Big guys always flirt with me

The afternoon sun was very good, but the curtains were drawn, so the ward was not so bright.

Lying beside Hua Yu's hospital bed, Shu Yang had just fallen asleep. He was extremely exhausted and fell into a deep unconscious sleep.

When Hua Yu woke up, he saw the little furry head lying obediently beside his hand.

As long as he slightly moves his hands, he can touch the black and soft hair.

The arms under the pressure of the small head are crossed, the white and slender fingers are slightly curled up, and the wrist is wrapped with a bandage, which is the place where the chain is worn out.

Hua Yu's fingers gently caressed Shu Yang's wrist, and then stroked his hair.

The thin and soft hair was a little cool, with a texture like water or silk, slipping through his fingers.

The soft touch is more effective than any medicine, making Hua Yu feel no pain in his body, only great satisfaction fell on him.

If his body didn't allow it, he would put the book on his back on the bed and lie down with him.

I don't know when Shu Yang fell asleep, so Hua Yu didn't disturb him, and let Shu Yang go to bed when he woke up.

This sleeping book has been sleeping until night, he was awakened by hunger, and the hunger was very clear when he woke up.

He looked up to see if Hua Yu had woken up, but he happened to meet Hua Yu's eyes.

Hua Yu's gentle gaze was full of love, which made Shu Yang lose his mind, and said blankly, "You're awake."

"Well, come to the bed." Hua Yu lifted the corner of the quilt and let the book lean up, but Shu Yang was already awake.

"I've slept well, is your body hurting? Do you want me to call the doctor?" Shu Yang asked worriedly.

"No, it doesn't hurt that much, come here, let me hold you." Hua Yu stretched out his hand to Shu Yang, how could Shu Yang refuse.

Crawling on the bed rustlingly, the book lay down beside Hua Yu.

All he could smell was Hua Yu's breath, Shu Yang was a little greedy, and couldn't help rubbing Hua Yu's chest a few times.

Some are like coquettish cats, only meowing.

At this time, both Hua Yu and Shu Yang liked this intimate atmosphere very much.

No one spoke, as if wanting to enjoy this warm moment.

It's just that Shu Yang was quickly brought back to reality by hunger. He thought that Hua Yu probably didn't eat, so what should he do if he's hungry?

"I'll send someone to buy some food, wait for me." Shu Yang said he wanted to sit up, but Hua Yu put his arms around his shoulders, so he didn't dare to sit up forcefully, for fear of pulling Hua Yu's wound.

"Call." Hua Yu didn't want Shu Yang to leave him, not even for a short while.

The mobile phone is placed on the table next to the bed, and it is within reach of the book.

After making the phone call, the book fell back without any worries, and honestly leaned against Hua Yu's arms, not wanting to move.

Regarding this kidnapping incident, Shu Yang didn't say anything, and neither did Hua Yu. They seemed to choose to forget about it tacitly.

It's just that they all know that this matter cannot be forgotten.

Shu Yang didn't say anything now because he didn't want to break the peace so quickly, he wasn't ready to say those hurtful things to Hua Yu yet.

But Hua Yu didn't want to mention it, he knew Shu Yang's psychology clearly, and he also knew what Shu Yang might say, so he didn't take the initiative, and waited for Shu Yang to speak first, and then he saw the trick.

The bodyguard quickly bought the meal back, it was Chinese food.

He propped up the table on the hospital bed, raised the head of the bed, and handed Hua Yu a pair of chopsticks, but who knew that Hua Yu would not pick it up.

"You feed me." There was a smile on Hua Yu's brows and eyes, and his face seemed to be glowing in the bright light.

Holy and ethereal.

There is a sense of unreality of characters in an imaginary world.

Such a stunning picture made Shu Yang lose his mind for a while, and when he regained his senses, he smiled helplessly and brought the vegetables to Hua Yu's lips.

"Ah, baby, open your mouth." Shu Yang treated Hua Yu in a coaxing tone, the latter laughed and obediently accepted the feeding.

The happy time always passes so quickly, it feels like it is over at the beginning.

There was something Shu Yang wanted to say to Hua Yu, but looking at Hua Yu's face, he swallowed the words again.

Now Hua Yu is still injured, let's wait until Hua Yu's injury is almost healed.

He couldn't bear to let him leave Hua Yu now, just thinking about it would hurt his heart, if he really left, would he still be able to recover from the blow?

So if it can be delayed for a day, Shu Yang has this kind of mentality and gets along with Hua Yu safely.

After staying in the hospital for half a month, Shu Yang returned home with Hua Yu. The return to China will be postponed, but it will not exceed two months.

Even though he was discharged from the hospital, it doesn't mean that Hua Yu's injuries are completely healed. He still needs a period of rest, and his legs need a period of time to fully heal.

Feeling that the time is almost here, Shu Yang wants to tell Hua Yu that he is leaving.

