stupid beauty

Xu Boyan was caught off guard by Pei Xun, and he hugged him subconsciously.

Because of the fever, when Pei Xun rushed over, there was a puff of heat in the air.

Pei Xun was dizzy, and unconsciously snorted in his throat when he met Xu Boyan.

This sound was mixed with breath, and it lingered in the ears.

Xu Boyan unconsciously hugged him tightly.

He had just washed his face, his forehead hair was a little damp, he was wearing a cotton T-shirt, his collarbones were exposed, and his skin was slightly cool.

Pei Xun seemed to have found a sheltered place in the scorching summer and just wanted to get closer.

He buried his face in Xu Boyan's neck, unconsciously wrapped his arms around Xu Boyan's shoulders, and sprayed hot breath on the side of his neck.

Xu Boyan felt very intuitively how badly Pei Xun was burned.

He pulled the quilt, covered him, and called softly: "Pei Xun."

Pei Xun closed his eyes slightly, not wanting to speak.

Xu Boyan knew he wasn't asleep.The voice is deep and magnetic: "Take the medicine."

Pei Xun hummed lightly, seemingly dissatisfied, and repeated with a frown: "I don't need to take medicine, just hug me."

Xu Boyan said: "Do you know if you have a fever? You'll be fine after taking the medicine and sleeping."

Pei Xun still murmured stubbornly: "I won't die."

"..."

If it was Lin Shi or Ah Bai who were sick, he would just open his mouth and pour the medicine down, and if he couldn't pack it up and go to the hospital, life or death would depend on fate.

But facing Pei Xun, Xu Boyanzhen couldn't use any means at the moment.

He is like a fluffy cub, a small one, with a soft body, sticking to his arms like a boneless one, not to mention opening his mouth roughly, even if he disobeys him a little, he feels bullied up.

But not without medicine.

Xu Boyan let him hug him for a while, then discussed with others in a gentle voice: "Then let's measure your body temperature, and if you have a fever above 38 degrees, take the medicine."

Pei Xun didn't speak.

After a few seconds, he let go.

He raised his head and explained softly: "I don't need to take medicine."

Xu Boyan looked at him, his fair face was extremely rosy, even the corners of his eyes were covered with powder, and his neck was flushed red, glistening with moisture.

"Before when I was sick, I just need to sleep." Pei Xun frowned uncomfortably.

"Who told you to go to bed when you are sick." Xu Boyan reached out to pick up the medicine: "You will be fine if you take the medicine obediently."

Pei Xun did not refute, his brows and eyes drooped slightly, and his lips were slightly pursed.

This is Pei Xun's subconscious gesture of expressing dissatisfaction or grievance. Maybe he didn't even realize it. Xu Boyan has seen it several times.

Generally, this situation is to say: I don't like you anymore, and I'm a little angry.

Xu Boyan paused.

Putting the medicine back, tentatively said: "Then don't take it."

Pei Xun raised his eyes in surprise, his expression changed slightly.

Xu Boyan smiled speechlessly. For a moment, he really felt that he was serving the little ancestor.

But this "little ancestor" was unconscious, and even asked again: "Hold me."

He likes the warmth of Xu Boyan's body.

I also like the way he smells.

Fragrant, mixed with a touch of tobacco, smells reassuring.

Xu Boyan's face darkened: "You take the medicine first."

"..."

Pei Xun ignored him, moved his little butt, and went into his arms.

Just when he was about to meet someone, Xu Boyan got up from the bed and took two steps back. Pei Xun didn't expect him to leave, so he froze on the bed.

Xu Boyan ruthlessly issued an ultimatum: "Either take the medicine, or I will leave."

Pei Xun looked at him.

Under the light, the pupils were wet, as if water would flow out when you touched it.

The two sat and stood, stalemate with each other.

One second two seconds—

Pei Xun's eyes gradually dimmed. He lowered his head and covered the quilt.

With his chin resting on the bedding, Xu Boyan gave Xu Boyan a cute twitch in protest.

The atmosphere was silent for a while.

A sigh of compromise sounded in the silent space.

Xu Boyan was defeated, sat back on the edge of the bed again, hugged him into his arms, and said in a helpless tone, "It's really an ancestor."

In this hold, Pei Xun's arms were fully buried in the bedding, which was extremely uncomfortable, and he wanted to stretch out his hands.

Xu Boyan noticed his movement, lowered his eyes, and asked with his eyes.

Pei Xun stopped and whispered, "My arm is uncomfortable."

Xu Boyan gritted his teeth and freed his arm.When Pei Xun was free, he immediately hugged him like before.Xu Boyan didn't know that Pei Xun was so clingy after being ill, as if he wanted to have skin-to-skin contact with others all the time.

