The host of fast travel is Bailian in the prosperous age

"Stop talking nonsense." Xu Moshu pulled the clothes next to him: "Hurry up and carry me."

Lin Yan obediently carried Xu Moshu on his back to the infirmary.

Although Xu Moshu looked fierce, he was not serious.

When he was being carried by Lin Yan, his hands tightly wrapped around Lin Yan's neck.

Lede Linyan couldn't breathe.

There was a vague fragrance on the body of the person on the back, Xu Moshu's face was pressed against Lin Yan's neck, and that fragrance immediately surrounded Lin Yan.

Although the two of them didn't have any verbal communication along the way, their favorability has increased.

[Ding——The favorability of the target of the attack is +3, and the current favorability is 13. ]

Lin Yan swallowed his saliva, perhaps because of the faint scent, he felt his heart itching.

Soon, he carried Xu Moshu to the infirmary.

Xu Moshu's stomachache was caused by the hot pot meal at noon.

"This is the medicine prescribed by the doctor." Lin Yan put the medicine on Xu Moshu's bedside, "The doctor told you to eat less spicy food in the future."

Xu Moshu nodded, and replied very perfunctorily, "Yes, I see."

The two of them did not return to the dormitory in the end. After all, it was already late, and the dormitory manager had already closed the door.

It's not good to go back and trouble others.

Lin Yan, on the other hand, was going to make do on the sofa in the infirmary.

But how could Xu Moshu waste such a good opportunity?He looked at Lin Yan who was about to go to bed, his heart was not dead, ah bah, it should be very distressed: "The sofa is hard, or... you can sleep with me."

"After all, it is too much trouble for you to carry me back."

"Ah? But...but you are a patient." Lin Yan scratched his head: "Will I sleep with you hinder your rest?"

"No, no." Xu Moshu moved a seat for him, patted the empty space next to him, raised his eyebrows and said, "My stomach doesn't hurt anymore, come up and sleep with me."

Lin Yan thought about it, and finally climbed onto the bed.

The scent from Xu Moshu's body penetrated into Lin Yan's nose again, making his heart restless.

"Don't move around." Xu Moshu immediately hugged Lin Yan, frowning delicately: "Sleep well."

Lin Yan's limbs were a little stiff, and he swallowed: "...Oh, I see."

Lin Yan was wearing very thin clothes.

Anyway, that's how he feels now.

He could clearly feel the touch of Xu Moshu's skin, and he could even hear Xu Moshu's breathing.

"Are you asleep?" Lin Yan asked in a hoarse voice after a long time.

"No." Xu Moshu shook his head, he buried his head on Lin Yan's chest, and rubbed it against Lin Yan's chest naturally: "I can't sleep."

Lan Mi: Listen to this coquettish tone.

Tsk tsk tsk, the host is seducing the target again.

"If you can't sleep, let's have a chat." Xu Moshu let go of his hand, changed into a comfortable position and continued, "Hey, why did you apply to the Department of Finance?"

The smell in his nostrils gradually faded, and Lin Yan's fingers were slightly squeezed, and there was a trace of nostalgia in his heart.

But he still replied very seriously: "Because studying finance is very easy to make money."

"I want to make a lot of money."

Xu Moshu seemed to be interested, and raised his chin to look at him.