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"Is your brother's condition getting worse?" Song Cheng asked me to sit on the sofa, and quickly brought me a hot towel and a cup of hot water. Although it was a question, his tone was affirmative, "It's okay, it will get better."

I took the hot towel and wiped away my tears, and I was a little dazed when I heard his words—but that’s okay, although what I said was different from what I thought, it was still reasonable, and the rebuttal would only arouse his suspicion, so I followed his words: "I hope so. Song Cheng, I didn't mean to cry, but I just couldn't help it when I heard your voice..."

I hope Song Cheng doesn't think I'm a crybaby. I helplessly think that the strong image that originally shaped Jun Yan must have collapsed.

"It's okay, it's okay." He said softly like coaxing a child, "No matter what difficulties there are, shall we get through them together?"

"I..." Looking at his concerned expression, I wanted to say the word of breaking up several times, but I couldn't, so I changed the subject, "I'm sorry, I left you alone on the night of New Year's Eve."

Song Cheng shook his head: "Don't worry about it, it's fine, I'm used to it."

I don't know what he is used to, is he always being left behind or spending the New Year alone, no matter which one makes me feel deeply guilty.My throat was still a little sore, but it got better after drinking hot water. I held the water glass and thought of a suitable excuse, while lowering my head and said, "I may not be able to always come here in the future."

"How much does your brother need for treatment?"

Song Cheng asked suddenly, and I was stunned. I couldn't think of a suitable amount for a while, so I could only say a number that Song Cheng should not be able to afford: "... at least 100 million."

He frowned and said nothing, as if he was having a difficult psychological struggle.I guess he wanted to help me at first, but now he feels that the burden is too heavy and he doesn’t want to bear it, and he can’t say it out of face, so he quickly said: “It’s okay, I have already applied for extra shifts, and if I do a few part-time jobs alone, I will be able to do it soon. Got it together."

"If you are a waiter by yourself, how can you afford 100 million yuan?" He said without hesitation, "I still have a little money here, you can use it first. I will find a way for the rest."

"It's impossible for me to take your money. I have money and I can afford it now."

Just kidding, taking all of Song Cheng's money for a casual lie, do I still have a conscience?What's more, he has worked hard to earn this money. According to Lao Luo, it is all hard-earned money saved up a little bit. Even if I really have a brother who is sick in bed, I can't accept it.I waved my hands desperately to refuse, Song Cheng grabbed my wrist and said resolutely: "Jun Yan, be obedient, money is a trivial matter..."

He stopped suddenly. I didn't know what happened. When I looked down, I realized that the action just now had pulled the sleeve, and a bite mark on the forearm was exposed.This bite mark was made by Yang Chen on the bed yesterday. At that time, he was leaving marks everywhere like crazy, so there are sporadic hickey marks around here, making it more ambiguous.

My mind was buzzing, and I wanted to organize my words to say something justified, but I couldn't. There was only one thought in my mind-he found out, it's over, it's over, it's over!

Song Cheng's face was ugly, he held my arm and looked up at me, and said slowly: "Jun Yan, is this your part-time job to make money?"

His tone was not very bad, but now he looked inexplicably dangerous, which made me flinch unconsciously when I was facing the furious Yang Chen back when I was a teenager.I tried to pull my hand back, but Song Cheng didn't seem to use any force, but the five fingers seemed to be stuck to my forearm, and I couldn't shake them off.I didn't dare to make big moves, and finally regained my senses and whispered: "No, you misunderstood..."

Song Cheng let go of his hand abruptly, and I watched him stand up on pins and needles, blocking the sunlight outside so that the shadow enveloped me.He looked down at me and said word by word: "Take off your coat."

I swallowed, even when I faced Yang Chen who was like a mad dog yesterday, I was never so scared, because I knew that although I couldn't beat Yang Chen, he wouldn't really hurt me.But now facing Song Cheng is like facing Mr. Xu with a smile on his face. No one knows if he will take out his cane and beat me up.

Do what he says, or something terrible will happen!

