The person you like is my boyfriend

Yu Ziqing and Lu Fang returned to Aodong in the last few days of the end of the year.

Lu Fang's leg was still in plaster. According to the doctor's request, he should try to use a wheelchair as much as possible, but he was very concerned about his image in front of Yu Ziqing, and he refused to be pushed while sitting, so he barely used a crutch.

It was Liang Chuan who drove the two back from the airport. After getting out of the elevator, Lu Fang slowly followed Yu Ziqing with a cane on his back until the two reached the door of the house.

Lu Fang didn't intend to go up to press the password, Yu Ziqing looked back at him a little embarrassedly, and then stepped aside.

"Open the door," Lu Slowly said, "The password hasn't been changed."

Yu Ziqing was startled, and went forward to enter his birthday.

The door opened with a beep.

Yu Ziqing left here for nearly a year, but when he walked into the house again, he found that the room was very deserted.

It's as if no one ever lived there.

He cast a searching look at Lu Fang, but Lu Fang didn't speak, and bent down to get him slippers from the shoe cabinet.

——The same pair he used to have.

Everything in the room is as usual, and the small blanket that he often used on the sofa is well placed there.

The floor was clean and looked like it was cleaned regularly.

It wasn't until Yu Ziqing went to open the door of the refrigerator that he realized that it was empty.

"I'll ask someone to buy what I want to eat tomorrow," Lu Fang's voice came slowly from behind, "I basically haven't lived here this year."

Yu Ziqing turned back to look at him, and saw that his face was normal, and he couldn't see any emotion.

It took Yu Ziqing a long time to say "Mmm", and then he stretched out his hand and slowly closed the refrigerator door.

……

Before going to bed at night, Yu Ziqing dawdled in the living room, staring at the open door of the master bedroom in a daze, wondering if he should go in or not.

Lu Fang came out of the shower, wearing a white bathrobe, leaning against the door with only a single crutch and looking at him.

The man's hair was still wet, and he pulled it back, revealing a smooth and full forehead, his eyes were black, staring at Yu Ziqing not far away, and said, "How long do you want to dawdle? "

Yu Ziqing felt a little guilty when he was asked, went to the closet to get a change of clothes, and hurried to the bathroom.

On the cabinet in the bathroom, all the things he used to use were neatly placed, as well as the large and small body lotions he hoarded.

Yu Ziqing stood under the shower without moving for a long time, the warm water made his eyes sore.

When he came out after washing, Lu Fang was leaning on the bedside and looking at the pad in his hand seriously.

Hearing the sound of the door opening, Lu Fang looked up and temporarily put down the pad in his hand.

Yu Ziqing vaguely saw the complicated chart above.

He stood in front of the bed a little hesitantly, and just as he hesitated to say "I", Lu Fang took the lead.

"Blow dry your hair and come to sleep."

Lu Fang gave orders blankly, then picked up the pad again and stopped looking at him.

Yu Ziqing was startled, and then responded in a low voice.

When he finished drying his hair and carefully lay down on the bed, Lu Fang was still reading the reports.

He was lying on his side with his eyes closed and his back facing Landing, his heart was beating so fast that it seemed to jump out of his chest.

After a while, he vaguely heard the sound of Lu Fang placing the pad on the table.

But there was no other sound after that.

Yu Ziqing lay there stiffly, motionless, as if his heart was hanging on the edge of a cliff.

He didn't know if Lu Fang was looking at him, but he felt like a light was on his back.

In his mind, he wondered randomly whether he had turned dark these days, whether the color of this pajamas was good-looking, whether the posture he was lying on his side was too rigid, and other messy things.

He stood there tensed for nearly a minute before he heard a soft "snap", and then the surrounding environment fell into darkness.

The dark space gave people a full sense of security, and Yu Ziqing's tension dissipated in an instant.

He suddenly relaxed his body, and he also breathed a sigh of relief silently.

He was just about to change his posture a little bit, but he suddenly felt a heat behind him——

Yu Ziqing suddenly tensed up again.

——Lu Fang hugged him from behind.

He felt Lu put it on the back of his neck and rubbed it hard, and then kissed him a few more times.

His body was tightly embedded on his back, without a single gap in between, and he could even feel the blood surging under Lu Fang's body.

Yu Ziqing's body trembled involuntarily.

Even his breathing became short of breath, but he didn't break free, and Lu Fang didn't let go either.

After a long time, he heard Lu Fang say to him, "Go to sleep."

Yu Ziqing forced himself to close his eyes, but he still couldn't help his beating heart.

He didn't speak, but his face became hot in the dark night.

This is the first time.

Yu Ziqing thought silently: This is the first night they slept together in the same bed after they got together again.

……

The next morning, Yu Ziqing developed some symptoms of fever.

He buried his head in the pillow with a blushing face, and the exposed ankles and a small section of calf under the pajama pants were also slightly pink, and his whole body looked like a ripe peach.

Lu Fang's expression was ugly, and he sat on the other side of the bed, feeling at a loss for a moment.

Obviously, in the report Liang sent to him two months ago, the doctor had already made a diagnosis: Yu Ziqing's ptsd symptoms had basically recovered.

But judging from his performance at the moment, it was obviously not the case.

