Sweetheart is a thorn in the side ABO

Qi Yanqing stared at the door for a while, but no strange figure was seen, and no one passed by.

After looking at it for a while, his eyes hurt, so he moved all the food to the table next to him. After two or three bites, he didn't want to touch it anymore. He felt uncomfortable and felt a little nauseous.

Tan Wang said that this is also a postoperative reaction, and he needs to adjust slowly. He pressed his empty stomach, he just didn't want to eat these.

"Hua Diao, what are you looking at?" Qi Yanqing patted the bed, "Come and sleep with Dad."

"Meow." Hua Diao looked at the door and flicked his tail twice, but still jumped onto the bed and shrank into Qi Yanqing's arms.

Qi Yanqing pressed his face against Hua Diao's body, rubbed his chin twice, the fluffy hair was very warm, "I'm sleepy, let's sleep."

Standing at the door of the ward was a fully armed man, wearing a mask and hat, leaning against the wall and coughing lowly.

Lu Yichao didn't dare to move, and was almost discovered.

The eyes are bruised and dark circles are heavy, today is the third day of the susceptible period, he can barely go out, and before he left, he was injected with two inhibitors.

He couldn't help it, he missed Qi Yanqing so much, his mind was full of him, Qi Yanqing's voice was the only sound when he was awake and asleep.

But Qi Yanqing kept crying in his dream and couldn't laugh.

All these sorrows were given to Qi Yanqing by him, he stood far away and dared not coax him or touch him, he didn't even dare to say a hypocritical "don't cry".

After waking up from the dream, she had to come and see Qi Yanqing, afraid that those were not dreams, afraid that Qi Yanqing was really crying.

After coming here, until standing here, I still feel that I am cunning... Obviously I can't help but want to see him, looking for some high-sounding reasons.

He leaned here, only a wall away from Qi Yanqing, but his manic emotions were calmed down.

—He's a voyeuristic lunatic.

Lu Yichao stood for a long time before turning his head to look inside, he was already asleep.

The food was placed on the table intact, Lu Yizhao frowned, Qi Yanqing didn't like to eat these, especially picky eaters when he was sick.

Before the estrus period and illness, he would stay at home most of the time, saying that he had no job.

In the afternoon, Lu Yichao took Qi Chuxing to find a restaurant.

The two entered the kitchen.

Qi Chuxing looked at the pile of ingredients in front of him, pointed to himself, "I do?"

Lu Yichao nodded, "I say you take one step at a time."

"Can't you just do it?" Qi Chuxing said so, but still rolled up his sleeves and worked.

Lu Yichao has already cut the side dishes, big ones and small ones crooked.

"Fry the shiitake mushrooms first." Lu Yichao turned on the fire and asked Qi Chuxing to fry, "Salt to taste."

"How much is the right amount?" Qi Chuxing dug out half a teaspoon of salt and poured it in.

"Too much." Lu Yichao took the spoon away, "His taste is bland."

"Just a little vinegar, he doesn't like sour food."

"How much is one point..."

"Add water and stew for a while, drop a few drops of sesame oil."

"How many drops is that?"

After stumbling to make a meal, it was almost dark and it happened to be dinner time.

Mushroom chicken noodles, the soup base is milky white, smells fragrant and not greasy.

Lu Yichao boiled two cabbage hearts for later use, and Qi Chuxing was about to put them on.

"Wait." Lu Yichao changed a few slices of lettuce again, "Let's put this, he's too smart."

It doesn't look like it at all, and I won't eat it if it's made by him.

Qi Chuxing looked at him, "Brother Lu."

Lu Yichao covered the lunch box and gave it to Qi Chuxing, then pushed his wheelchair out, "Bring him the rice, he likes this taste, he should be able to eat more, just say you made it."

"Aren't you going to see my brother?"

"Don't bother him anymore, it's better not to see me."

Lu Yichao pushed Qi Chuxing to the door of the ward, "He fell asleep without eating, and couldn't sleep well, so wake him up to eat."

Qi Chuxing looked at Lu Yichao's expression, which was even uglier than before, "Brother Lu, are you feeling unwell? See a doctor."

"It's okay, you go in."

Qi Chuxing pushed the door open and went in, and woke up before getting close to Qi Yanqing, indeed he did not sleep well.

"Chu Xing?" Qi Yanqing was still not fully awake, he sat up with his eyebrows pinched, "Why are you here?"

Qi Chuxing smiled, opened the small table and put the lunch box on it, "Brother, I cooked for you! It's my first time cooking, I'm a little nervous hahaha."

As soon as the lunch box was opened, a scent wafted out, Qi Yanqing stared at it, somewhat dazed.

Qi Chuxing said: "I asked Brother Zhou Jian what you like to eat, and I just followed the online tutorial. It may not be very delicious."

Qi Yanqing responded, seeing that the side dishes inside were cut in a mess, he looked at Qi Chuxing's hand, "Are you not hurt?"

"No, I'm very careful." Qi Chuxing quickly spread his hand, "Brother, eat quickly."

Qi Yanqing was indeed hungry, as soon as he smelled this, he became hungry.

He tasted the soup and it was to his liking.

Qi Chuxing watched quietly as his brother ate most of the bowl, and finally seemed to be full.

"Is it delicious?" he asked.

Qi Yanqing wiped his mouth, and replied subconsciously, "It's a bit salty, I don't like jealousy, why put lettuce, I don't like this... Cough, it's okay, it's delicious."