I instinctively felt this, and started to unzip my jacket with trembling fingers.But Song Cheng just spoke a little slower than usual, other than that, he didn't even have a threatening tone, as if he was giving an order casually.

"Unbutton the shirt and let me have a look." Song Cheng put his hand on my shoulder, and the temperature passed through the clothes to my body, making me shiver.His tone can be called gentle, but there is a hint of sternness, like coaxing a child, or training a big dog, "Jun Yan, be obedient."

I mechanically unbuttoned my shirt, revealing my neck with mottled hickey marks.I thought desperately, anyway, if he finds out, it's over. At worst, I will be beaten up, or completely broken.The thought made me even pull down a bit to show him the more ugly bite mark on the collarbone.

He unbuttoned the remaining buttons one by one, and he saw all the unsightly bruises on my waist.My hand was on the belt, but Song Cheng didn't put it down any further. Instead, he buttoned it for me and re-zipped the coat.

"Are you going to sell it? The other party is still a man." He squatted in front of me, making me look directly at him.My tears have just been shed, and now I can only look at him with dry eyes, and I can't even squeeze out any tears of pity. He calmly spits out sharp words, "How much did you sell for?"

If selling to Yang Chen is also a sale, it can be regarded as selling the cohabitation right of the house and the possibility of being pulled out of the Xu family by him.How much are these worth?Facing Song Cheng's still looking gentle eyes, if I can't say it, it's worthless.

Song Cheng suddenly sighed: "Jun Yan, you only found out that your younger brother was sick the day before yesterday, and you sold yourself yesterday, can I guess that someone in the middle is a matchmaker for you, and has invited you for a long time, but you only agreed to him yesterday? "

……Um?I blinked, feeling as if things weren't that bad.I was ready to be slapped again, but Song Cheng didn't seem to be angry at all, instead he continued to speak slowly.

"Before I saw that the car that brought you here was a Bentley Mulsanne, and there was a girl talking to you in the car." He said, "A pimp and a money maker?"

Lin Ya and Brother Lin Ya, I'm sorry for you, I said silently in my heart.But if the rebuttal at this time will involve my real identity, it's better to let Song Cheng continue to guess.

"Jun Yan, look at me." He held my face in his hands, with a serious tone, "Is this money easy to earn?"

I shook my head.Seriously, if Yang Chen is my patron, with his dog temper, the money is really not easy to earn.

"Are you still going?"

I continued to shake my head—he thought I had sold myself, so I nodded and said that I would continue to go, wasn't it just looking for trouble?

"Are you short of money?"

I froze.Short of money?If there is no shortage, Song Cheng thinks that I have sold myself, can this be said to be no shortage?But what if it is missing?

I watched his face carefully and nodded slowly.Song Cheng finally stopped maintaining the calm expression that made me shudder, and a bit of pain appeared on his face. He frowned tightly as if he was struggling with his inner thoughts.After a long time, he raised his eyes, staring at me sadly, I don't know why I just want to jump up and run away, and I hold back with my own perseverance.

Song Cheng said: "Then you want the money I gave you, don't sell it anymore, okay?"

... What is this all about?I didn't know what expression to make when I heard this sentence.surprise?repent?Weeping bitterly?Aftermath?

I opened my mouth in a daze, I couldn't believe that he let it go so lightly—please, my partner has gone out to prostitute herself, Song Cheng, are you a little too nervous, can this be forgiven?Isn't it time to beat him up and break up immediately, drive him out of the house and never see him again?

Probably because my surprise was too obvious, Song Cheng sat next to me and said softly, "Jun Yan, I won't break up with you because of this matter, after all you are desperate. The main reason is also my own, because I am too helpless. Use it, you can’t believe me. If there is any problem in the future, let’s solve it together. I don’t want to see what happened today happen a second time, and you won’t do it again, right?”

When he spoke, he gently stroked the back of my neck, and his fingers moved the ends of my hair, which brought me back to my senses.Even though I'm not in the shadows now, the feeling of hair on end came back to me, and I nodded stiffly: "Well, no more."

