Sweetheart is a thorn in the side ABO

The two of them stood by the river all afternoon and as a result, someone caught a cold.

After returning home, the two of them took a shower, ate, and started coughing after muttering.

Qi Yanqing was holding Hua Diao and cutting his nails, when he heard the voice, he turned his head and looked at him several times, but didn't speak.

The kiss just now really made him a little embarrassed.

The two of them have done more extreme things, but they didn't kiss.

Such an innocent thing happened, he was a little embarrassed to face Lu Yichao.

Lu Yichao himself didn't care, took a cup of hot water and continued with his work.

In the middle of the night, Qi Yanqing was woken up by the heat, touched Lu Yichao's body in cold sweat, and soaked his pajamas.

"Lu Yichao, wake you up, Lu Yichao." He turned on the light and patted Lu Yichao's cheek, which felt hot.

Lu Yichao grunted a few times, wanting to hug him.

"Wake up, don't sleep." Qi Yanqing held his face in both hands, frowned and asked, "Is it uncomfortable?"

Lu Yichao coughed a few times, but was still awakened by the shaking, "...it's okay."

His voice was hoarse and nasal, and it was difficult to open his eyes.

Lu Yichao put his eyes on his arms, "I'll be fine after a night of sleep."

Qi Yanqing took his temperature with a thermometer, "38°8, Boss Lu is really weak, he has a fever after blowing it all afternoon."

Lu Yichao's chest heaved, probably smiling.

"I'm still laughing, I don't feel well when I come back and I don't know how to take medicine earlier."

Lu Yichao was woken up, although he was sleepy but couldn't fall asleep, he turned to look at Qi Yanqing.

Qi Yanqing is very thin, his wrists and ankles are very beautiful, the pajamas are a bit empty on him, he seems to have lost weight again.

He watched Qi Yanqing cover his hair behind his ears and let it fall out in a mess, squatting barefoot on the ground and frowning to read the words on the medicine box.

Hua Diao also woke up when he heard the movement, meowing and wandering around him, his little black paws stepped on Qi Yanqing's instep, and his black tail swung back and forth around his cold white ankle.

Lu Yizhao was fascinated, and was interrupted by his own cough, "Ahem, ahem...Qi Yanqing, put on your shoes."

Qi Yanqing frowned and said, "Why are there four or five kinds of antipyretics, which one should I take?"

Lu Yichao: "Ibuprofen, the one in the blue box, two tablets."

"Oh, I'll get you some water."

Lu Yichao stared at his back, and laughed out of nowhere, without realizing it.

Qi Yanqing has never been very good at taking care of others, and she doesn't know how to do housework. She hasn't even cooked for three years of marriage.

He took whatever medicines he gave at home, Lu Yichao thumped his aching forehead, smiled and said to himself, "Stupid."

Qi Yanqing fed the medicine, found a disinfectant wipe to wipe Lu Yichao's palms, and said, "It's fine to wipe it off, the fever-reducing patch is very uncomfortable to stick on, and it makes my head hurt from the cold."

Lu Yichao remembered that he had pasted the antipyretic patch on him, "Then why don't you say it."

"I'm not as delicate as you." Qi Yanqing threw the wet wipe into the trash can, "I turned off the light."

Qi Yanqing turned his head slightly to look at Lu Yichao, he must be very uncomfortable, breathing heavily, mixed with coughing.

He turned sideways, put his hand on Lu Yichao's arm, and held his wrist weakly with his fingers.

Lu Yichao said in a hoarse voice: "Don't come close, it will be contagious."

"Lu Yichao." He calmly called his name.

Lu Yichao coughed a few times, mixed with responses.

"Don't give me clothes to wear in the future, are you a fool? Wear a sweater to blow the air."

Maybe it was because the night was too quiet, or maybe it was because it was too sleepy, Qi Yanqing's voice sounded a little gentle, less sharp, like a summer moon.

Lu Yichao smiled again.

Qi Yanqing's palm was almost as warm as Lu Yichao's, and he said, "Thank you, Mr. Lu."

After Lu Yichao took the medicine, his consciousness was a little blurred, and the presence on his wrist was very strong.

The kiss tonight... By the time he realized it, he had already kissed him.

Qi Yanqing's eyes were reddened by the wind, his pupils were hollow without focus, and the tip of his nose was frozen red, which made his face pale. He was covered with a large coat, and he looked very thin inside.

At that time, he looked a little pitiful, as if he was begging for warmth. He was so beautiful that even he couldn't escape from being watched like this.

Qi Yanqing is so good at acting, it makes people feel soft.

