The whole world is knocking me and the queen's CP

The lips were wrapped in softness, the lips were bitten and pulled slowly, sucking, kneading and biting, there was a slight pain mixed with numbness, at one point, the lips were bitten hard, and the pain overwhelmed the throbbing.When the whistling sound overflowed from the delicate and red lips that were kneaded, there would be a wet and slippery lick from above, with a sense of comfort in it.

So back and forth, the lingering ambiguity seems to melt people in it.Ye Zhuyi opened her eyes suddenly, the room was quiet, there was no one else except herself.

dream...

It should be dawn, and the light is cast into the house from the gaps in the heavy curtains, and the light of the night lamp is faint.Ye Zhuyi raised her hand to caress her lips, feeling a little dazed, the feeling of nibbling was as clear as what happened in real life.

Ye Zhuyi covered her eyes with the back of her hand, blocking all the light, and let out a long sigh whether she was disappointed or grateful.Suddenly, remembering something, she turned her hand over and covered her eyes with her palm.

It was different from the previous feeling, the sweaty palm was a little wet and sticky, unlike the hand in the dream but not the dream, the palm was dry, soft and tender.

It's all a dream... luckily it's a dream.

Ye Zhuyi raised his hand to remove the heating sticker on his head, and glanced at the alarm clock on the bedside table. It was 45:[-], and the alarm clock would go off in [-] minutes.

My whole body was sore and my strength was like being stripped out of my body, and my throat was also very sore.There is a cup prepared by Qin Zhizhen on the bedside table, and a thermos kettle on one side.Ye Zhuyi put on her slippers, turned off the night light, picked up the kettle and poured a glass of water, the hot mist curled up and wrapped around her heart, Ye Zhuyi sat on the edge of the bed with the water glass in her hand and sipped the water, feeling the heat from inside her body. It's warm outside.

She sweated a lot, her pajamas were sticky and stuck to her body, and she was extremely uncomfortable. After drinking the water, Ye Zhuyi dragged her weak body to the shower room to take a bath.

She didn't have much energy, Ye Zhuyi washed very slowly, and when she was drying her hair, she heard the alarm clock on her mobile phone ringing non-stop. She couldn't exert all her strength and kept holding the hair dryer, and when her hair was half-dried, she went out to turn off the alarm clock.

The door was opened, the lights in the house were not turned on, and the light in the morning was not bright enough. In the hazy darkness, Qin Zhizhen stood tall and tall beside her bed.

Hearing the movement, Qin Zhizhen turned around, and his deep eyes fell on her through the lingering heat.

"Zhenzhen, you...why are you so early." Ye Zhuyi spoke without much effort, her voice was thick nasal, a little hoarse, and a little floaty.

"Wake up, come and take a look if you don't worry." Qin Zhizhen paused and said, "The alarm clock on your phone keeps ringing, so I turned it off."

Qin Zhizhen hardly slept that night. Knowing that Xiao Qiao was watching over the living room, she would always wake up from a dazed sleep and go to Ye Zhuyi's room to take a look.Xiao Qiao didn't go back downstairs to sleep until after two o'clock in the morning when Ye Zhuyi's fever subsided, but Qin Zhizhen was still worried, and would still visit Ye Zhuyi's room every once in a while.

"Okay." Ye Zhuyi nodded, "Thank you."

The light in the room was turned on by Qin Zhizhen, and Ye Zhuyi came closer, seeing Qin Zhizhen's cold brows and eyes filled with unresolved fatigue, her heart skipped a beat, guilt and self-blame intertwined welling up.She didn't want to go to the hospital because she didn't want Qin Zhizhen to spend time with her, but she still seemed to be a burden to Qin Zhizhen.

"Measure it again." Qin Zhizhen handed over the thermometer, then poured her a cup of hot water, "Is there any discomfort?"

Ye Zhuyi shook her head, and sat on a chair beside Qin Zhizhen's eyes. She flicked the thermometer under her arm and said, "I'm much better now."

Qin Zhizhen took the mobile phone and told Lian Rong to order some light breakfast and bring it up later. She glanced at Ye Zhuyi's loose long hair and frowned slightly, "Why don't you blow dry your hair? It's easy to get a headache and catch cold. Don't you know how to pay attention to your body?"