Song Cheng kissed my earlobe, and said in a breathy voice against my ear, "You just have to be obedient."

After he finished speaking, he got up, as if he had completely forgotten what happened just now, and walked towards the kitchen with a natural expression: "I bought some very fresh fruit yesterday, let's wash some for you and eat now."

I looked at Song Cheng's busy back with the apron on, and felt that no matter how I looked at it, I couldn't see anything strange. Could it be that the aura that terrified me just now was imagined by myself because of my guilty conscience?

His eyes that were injured just now were lingering in my heart. I wanted to do something to make up for this poor boy, so I walked up to Song Cheng who was busy in front of the pool and hugged him.

Song Cheng paused. He put down the fruit and wiped his watery hands on the apron, then turned around and looked down at me.A voice sounded above my head, with a kind of helpless tenderness that made people want to cry: "Jun Yan, what's wrong?"

I suddenly had a bold and crazy idea of ​​compensation. I looked up at Song Cheng's face and made up my mind. I reached out and fumbled for his belt, and slowly knelt down to unzip his pants.I heard him gasp, fearing that I would flinch halfway, I simply tore off his jeans and underwear with all my might, and opened my mouth to enclose his half-erect genitals.

It was a bit of a struggle... Song Cheng's genitals immediately erected in my mouth, as thick and long as Yang Chen's.My throat has not completely subsided, and it is probably full of small injuries. Now being rubbed is simply an inhuman torture to forcefully peel off the scabs.

I almost burst into physical tears at the moment when he was fully erect, half of which was choked and half of which was pain, even so I persisted and did not give up.My vision was blurred through the tears, I couldn't see Song Cheng's pretty eyes, I could only hear his slight sigh and feel his palm gently placed on top of my head, and didn't stop me.

It hurts a lot, I probably won't be able to speak when I go back tonight, but it doesn't matter.

I didn't think about how to deal with the furious Yang Chen, and forced myself to let go of my thoughts and serve Song Cheng wholeheartedly. I moved slowly so that the hot and stiff penis was thrusting into the slippery mouth, and the body fluid uncontrollably slid down and dripped from my chin. To Song Cheng cleared tiles.

It doesn't matter.Because it is Song Cheng, so he can bear it.

It's ok.

I coughed twice and swallowed the semen. My mouth was filled with a fishy and bitter taste. The lack of oxygen and pain made me unconscious.Song Cheng pulled out his penis after ejaculation, pulled me to stand up and let me lean into his arms.I heard his voice was very deep: "Jun Yan, why are you doing this?"

I grabbed his sleeve tightly, and I became a little flustered when I heard his tone seemed not very happy.But my throat hurt so badly that I couldn't say a word, so I could only hold him tight.

"Are you afraid that I'm still angry?" His hand slowly ran down my back, which made me feel a lot better. Suddenly, my jaw was pinched, and Song Cheng said patiently, "Open your mouth, I have a look."

I shook my head desperately, and I knew that the situation was probably not good, because my mouth had already started to taste blood, and there was an unconcealable rust smell in the fishy smell.Song Cheng's hand covered the back of mine, and he softened his voice: "I won't leave you because of this, don't be afraid. Jun Yan, look at me."

I raised my head and looked at him. Song Cheng's eyes were firm and gentle, like a pool of warm spring water in his mouth. He lowered his eyes to cover up the flashing painful expression, and said softly: "You are my boyfriend, since you Promised me, I also believe in you. You broke up with that person, and I will find a way for you with the rest of the money. From today on, let’s forget about the past and start over. Don’t lie to me. We will bear any difficulties together. , This is what couples should do. And don't hurt yourself like this in the future, it's not your fault, you have to punish yourself——Is your throat sore? "

I nodded, and Song Cheng rubbed my hair, showing a shy smile: "Okay, you go to the sofa and wait, I'll fix your clothes and pour water for you."

