Don't miss the time when I love you

Bin Hong is naturally sensitive, especially when he is being watched by others. Bin Hong can meet An Yan's gaze countless times when he turns his head. He is as gentle as water and extremely cute. Before Bin Hong could respond to his smile, he panicked. look away.

Every time he talked with him at close range, he either lowered his head or looked dodgy, not daring to look directly at Binhong.

It has been two days since Binhong came back, and his kitten's behavior became very abnormal. He finally couldn't help stopping An Yan when he was delivering coffee, "Explain to me?"

An Yan stepped back and pushed herself into a corner, her eyes dodging, "Say, what are you talking about?"

"Cough cough" Bin Hong coughed twice, propped his arms on the wall and lowered his body, "Can't you just look into my eyes and talk? Why are you looking at me when I can't see?"

Binhong is ready to kiss him anytime, as long as he says he likes him!

An Yan guessed what was on his mind, and said stubbornly, "I didn't look at you, you are overconfident."

"Oh, I'm overconfident? It's because you cared too much about me and made me overconfident." Bin Hong insisted on making An Yan clear today.

"I didn't care, I'm sorry, I'm going out." An Yan pushed the man's arm away and walked straight out.

"Cough cough" Binhong coughed again uncontrollably.

In the apartment, Bin Hong's body was a little cold, and he was shivering tightly wrapped in the duvet. He coughed a little when he came back from J city. He thought it would be over, but the cough became worse and worse. In fact, he was waiting for An Yan. When An Yan finds out that she has a cold, and wants to get some of his attention, it's hypocritical!

He finally couldn't help but reach out and take out the phone from under the pillow, and slide to unlock it!Long press the number "1" to dial out.

The mother's hospitalization expenses were almost exhausted, and An Yan was hesitating how to ask Bin Hong to advance her salary for several months, but unexpectedly, Bin Hong called suddenly, and answered the phone in a panic, "Hello! Boss."

"Ahem, you seem to have caught a cold, you," Bin Hong's weak voice came from the other end of the phone.

"Drink some water yourself first, lie down obediently and don't move around! I'll be right there." Halfway through Bin Hong's words, An Yan's tone became awkward.

An Yan hung up the phone, helped the mother lying on the hospital bed tucked in the quilt, turned off the bedside lamp, put on a coat and ran out of the hospital.

An Yan opened the door of the apartment, walked into the bedroom and turned on the wall lamp, while Bin Hong curled himself up under the quilt and coughed "boss".

An Yan nervously ran to the bedside and touched his forehead with concern. His hands were too cold to feel whether he had a fever. "It doesn't matter, let's take cough syrup first!"

An Yan took out a bottle of cough syrup from the pocket of the down jacket and poured a small cup, then supported his back and asked him to drink it, "What? This smell".

"Cough syrup, you've been coughing for the past two days." There was self-blame in An Yan's eyes, complaining that she didn't remind him to take the medicine earlier.

Bin Hong's white lips raised slightly, and he smiled weakly, "I'm hungry, there are quick-frozen dumplings in the refrigerator, can you get me some?"

The feeling of being nervous and being cared for is really great, Bin Hong leaned on the bedside and looked at An Yan enjoying himself.

"Wait." An Yan took off his coat and flipped it up and down, "I seem to have forgotten to buy a thermometer!"

He has been coughing for several days. If he has a fever and doesn't take some medicine, it will be even more uncomfortable tomorrow, but his mother told him that he should not take fever medicine casually, and An Yan didn't know what to do for a while!

"thermometer?"

"Don't move around, let me touch your body to see if you're hot." An Yan rubbed her icy palms into Bin Hong's clothes.

The slightly cool palms attached to his chest slipped down his abdominal muscles, and the cool touch accelerated Binhong's body temperature and heartbeat, "Eh, why is it getting hotter and hotter?"

An Yan murmured to himself in puzzlement, like a puppy wondering why he tilted his head and thought, and withdrew his palm.

The small hand that suddenly disappeared made Bin Hong feel so empty in his heart, he stretched out his hand to hold An Yan's finger.

An Yan's palm was suddenly grabbed by Bin Hong, and he looked at him at a loss, "Boss?"

"Your hands are too cold, making me even colder."

"My hands are cold in winter." Yang Xu always used his palms as warm as a boiler to keep him warm in high school.

Bin Hong let go of his palm and said, "Do I have a fever?"

"I don't know, you're getting hotter and hotter. I'm not sure if you have a fever." An Yan said embarrassedly, and suddenly remembered that when she was a child, her mother pressed her cheek to his forehead to judge whether he had a fever.