"I want to come out and turn off the alarm clock first." Hearing the obvious concern in Qin Zhizhen's serious tone, Ye Zhuyi's heart warmed up, softened again, and explained softly, "I don't have the energy to continue blowing."

"The hair dryer is still in the shower?" Qin Zhizhen asked.

Ye Zhuyi raised her head and stared at her with clear watery eyes, she was a little dazed, said "ah", and nodded.

Maybe it's because of illness, at this moment Ye Zhuyi is like a milk dog, a little dazed, so obedient that her whole body softens.

Qin Zhizhen's eyes fell on Ye Zhuyi's soft and half-wet black hair, his brows were loosened, and his eyes softened.She put away the phone, raised her hand to rub Ye Zhuyi's head very lightly, her palm was wet, she sighed and said, "I'll help you."

Ye Zhuyi sat stiffly, her whole soul was shaken by the slight weight on her head, she rolled her throat, it hurt very badly, it was not a dream... Ye Zhuyi followed Qin Zhizhen, watching her enter After getting out of the shower, she watched her come out with a hair dryer, her eyes rippling under her long eyelashes, revealing a tender feeling of deep love and joy.

"The thermometer can be taken out." Qin Zhizhen reminded by plugging in the hair dryer.

Ye Zhuyi took out the thermometer from under his armpits, and the temperature showed 36.8 degrees, which means he had returned to normal body temperature.Qin Zhizhen took a look, and found that the temperature was similar to the temperature measured before, Qin Zhizhen's heart was completely at ease.

After wiping the thermometer and putting it away, Qin Zhizhen took the hair dryer to blow Ye Zhuyi's hair, the wind whistled in his ears, and the warmth penetrated through the roots of the hair and flowed into the limbs along with the blood.

The soft black hair is entangled between the white fingers, and every time it is slid down, it will be entangled again, which is very similar to Ye Zhuyi's secret thoughts that are constantly tugging.

"I'll do it myself." Ye Zhuyi reached out to take the hair dryer from Qin Zhizhen.

"Aren't you weak?" Qin Zhizhen avoided it lightly, and glanced at Ye Zhuyi's red lips that were about to speak but stopped slightly through the makeup mirror in front of him. Rong brought breakfast over, remember to take medicine after eating, don't go to the set today, pay more attention to rest."

She hadn't had a role in the past few days, so Ye Zhuyi said "um", and looked up at Qin Zhizhen, wondering if it was her illusion, but she always felt that Qin Zhizhen was more caring and gentle to her than before.

Maybe it was because she was sick.She, Ye Zhuyi, warned herself not to indulge in it, not to dream about it, the dimples on her face faded, and she said in a hoarse voice, "Thanks... hiss—"

"Sorry, my hands are heavy." Qin Zhizhen's voice was flat.

No matter what, she felt that it was intentional. Ye Zhuyi blinked and looked at Qin Zhizhen. Qin Zhizhen lowered his head and carefully helped her blow, as if he had noticed her gaze. on the lips.

The sharp pain of being bitten suddenly reappeared.

Ye Zhuyi moved his eyes away and coughed twice, "It's okay..."

A sickness made the sick feel stupid, Qin Zhizhen hooked her lips, her long eyelashes trembled and her smile disappeared, her slightly damp hair fell from her fingertips, she said casually: "Yesterday, the road guide Praise you."

"Huh?" Ye Zhuyi smiled, "Do you boast about talent?"

"She said you look like you've been photographed many times."

Ye Zhuyi's dimples were shallow, "When I was young, Tian Ting would sometimes take me to the set, I watched too much."

"Then did you have any guest appearances when you were young?"

Ye Zhuyi bowed her head and twisted her fingers unconsciously. The last thing she wanted was to lie to Qin Zhizhen. She already lied to Qin Zhizhen once yesterday, and Qin Zhizhen's attitude was that he obviously hated lies.

After a while, Ye Zhuyi said vaguely: "Yes, I just filmed it for fun, and the part of the actor was cut out later."

"Is that so." Qin Zhizhen turned off the hair dryer, unplugged it, and asked casually, "Which drama are you acting in?"

"I—" Ye Zhuyi looked into Qin Zhizhen's dark pupils, and her heart skipped a beat for no reason.

Why did you suddenly ask this, did you think of something, did you ask casually, or was it a test...

