What bad thoughts does the little milk dog have?

Argument 16

Su Lixu didn't expect this guy's massage to be so comfortable, and he felt a lot more comfortable when rubbed by the hot palms on his frequently sprained waist.Pressing and pressing his consciousness gradually blurred, and he didn't know when he fell asleep.

"Brother, you have a waist."

Fu Xingran lowered his eyes and looked at the sunken waist under his palm as if he would bite his fingers, his throat was tight, it was unbelievably sexy.It turns out that such a body is hidden under the white coat, and the inspiration in my mind is surging.

His fingertips were numb.

When he didn't hear the answer, he looked down and found that Su Lixu was asleep on his arms.

The cheek resting on the crook of the arm is slightly puffed up, the shape of the pretty lips is slightly parted, and the breath is slow, but it seems to be plucking at the heartstrings.

Slowly approaching uncontrollably.

Just when there was only a finger distance between his lips, he stopped abruptly, staring at the sleeping figure who was close at hand, his eyes fell on the slender eyelashes, and the nostalgia in the bottom of his eyes was no longer hidden.

I don't know how long I watched it, and finally I leaned my ear close to Su Lixu's lips.

The sound of breathing was shallow, soft, and comfortable, but it filled his heart.

"I kind of can't wait."

Gotta hurry up.

In the middle of the night, the sleeping man seemed to be very uncomfortable, buried his face in the bedding, his breathing was a little short, and he groaned slightly.

The door was pushed open from the outside, and a tall figure was reflected on the floor, and the figure was approaching the bed.

"elder brother?"

The edge of the bed was sunken due to the weight of sitting down, and the young man's deep questioning voice rang in his ears, but only got a muffled grunt from Su Lixu who was sleeping soundly and not feeling well.

"not comfortable?"

The bedside lamp was turned on, and the dim light came on, and Su Lixu's flushed face came into his eyelids.

There was cold sweat on his forehead, as if he was suffering, his eyelashes trembled slightly, and there were tears in the corners of his eyes.This man who usually looks as gentle as jade reveals an invisible fragility, like a ripe peach, exuding an imaginative fragrance.

Although there shouldn't be any delusions at this time.

The back of Fu Xingran's hand was pressed against Su Lixu's flushed cheeks, and his eyebrows frowned involuntarily when he felt the man's body temperature.

It's a little hot.

Thinking of Su Lixu falling down in the bathroom with no clothes on two hours ago, and then asking Su Lixu to give him a massage, the weather is cold now, and it is indeed easy to catch cold.

Perhaps it was the coolness on the back of his hand that made Su Lixu, who was hot all over, feel comfortable, subconsciously rubbed his cheek against the back of his hand, and took advantage of the situation to cover this hand.

It was another appearance that could not be seen normally, and it was also an appearance that Fu Xingran had never seen before.

With the help of the dim bedside lamp, Fu Xingran's gaze outlines the man he loves and is infatuated with.His cheeks were blushing, his lips looked even redder, and his hot breath fell on the back of his hand, opening and closing, and his heart trembled following the opening and closing.

Knowing that Su Lixu is still having a fever, but now this picture of hugging his hand and rubbing against the back of his hand, compared with the familiar picture before, makes his already hovering on the verge of losing control shake a little bit.

His Doctor Su has always been dressed in a white coat, with a gentle and warm smile, so he didn't know that Su Lixu acted like a baby...

Attractive.

The other side of this body hidden under the white coat really has something he wants to explore crazily.

Fu Xingran moved his hand and found that Su Lixu hugged him a little hard, he lowered his head and smiled, and put his hand back into Su Lixu's arms: "You hug me first and then don't let go, it's not me who hugged me." your."

Just sitting on the edge of the bed staring at Su Lixu for a few minutes, and finally pulled him back rationally.It is still necessary to measure Su Lixu's temperature, and if the temperature is too high, he has to find a way to cool him down.

Reluctantly for Su Lixu's body temperature, he pulled his hand out of his arms, first went to take a thermometer to check Su Lixu's temperature, and found out that it was a low-grade fever of 38 degrees.He went to the medicine cabinet and found the antipyretics, woke up Su Lixu who was sleeping, and half-coaxed him to take the medicines.

It was probably very uncomfortable. Su Lixu opened his eyes, took the medicine, and fell back into a deep sleep.

The cup was placed gently on the bedside table.

The bedside lamp then dimmed.

The hot body naturally looked for something cool, and finally rolled into Fu Xingran's arms.

Fu Xingran didn't resist in the slightest, and embraced Su Lixu in his arms.

He couldn't ask for it.

"Brother, dream about me."

A laughing word fell close to the ear, and was finally submerged in the night, and merged into it together with the dream that was about to happen.

In the early morning, the light from the window was shining gently into the room, and the alarm clock rang on time.

Su Lixu's biological clock made him open his eyes at the moment when the alarm clock rang, and at this moment, a chest with clear lines and full of hormones came into view. He looked up in a daze, and saw a young and handsome sleeping face. Rong, it's Fu Xingran.

There was a momentary blank in the mind.

How did he wake up in Fu Xingran's arms?

He could even feel Fu Xingran's shallow breath passing by while he was sleeping.

Fu Xingran was still sleeping, and when he was asleep, his eyebrows and eyes were not as cute as when he was acting like a baby, but rather awe-inspiring.

Because this handsome face was too close, he leaned back a little, early in the morning, why is this guy in his bed, and why are they hugging...so tight.

How did he sleep last night?

It's like falling asleep after a massage.

Suddenly, he felt something touch him.

His eyes followed their intimate posture, even with the quilt covering him, he could still feel that he was not only being held in his arms at the moment, but also the indescribable intimacy.

His knee was pinched.