It has been dragged on for long enough, and his determination has been shaken for so long that he doesn't even want to talk about leaving.

However, rationality finally persuaded him to focus on the overall situation. If he stayed by Hua Yu's side again, he might really kill Hua Yu.

Like this time, Hua Yu almost died, and he couldn't guarantee that he and Hua Yu would have such good luck next time.

Holding a book, Shu Yang's mind was not on the book, Hua Yu entered the room in a wheelchair, and saw Shu Yang in a daze.

As beautiful as a painting, every part of the young man looks like Hua Yu's favorite, so he is deeply infatuated with everything about Shu Yang.

When he got to Shuyang's side, Hua Yu said, "What are you thinking?"

He took out the book in Shuyang's hand, and brought back Shuyang's consciousness of wandering in the sky.

It was time to tell Hua Yu what he was thinking just now. Shu Yang took a deep breath, suppressed all kinds of complicated emotions, and looked at Hua Yu with a very serious expression.

Seriousness is also mixed with pain and sadness.

"Hua Yu, I've thought about it for a long time, and there are some things I have to say, otherwise my conscience will be troubled."

Really want to say, because of the pain in his heart, Shu Yang couldn't help but clenched the pillow at hand tightly.

Closing the book and putting it on his lap, there was still a soft smile on Hua Yu's lips. His shining eyes of different colors were like the boundless grassland and sky, which could accommodate everything.

"I know what you want to say. Haven't we talked about this kind of thing before? I don't think there is any need to waste words." Hua Yu grabbed Shuyang's hand and kissed all five of Shuyang's fingertips .

His lips were warm, and Shu Yang could feel the intoxicating temperature, which made his heart boil.

He drooped his brows and eyes, and his long eyelashes swept across Shuyang's fingertips, a little itchy, Shuyang moved his fingers and touched his eyelids.

When the words he wanted to say came to his lips, Shu opened his mouth, but he couldn't say a word.

Raising his head, Hua Yu hugged Shuyang into his arms. He could feel Shuyang struggling and how entangled his heart was, but he would help Shuyang get through this difficult time, so that Shuyang would never say anything he didn't want to hear.

Caressing Shu Yang's back, Hua Yu said: "People must find their own meaning in life, otherwise they are no different from walking dead, and joy, anger, sorrow and joy are just flashy, and they can't touch the soul and heart at all."

"Shu Yang, I found the meaning of my life when I met you. I don't want to be a walking dead anymore, so can you allow me to imprison you selfishly and make you belong to me alone?"

"Love is selfish, Shu Yang. In order to keep you, I will do anything and risk my life. I would rather you die in my arms, or I die in front of you, and I will never let you go. So you think Never say what you said in the future, I know you can't afford to bet, because you don't want to leave me."

A few paragraphs have already stated Hua Yu's position and attitude, he will not let go, no matter what Shu Yang says, it is useless.

"I understand." Shu Yang's hesitation and entanglement were crushed by Hua Yu's determination.

He couldn't afford to gamble, he really couldn't lose Hua Yu, his soul and heart jumped because of Hua Yu, if he lost Hua Yu, he would lose his own soul.

That price was equivalent to killing him.

This incident can be regarded as being completely exposed, and if this happens again in the future, Shu Yang's heart will not be shaken again.

Of course, neither he nor Hua Yu hoped to encounter such a thing again.

One time is thrilling enough, and once again, you have to pray that Lady Luck is in a better mood.

When taking a bath at night, Shu Yang came to wait for Hua Yu to take a bath by himself. The strong muscles under his hands had a hot temperature, which made Shu Yang's face turn red and red, and he didn't know if he was smoked by the heat.

How could there be no need for abstinence all the time, Hua Yu saw Shu Yang's difficulty, and the smile on his face was a little bit of desire.

When rolling on the bed, Shu pushed Hua Yu up, "Your injury is not fully healed yet."

After all, it hurt the internal organs. Although the outside was scarred, Shu Yang was still worried about Hua Yu's body.

"I have a sense of proportion, don't reject me again today." Hua Yu's voice was hoarse, and his eyes were very deep when he read the book, like an abyss, which made Shu Yang's hair stand on end.

I don't know why Shu Yang feels that Hua Yu is very dangerous. Is it better for him to refuse?

But it would be worse if I refused?Shu Yang was struggling, and Hua Yu had already kissed her...

In the middle of the night, some people are lingering to death, while others are busy with their "careers."

In the basement of a villa, the incandescent lights are a bit dazzling, illuminating the entire basement and revealing the horror here.

A tall, handsome man sits by the edge of a formalin pool, doing delicate work with needles in gloves.

He fished a pale pinky from the pool and sewed it to the palm of his wheat-colored skin with corpse spots.

The fine footwork represents his seriousness.

After the flesh is sewn together, he stands up because his work is complete.

Looking at the works in the pool, he nodded with satisfaction, "Little Yang, I have finished your gift."