I walked towards the living room, and suddenly felt powerless—different from Yang Chen's thinking of "solving problems in bed", it seemed that taking the initiative to serve Song Cheng did not make him very happy, and even in his eyes, I was using this way to hurt yourself.

Song Cheng didn't ask me where I learned the skills of oral sex, and didn't say anything harsh, and even restrained my mood and gently asked me to be nice to myself.This made me feel more guilty, and I didn't know how to treat him. I didn't deserve him to endure the embarrassment and treat me so well.

what to do?I looked back at his back.

What can I do to make him happy?

I was restless, trying to curry favor with him all the time, but he taught me a lesson instead.He told me not to have a psychological burden, and he didn't blame me for these things.The more he said that, the more uncomfortable I felt. When I said goodbye to Song Cheng, he didn't have any doubts about my saying that I worked the night shift, and he still trusted me [-]%.

"Pay attention to your body." He kissed my cheek and put on the scarf for me. "If you can't bear it at night, go to sleep for a while. There's not much to do now, right?"

I nodded, but it was still difficult to speak, and every word was squeezed out abruptly.Even so, I still asked him: "Song Cheng...do you still believe me?"

"Of course. You won't lie to me anyway, so why don't I believe you?" He pinched the tip of my nose lightly, "It is said that employers don't need to be suspicious of others. If I doubt you all the time, I can't make it through Life? Since we are together, of course it is necessary to be a safe haven for the other party. It is already very hard for you to go to work and take care of your brother every day. If you feel uneasy when you are with me, isn’t my boyfriend very remiss? "

I looked up at Song Cheng's earnest and good-looking face, and felt as if I had been electrocuted, and actually felt a throbbing that I hadn't seen for a long time.It is different from the feeling of wanting to move when I see a beautiful face. This feeling is like when I was young, when I saw the side face of Yang Chen sleeping under the light spring light, my heart jumped up uncontrollably and I even knocked down my textbooks. Didn't even notice.

I have never been treated with such pure tenderness. I was really powerless to resist, and I didn’t want to resist, so I threw away my helmet and armor in front of the torrent of emotions, as if being pulled by gravity, and fell into the spring sun warm sun called Song Cheng without hesitation. middle.

I also want to hold something in my palm...whether it is fireworks in the world, a pool of spring water, or a butterfly that occasionally lands.A person must always be loved by the person who is loving with all his heart, experience a consensual love that is just right, and have the impulsive thought that I can die for this person for a second, it is considered a complete life.

Even if he loves only half of me wearing a mask, he has no regrets.

On the way back, I sent a message to Yang Chen, saying that I had a fever.He didn't reply to me, probably busy.I went back to his residence, NaCl hadn't been taken out for a walk today, and when he saw me coming back, he jumped on me excitedly.

"Sorry, I have something urgent to do, I'm afraid you have to wait for Yang Chen to come back and take you out to play."

I rubbed its head, and went into the bathroom bravely, planning to let myself take a cold shower as soon as possible before Yang Chen came back to make myself sick quickly, so as not to be exposed for lying about having a cold and a fever.

I soaked in the cold water bath for half an hour until I felt like I was going to die in the bathtub if I didn't get out. My throat hurt even worse, and I felt uncomfortable even swallowing saliva.Wrapped in a bathrobe and walking to the bedroom, I was shaking all over my body, and there was a slight chill in my bones. I glanced at my glasses and saw that my lips were frozen and blue. The play is really done to the extreme.

I glanced at my phone, it was past eight o'clock in the evening, and Yang Chen replied that he was on his way back.I quickly went to get some warm babies and put them on my forehead to create the illusion of high fever. I shivered and wrapped myself in the quilt. NaCl put her paws on the side of the bed and looked at me with big eyes like black grapes. Look at me.

"Fortunately, you can't speak human language." I was in the warm bed, with the hot baby on my forehead, my body was hot and cold, and I really started to feel a little groggy.I held NaCl's furry paws, and my voice sounded like a mosquito humming, "Go to the door and wait, your dad should be back soon."

