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Zhao Xun's sleep was very restless, and he was feeling drowsy and uncomfortable.

But he didn't have enough sleep, as soon as the outside turned pale, he struggled to wake up.

His mind was in a trance for a while, he remembered what happened yesterday a little vaguely, and a few shimmering faces flashed back and forth like fragments.

His throat was so dry that it was about to smoke, he opened his mouth: "Zhao Qian..."

As soon as he yelled out, he remembered that Zhao Qian was approaching the senior high school entrance examination recently, and had to study in the evening, and had already moved to school yesterday.

"Mr. Zhao."

A voice next to his ear made Zhao Xun tremble all over.

There was a force on his waist, and before he could come around, a cool hand touched his forehead.

"Fortunately, it's not as hot as last night."

Zhao Xun was lying on the bed in a daze, and the strength to hug him disappeared, and he reacted in a daze, looking sideways at the people around him.

Xin's long figure sat upright from the bed, and casually fiddled with the messy hair. The white shirt was loose and loose, and the buttons were vaguely opened to the chest, revealing a large area of ​​fair skin and a sunken collarbone.

Maybe it's because he didn't sleep well at night, he looked sluggish, his slightly narrowed peach eyes still had a little bit of drowsiness, making him look lazy and sexy.

He just watched the man get off the bed, and took off his shirt with his back to him, revealing his complete upper body.

He usually looks tall and thin, but now he can clearly see his well-textured muscles and smooth and tough waistline when he is naked.

Zhao Xun didn't speak, he shrank quietly under the quilt, covering his face that was starting to heat up, and watched the other party walk into the bathroom while unbuttoning his pants.

When the waist of the trousers got stuck on the hip bones, a small section of black underwear was exposed, and with a "bang", the tightly closed bathroom separated the people inside.

Fireworks started to "bang bang bang" in Zhao Xun's mind, which made him crackle and hot again.

After a while, he slowly straightened out his thoughts.

He was a little annoyed yesterday, so he went to drink with Gao Ge and didn't notice that he had a high fever.

When he left, he saw that the young man was being entangled by a woman. The young man did not treat him with the usual gentle appearance, but was a little hostile, with a cigarette in his hand.

Then...then he was not very happy, and then...he was carried away by the young man.

The young man wanted to take him to the hospital, but he scolded his mother along the way.

Zhao Xun buried half of his face in the quilt, revealing a pair of moist and black eyes.

He couldn't remember clearly what happened afterwards, but he still remembered the feeling that someone was always taking care of him.

Wipe his sweat, feed him water, he vomited in the middle of the night when he came back, someone helped him clean up the stains, and fed him some porridge in the middle of the night, worrying that he would have a fever again, a warm wet handkerchief Changed back and forth many times.

And the other party was too tired, so he didn't feel at ease leaving his side, and according to the young man's personality, he wouldn't go to another room rashly, so he slept next to him when he couldn't hold on.

The first thing the young man did when he woke up today was to care about his situation. It seemed that the other party really cared about him.

When Liu Chengan came out of the bathroom, he saw Zhao Sacrifice's entire face buried in the quilt, leaving only a pair of black eyes staring at the ceiling, and he didn't know what he was thinking.

He was still thinking about how to explain to the other party that he slept here all night, but he didn't know that the other party had already thought up an excuse for him in his mind.

Even his behavior of going to the bathroom to take a shower in the morning as if he was at his own home was interpreted by Zhao Xun as a young man who loves cleanliness and took care of him all night. Seeing that he was fine, he finally relaxed and took care of his understanding.

"Mr. Zhao..."

"Thank you!"

Liu Chengan opened his mouth, and looked at Zhao Yi's extremely sincere eyes.

He raised his eyebrows and said with a smile, "You're welcome."

Zhao Xun looked at his lower body wrapped in a bath towel, wet water dripped from his smooth upper body, and because of the influence of the heat, his skin that was not exposed to light was still slightly pink.

The young man stood in front of him with such a big face, and stretched out his hand to smooth his wet hair.

Zhao Xun lifted the quilt and got out of bed, quickly opened the closet, and looked eagerly at the young man who was still naked.

Liu Chengan wanted to sigh to himself, although it was a little cold to be naked, but it was worth it to make the other party look at him more, but the other party's eyes were too upright, which made him seem not very serious.

Well, he did have unscrupulous thoughts.

"Thank you Mr. Zhao."

He thanked him helplessly, and unceremoniously took out Zhao Xun's clothes.

Zhao Xun was a little happy in his heart, because he did not accept the other party's love unilaterally.

He pulled down the waistband of his trousers and found that his belt had been untied. At this time, it was loosely stuck on his hip bone and could not be removed. He was pulling his trousers down when he heard a voice asking: "Mr. Zhao, do you have new underwear?" ."

The trousers he had just pulled up slid down a bit. Seeing the person watching him, he sniffed, and with a flushed face, he opened the drawer below.

Very simple black and white gray.

He pulled his trouser legs, glanced at the young man, and asked him to choose by himself.

