What to do when dating a gloomy roommate online

subconscious sincerity

The car quickly drove to its destination.

After being hugged once, and being hugged by Qi Yuechen for the second time, Yu Zhong has adapted a little and is no longer so embarrassed.

The girl who looked after the flower shop on the first floor opened the door for them, and Qi Yuechen took him directly to the bedroom.

"What do you want to eat?" Qi Yuechen asked after covering him with the quilt.

Yu Zhong lay in a daze, his thinking a little dull.

"I want to sleep." He seemed to be talking to himself.

The forehead was touched very gently, and something was pasted on it, which was icy and cool, relieving the dryness and heat caused by the low-grade fever.

The hand went down and touched the mask he was wearing.

Yu Zhong raised his hand subconsciously.

"You don't need to wear a mask when you get home," the other party said patiently, "It's boring."

"But," Yu Zhong lay on his back, looking into those peaceful eyes, "It's not pretty..."

After being ill, I looked too haggard, with white lips and a swollen face, which was really ugly.

Qi Yuechen paused for a few seconds, raised his hand and rubbed his head, and said, "Don't think about it."

It's not just cranky, Yu Zhong felt a little wronged for no reason.

He put down his hand and turned his face away in anger.

His side sank slightly, and then the mask was gently removed.

Yu Zhong hurriedly opened his eyes and found Qi Yuechen half kneeling beside him.

"It's not ugly at all," Qi Yuechen looked directly at him, and said softly, "Baby, you can be more confident."

Yu Zhong blinked slowly.

"Do you still like it?"

Qi Yuechen seemed to understand what he was asking, raised his hand to touch his face, and said in a firm tone, "I have always liked it."

Yu Zhong silently watched Qi Yuechen for a while, as if he was trying to determine the true content of the other party's words.

In the end, he just closed his eyes and shrank under the quilt, "I'm sleeping."

If you can't figure it out, think about it after you sleep.

He vaguely heard Qi Yuechen get up from the side, "Go cook porridge for you."

The infusion gradually began to take effect, and the headache disappeared, only the dizzy feeling of general fatigue, and the late drowsiness swarmed over.I don't remember how I was woken up, nor how I drank the porridge, but compared to last night, it seemed much more relaxed and warm.

Enough for him to get a good night's sleep.

A dry and strong hand would rest on his forehead every once in a while, touching it tentatively to see if his body temperature had dropped.

Yu Zhong closed his eyes, grabbed the hand and brought it into his arms.

"Don't go," he murmured, "I don't want to be alone."

Once he wakes up, he will never say this kind of half-dream and half-awake words, but illness is when a person is most vulnerable, and it may also be considered as the time when a person is most likely to reveal his sincerity.

Qi Yuechen's slightly distressed gaze was filled with surprise, followed by a strange light.He laughed silently, bent his knees and climbed onto the bed, lying beside Yu Zhong.

Then he lowered his head and sniffed the other person's hair.Like some kind of large dog looking for its own mark.

Sakura fragrance.It seems to have a bit of mint flavor.

"Baby," he hugged Yu Zhong from his side, buried his head down, and finally stopped on the soft neck, "Do you like me too?"

This soft question dissipated in the silent air, and there was no verbal response.

But Qi Yuechen seemed to be happy, and didn't care about responding.

His kiss landed on the back of Yu Zhong's neck, the tips of his ears, and eyelashes, dry and warm, without the slightest touch of lust.

you are mine.It is also my most precious.

The whole bottle of intravenous drip was finally finished, the needle was carefully pulled out, and the hand that had been infused was also held by Qi Yuechen.

Yu Zhong turned over in the mist, found a more comfortable position in Qi Yuechen's arms, nestled himself in, and leaned on him tightly.

It's like a soft and well-behaved kitten nestled in the arms of its owner.

Yu Zhong slept deeply this time.The stamina of the medicine combined with the comfort of getting past the headache, the inexplicably relaxed mood of living in a house that he has only visited once, and the cold fragrance that enveloped him like a northern forest, all made this sleep last for a long time.

At the end of my sleep, it was like a dream. In the dream, it was a night when the summer heat had not yet faded, in a dark corner, with two cats looking around at my feet, and a handsome boy leaned over and kissed him, saying that he liked him.

The night when he was confessed in a hurry, although it was not formal, he felt that the atmosphere was very good in his dream.

"But I think you were on a whim." In the dream, he didn't leave early, but stood still and waited for Qi Yuechen to say that he liked him, and then responded immediately, his face was very red, but his reason was still there, "Do you really like me?" What? We don't seem to know each other very well."

"And I like men...the road to go will be more tortuous," he finally said, "You'd better think carefully and stop the loss in time."

However, Qi Yuechen in the dream kept asking, how do you feel about me.

"I, I," Yu Zhong took a few steps back, avoiding, but had no choice but to speak, "I also..."

"What?" A voice suddenly interrupted him.

Yu Zhong suddenly opened his eyes.