Ye Zhuyi settled down, forced herself to look at Qin Zhizhen naturally, and said, "I forgot, it's been too long. I didn't pay much attention to the title of the play when I was acting."

"Really..." Qin Zhizhen glanced at her, as if he didn't care, then changed the subject and asked, "Is the hair dryer still in its original place?"

The restless heart was at peace.

"Well, I'll just put it away." Ye Zhuyi said.

"Sit and rest." Qin Zhizhen avoided her outstretched hand, with an uncompromising tone.

Ye Zhuyi withdrew her hand and sat back obediently. She fixed her eyes on Qin Zhizhen's back, touched her hair, and the dimples on her cheeks were light and faint.

The hot air left the temperature on the tips of the hair. It was warm and lingered on the fingertips, and she couldn't bear to pull it away.

In the morning, Lian Rong asked the hotel to deliver breakfast, porridge and side dishes, nothing else.

Ye Zhuyi had no appetite and had a hard time eating, so she put down the spoon after a few mouthfuls, and rested her chin to watch Qin Zhizhen eat slowly.

Qin Zhizhen looked up at her and asked, "Don't you want to eat?"

Ye Zhuyi gave a soft "hmm", "Why do you also eat porridge?"

No taste, side dishes are not tasty.As usual, even Rong didn't even look at it, because Qin Zhizhen definitely didn't like to eat it.

"Accompany you." Qin Zhizhen replied naturally, with an ordinary tone.

Ye Zhuyi swayed slightly, picked up the spoon again, and slowly ate the rest of the bowl.

Qin Zhizhen looked at it and bent his lips.

After breakfast, Qin Zhizhen went to the dressing room to do makeup and prepare for today's scene. Ye Zhuyi called Lu Buping to say hello and stayed in the hotel to rest. Let her drink a cup of Banlangen.

Ye Zhuyi finished drinking all at once and said, "Little Qiao, can you do me a favor?"

"Huh?" Xiao Qiao took the empty glass, "Say it."

"Give Zhenzhen a bag too." Ye Zhuyi took a bag of banlangen and handed it over, her long eyelashes trembled, her eyes flashed delicately, "I'm afraid I'll pass her a cold, so take precautions."

Xiao Qiao took the Banlangen granule from her hand, remembered and said, "I'll go later. By the way, Hua Jin came to look for you yesterday, and you were sleeping at that time. She asked you to contact her today when you have time."

"Okay." Ye Zhuyi urged, "Hurry up, she's going to be filming later."

Xiao Qiao sighed helplessly: "I know, let's go here."

"Hey, wait." Ye Zhuyi stopped Xiao Qiao, found another toffee and handed it to her, "Give this to her when she finishes drinking it. Don't say I gave it to you."

Xiao Qiao looked at her strangely, and nodded slowly.

In the dressing room, Qin Zhizhen just finished her makeup, and Sister Jin was grabbing her hair for styling. She was holding a script in her hand, and her eyes fell on the script, but her eyes were empty, and from time to time, she would drift to the mobile phone beside her. Picked up the phone a few times and put it down again.

When Sister Jin was braiding Qin Zhizhen's pigtails, she accidentally saw the column where Qin Zhizhen was chatting, and the person named "Eleven" on the bamboo head was at the top.

"Teacher Qin." Lian Rong went out to pour water and came back, followed by Xiao Qiao, Lian Rong pursed her lips and couldn't hold back her smile, the corners of her lips were raised high, "Come drink this."

"What is this?" Qin Zhizhen smelled a smell, "Medicine?"

"It smells like banlangen." Sister Jin sniffed and continued, "Ms. Qin has a cold?"

"Sister Jin has a good nose!" Lian Rong nodded and gave Sister Jin a thumbs up.

"Ms. Ye has a cold. She was afraid of passing it on to Mr. Qin, so she specially asked me to bring it." Xiao Qiao explained.

Qin Zhizhen's eyes were rippling, and there was a tenderness in her eyes that she didn't realize.However, when Lian Rong handed the cup to her, Qin Zhizhen frowned in embarrassment and confusion.

She really didn't like the taste of Banlangen so much, she never liked it since she was a child, Qin Zhizhen frowned, held her breath and stared at the brown liquid in the cup thoughtfully.

