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"Uh...no need, little Zhao——"

"Auntie, just call me Ling Yi."

"Northern Qing—"

"Ah Qing is already asleep."

There was silence on the other end of the phone again, and Yan's mother held the phone with the word "disbelief" written all over her face.When Yan Beiqing was at home, he always stayed up late playing games, how could he fall asleep so early!

However, Zhao Lingyi spoke again at this time, he said: "Auntie, please wait a moment."

Click, Zhao Ling took a photo with Yan Beiqing, and then took a selfie of himself, and sent it to Yan's mother together with a postscript: Auntie, I'm really a boy.

Seeing his own brat drooling in sleep, and suddenly seeing a handsome guy with crooked eyebrows and smiling eyes, the dark clouds in Yan's mother's heart dissipated into a clear sky.

This young man is so handsome, is he a classmate of Beiqing?He looks like a good student at first glance.

[Auntie is relieved. 】

Yan's mother struggled for a while and replied with such a sentence, then went to the study to find Yan's father with her mobile phone in her arms. The friend my son made this time is reliable at first glance!

Zhao Ling deleted the text message and hugged Yan Beiqing. He whispered, "Ah Qing, I'll take you to take a bath."

Yan Beiqing, who was asleep, couldn't receive Zhao Lingyi's words at all, and the person who said he was injured walked up to the second floor with Yan Beiqing in his arms.

The bathtub had just been filled with hot water, and the naked person was also carefully put in it.Standing outside, Zhao Ling looked down at the floor, and asked in a mosquito-like voice, "I'm too tired today, can I wash with you, Qing, it's faster."

"If you don't make a sound, I will take it as your agreement." Zhao Ling stretched his legs and stepped into the bathtub, that's right!He has already taken it off!

For some reason, Zhao Lingyi felt that the water in the bathtub was getting cold very quickly, even though he had added water several times, it still became a little cold.Yan Beiqing's fingers were wrinkled from the soak, Zhao Lingyi reluctantly picked them up and wiped them dry before carrying them to the bedroom.

Zhao Lingyi went to the bathroom again, and when he came out again, his abdomen was slightly red.Looking at Yan Beiqing who was sleeping soundly, Zhao Lingyi lay down on the other side and tentatively put his head on Yan Beiqing's shoulder.

This posture seemed a bit awkward, but eventually it became the posture of Zhao Lingyi holding Yan Beiqing.

The room was plunged into darkness, and the small lamp beside the bed was emitting a warm light. Zhao Lingyi took a deep sniff of Yan Beiqing's body and closed his eyes.

Yan Beiqing woke up with a very weird feeling. Something was blowing against his ear and it was very itchy. Then the skin on his knee was slightly slippery, and then the thing he was holding——

"????"

"!!!"

"what!"

Yan Beiqing opened his eyes, blinked, then yelled and pushed Zhao Lingyi off the bed.With a bang, Zhao Ling sat on the floor naked.He snorted, and covered his stomach with his hands for a long time without moving.

"Zhao Lingyi, why don't you wear clothes!" Yan Beiqing's voice trembled while holding the quilt, and at the same time, his hands kept rubbing against the quilt.What did he just catch!what! !

Yan Beiqing hugged the quilt and stared at Zhao Lingyi, his face and neck were flushed red.On the contrary, Zhao Lingyi's face turned pale and his eyes looked a little painful.

"You, you..." Yan Beiqing suddenly couldn't utter the words of accusation, and Zhao Lingyi looked a little uncomfortable.But he didn't hit any important parts, he's sure!

Zhao Lingyi supported the bed and stood up with difficulty. Yan Beiqing wanted to cover his eyes, but the bruise on Zhao Lingyi's abdomen took away his sight.Zhao Ling looked pale, and Zhao Ling had bruises on his abdomen.

Yan Beiqing was agitated, he wouldn't have kicked Zhao Lingyi's wound, right?

Yan Beiqing got out of bed with the quilt in his arms and ran to the closet, opened it and was stunned.Why only one set of pajamas?

In desperation, he changed into pajamas, then went to Zhao Lingyi with the quilt, wrapped him up and helped him onto the bed.

Zhao Ling sat clutching his stomach, Yan Beiqing stood awkwardly, and no one spoke for a while.Zhao Ling lowered his head and pursed his lips. After a while, he said softly: "Yesterday you drank."

Yan Beiqing squeezed his fingers a little guilty, and vaguely had a bad guess.

"You broke the glass and your clothes got wet. I changed my clothes and then you vomited on me."

Yan Beiqing lowered his head and his back was slightly bent.