The other party knelt down and took out a pair of black underwear, pulled it to test the elasticity, and took a look at the label, looking a little tangled.

The redness on Zhao Xun's face spread to the roots of his ears. He glanced at the other party suspiciously, and saw the person holding the underwear sighed leisurely: "It's a bit small."

With a "boom", fireworks exploded in his heart again. He was about to take off the other party's trousers when he heard the unsatisfied person reluctantly say: "It's a little small, but it can still be worn."

The young man who took a full suit gave him a nice smile.

"Thank you Mr. Zhao."

Zhao Xun hummed softly, without saying a word, he pulled his trousers and went into the bathroom.

Liu Chengan smiled so that his eyes narrowed slightly, and his fingertips rubbed the bottom of the little trousers in his hand.

……

After Zhao Xun came out of the bathroom, his spirit was much better than when he just woke up, but he still had some uncomfortable symptoms, such as dizziness, weakness in hands and feet.

There was the sound of firing from the kitchen. He walked over and saw the young man in his clothes was cooking seriously, and he was still wearing the apron he had worn several times.

Hearing his movement, the other party looked over and said with a smile: "Don't worry, Mr. Zhao, you'll be fine soon."

Zhao Xun sucked on his stuffy nose, the young man had a gentle smile on his face, but soon sank down, dropped the spatula and walked over.

"Why don't you wear shoes, what if it burns again?"

Zhao Xun looked at the young man in a daze as he bent down to help him put on his shoes. Before he could react, he grabbed the other's arm.

"No need."

He took a step back, as they had the first time they met.

"I come."

He pulled the young man to prevent him from bending and kneeling in front of him.

The air was quiet for a few seconds.

The young man suddenly looked at him with those deep eyes.

"Mr. Zhao doesn't seem to like me doing such a thing."

He looked away and gave a clear "hmm".

There was some surprise in the other party's eyes, as if he didn't expect him to answer so simply.

Zhao Xun frowned and looked at the young man who had been looking at him.

"you……"

The other party didn't move, waiting for him to finish speaking.

"very good."

His eyes were firm and calm.

Liu Chengan's pupils trembled slightly, and then he laughed uncontrollably.

The young and green face stretched with the smile on the corner of the mouth, and the rippling eyes had a dazzling brilliance.

Because he's nice, he doesn't need to do anything to please others.

Because he is good, he should not be despised by anyone.

Because he's so good, he doesn't need to bend over for anyone.

He took a step closer, stretched out his hand to caress the broken hair on Zhao Zhai's forehead, his loving eyes were focused and sensational, and he said: "I only treat Mr. Zhao like this, and only Mr. Zhao is worthy of me."

Zhao Sui was speechless for a long time, not because he didn't want to, but because he couldn't.

There was a tear in the thing that was beating in my heart to jump out.

He looked at himself in the other person's eyes, and the emotions gushing out bit by bit seemed to swallow him up.

His heart was beating fast, and his throat was a little dry when he looked at the person close at hand.

"Mr. Zhao is really nice."

The outstretched hand was empty, and the other party walked into the kitchen with a sigh. He froze for a moment, and covered his hot cheeks.

What did he want to do just now!

The self-ashamed person did not notice the bright smile of the young man when he turned around.

He only covered his flushed face for a long while and dared not look up.

……

The young man's craftsmanship is very good, even if it is just some porridge and side dishes, it is enough to see that the other party is a frequent cook.

Yesterday, he drank a lot of wine and didn't eat anything, Zhao Xun felt a little embarrassed and ate most of the food prepared by the other party.

Liu Cheng'an didn't care about it, the more Zhao Xun ate, the better he cooked.

After the other party finished eating, he spontaneously packed up the dishes to wash, but Zhao Xun embarrassedly stopped him.

"I come."

He looked at Zhao Xun's slightly red face, and said with a smile, "It's okay, I'll be satisfied if you get well soon."

Taking a second look at Zhao Xun's slowly turning red face, he said seemingly unintentionally: "We didn't go to the company today, Secretary Wu should be crazy."

Zhao Xizheng wanted to say that if there was anything wrong with the company, the other party would definitely call him, and then he heard the other party say calmly: "Oh, in order not to disturb your rest, I turned off both of our mobile phones yesterday. .”

He opened his eyes wide, hurriedly ran upstairs and took out his mobile phone. He called as soon as he turned it on, and it really was Secretary Wu's anxious voice.

"Mr. Zhao! Mr. Zhao, you finally answered the phone. Your phone has been disconnected. You didn't come to a meeting this morning. You...beep...beep...beep..."

Not long after, Secretary Wu received a text message.

Sickness, breaks, delayed meetings, urgent contacts.

It's as simple as he is.

But this also reassured Secretary Wu a lot.

She is just a little girl who just graduated, and she has developed a conscientious work attitude by Zhao Zhai's side, but after all, she is young and has little experience, and Zhao Zhai is a little confused when she doesn't show up for a while.

Now that she got a reply from Zhao Xun, she assured everyone that the meeting was postponed.