It is impossible for Eleven to not know about this point... That is, the temptation in the morning was noticed, and this little girl must have done it on purpose.

"Ms. Qin, drink quickly." Lian Rong urged, "Ms. Ye is still waiting for Xiao Qiao's feedback..."

After Lian Rong paused, she looked at Qin Zhizhen and thought, "It's bad, Mr. Qin doesn't like the taste of banlangen."

Lian Rong, who was thinking of something to say, opened her mouth slightly, and was stunned to see Qin Zhizhen exhale deeply, and drank every drop of the medicine in the cup.

Ox!This is the power of love!

After Qin Zhizhen finished drinking the medicine, his calm expression outside of acting was a little cracked.No one else has ever seen Qin Zhizhen like this before. He wanted to laugh but didn't dare to laugh, holding back his teeth.

Xiao Qiao hurriedly passed the candy from Ye Zhuyi, "Mr. Qin, I have candy here. If you can't stand the smell of medicine, just eat some candy."

Qin Zhizhen pursed his lips and looked at the candy, becoming more and more sure of his previous thoughts, that someone did it on purpose.She gave a soft "tsk" sound, asked Lian Rong to take an unpalatable seal, put it on the medicine cup, and said to Xiao Qiao, "Take this and report."

Xiao Qiao picked up the cup, looked at the "too unpalatable" on the cup, and couldn't laugh or cry, "Then Teacher Qin, I'll go first."

Qin Zhizhen nodded, took off the candy wrapper and bit the candy into his mouth. The sweet aroma of peaches melted in his mouth and completely covered the harshness of the medicine. His thin lips lifted up, revealing a shallow smile.

In the room, Ye Zhuyi had just finished the voice call with the former girl group members in the 4A group. After some discussion, Hua Jin and the others decided to visit the crew together on September [-]th. Ye Zhuyi had just withdrawn from the group voice, and Xiao Qiao took Cup knocked on the door and entered the room.

"Have you given her the candy? You didn't say I gave it to you, did you?" Ye Zhuyi asked.

"I said it was my candy." Xiao Qiao said, "Before I left, I saw Teacher Qin unpack the candy and eat it. Teacher Qin really doesn't like the taste of Banlangen. His expression is so funny."

Although he didn't see it, Ye Zhuyi could imagine it.

When Qin Zhizhen was a child, he hated the taste of Banlangen very much. Every time he drank it, his face wrinkled into a ball, and sometimes he would lick it twice. Later, Ye Zhuyi always prepared sugar.

Ye Zhuyi frowned, and touched the "too unpalatable" on Cup's body through the air.

On the same day, Qin Zhizhen posted a circle of friends visible to the friends of the designated crew, and asked Lian Rong for an emoticon pack of "Baby's heart is bitter", with two words, medicine bitter.

I received a lot of comments, those who cared and expressed condolences. Lian Rong replied: Tang Tian! ! !

Ye Zhuyi followed Lian Rong and replied with these two words, without punctuation marks.

Qin Zhizhen set that circle of friends as a private photo, she pursed her lips, and swipe the screen with her fingers.

The word Tangtian lay quietly at the end.

The screen was swiped unintentionally, and the latest news was displayed. Mu Wangning sent a photo, a photo, half of Mu Wangning's face, half of the gray-blue sky, and the red sun hanging high in the sky , in the distance, there was a person sitting on the railing, turning his head to look at the camera, the wind ruffled the person's hair, and it was so disheveled that it almost covered half of his face.

Qin Zhizhen still recognized it, it was Ye Zhuyi, who melted into the landscape and became a lonely silhouette.

She began to care about what happened between Ye Zhuyi and Mu Wangning during that time without her participation.

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感谢在2021-02-1013:48:52~2021-02-1119:34:59期间为我投出霸王票或灌溉营养液的小天使哦~

Thanks to the little angel who threw the grenade: 477625321;

Thanks to the little angel who cast the landmine: 5www, sand chestnut, hand-held shaking fan, Fengming Yusheng, dynamic light wave biubiubiu, salt rice porridge vv1;

感谢灌溉营养液的小天使：75szd34瓶；hill潭、陌-雨s10瓶；干饭二大爷、VQ.s5瓶；5www2瓶；惊鸿难抵梦重重1瓶；

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