First Love Performance Art [Entertainment]

Song Jianchu got out of bed and opened the door, but saw no one at first sight.

Following the faint light of the mobile phone screen, Song Jianchu looked down and saw a person sitting by the door leaning against the wall.

The light was on all night in the corridor, and the man was sitting on the floor against the wall, with one leg bent, one hand supporting his lowered head, his fingers inserted into his forehead hair, and he was frowning trying to decipher non-existent codes in the chat box.

Hearing the sound of the door opening, the man turned his face away, and the glare of the phone brightened for a moment in his hazy eyes.

Song Jianchu immediately helped him up: "Why are you sitting here—"

Before he could pull him up, Mu Ye hugged his leg, his low voice seemed to be aggrieved: "Why are you ignoring me?"

Song Jianchu: "..."

Song Jianchu didn't expect a drunkard's brain to be so easy to use, and he was spotted.He calmly explained to the drunk man: "I didn't see it when I fell asleep, the ground is cold, get up quickly."

Mu Ye self-consciously reflected: "I'm sorry, it won't be so late in the future."

Song Jianchu glanced into the corridor twice, afraid that someone would come out suddenly: "Go in first."

Mu Ye was very obedient when he was drunk, and entered the guest room consciously and quietly.

As soon as the door was closed, Song Jianchu was hugged tightly from behind.Mu Ye almost threw himself on him, he almost couldn't bear it, and pushed forward the door panel.

"Chu Chu." Mu Ye turned on the cat sucking mode again, buried his head on his shoulder and neck and took a deep breath, rubbing the tip of his nose against his neck, "...you smell so good."

Song Jianchu used the shower gel from Mu Ye's house.He was very itchy, pushed his head on his shoulders lightly, and said softly, "Don't make trouble, go to bed."

Mu Ye hung on him attached to him, his hoarse voice was laziness: "I haven't bathed yet."

"I'll wash it tomorrow."

"No." Mu Ye rested his chin on his shoulder, with a sleepy and worried expression: "You won't be handsome if you don't take a bath. If you're not handsome, you won't like it at first."

Is this person drunk or not?

Song Jianchu patiently coaxed the drunk man lying on his back, and said calmly, "No. It's too late, go to sleep."

Mu Ye laughed happily: "You don't dislike me even if you don't take a bath?"

Song Jianchu thought it was coaxing the child, and Mu Ye responded to what he said, he just wanted to get him to bed as soon as possible.

"Don't dislike it."

"Would you still hug me?"

"hug."

"Will you still kiss me?"

"Dear."

Mu Ye buried his face on his shoulder with satisfaction, and finally insisted: "I want to brush my teeth."

Song Jianchu took the humanoid oil bottle to the bathroom to brush his teeth, squeezed toothpaste on the new toothbrush and handed it over.

Mu Ye lowered his head and held his toothbrush in his mouth.

After brushing his teeth with Mu Ye, Song Jianchu suppressed his drowsiness, squinted his eyes and said, "Okay, go to sleep."

Mu Ye still didn't move, staring straight at him, his eyes fell on his lips with a hint of hint, and the eyes rippling with spring were reserved and expectant.

Song Jianchu has long been proficient in deciphering lovers' codes.

Analyze in one second.

His lover is saying: Come, kiss me.

Song Jianchu leaned forward very naturally, and touched Mu Ye's rosy lips after brushing his teeth, and the tips of his ears turned slightly red.

No matter how many times he has kissed, Song Jianchu's heart will still beat fast when he thinks about who this person is.

It will only become more and more throbbing, and more and more unable to calm down.

After kissing briefly for two seconds, Song Jianchu backed away.Mu Ye suddenly wrapped his arms around his waist, lowered his head and grabbed the lips he wanted to part.Hot palms pressed his back, hugging his whole body against him.

Song Jianchu lost all sleepiness in an instant.

He wanted to push the person away several times, but he was caught by the entangled and fresh lips and teeth to continue, not allowing him to stop perfunctorily.

Song Jianchu was taken to the bed when his consciousness was hazy.Mu Ye supported his face with one hand, kissing him while unhurriedly unbuttoning his pajamas.

The pajamas are light and thin, and as the buttons are loosened one by one, they will naturally fall to the sides.

Mu Ye's drooping eyes slowly glanced across the open pajamas, and slowly raised his eyelashes: "Chuchu is so white."

Song Jianchu's face was burning hot, and he stared blankly at the person above.

He couldn't tell whether the man was awake or not.

All seem to be the same.

Whenever this person wants to, he can seduce people like a monster.

The warm-colored desk lamp illuminates the man's superior facial contours, and the slightly raised corners of his mouth are gentle and seductive.Because of the supporting action, the man's shoulder and arm lines look very strong, which invisibly releases the strong sense of restraint of a mature man.But it is not oppressive, but it makes people feel very safe.My heart beats faster and my palms sweat, simply because I can't ignore the sexy in front of me, and I fall into a hormonal trap that even the same sex cannot escape.

Song Jianchu's heart was beating wildly, and his lips moved slightly: "Teacher Mu..."

"It's okay." Mu Ye smiled lightly, pinched the back of his neck comfortingly, and lowered his head again.

Song Jianchu closed his eyes for a while, maintaining his final sobriety and calmness, and reached out to turn off the light.

After returning from visiting relatives, Mu Ye was picked up by Gu Jiaming to participate in a promotional event for an endorsement brand.

Song Jianchu went to the hospital to apply for a bone marrow bank match.

