I became my brother's cloud baby

The lips and teeth of the two touched each other, the sudden kiss raged like a storm, the faint fragrance of pear blossom rubbed between the lips, and the enchanted man was upset.

Wu Zhi's force was a little fierce, and Ren Yanxing was out of breath, and when he looked again, Ren Yanxing's fair face was already stained with a blush.

The other party seemed to be kissing for the first time, and the movement was very green, Wu Zhi made a little more force, and he dodged back uncomfortably.

The two came and went again and again, and I don't know how long they kissed.

When the lips were parted, the soft panting sound lingered in the ears, and Wuzhi's legs were no longer itchy.

Only then did he react from the blur.

He actually kissed Ren Yanxing...

Under the moonlight, Ren Yanxing's lips became even more alluring because of the bitten skin.

There was still a faint fragrance of pear blossoms on her lips, and she stared at Ren Yanxing intently.

Just now...he didn't push himself away.

She even let herself press him against the wall and kiss him roughly.

This made him more sure of his inner thoughts, the two of them... definitely have some dirty relationship.

Under the moonlight, the distance between their faces was only a few millimeters, Ren Yanxing pushed him away as if waking up from a dream: "What are you doing?"

Wu Zhi lazily raised his eyelids, and said maliciously: "What's the matter, Your Majesty? Then why didn't you resist just now?"

Ren Yanxing seemed to be hit by what he said, suddenly startled, he turned around and left: "This is not an example."

Looking at the back of Ren Yanxing going away, Wu Zhi touched his lips subconsciously.

The feeling just now was a bit familiar.

Maybe he was wrong?

Wuzhi was still asleep in the morning when he was awakened by a loud noise.

He subconsciously raised his eyelids, and saw a few people panicking towards the outer courtyard in a daze.

He lazily asked, "What happened?"

"I heard that His Majesty caught the wind and cold yesterday, and now the whole house is busy with this matter!"

Wuzhi suddenly woke up: "Did you get a cold?"

He almost forgot that the dog emperor was weak, and yesterday he hugged and kissed someone in the cold wind for a while, fearing that he might catch a cold.

He sat up from the bed and washed in the room for a while.

At the same time, his brain didn't forget to work.

At this time, the dog emperor was extremely weak, if he took the opportunity to kill him, and then cleaned up the funeral, everyone would think that he died of illness.

He thought for a while, then stopped the boy who brought the medicine: "I'll deliver it to His Majesty."

The servant didn't doubt him, and handed him the medicine.

Following the guidance of the servant, Wu Zhi came to the door of Ren Yanxing's room.

The door of the room was half open, and a few servants and the imperial physician knelt at the door and dared not go in. I don't know if it was because they were really sick or because Ren Yan refused to let them in.

Wu Zhi walked in with the medicine in hand, inside was still the pear blossom fragrance he often smelled, very light and sweet, refreshing.

He saw Ren Yanxing lying on the bed at a glance.

The person behind the curtain was faintly visible, only a white hand hanging outside the curtain was revealed. That hand was slender and weak, and it could be seen that it was a wrist that an adult man should have, but it felt as if it would break when pinched.

Wu Zhi carefully put down the medicine bowl, and called in: "Your Majesty?"

The person inside the curtain didn't respond to him, so he stretched out his hand to lift the curtain.

He saw Ren Yanxing lying on the bed, his face was pale, his brows were slightly wrinkled, his lips had lost their color, not as rosy as usual, only pale.

Wuzhi's heart tightened suddenly.

The eyelashes of the person in front of him trembled slightly, and he looked very fragile. Even if someone wanted to pinch his neck, it would be a breeze.

Wuzhi suddenly didn't want to do this.

It seemed that there was a voice in his head telling him: Don't do this.

He stepped forward to help him up: "Drink the medicine."

Hearing his voice, Ren Yanxing struggled to open his eyes: "Why are you here...?"

Wuzhi didn't answer him, just brought the medicine in front of him, and blew gently: "Drink the medicine."

Not knowing if it was because he really lacked strength, he reached out to take the medicine and drank it obediently.

The medicine was obviously very bitter, when Wu Zhi brought it to him, he could smell the bitterness coming from the medicine, but the boy kept telling him something, such as good medicine tastes bitter.

Ren Yanxing drank it in one gulp, but finally couldn't help it, his brows were wrinkled, as if he was going to spit out the medicine soon.

Seeing him like this, Wuzhi fumbled in his pocket for a while, and took out some candied fruit: "It will make you feel better if you eat this."

When he went to the market yesterday, he saw candied fruit and bought some. He didn't expect it to come in handy at this time.

Ren Yanxing looked at the candied fruit in his palm for a while, reached out and ate it:

"much better."

Seeing his face relaxed, Wuzhi felt a lot better inexplicably: "That's good, I'll go back first."

Unexpectedly, as soon as he got up, his arm was grabbed.

Ren Yanxing grabbed his arm, and he didn't have much strength in his hand, and said to him word by word: "Don't go."

He was stunned endlessly.

"I'm so cold." He said suddenly.

Wuzhi looked at him: "I'll ask someone to bring you some quilts."

"No need." His pale lips trembled slightly, as if he would die if he said another word, "You hug me to sleep."

He sat on the bed, the quilt on his body slipped from his shoulders, revealing the shoulders covered by the thin clothes, and the ink-like hair was scattered on the shoulders, covering the exposed collarbone.

Wuzhi was a little startled, and didn't recover for a while.

For a man, the scene in front of him was too evocative.

He softened.

Seeing that he responded, Ren Yanxing withdrew his hand and lowered his tone: "If it doesn't work, forget it, you can go back."

The air was quiet for a few seconds, and after some hesitation in his heart, Wu Zhi went to bed and hugged him: "I'll sleep with you in my arms."

He lowered his eyes lowly: "Yeah."

It smelled very good on him, still the faint pear blossom scent, and he felt that the smell was very familiar, as if he had smelled it somewhere before, and it seemed familiar, he wanted to doubt it, but this smell had to make him calm down.

Wu Zhixin suddenly calmed down.

He hugged Ren Yanxing to sleep, and a few servants outside the door closed the door.

With something extra in his arms, it turned out that falling asleep was different from usual.

Wu Zhi lowered his head and looked at Ren Yanxing carefully, his hair partially covered his face, but it didn't affect his beautiful face at all, his brows gradually relaxed, like a quiet pet leaning against its owner's arms.

Seeing him like this, Wu Zhi also lost his guard.

The fragrance outside the window and the faint pear fragrance at the tip of the nose make people gradually sleepy, and Wuzhi feels extraordinarily comfortable.

It turns out that this is the feeling of someone sleeping with you.

It's a wonderful feeling, very comfortable.

In Youhuan Palace, Wu Zhi had to sleep on an ice bed for several years, in order to experience physical and mental experience, and to know the difficulties in the world.

Wuzhi still remembers that he never really slept comfortably in those years.

The coldness of those days soaked into his body layer by layer, telling him that the world is colder than warm.

But now Wu Zhi felt a little sleepy from the warmth he had never felt before, and fell asleep so defenselessly.

So much so that he didn't know that the person in front of him opened his eyes and looked at him carefully for a long time.

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