Qi Chuxing's eyes were a little red, he blinked twice to block the wetness, and said with a smile: "It seems that I have a talent for cooking."

Qi Yanqing was full and comfortable, and his mood improved a lot.

Lu Yichao stood at the door, listening to Qi Yanqing's voice, bent his body slightly, put his hands in his pockets to pinch red marks, and told himself not to push the door.

He closed his eyes hard, his breathing was heavy, his heart was beating fast, and his heart was palpitating and painful.If he couldn't go in, Qi Yanqing would be as sad as in a dream.

I hope Qi Yanqing won't feel sad because of him again.

Then he should go farther.

Chu Xing stayed inside for a long time before coming out. He was taken aback when he saw the person at the door, and then gave the lunch box to Lu Yichao.

The two walked away a few steps and whispered in the quiet corridor.

"My brother has taken the medicine and is asleep now."

"Ah."

"My brother likes to eat this meal."

"I know."

"He didn't notice, he ate a lot."

"That's good."

"Don't you still like my brother?"

Lu Yichao didn't speak again, there was no sound in the corridor, the voice-activated lights were all off, it was too quiet.

After a while, Lu Yichao coughed a few times, the light came on, and according to his pale face, he said in a hoarse voice: "It's getting late, I'll take you back."

"No, I can go back by myself." Qi Chuxing said and looked into his eyes, with a persistent gaze, which was rare to be a bit strong, "Brother Lu, are you going back?"

"... back."

"Oh."

Qi Chuxing turned the wheelchair and left, ignoring the person behind him, "I won't go with you, you have to go back by yourself."

Lu Yichao propped himself up on his knees and coughed for a long time, every time he pulled his glands hurt, his eye circles were red from coughing.

He coughed in a muffled voice, and beat his aching heart twice. The lights in the corridor turned on and off, and turned off.

He should go.

Today I came to see Qi Yanqing.

Just look at him.

One glance is enough.

Just one look... and one more look.

Take another look and leave immediately without being noticed by him.

He does nothing but look at it.

When he came to his senses, he realized that he had already opened the door and walked in, sitting on the edge of the bed and holding Qi Yanqing's hand.

His hands were cold and soft, with slender phalanges and well-defined joints, holding them like flexible silk brocade.

He needs some Qi Yanqing's pheromone.

But the mark was washed off.

He can't smell it.

Can't smell roses anymore.

Lu Yizhao lowered his body, rubbing the tip of his nose against Qi Yanqing's side neck, there was only the smell of medicine.

"Hmm..." Qi Yanqing leaned in his direction, maybe because he was cold.

Lu Yichao's eyes were getting deeper, Qi Yanqing's breathing was right next to his ear, so light, like a feather caressing the tip of his ear, even his heart was itchy.

Qi Yanqing fell asleep, he often suffers from insomnia, the medicine contained soothing ingredients, he slept relatively deeply, his breathing was long and occasionally there were a few raving and humming sounds, he was so close, as if he was whispering to him.

Lu Yi rolled hard towards his Adam's apple a few times, and pressed his thin lips tightly.

Just... just one more look, one more look.

He moved very lightly, but his gaze was like a dormant beast, covering the weak prey in his arms.

I can't wait to devour it one bite at a time, I can't wait to let my whole body be covered with the fragrance of roses.

Qi Yanqing opened his lips and teeth slightly, moved his fingertips twice, his index finger unconsciously hooked Lu Yichao's little finger, and circled it twice, it might be Hua Diao's tail.

Without smelling the pheromone, Lu Yichao became even more manic and restless, and there was an emptiness deep in his heart that could not be filled.

The ward was very quiet, he was restraining his breathing, his arms were propped on the side of the bed, carefully avoiding Qi Yanqing's long hair, he didn't dare to make any movement, and lowered his head little by little until his lips touched Qi Yanqing's. horn.

"Hmm..." He couldn't help humming.

Soft and warm, the desire buried in the bottom of my heart burst out with a bang, the only remaining reason collapsed and crashed, and smoke rose everywhere.His brain and body were controlled by the person in front of him, he deepened the kiss and tasted all the sweetness.

He belongs to Qi Yanqing.

But he was lost.

Lu Yichao sniffed him and kissed him like a puppy, making a low and hoarse sound from his throat.

not enough.

not enough.

Desire is an invisible chain, winding and sliding round and round, he completely wrapped Qi Yanqing from head to toe, leaving no gaps.

Qi Yanqing's eyelids rolled, his eyelashes trembled a few times, he felt a little hot, he let go of Lu Yichao's fingers, and wanted to turn around.

Lu Yichao held him in his arms, he fell into it, he lost his mind, he wanted to grow on Qi Yanqing's bones, he wanted to be Qi Yanqing's property.

His glands suddenly hurt, but he didn't want to worry about it, he just wanted to kiss Qi Yanqing again.

Suddenly, there was a sharp stabbing pain in the back of his neck, he trembled violently, and the brandy pheromone overflowed wildly in an instant.

The inhibitor failed, and the pheromone rushed out without any effort, yearning for Qi Yanqing just like him.

Lu Yichao's mind went blank, he leaned over to touch Qi Yanqing, the touching body made him sink deeper and lose control, his breathing was dry and hot, his palms wrapped around his shoulders and neck, forming an extremely intimate hug.

His heart and Qi Yanqing's heart were stuck together, making him feel alive.

Lu Yichao buried his head on Qi Yanqing's shoulder, sighed and let out a mouthful of dirty air, his words were slurred, his breath was extremely low and he was still trembling.

"……hug me."