The cold and handsome boy was looking at him with lowered eyes, and he picked up his lips when he woke up.

"Feeling better? You got seven hours of sleep."

"What?" Yu Zhong was startled, and looked out the window, but the bed curtain was still closed.After sleeping for seven hours, is it still daytime?

Then something even more terrifying was discovered by him.

He actually hugged Qi Yuechen, dripping with sweat, using both hands and feet, clinging tightly to Qi Yuechen's body.

Qi Yuechen was also sleeping beside him, with one hand resting on his back.

Could there be a more intimate gesture than this?

A sense of shame was rising, he seemed to feel that his head was steaming, and there was no way to escape, so he buried his face, his ears were slightly red, and his voice was like a mosquito: "Hey, what's going on?"

Slow down as much as possible while speaking, retracting the legs and hands little by little.

Qi Yuechen let go of him, knowing that the person in his arms was easily shy, "Maybe it's because you feel cold while sleeping. Has the fever gone?" After speaking, he raised his hand to touch the thermometer that had just been placed under Yu Zhong's armpit .

But at the moment when they lifted up their clothes, both of them were stunned.

Yu Zhong had a fever and was sweating all over, his pajamas were half stuck to his body, and there was residual heat all over his body.

The previously pale face finally returned blood, looking pink and white.

The ends of the hair were soaked with sweat, but it didn't smell any peculiar smell, and there was a faint sweet smell.

When he was sick and drowsy, Qi Yuechen didn't think about anything. Wiping sweat, applying fever-reducing stickers, taking body temperature, and doing these things had nothing to do with his mind.

But now people are awake.

In the sweltering air, the alluring sweetness penetrates one's nose, making one dizzy.

And that pretty little face was still upturned, stuck in his arms, looking softly.

The lips are slightly parted, the lips are plump and soft, eye-catching.

The neck is also slender, a button is loosened at the neckline, and it is open. The thin collarbone is still covered with fine beads of sweat, and further down is soft powder, and more fragrant and sweet.

Qi Yuechen's eyes were slightly dazed, staring at Yu Zhong like an evil spirit, his heartbeat increased, his Adam's apple rolled, and his thirst became more and more intense.

His hand was still on Yu Zhong's waist.

It's so delicate and smooth that it can't be grasped.

Yu Zhong was the first to come back to his senses, hurriedly pulled off his clothes, sat up and took out the thermometer to look at it, and changed the subject: "I seem to be fine."

The hand holding the thermometer was suddenly grasped.

He raised his head and found that Qi Yuechen didn't know when to sit up, as if he was too close to him.

Those dark and deep eyes were dim and gloomy, like a swamp shrouded in thick fog, which made people daunting and afraid to find out.

Sensing the potential danger, Yu Zhong leaned back, "Wait..."

Qi Yuechen supported his face with one hand, leaned over, and interrupted what he was about to say with movements.

Hot breath engulfed him.

"It's so sweet..." His mouth was bitten, and only the other party's whispering voice remained in the air.

Yu Zhong had just recovered, and he still didn't have much strength in his body.

She could only raise her head, her chin pinched, and obediently wait for Qi Yuechen to finish kissing.

Qi Yuechen's actions were fierce and urgent.

Yu Zhong's entire face and the tips of his ears were red, he put his hands on Qi Yuechen's chest, pressed them softly, and was pushed onto the head of the bed after kissing.

The tip of the tongue was sucked carefully, and all the body fluid in the mouth was taken away, and sometimes it slid down from the lips along the movement, fell to the chin, and was sucked clean again.

Yu Zhong gradually felt a lack of oxygen.

He turned his head to try to dodge, but the other party persisted in chasing him. His tongue felt numb, and his mouth gradually became difficult to close. It was sore and painful. Yu Zhong felt that he was about to cry. Recklessly pushed back, but attracted more intense treatment.

"Qi, Qi Yuechen..." He called Qi Yuechen's name in a panic, his voice trembling, sounding pitiful and weak.

In the end, his voice was faintly crying, "I'm so hungry..."

He didn't even remember whether he had eaten today, and he had been sleeping all the time. Now his stomach was empty, he was hungry and weak.

Also because of the infusion, I wanted to go to the toilet a little bit.Yu Zhong even felt that if Qi Yuechen didn't let go of himself, there might be a very embarrassing situation.

Thinking of this made him almost weep.

Qi Yuechen covered him and finally stopped.

"I'm sorry," he paused for a few seconds before getting up, helping Yu Zhong pull up his collar, with the desire still remaining in his eyes, "I couldn't hold back just now."

Misty eyes appeared in Yu Zhong's eyes, and he looked at him bewilderedly, his mouth was still trembling, he was kissed hard, leaning crookedly on the head of the bed, he hadn't recovered yet.

Qi Yuechen glanced at him and turned his head away.

"I'll go to the kitchen and cook for you."

The sound of footsteps gradually receded, and if you listened carefully, it seemed that the beat was wrong.

It seems to say that its owner is far less calm than it appears on the surface.

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