Lu Fang stretched out his hand to pull up the quilt for him, grabbed his hair irritably, and said in a somewhat dejected tone, "Rest well, I'll go to the guest room tonight."

After he finished speaking, he was about to get out of bed, but just as he moved a step, Yu Ziqing suddenly lifted the quilt and rushed forward to hug his waist.

Lu Fang paused, looked down at him, and saw Yu Ziqing looking up at him.

His cheeks were very red, and his eyes were a little out of focus, as if he was drunk.

He also seemed a little embarrassed, but seeing Lu Fang frown slightly and refused to let go, he still whispered "No" after a long while.

Lu Fang didn't understand, so he wanted to increase the distance between the two of them, but Yu Ziqing hugged him tightly again in a panic and said, "It's not what you think..."

Yu Ziqing's scorching breath hit Lu Fang's waist and abdomen. As if he didn't dare to look at him, he slowly buried his head in the man's nightgown, and said in a muffled voice after he had done enough mental training: " I may be fine, but it's not what you think..."

"I'm... so nervous."

Lu Fang was taken aback.

Then he had a quick thought, stretched out his hand and pinched the back of Yu Ziqing's neck to open the distance between the two of them, then bent down and stared at each other.

"What do you mean? Explain clearly."

The eyelashes on Yu Ziqing's hot face trembled slightly.

As if he was afraid that Lu Fang would not believe it, he explained again incoherently and confusedly: "The doctor said that any emotion may cause fever symptoms... But I'm getting better soon, I'm really getting better, I haven't had a fever for a long time. That's it... Maybe... It will take a little time... But it's really not because I think about anything bad in the past."

"Just because of... nervousness."

At the end, Yu Ziqing's voice was a little dry.

"Are you nervous because of me?"

Lu Fang held his face and keenly grasped the point that made his heart beat.

"……Um."

"Why nervous?"

Lu Fang stared at him to get to the bottom of it.

But Yu Ziqing didn't answer.

Lu Fang's hand slid down and grabbed Yu Ziqing's waist. He hugged the person and pushed him backwards on the bed, pressing him into the soft bedding.

He leaned against Yu Ziqing's face and looked into his eyes.

After a while, he leaned close to Yu Ziqing's ear, lowered his voice, and blew into Yu Ziqing's ear with hot breath, "I didn't feel nervous talking to me in the ward that day, why are you nervous when you sleep? .”

Yu Ziqing's cheeks flushed red from Lu Fang's blunt words, he stretched out his hands to cover his face in embarrassment, and remained silent for a while.

Lu Xin's head twitched wildly and was barely suppressed by him.

Lu Fang propped his arms on both sides of his head, looked down at him and said, "I want to kiss you,"

Then he lowered his head again and asked bewitchingly, "Is it okay?"

Yu Ziqing covered his face with his hands and panted slightly, his chest obviously began to rise and fall.

Yu Ziqing was ashamed and angry, and he knew better than anyone else that Lu Fang was a person who would ask your opinion every time he kissed you, but he just wanted to torture him.

But Lu Fang seemed to be very useful to him like this, and Yu Ziqing didn't answer, so he just stood there for a long time and really didn't move.

When Yu Ziqing was so nervous that his shoulders began to shake, he suddenly felt dark in front of his eyes. Accompanied by the sharp rise in temperature, he immediately realized that Lu Fang pulled the quilt over to cover the two of them.

The next second, Lu Fang took off Yu Ziqing's hand covering his face, squeezed his chin and kissed him vigorously.

It was dark under the quilt, with no light at all.

All of a sudden, it seemed that all the senses were magnified countless times, and every movement that Lu Fang entangled with his lips and tongue seemed to be deeply traced.

Lu Fang kissed him lightly and sometimes hard, and while his brain was blank, he gently sucked|sucked his earlobe, and asked him whether he liked to kiss him lightly or hard.

Yu Ziqing didn't answer, so he tortured the soft and sensitive earlobe even harder.

Lu Fang's fingers lightly stroked Yu Ziqing's lips, and Yu Ziqing let out a rising tone of "woo woo".

Yu Ziqing finally had no choice but to reply, "I want to kiss gently".

Lu Fang got the order, and immediately held the person's face and stuck it on it.

His movements were indeed gentle, but they were too skillful, hooking the tip of Yu Ziqing's tongue in circles.

Yu Ziqing was made to tremble with his movements, and Lu Fang pressed his waist and asked, "Is it so good to kiss lightly?"

The churning enthusiasm in Yu Ziqing's chest finally reached the critical value, he suddenly relaxed, and finally completely let go of all shame.

"Don't torture me..."

He grasped the front of Lu Fang's nightgown nervously with both hands, a tear was forced out of the corner of his eye, he gasped heavily, like a drowning person.

Lu Fang directly lowered his head, blocked his mouth and kissed him deeply, and said with a smile: "It seems that the baby still likes to push harder."

He pinched the back of Yu Ziqing's neck and kissed him with all his strength, Yu Ziqing almost turned into a puddle of water.

The stuffy air around seemed to make him lose his ability to breathe. He could only rely on instinct to cling to Lu Fang's neck and get a little bit of oxygen from him to survive.

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