back with great difficulty seemed to have returned.

Martin was wrong.

No matter what, he will feel distressed.

Now I regretted whether I had tossed too much.

But both of them seemed to be greedy for this night, and when the sky was about to dawn, everything calmed down a little.

At night, the candles in the corner had already burned to the last faint light, and the faint sky light outside the window was not enough to fill the whole room.

Two or three hickeys fell on the collarbone exposed by Xiao Sheng's disheveled and wrinkled white clothes, his black hair was almost soaked in sweat and stuck to his forehead messily, but he still looked at the man beside him with lingering eyes.

Martin rested his chin lightly on Xiao Sheng's chest, and played with his hair with one hand.

"Does it hurt?"

"No." Xiao Sheng said.

"do not lie……"

"……A little."

"I'll let the doctor take a look." Martin was really worried about his body, and he regretted that he couldn't control it every second while doing it.

"Don't!" Xiao Sheng's face was really red in the dim candlelight. He prayed that the other party didn't notice, and gently took Martin's sleeve, "You...stay a little longer."

It's the same as saying "Stay with me a little longer."Martin lay down again contentedly, and looked at him with his pillow next to him:

"Go take a bath in a while."

"Hmm..." Xiao Sheng agreed, his face was already half sunk in the quilt, and his voice was muffled and weak.

Martin was surprised and asked, "Are you... shy?"

Xiao Sheng closed his eyes suddenly, and turned around in the next second, intending to turn his back on Martin.

"Don't..." Martin stopped him halfway, with a smile on his face, and said softly, "Let me hug you for a while."

Xiao Sheng didn't say a word, but he did lie in his arms and didn't move.

But it was so dear.

The light from the sky came in bit by bit, turning the gradually dimming light into a pinkish white.

The breathing, heartbeat, and body temperature of the other party are all within a millimeter. At this moment, both of them feel peaceful satisfaction and that illusory happiness that is within reach.

Martin gently pressed his lips against Xiao Sheng's neck, and said, "My Allah, my salvation."

It was a scripture-like foreign language. Xiao Sheng didn't understand what it meant, but his skin felt slightly hot when he touched it, and a kind of heat spread from there.

It was like the ultimate everything Wu Wu had wanted for years.