So, Bin Hong, who was originally wanting, was burning in the fire, and An Yan made the rhythmic movements of looking for death. He finally couldn't help but hugged his slender waist, grabbed him, and pressed him on the bed.

"Eh?" An Yan looked at Bin Hong in horror as he pressed her on the bed, her lips parted slightly.

"What exactly do you want to do?" Bin Hong's eyes were sharp, and a fire was burning.

I should be the one asking you this, right? "I," An Yan turned on the dodge mode again in fear, not daring to look at him, struggling to sit up from the bed, "I just want to see if you have a fever, my mother pressed my forehead like this when I was a child ".

"I don't care, now, you have caused trouble, you have to solve it for me." Bin Hong persisted, not intending to let go of him at all, suppressing his body heat and breathing on his face.

"Solve it? Solve what?" An Yan looked at him innocently, really thinking that he had done something terribly wrong!

Bin Hong threw off the quilt and sat on him. His loose pajama pants propped up a small tent. An Yan struggled to escape, "I, I didn't mean to, let me go."

Even if Bin Hong didn't eat much for a day, even if he had a cold, fever and runny nose, An Yan's strength was not half as strong as his. , Is it so difficult to say you like me?"

He raised An Yan's hands above his head, and twisted his body, "No, we are all men, it's impossible."

"They're all men, they're all men, can you only say this?" Bin Hong's tone became impatient, and he leaned down and kissed the man's full lips.

"Yeah..." A strong smell of cough syrup rushed into his mouth, and he was about to suffocate, but his lips suddenly became gentle again, gently rolling, sucking, and allowing, An Yan slowly gave up struggling and started cater to.

Binhong cried out secretly in his heart, and the little kitty insisted that he didn't like it. Seeing how distracted and infatuated you are, it's really attractive, "You like me, don't you?"

"What do you want to do?" An Yan took a deep breath, thankful that the man let go of his lips a second before he was about to pass away.

"Say you like me, and then comfort it." Bin Hong smiled naughtily, guiding An Yan to look at the tent propped between his crotch, teasing An Yan whose face was extremely hot.

"I,,," An Yan lowered his eyes, and slowly raised his head for a long time, tears flickering in his eyes, "I, sleep with you, you, you, will give me,, give me money!"

An Yan doesn't like to owe people things, especially favor debts. He already owes Yang Xu too much, and he doesn't know when he can pay it off. If you want him to owe Binhong favors, it's better to sell them, he's open and honest, each takes what he needs and doesn't owe each other!

"What did you say?" Bin Hong's body trembled, feeling struck by lightning, and his body stiffened.

"I'm here today for the sake of,,".

"For money? You came here because you want to ask me for money?" Bin Hong's harsh words were completely lacking in the tenderness just now.

All fucking fake?He thought An Yan was caring about him and ran over to ask him how he was, but it turned out that he was just asking for money.

"My mother is in the hospital. I wanted to advance you a few months' wages, but you," An Yan timidly looked at Binhong's tent that was still bulging at the moment, bit his lips, "If you want, I can talk to you. You go, bed, you want,, pay me."

"An Yan! Why are you so confident that I will want you, with a dry face, where did you get the confidence to think that I will spend money on you!" Bin Hong smiled wickedly at his aggrieved look, and rushed angrily. Speech nonsense into the brain.

"I, I," An Yan felt like a fish he pressed on the chopping board, allowing him to tease him, why did he come here to humiliate him, he shouldn't have come, and he shouldn't have said such things, Thinking of this, tears flowed down my nose, "Can you let me go? I, I want to get out of here."

Bin Hong looked at An Yan who was crying, and his face sank, "Don't you want to make money? So put away your tears."

Bin Hong was surprised by the words he blurted out, watching him cry, obviously very distressed, but said hurtful words, "Then I want to know the price, is it charged by the hour? Or the number of times!"

"I..." An Yan heard Bin Hong's words, obediently wiped away her tears and said, "I, I,!" He was speechless for a long time.

Even though he knew that he only betrayed himself for his mother's hospitalization expenses, Binhong was still furious when he heard his humble tone, and couldn't help but swear at him, "If you want money, just serve me well!!"

"What am I going to do?"

"If you don't have that ability, you still want to sell it, what a joke." Bin Hong coughed lightly, took off his pajamas, naked, looked at An Yan with his upper body naked, and ordered "Take off his clothes".

An Yan heard Bin Hong shouting loudly, her body trembled, and she took off her T-shirt and pants slowly. . .

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