Just when he was thinking about how to pull out the clamped leg, the hand on his waist suddenly tightened a bit, he raised his eyes subconsciously, and bumped into Fu Xingran who was sleepy but smiling eyes.

By coincidence, he actually felt that the smile in Fu Xingran's eyes was for his future success.

"Brother, good morning."

The warm breath brushing past the ear with the low voice just woke up, like some kind of catalyst, in the early morning, with a "bang", leaving a heavy force in my heart.

"...you...we...why are you sleeping together again?" Su Lixu looked away unnaturally, the distance was too embarrassing: "Are you sleepwalking again?"

It was like this last time, and he was still bitten all night.

He made a gesture to get up, but was hooked back by a powerful arm.

His chest was pressed against Fu Xingran again, and he raised his eyes in astonishment.

"Sleepwalking? When will I sleepwalk? You were the one who pestered me last night. You wanted me to accompany you. I will accompany you." Fu Xingran looked down at the man in his arms with red ears, so Tsukuru innocently said: "You suddenly had a fever in the middle of the night last night, I stayed with you all night, why did my brother accuse me of being sleepwalking?"

"fever?"

"Well, in the middle of the night I heard your voice sounding a little uncomfortable, so I came in to see you, and then I found that you had a fever, a low-grade fever of 38 degrees, and I coaxed you to take medicine for a long time." Fu Xingran seemed very Wronged like that: "Brother, why are you more difficult to coax than me, I am not like you when I take medicine."

Su Lixu: "..." Impossible, how could he be like this, looking at Fu Xingran suspiciously: "Really?"

Fu Xingran looked injured: "Brother, I feel sad when you are like this. I served you hard last night, blowing your hair and giving you a massage. I didn't sleep for two hours and stayed with you because you had a fever. It's six o'clock, and now I've only slept for about an hour, and you still question me?"

Perhaps Fu Xingran's tone was too aggrieved, Su Lixu wondered if he was thinking too much, so he apologized and said:

"I did not mean that."

Out of the corner of his eye, he caught a glimpse of the water cup on the bedside table and the antipyretic medicine.

As soon as he finished speaking, he felt his field of vision being narrowed in an instant, and Fu Xingran's face instantly came close to him, his pupils shrank, and his heart skipped a beat.

He only felt Fu Xingran's cool forehead pressed against his forehead.

"Well, the fever has subsided."

Fu Xingran's lips slightly brushed against his, as if unintentionally, but also as if on purpose when speaking.The forehead is slightly cool, but the breath is warm, leaving numbness when it flows over the lips.

After finishing speaking, Fu Xingran let go of him and sat up.

He watched Fu Xingran lift the quilt and get out of bed. This is a youthful body.

The skin is fair, well-proportioned and powerful, and there is a hormonal atmosphere under the cover, if it is not for the looming scars on the body.But it was such traces, on the muscles that contained strength, that made this body dyed with indescribable fierceness.

But it was a little more milky because of the whiteness.

Su Lixu saw the mark on Fu Xingran's chest.

He had caught a glimpse of it by accident before, but at the time he thought it was a mark left when he hurt himself, but now that he took a closer look, it was a tattoo.

【SLX】

It's tattooed on the left side of the chest.

"I'll take you to the hospital to have a look at your feet and waist in a while." Fu Xingran picked up the T-shirt he had thrown on the sofa beside him, and put it on with his arms raised, just in time to meet Su Lixu's eyes looking at his chest. The bottom was stained with a smile: "See my tattoo?"

He even turned sideways for Su Lixu to see.

Su Lixu withdrew his gaze, feeling that he was a little reckless staring at people: "Sorry, I didn't mean to see it."

"It's okay, it's nothing to see, my tattoo is just for him to see." Fu Xingran mentioned it casually: "This tattoo is the name of someone I like, and it has been tattooed for a long time."

Su Lixu thought to himself that this guy really seemed to have an understanding of feelings beyond his expectations, at least in his opinion, although he was older than Fu Xingran, Fu Xingran seemed to know what liking was better than him.

Falling in love with a person with borderline personality disorder, if the two parties get a balance and stability in their emotions, then they will soon usher in a romantic and endless love.

And in his opinion, although Fu Xingran is the younger brother, he is considerate and considerate in every possible way. Apart from acting like a baby, he doesn't seem to have any other major problems.

This type of boy should be very popular, right?

"Did you see that tattoo clearly?" Fu Xingran put on his clothes and walked to Su Lixu.

Su Lixu looked up at him, and suddenly didn't know what he meant when he asked himself to see clearly: "See clearly."

"Did you really see clearly?" Fu Xingran asked with a smile.

Su Lixu nodded.

Hearing this, Fu Xingran hooked his lips into a deep smile.

With such a smile on this already handsome face, coupled with the sunlight falling on him from outside the window, people couldn't take their eyes off.

"That's good."

Su Lixu: "?" Before he could understand, it would be fine, Fu Xingran suddenly picked him up from the bed, conditioned reflex to hug his neck, and looked at him in surprise: "What are you doing?!"

Fu Xingran smiled and said, "I'll take you to wash up."

"...I didn't have a broken leg, so I won't."

"I think that's the way it is, otherwise I'm uneasy, and I want to stare at you when I'm uneasy, or brother, you want me to keep staring at you."

Su Lixu imagined the scene of being stared at by Fu Xingran all day, and immediately compromised: "...Hold me, I really can't walk with my feet."

He should not be stared at by Fu Xingran.

So, under the gaze of Fu Xingran, he finished washing, and finally even helped him get dressed.

"Brother, let me help you get dressed."

"My hands are fine."

"Just let me help you put it on, or I'll keep hugging you all day long." Fu Xingran smiled sincerely.

Su Lixu: "...let's wear it."

He doesn't want all day, it's scary.