"The test application has been submitted, and it takes about three to six months from the bone marrow bank matching to transplantation." Dr. Zhao said: "If you are lucky enough to find a high-matching donor, you need to check the donor's donation conditions. Regardless of the result No matter what, we all have to take a gamble. During this period of time, you should relax, take care of yourself, and be ready to receive the transplant operation at any time."

Song Jianchu nodded: "Okay."

Dr. Zhao observed him and said, "I have always believed that in the treatment of any disease, the patient's self-will is the most important thing. I am very happy that you seem to be very motivated to treat recently."

After finishing the serious and heavy topic, Dr. Zhao switched to a relaxed conversation.

Dr. Zhao asked meaningfully: "Student Xiao Song is in love?"

Song Jianchu raised his eyes blankly: "Huh?"

Dr. Zhao tapped the side of his neck, and reminded with a smile: "Love is beautiful, but it must be restrained."

Song Jianchu was stunned for a moment, then suddenly realized something, his face became hot, and he raised his hand to cover the skin on the side of his neck.

Song Jianchu is not such a delicate boy, he may not look in the mirror when he goes out most of the time, and he doesn't notice some details.

Leaving the consulting room quickly, Song Jianchu put on the hood of his coat to block the inconspicuous traces.

Back in the car, Song Jianchu tilted his head to check the rearview mirror, and saw a faint red mark under his ear.

The relationship between him and Mu Ye has been a little too sticky lately.

At home, Mu Ye would stick to him all the time, and when he went out to work, Mu Ye would send him a message every half an hour, reporting what he was doing, and asking him what he was doing by the way.

When he and Mu Ye were together, there were more and more unnutritious conversations, and there was no way to simply sleep together at night, and Mu Ye would kiss him for a long time before going to bed every day... It was as if they were really in love.

Song Jianchu didn't know what it was like for other people to fall in love, but after this period of time, he seemed to know what it was like to fall in love.

It's amazing and full of anticipation every day.

But being happy together doesn't mean you can indulge together. There are some principled issues that need to be said.

Song Jianchu took out his mobile phone and thought about it tangledly. He felt that the education work must be timely, otherwise it would be easy to miss the best time for correction.

He took a picture of the mark under the ear and sent it to Mu Ye, waiting for a reply with burning cheeks.

Ten seconds later, Mu Ye replied to the message.

[MY: Miss me? 】

[MY: My side will end soon, wait for me at home [heart]]

Song Jianchu stared blankly at the reply message, and was stunned for a while.

The other party seemed to have misunderstood what he meant.

Song Jianchu typed seriously and gave reminders, hoping that his lover would realize his mistakes consciously.

[See Chu Song: The hickey, I was seen. 】

The video popped up immediately.

Song Jianchu connected, waiting for his lover to take the initiative to reflect.

Mu Ye looked displeased, and asked quietly: "Who saw it? Why is he staring at your ear when he's fine?"

Song Jianchu: "?"

Is this the point of the question?

Song Jianchu sighed, and could only say directly: "Next time..."

"Are you in the hospital?" Mu Ye suddenly frowned and asked.

Song Jianchu paused, moved his gaze slowly, and suddenly saw the hospital's advertisement in his video screen.

He forgot he was still in the hospital parking lot.

Soon calmed down, Song Jianchu said calmly, "I have a cold, come to the hospital and prescribe some medicine."

"You have a cold?" Mu Ye was stunned for a moment, his brows furrowed even tighter: "Why don't you tell me you're uncomfortable? I'll go find you."

"No need." Song Jianchu hurriedly said, "I'm going home."

"What did the doctor say?" Mu Ye asked worriedly, "Just taking medicine? Don't you need injections?"

Song Jianchu: "Well, it's not very serious, you don't have to worry."

Mu Ye looked at him helplessly for a few seconds: "You have to tell me if you feel uncomfortable in the future, you know?"

Song Jianchu nodded obediently: "En."

"Wait for me at home." Mu Ye said warmly, "I'll be right back."

"it is good."

After hanging up the video, Song Jianchu's palms were sweating a little.

At the end of the publicity campaign, Mu Ye seldom refused to be interviewed by the media, and said to Gu Jiaming in the nanny's car: "I have to take care of the patients, so don't come to me these few days if you have nothing to do."

Gu Jiaming heard the video conversation just now, and said with a smile: "It's just a small cold, I'm in a hurry."

"If it were your wife who was sick, wouldn't you be in a hurry?" Mu Ye said lightly.

"Then I won't be able to sleep for three days." Gu Jiaming said jokingly, "One is the benefactor and the other is the wife. Can it be the same?"

Mu Ye took out his phone: "Why is it different?"

"However, the situation between you two is really different from the relationship with other funders." Gu Jiaming said, "This is so greasy and crooked, so nervous even if you have a cold, it's even more exaggerated than my wife and I's passionate love period."

Mu Ye sent a message to the sick little fan, asking him what he would like to eat, and chuckled lightly: "It's the period of passionate love."

Gu Jiaming slowly turned his head in the front row: "?"

Mu Ye stared at the phone screen and waited for a reply.

[See Chu Song: Can I buy some strawberry milk?The family is gone. 】

【MY: Okay, do you want to eat anything else? 】

[See Chu Song: No more. 】

[MY: Be good, go lie down on the bed and cover yourself with the quilt. 】

[See Chu Song: Yes. 】

【MY: I'll be home in 10 minutes. 】

[MY: [hug]]

[MY: [kiss]]

"What did you just say?" Gu Jiaming looked suspicious.

Mu Ye hooked his lower lip happily, put away his phone and looked up, and said softly: "I said, we are in the period of passionate love."