The slag of quick time travel is difficult to attack

He Zihuan pulled Shen Che to sit on the sofa in the living room, leaned back casually, put his right hand on the back of the sofa, and rubbed Shen Che's waist with his left hand, "Which one should we do first?"

Shen Che was half embraced by the man, and He Zihuan's hot breath sprayed against his ears. His ears were red, and he didn't have the intention to play. He hurriedly moved away from him and sat at the end of the sofa. He gave the man a non-threatening look, and stopped. He Zihuan moved to the left, "That's right."

He Zihuan chuckled, shrugged, and leaned lazily on the sofa, "Okay, let's get started."

Shen Che took a deep breath, adjusted his emotions and spoke his lines.He Zihuan didn't even read the script, and spit out the lines casually, word for word, with vivid expressions and tone, and a little more calm in the rehearsal, he is really a natural actor.

It's just that the black eyes stared at Shen Che without moving away for a second, and the affection in the eyes was so deep that anyone with eyes could see it, which made Shen Che's heart palpitate endlessly.

The first two games were fine, but in the third game, Chen Ba died first, Prince Chen Chang was still held hostage in Northern Zhou, and Empress Xuan wanted Chen Qian to succeed him.Chen Qian had many concerns and refused many times, but Han Zigao knew he didn't like it and still spoke out.

Shen Che raised his eyes, his expression was serious, his eyes were hard and oppressive, "My lord, the world is uncertain now, there are powerful enemies outside, and there are no important ministers to assist, so there is no time to hesitate..."

He Zihuan admired his lover's acting skills with a smile, no matter how he looked at it, he liked it, Shen Che met the tender black eyes, he hesitated, and couldn't continue.

He helplessly frowned and complained, which sounded more like coquetry, "The two of you had an argument in this scene, and swords were on the verge of breaking out. If you look at me like this, I..." The words 'can't continue' were left behind, Shen Che's cheeks were slightly red, Annoyed both the man and himself for not being able to do so.

The smile in He Zihuan's eyes deepened, and he said, "I'm sorry, I will probably only look at you like this from now on." He paused, remembered something, and joked: "It's no wonder actors and couples seldom appear in the same work." , it turns out that it will really limit the way to play."

Shen Che was already shy, but when he heard the word "husband and wife", his face blushed instantly, and he pursed his lips tightly, unable to speak.

He Zihuan moved over and hugged him, sighed contentedly, "You've prepared well, your expression is in place, there's nothing wrong with it. Rest early to recharge your spirits, it's late."

Shen Che glanced at his watch, and it was indeed approaching twelve o'clock.He nodded, "Then I'll go back..." Just as he was about to get up, he was hugged tightly by the man and couldn't move.

He Zihuan kissed his little red ears, and whispered in his ear, "Sleep here tonight."

The heat made Shen Che shrink his neck sensitively, then his pupils dilated, his heart beat faster, and his whole body became hot, "I, I..." He turned his head to look at the man, blushing and speechless, his eyes blinked non-stop, and He Zihuan looked at him The itching was so unbearable that I wished I could tear people apart and swallow them right away.

He Zihuan took a deep breath, comforting himself that the future will be long, he has been abstinent for almost a year, and this time is not far behind.It was the first time for Shen Che, he was willing to give his lover enough time to prepare mentally.

Besides, the longer it is brewed, the tastier it will be when eaten.

If Shen Che knew about his "sex life" in the future, he might regret not "feeding" men earlier.

He Zihuan laughed softly: "I just don't want to leave you, I want to sleep on the same bed, purely to sleep." He joked, "Blushing like this, what do you think you want to do?"

"I! No!" Shen Che retorted immediately, but tried to hide it.He stared at the snickering man, and his swollen appearance provoked He Zihuan to "pop" the red lips that seduced him a few times, then he hugged his lover and put him down at the bathroom door, "You wash first, okay?"

He Zihuan's movements were sharp, but his expression was gentle, without the slightest hint of oppression. If Shen Che said he wanted to leave, the man would definitely not have any objections.But in fact, Shen Che was also reluctant to leave the man. Thinking of Lei Yuye's strong and warm embrace that night, he smiled and nodded, and closed the door.

Both of them have already washed, and they only need to simply wash their faces and hands.

When He Zihuan entered the bedroom, Shen Che was sitting on the edge of Hstens' Kingsize bed in his pajamas, and his heart was pounding when he met the man's gaze.