The door outside was opened, NaCl rushed out cheerfully, I tore off the warm baby from my forehead and stuffed it under the pillow, at the same time I heard Yang Chen's voice: "What's wrong? Why did you have a fever?"

He pushed open the bedroom door and sat on the side of the bed. I smelled the smell of alcohol almost immediately, and turned away dissatisfied when he reached out to touch my face.Yang Chen's cheeks were a little red, he didn't know if it was from the cold wind or from drinking, he frowned and probed my forehead: "It's a fever, I'll go find a thermometer first, you lie down and don't move, I'll call The doctor is here."

"Don't..." I turned my head to stop him, and said weakly, "I measured it, and it's 38.2 degrees. It's not serious, just take some medicine, it will be fine, really."

He patted my face lightly, his hairstyle was handsome and mature, with a few strands of hair hanging on his forehead, and he squinted his narrow eyes and looked at me carefully: "Xu Junyan, go out for a walk and get yourself feverish. Are you really good?"

"How do I know why, maybe it's too cold outside." I sniffed, and now my nose is really runny, and my temples are swollen with sore throat when I speak.I reached out from the bed and tugged at the hem of his clothes, showing weakness, "Why are you here now? I miss you so much."

He snorted: "It's too late, ancestor! When I saw your news, I was just seated, and there were several tables of guests waiting there. They were all connected to each other. I have to arrange things clearly, right? That's it. I was bullied by those crappy relatives who were officials for more than an hour before I found a chance to leave early. I have never been so aggrieved. I have to leave early so everyone has to drink, and it's not all because of your words. "

I didn't speak, he pinched my face: "Okay, don't you like the smell of alcohol? I'll go wash it, it will be fine soon."

He moved very quickly. After taking a shower, he wiped his wet hair with a towel and went to find me medicine and pour water, urging me to sit up and take the medicine.I squeezed a few capsules, thinking that I am not sick now, and I don’t know if there will be any side effects if I take the medicine, but Yang Chen thought I didn’t like taking medicine, and kept urging me: “Just two capsules, drink saliva and swallow it, hello if you don’t take medicine.” Don't you know?"

I sighed and ate obediently. Yang Chen took the water glass and made me a glass of granule. After watching me finish drinking, he brought me mouthwash and a water glass to rinse my mouth.I heard my own voice like a gossamer, as if I was seriously ill, but only I knew the reason: "I can go by myself..."

"Sit down, wrap the quilt tightly. Why is it so useless, you will have a fever when you go out and blow some wind."

His tone was impatient, but his actions were considerate.After I finished rinsing my mouth, I got a hot towel and put it on my forehead. When the towel got a little cold, I went to get a new one. I was a little embarrassed after repeating it several times: "Yang Chen, don't do it, lie down, okay? "

He glanced at me, I actually felt that he was going in and out of the room to see me dizzy, trying to make himself look sincere: "I want to hug you."

Yang Chen put down the towel, lifted the quilt and lay next to me, stretched out his hand to let me pillow into his arms, and said, "Are you satisfied? There are quite a lot of requests."

I could tell that his voice was happy, not really unhappy, so I couldn't help but find it a little funny.It's a pity that my throat was so sore that I couldn't laugh, so I had to reach out and hug Yang Chen's strong waist, touch his abdominal muscles by the way, and was grabbed by the wrist: "Why do you have a fever? You are responsible for getting angry?"

I heard that it is difficult for people who drink too much to get an erection. I think Yang Chen is quite energetic.I thought so in my heart, but my hands intertwined with his fingers obediently.Yang Chen's body is very hot, I still feel a little cold after taking a cold bath, it's very comfortable to be next to him, and I really feel sleepy after a while.

"I'll let you go today." I heard Yang Chen talking in a daze, but I was too sleepy to gather my energy to listen. His voice seemed to be getting farther and farther away until I couldn't hear it clearly, "I'm going to make myself sick No, just listen to me and stay at home obediently..."

So much nonsense.I think it's worth the illness if you can hide it from the past.