I dreamed about that bastard scumming me!

The kitchen is a pastoral style with white background and turquoise decoration. It is very clean. The beige floor reflects two men hugging each other.

The two men were thin and tall, and the man standing in front of him who was cooking was taller, with messy black hair and bangs hanging down casually, slightly covering his eyes.He lowered his head, there was a faint smile on the corner of his lips, but there was helplessness in his voice: "I'm cooking."

The man behind him was wearing home clothes with beige cartoon patterns, his hands were around his waist, his mouth was slightly raised, and he deliberately dragged out his voice: "I don't want it——"

She tiptoed lightly again, and sneaked up to kiss the ear of the man in front of her.

The ears of the man in front gradually turned red, and the ink in his eyes became darker and darker. Finally, he turned off the fire, turned around and hugged him in his arms, and kissed his lips.

It's a deep kiss.

Lin Sen even heard the sound of lips and tongues intertwined.

It's been a long night.

The room was still gray, Lin Sen took the phone and looked at it, it was only after three o'clock in the morning.

But he couldn't sleep anymore, his stomach was unbearably hungry, he turned his head to look at the person on the other side of the bed.The other party slept much more honestly than him, lying flat in a standard posture, with his hands outside the quilt, and a peaceful expression.

It's just that the appearance of the man in the dream made Lin Sen very depressed, and he couldn't help cursing: "Damn it!"

He lifted the quilt and got out of bed, and walked out of the room with his mobile phone. Because he was afraid of disturbing his family's sleep, he didn't turn on the light. Instead, he turned on the flashlight that came with the mobile phone and went downstairs by light.

No one lived on the first floor, so he went over to turn on the lights in the dining room.

He opened the refrigerator and found that besides uncooked food such as vegetables and eggs, there was also a bowl of noodles.

Lin Sen took out the noodles and put them in the microwave to heat up.

While sitting at the dining table waiting, the little memory of tonight came back, and I remembered that Qu Chen probably cooked that side.

Even so, at this moment Lin Sen was not moved in the slightest.

He was still immersed in that dream, and there was only one thought in his mind - it's over!

If the previous yellow=violent dreams can be understood as hormones, which have not been relieved for a long time, why the object of the dream is a man can also be reluctantly used "I have met too many men but I still like women" Such words to comfort myself.

But tonight is different, tonight's dream does not have the beauty of fruit, only the warm daily life.

However, for Lin Sen, Huang=violence is not scary, but everyday life is scary.

If you do a survey, one hundred and one out of a hundred men have had sex=dreams.When Lin Sen reached adolescence, he would still have dreams of this kind, but before this time, the objects in his dreams were all women. Even if he recently became a man, the theme of the dreams remained the same. That's all.

But everyday is different.

A man dreams about his daily life with a woman, which basically means that he loves this woman so much that he wants to spend his life with her.

"Ding--"

The sound of the microwave interrupted Lin Sen's thinking. Lin Sen took a pair of chopsticks and washed them, took out the noodles, sat down at the dining table, took a bite, and shivered.

"I definitely don't want to spend my whole life with him!" Lin Sen said to himself, finishing his noodles quickly.

I just finished eating, but refused to go up, so I sat on the sofa, covered myself with a blanket, turned on the TV, and the sound jumped to 1.

This sleep finally dawned.

When Chen Feng went downstairs and saw her youngest son lying on the sofa, she was startled: "Why are you sleeping here?"

Her voice was quite loud, Lin Sen woke up immediately, opened his eyes and saw his mother, wanted to speak but a stream of snot came out of his mouth first.

"Oh, why did you come down after sleeping well in the room? How can a blanket keep out the cold in such a cold day? Go back to the room and lie down for a while," Chen Feng said, touching Lin Sen's head, "You still have a little fever, no, you have to Take some medicine, if the fever persists later, you will have to get an injection."

"Mom, I'm fine, just drink some hot water." Lin Sen's words were not convincing at all. He was dizzy from the burn at the moment, half lying on the sofa and still a little weak all over, his voice was Very hoarse.

"It's all right," Chen Feng glared at him, "How old you are, you still need to worry about it!"

Lin Sen was helpless and was chased upstairs.

It's just that he really didn't want to go back to the room, nor did he want to see Qu Chen.

He didn't take those dreams seriously before. Although they grew up together, he and Qu Chen didn't get along much after they met, and he didn't dream often, just occasionally.

Because of the infrequent times and the deliberate neglect, Qu Chen's attitude was very natural when he saw him at home.

It's just that since Qu Chen came to his home, Lin Sen has been having dreams for two consecutive days, each dream is more unusual than the last, and seeing Qu Chen from time to time, when facing him, Lin Sen really has some unspeakable feelings in his heart.

Lin Sen had a feeling that going on like this would be dangerous.

He only returned to the set tomorrow, and Qu Chen was also on the plane tomorrow night. Lin Sen felt a little unbearable when he thought that they would spend another day together, more than 24 hours.

Standing at the door hesitating.

Lin Sen's pajamas were very thin, and he was running a fever. Although his head was hot, he always felt cold and shivering all over his body.

He shrugged his shoulders and hugged his hands together, holding one hand on the doorknob, and couldn't help but look at the door of Lin Yu's room, thinking about the possibility of going to Lin Yu's room to sleep.

But Lin Yu is a clean freak and has a desire to control his own things. He has always disliked other people entering his own room, even if his aunt at home came in to help him clean the room.