Zhao Lingyi didn't explain any more, but Yan Beiqing had almost figured it out.ah!The kind male lead took care of him, a drunk all night, but he kicked him onto the bed when he got up in the morning.

If this is seen by readers, how distressed it is, he will be scolded to death, right?

Thinking of the bruise on Zhao Lingyi's abdomen, Yan Beiqing curled up his toes in shame. "Zhao Lingyi, I'm sorry, I'm a little sleepy."

"It's okay, I know you didn't mean it." Although Zhao Lingyi said it was okay, he still looked hurt with his head down.

Yan Beiqing is one head and two big, he won't hurt the hero's heart, right?Is the hero's youth still happy?Yan Beiqing sat next to Zhao Lingyi, but his butt wasn't touching the bed sheet at all.

"Cough, I'm really sorry, or you kicked me to vent your anger?"

"No need, I'm not angry, it's just a little hurt." Zhao Lingyi lifted the quilt a little to expose the bruise, and now Yan Beiqing felt even more guilty.

"I'll give you some medicine?" Yan Beiqing asked tentatively, pinching the bed sheet with his fingers.

"Okay." Zhao Lingyi answered lightly, the corners of his mouth raised slightly and then quickly lowered.

Yan Beiqing found the medicine box next to the sofa downstairs, and also saw suspicious marks on the sofa, and almost tripped himself when passing by the kitchen.

If there was still a sliver of doubt just now, it is all confession now. What a psychological shadow his kick just now left on Zhao Lingyi.

Yan Beiqing went upstairs with the medicine box in his arms, while Zhao Lingyi remained in his original posture.At this time, Yan Bei had forgotten to pretend to be cold early in the morning, and his tone should be as soft as possible while holding the alcohol cotton.

"Well, shall I wipe it for you?"

Zhao Ling turned his head to one side, and Yan Beiqing was looking at him expectantly while holding an alcohol cotton pad.

"Okay." Zhao Ling leaned back against the bedside table and looked down at his abdomen, watching the trembling fingers approaching his skin.Zhao Lingyi trembled slightly, his hand also froze, and those beautiful eyes looked like he was about to cry.

Is he... is it too much?

After that, Zhao Lingyi didn't tremble anymore, and he didn't groan in pain when Yan Beiqing sprayed him.But the more he said this, the more guilty Beiqing felt, and the more cautious he moved, the more he paid attention to the changes in Zhao Lingyi's expression.

After the treatment, both of them were sweating, one was nervous and the other was patient.

Pulling the quilt over his head to cover his red ears, Zhao Lingyi said sullenly, "Ah Qing, please ask me for leave, I'm not feeling well."

"Ah, good." Yan Beiqing hugged the medicine box and looked at the male lead who only showed his hair, and said sorry again silently.

He rubbed his rumbling stomach and looked at Zhao Lingyi who was lying on the bed. Hey~ he had already eaten the breakfast made by Zhao Lingyi himself at this time before.

Yan Beiqing went downstairs and went out, Zhao Lingyi stood by the window and lowered his eyes watching Yan Beiqing's slowly receding figure.He went back to the bedroom, lay down on the bed and closed his eyes.

After an unknown amount of time, familiar footsteps sounded, and the door was opened.Zhao Lingyi grabbed the quilt vigorously with his hands, and finally there was a look in his eyes, did he come back again?

"Zhao Lingyi, I bought buns and soy milk, would you like some?"

As soon as Zhao Ling turned his head, the boy at the door raised his hands and looked at him with an expectant expression. There was hidden care and guilt in his eyes.

"Okay." Zhao Ling rolled his eyes.

"You don't move."

"But I don't want to eat in bed."

"Then don't move, I'll put the things downstairs first, and then come to help you."

"Ah Qing, I'm actually not seriously injured."

"Don't move then! I'll be here soon!" Yan Beiqing went downstairs thumping, and he was still wearing pajamas. It was obvious that he had walked for a long time in this suit and went to the food stall to buy breakfast. Then brought this back up again.

Carefully helped Zhao Lingyi to sit on the dining table, and then pushed the plate containing the buns in front of Zhao Lingyi.Zhao Lingyi seemed to have forgiven him, his complexion looked much better, and his eyes became warmer.

Just as Yan Beiqing was about to breathe a sigh of relief, Zhao Lingyi who picked up the chopsticks frowned slightly. "What's the matter, Zhao Lingyi, are you tearing your wound?"

Zhao Ling turned his head and said embarrassedly: "My arm seems to be a little sore."

"Ah yes, then shall I feed you?"

"it is good."

"..." Suspicion flashed in Yan Beiqing's eyes as he held the chopsticks. Did Zhao Ling answer too quickly?