This reminded him of one thing: "Children."

Pei Xun rested his head on the side of his neck and breathed lightly. The provocative breath made his neck itchy. Xu Boyan shook his head with his hand and asked, "Did you always want someone to hug you when you were sick?"

The person in his arms didn't make a sound immediately.

After a long while, a faint breath came: "I'm fine."

Xu Boyan frowned: "Why don't you go to the hospital?"

The person in the quilt curled up uncomfortably, Xu Boyan's arms tightened, and he could clearly feel the temperature from the other person's body through the thin fabric. It was very hot under the quilt, and there was a stuffy heat.

This kind of heat has no effect on a sick person.

But for people who are not sick, it is a little uncomfortable.

In particular, there was a "small stove" in his arms that kept emitting heat. Xu Boyan felt that he was sweating too. He resisted the urge to lift the quilt to let the air out, and slowly pulled his arm out.

Pei Xun seemed to notice that a thin sound came out of his nose, and Xu Boyan paused.

A few seconds passed.

The room was quiet except for the sound of shallow breathing.

Xu Boyan tentatively said, "Pei Xun."

No movement.

About to fall asleep.

Xu Boyan stared at the medicine on the stool for a few seconds, then lowered his eyes.

The child sleeps beautifully, peacefully, not as noisy as when he wakes up, with slender and thick eyelashes like two small fans, black eyebrows and red lips, innocent nose tip, no weight when hugged, like a ball of soft cotton .

It's just that this ball of cotton is soaked in water now, and it's all wet.

Xu Boyan carefully pulled out his arm, stretched out his hand and pulled a tissue from the stool to wipe off the sweat from the child's temples.

This action made Pei Xun frowned, grabbed the quilt with his fingers, and muttered in his sleep, "It's cold."

Xu Boyan threw the tissue aside, wanted to put the person down, and went to fetch a quilt.Just as he was about to push him away, Pei Xun was immediately dissatisfied, wrapped his arms around his waist, and moved his little butt onto his lap.

The strength of the other party's hug was not small, and after hugging, he rubbed his butt boldly, as if he was looking for a comfortable position.

Xu Boyan took a deep breath, he spread his legs slightly speechless, and took the arms around his waist away.

In order to prevent Pei Xun from making further troubles, he simply folded his hands in his arms.

Just when Xu Boyan finished all this and was about to be put on the bed with him, the person sitting on his lap suddenly moved, and the place that had been forcibly ignored was accidentally——

"Pei Xun, fuck you." Xu Boyan took a deep breath, and moved the "culprit" down without saying a word.

Pei Xun was not a deep sleeper, but was woken up by this blow.

He was lying on his chest weakly, his eyes were dim, and he didn't know what happened.

Xu Boyan looked worried, reached out to pinch Pei Xun's chin, and gritted his teeth: "Was it intentional?"

Looking at the child's face flushed with illness.

Xu Boyan suddenly remembered the incident when his junior took off his clothes and ran to his bed, and Abai asked him curiously.

If you had a beautiful one lying on your bed that night, would you react?

How did he answer?

What he seems to be saying is: people will be thrown out together with quilts as usual.

but……

Xu Boyan pinched Pei Xun's face angrily, thinking it was because of his illness.

Pei Xun was pinched uncomfortably by him, turned his head away, wrapped his arms around his waist, rubbed against his arms, and murmured: "I want a drink."

Xu Boyan: "Let go of your hand, I'll pour it for you."

"I'm thirsty."

Pei Xun began to mutter nonsense.

Xu Boyan made him so hot that he grabbed Pei Xun's shoulders with both hands and forced the thing off his body. He saw Pei Xun staring at his chest in a daze with his eyes open.

"Look at what?" Xu Boyan lowered his head.

The clothes he was wearing had a loose neckline, which was skewed to one side at the moment. Xu Boyan thought it was Pei Xun who was staring at his clothes and was just about to adjust them.

Seeing Pei Xun leaning forward gently, leaning against his chest, the closer he got to Pei Xun, the more dry his mouth felt, and his Adam's apple rolled down slightly.

Then--

Without waiting for Xu Boyan's reaction, a bright red tip of his tongue slipped out of his mouth, and under the man's sight, he licked away the sweat on his skin.

The tip of the tongue is soft, and there is still a trace of residual heat when it passes over the skin.

Xu Boyan's eyelids twitched.

The person who "stealed" slowly raised his face and looked at him ignorantly, his voice seemed to contain complaints and grievances.

"You don't quench your thirst."

"..."

"Fuck!" Xu Boyan cursed secretly.