When Lin Sen was in school, like most boys, he didn't pay attention to hygiene. In winter, Lin Yu often forced him to take a bath. He washed his hands and disinfected them before meals, which was extremely painful.After becoming an actor, Lin Sen paid a lot of attention to his personal hygiene. Even in winter, he had to take a bath every day, and Lin Yu seldom told him anything when he returned home.

Because of this, for a long time, Lin Sen felt that with Lin Yu's personality, he would die alone forever.

But he didn't expect that someone would want him. Thinking about himself again, Lin Sen only felt that God was unfair.

While Lin Sen was sighing, the door was opened.

Qu Chen had already washed up, his clothes were neatly dressed, his hair was fixed with pomade, exposing his forehead, looking very energetic.

Seeing Lin Sen, he was a little surprised: "Why are you standing outside?"

"Oh, I woke up hungry in the middle of the night, went down to look for food, and fell asleep in the living room when I was full," Lin Sen said with his head down, a little flustered, and at the end, he couldn't help coughing twice.

"You have a cold?" Qu Chen frowned, stretched out his hand to grab Lin Sen's arm, the tentacles were cold, and his brows frowned even tighter.

Lin Sen was caught off guard by Qu Chen and pulled into the room, his footsteps were a little unsteady: "I'm fine..."

Before he finished speaking, Qu Chen stuffed him into the quilt, and Qu Chen closed the quilt to wrap him tightly, and turned on the air conditioner in the room.

"I'll ask my aunt if she has any medicine."

After speaking, he went downstairs without even looking at Lin Sen.

As soon as he went out, Chen Feng came up with medicine and hot water. He walked up and took the things in Chen Feng's hands: "Is it for Xiaomori? Auntie, I'll just take it in."

"Hey, that's fine, we must let him eat, and then sleep for a while," Chen Feng handed him the medicine, "If the fever has not subsided at noon, I will take him to get an injection, but he can't help it."

"Okay," Qu Chen nodded, turned and went back to the room.

Lin Sen saw that he came back in a blink of an eye, still holding the medicine in his hand, his expression was a little bad, and his tone was stiff: "I don't want to take it!"

"You have a cold." Qu Chen sat by the bed, put the cup on the bedside table, looked at Lin Sen with deep eyes, "You eat it yourself or I feed you."

"Feed with your mouth?" Lin Sen asked reflexively, and felt something was wrong when he asked. Looking at Qu Chen, he always felt that there was something wrong with the way he looked at him. He panicked, grabbed the medicine and put it all in his mouth. stuffed.

Chen Feng prepared anti-inflammatory medicine and cold medicine, several pills, Lin Sen stuffed them all into his mouth, without any precautions, he got stuck all of a sudden.He was half lying on the side of the bed, beating his chest and coughing, his face was flushed, there was a pill that was not wrapped in a capsule, it was a bit bitter, it melted in his throat, and the bitter taste spread, making Lin Sen even more uncomfortable.

Qu Chen reacted quickly, patting Lin Sen's back lightly with one hand, and holding a water glass to Lin Sen's lips with the other: "Quick, drink some water."

The temperature of the water glass was just right, neither too hot nor too cold. Lin Sen coughed and drank a big mouthful of water before swallowing the pill, but his mouth was still bitter and uncomfortable.He drank a few more sips, finished the water, turned over and lay down, looking at Qu Chen unkindly.

In fact, he was the only one who felt that his eyes were not good.

At this time, his face was crimson, his eyes were moist, and there were tears in the corners of his eyes. There was no fierceness in his eyes, but they were very attractive.

Qu Chen swallowed, and his voice was dry: "How is it? Are you still uncomfortable?"

"Bitter..." Lin Sen complained, "You and I are definitely not compatible!"

Since they met again, he hasn't had a smooth life in the past few months. Today, he almost choked to death even taking medicine, and he directly ignored that it was also the past few months that he became popular.

Hearing this, Qu Chen raised his eyebrows: "Oh? I haven't calculated our horoscopes."

Lin Sen's eyes widened, he couldn't believe that Qu Chen would say such a thing.

Qu Chen brushed Lin Sen's eyes with his hand: "Go to sleep!"

As soon as his hand was gone, Lin Sen opened his eyes, looked at him sideways, and said strangely, "I haven't eaten breakfast yet!"

People are going to starve to death, where can they sleep.

"Go to bed first, I'll call you when breakfast is ready."

"I'd be a pig if I could still sleep," Lin Sen said again. Although his head was dizzy, he really didn't even feel sleepy now.

"Okay, then I won't sleep," Qu Chen said still in a good temper.

Lin Sen squinted at him.

Qu Chen's appearance is very good, three courts and five eyes, handsome eyebrows, very standard appearance, fierce when his face is expressionless, and gentle when he smiles, he seems to be very close, but he rejects others thousands of miles away .

Not to mention the social status, just this face is enough to attract bees and butterflies.

The more he watched, the more unhappy he became, Lin Sen turned over and said in a bad tone, "Go out!"

"Ok?"

Lin Sen turned back again and wanted to say, "You don't understand what I'm saying," but he held back when he got to the point of his mouth: "I can't sleep with you here."

The corners of Qu Chen's mouth were tense, but his expression was still calm: "Then I'm going downstairs, and I'll call you when breakfast is ready."