He Zihuan smiled but said nothing, got on the bed from the other side, and signaled Shen Che to lie down with his eyes, "I turned off the light."

"it is good."

The room fell into darkness for an instant, Shen Che turned his head to look at the man, and fell into a strong and warm embrace in the next second.He held his breath for a moment, with a domineering big hand on his waist, and the man rubbed against the tip of his nose, so close.

He Zihuan pressed the back of Shen Che's neck and kissed his red lips, pried open his white teeth and broke into his mouth to tease his little tongue, seduced his lover to kiss him back, clamped him between his legs, and caressed Shen Che's back and waist with his other hand.

The kiss was not intense but extremely lingering. The two were immersed in love, their lust and temperature gradually rose, and He Zihuan finally pulled away slightly before his sanity collapsed.The breath is intertwined and the atmosphere is beautiful.

Shen Che was still in the sea of ​​desire, and unconsciously leaned close to the man and dawdled lightly. After regaining his senses, he tensed up instantly, and was too ashamed to look directly at him.

He Zihuan gritted his teeth and suppressed his lust, while secretly scolding himself for asking for trouble, while letting Shen Che lean on his chest, hugged him intimately, kissed his lover's forehead, and said hoarsely: "Sleep, um ?”

Shen Che's whole body was warm, and he snuggled into his chest with an "um" sound, wrapped his left hand around the man's strong waist, and closed his eyes securely and contentedly.He Zihuan stroked his lover's temples rhythmically, and kissed his forehead from time to time.Shen Che's mood fluctuated greatly today, he was already exhausted, and soon fell into a deep sleep.

A beauty is in his arms but he wants to sit still, Shen Che's thighs still touch his little brother from time to time, He Zihuan gritted his teeth and recalled the "shocking" quarterly reports of various subsidiaries, while hugging people and refused to let go, the avatar has never completely softened, Gradually fall asleep under the painful and sweet torment.

It was a good night's dream. When He Zihuan opened his eyes, it would be light. It was just a few minutes after six o'clock. His biological clock was always on time, and he woke up at 06:30 every day when his schedule was normal.

But today, it seems that the temperature in his arms is too warm, and the sound of breathing is a bit louder.At a glance, he saw that there was sweat on Shen Che's forehead, his fair skin was flushed, his nose was blocked, his mouth was slightly open, and he was sleeping very deeply.

He Zihuan frowned and tried the temperature of his lover's forehead, it was really hot, it looked like he had a fever.He carefully raised Shen Che's head and put it on the pillow. Shen Che let out an uncomfortable sigh. He Zihuan was so distressed that he immediately hugged him in his arms and coaxed him softly, "It's okay, just sleep for a while, and I won't feel uncomfortable soon." ..."

After comforting Shen Che and covering him with a tight quilt, He Zihuan went to the living room and dialed Cheng Yufei's phone, and said in a deep voice, "Let the central hospital send someone over. He has a fever of about 38 degrees." The bathroom soaked the towel with warm water, and carefully wiped Shen Che's sweat, trying not to wake him up.

Cheng Yufei lived in the room on the other side of He Zihuan. When he received the call, he thought Brother Huan was ill. After notifying the dean, he immediately used the spare room card to enter the suite, and searched all the way to the bedroom, "Brother Huan? Brother Huan? What do you... "He Zihuan shot over with a sharp look, Cheng Yufei fell silent for a moment, and only when he saw the person on the bed clearly did he understand what was going on.

He Zihuan put a cold towel on Shen Che's forehead, and signaled Cheng Yufei to go to the living room to talk. The sound insulation of the Crown Hotel's suite is excellent, so it won't wake Shen Che up.

Before the man could open his mouth, Cheng Yufei shook his head at him with the expression of an old driver, and pointed accusing eyes, "I said Brother Huan, although I know you have been dissatisfied with desires for a long time, but this is the first time for Young Master Shen, please be gentle, be firm." Get people into trouble..." The next words were automatically swallowed by He Zihuan's gloomy face and cold gaze.

Cheng Yufei swallowed, "Could it be that you didn't do it last night?"

He Zihuan raised the corners of his mouth with a half-smile, shrugged his shoulders, with an expression of "you continue to talk".

Cheng Yufei's hands were sweating coldly, and his "hehe" sneer seemed stiff no matter how you looked at it.

He Zihuan didn't have time to pay attention to him, and said in a deep voice, "Let Li Shi'an bring Shen Che's change of clothes and tell Director Zhang that today's shooting is cancelled." He was full of Shen Che, and walked back to the bedroom quickly after speaking.Cheng Yufei sighed and did things quickly.

Shen Che just woke up, his head was dizzy due to the fever, and he propped up his upper body in a daze.He Zihuan immediately stepped forward to help him up, padded the pillows so that he could lean on the bed comfortably, and fed the warm water prepared on the side to his lover's mouth, very thoughtful.

Shen Che absorbed water instinctively, sniffed his nose, finally turned his head, and said in a hoarse voice, "I have a cold?"

He Zihuan nodded, brushing away the broken hair in front of his eyes in distress, "I still have a fever."

Shen Che sighed annoyedly, and pulled a pale smile at the man, "It's okay, colds are very common in changing seasons, and you'll be fine after taking the medicine for a few days." As he spoke, he glanced at the clock, his pupils dilated, and hurriedly got out of bed, "I should be late..."

"Today's filming is cancelled." He Zihuan frowned and pressed him on the bed, and said coldly, "The doctor will be here soon, you are not allowed to go anywhere, take a good rest."

"I'm fine, no..." The man's unquestionable gaze blocked the rest of his words, Shen Che saw that there was no room for maneuver, so he could only nod in response.

He blinked, knowing that his lover loved him, stretched out his index finger to hook the other's right thumb and shook it slightly, smiling coquettishly: "Don't worry, I'm fine."

He Zihuan was noncommittal, but there was a knock on the door. He took the pajamas from Li Shi'an and closed the door, not to mention wiping Shen Che's body and changing into dry clothes.

"I'll do it myself, don't you! I can do it!" Shen Che's blushing cheeks became even redder, and he hurriedly tried to hold down the man's hand, but he couldn't help himself, and He Zihuan became determined again, and he was picked up after three slaps. It's clean, not even...underpants left.

Fortunately, considering that he had a fever, He Zihuan had no other thoughts at all, so he quickly wiped off the cold sweat and put on new clothes.It's just that when he saw the long scar on Shen Che's abdomen, he froze, his eyes darkened, and his movements became lighter.

Shen Che was almost familiar with it, he gave up on himself and closed his eyes tightly like an ostrich, letting the other party manipulate him.He felt that he had a fever not because of a cold, but because of shame.

After the end, Shen Che still closed his eyes and dared not meet the man's gaze, He Zihuan finally relaxed, chuckled, leaned over and kissed the red lips.

Shen Che suddenly opened his eyes, ignoring his embarrassment, and immediately resisted the man who was about to approach him again, worrying in his words, "It will be contagious!"

He Zihuan raised his eyebrows nonchalantly, and pulled Shen Che's hand down, "I kissed so many times yesterday, it's already contagious." Regardless of Shen Che's avoidance, he accurately bit his soft lips, and slipped into his mouth when the other party spoke. Sweep around and swallow your lover's body fluid.

Shen Che stared at the man anxiously and angrily, and was about to speak when there was a knock on the door.

"Please come in."

A large number of doctors and nurses came in one after another, not looking like they had a fever at all, and even brought many instruments to check, test blood and treat Shen Che on the spot.

After a period of turmoil, Shen Che was hoisted into the water. The dean complained wildly in his heart, but his face was extremely solemn, "Don't worry, President He, Mr. Shen just has a fever caused by a cold, and the fever will subside soon after the injection."

"Mr. Shen was injured not long ago, his immunity was weak, and he didn't have enough rest in the past few days, he was under a lot of mental stress, and his mood fluctuated. That's why he got the flu. It's not a serious problem."

"Are you sure it's not a wound infection?"

"Please rest assured that Mr. Shen's wound is healing well and there is no sign of infection."

He Zihuan's only doubt dissipated, and he finally felt relieved, "That's good, I'll trouble you."

"Mr. He, it should be."

Everyone left, leaving only a doctor and a nurse at the hotel, and there were two people in the room again.

Shen Che held the man's hand, smiled helplessly to comfort him, "Look, it's okay, you made a fuss out of a molehill."

He Zihuan felt pity and guilt, but in the final analysis it was all because of himself.

He caressed his lover's tired cheeks, and his words were true, "Even if you have a cold, it is a priority for me, and it is a bigger matter than others."