It is this person who is so cruel and desperate, and it is also this person who looks like a poor little daze.

Lu Yichao woke up in the afternoon of the second day, he was a little dazed when he opened his eyes, and when he turned his head, he saw Qi Yanqing who was wearing earphones and looking at the tablet.

Those who wrote and drew on it with a pen did not notice that the patient had woken up.

Obviously Qi Yanqing didn't go out to work, and was still wearing pajamas, with his hair tied back casually.

"Can I pour you a glass of water?" Lu Yichao asked.

Qi Yanqing stuck the pen into his hair, but he didn't get up, and tapped on the tablet with both hands, obviously he didn't hear it.

He didn't smile until he felt Lu Yichao's gaze, and took off the earphones, "I'm awake, how do you feel?"

Lu Yichao said lazily, "Is this how you take care of the patients? The patients are dying of thirst."

Qi Yanqing laughed and went to pour water and hot porridge for him.

"The porridge is for takeaway, I think it should be safer than making it myself."

Lu Yichao saw his wrist, but he didn't notice last night, Qi Yanqing was wearing a string of transparent beads on his wrist.

"Since when did you wear a bracelet and why?" Lu Yichao asked.

Qi Yanqing rubbed his wrists, and said indifferently: "Nothing, I'll wear it if it looks good."

He felt that Jiangnan Mian's divination was quite accurate this time, and the protection bracelet he gave also helped.

Just trust this charlatan once.

The gentleness of the two was interrupted by a phone call.

Qi Yanqing wanted to hang up as soon as he saw this strange number.

Called again within three seconds.

Lu Yichao drank the porridge, raised his eyelashes halfway, and said casually, "You take it."

Qi Yanqing frowned and hung up again, and was about to get up, "I'll go out for a while... What's wrong with you?"

I saw Lu Yichao beat his chest twice, his face was pale and ugly, his brows were tightly knit, he shook his head and said, "...a bit nauseated."

"Why don't I ask the doctor to come and have a look." Qi Yanqing was talking when the phone rang again.

He just put the mobile phone between the two quilts.

Lu Yichao could see the phone as soon as he lowered his head, so he answered it for him, "Who keeps calling you."

Qi Yanqing clenched his palms, looked at the sign that he was talking, and said, "Unknown number..."

"Qingqing, I'm your Uncle Lu." There was already a voice coming from the phone, which could be heard clearly even if it was not turned on.

Lu Yichao raised his eyebrows, "My second uncle?"

"Hey, is it Yichao? You and Qingqing are together hahahaha."

Lu Yichao picked up his phone, smiled and said, "Yes, Second Uncle, when did you come out, don't say anything."

"I just came out, and I was looking for you too." Lu Yao's laughter became louder, "Isn't it almost New Year's Day? I thought we'd get together as a family at home, and we wouldn't bother."

Qi Yanqing's face was very cold, and he stared at the phone expressionlessly.

Lu Yichao put the porridge on the bedside table, turned his head and smiled with Qi Yanqing, "Okay, when will I go there with Qingqing."

"Then tomorrow?" Lu Yao asked.

"I won't go." Qi Yanqing interrupted Lu Yichao with a serious tone, "You can't go either."

Lu Yichao smiled lightly, and said to the phone: "Second Uncle, we will be there on time tomorrow."

"Okay! The second uncle is waiting for you!"

After saying this, Lu Yichao hung up the phone and threw the phone on the bed.

"Lu Yichao, can't you hear me? I can't say it!" Qi Yanqing stared at him, "What do you see with him? Are you sick!"

Lu Yichao looked at him, the gentle smile just now was long gone, he was about to speak, when his expression changed, he covered his mouth and ran to the bathroom.

"Lu Yichao!" Qi Yanqing hurriedly followed, watching Lu Yichao squatting by the toilet and throwing up.

Lu Yichao couldn't control himself at all, the feeling of vomiting was too strong, it rolled directly from his stomach to his throat, until finally he had nothing to vomit, and he kept retching.

Holding a glass of water, Qi Yanqing bent down and patted him on the back, "Lu Yichao, don't go see him."

Lu Yichao lowered his head in embarrassment, suppressed retching, and said coldly: "I need your permission to go home?"

Qi Yanqing looked at him with complicated eyes, moved his mouth a few times, but still didn't make a sound, stood there for a few minutes, and went out.

Lu Yichao took it easy for a while, because he felt physically sick when he heard that voice just now.

It was the same voice as when I called to say that his mother was dead and was smashed by a car....

After he washed up, Qi Yanqing was still smoking on the balcony, wearing such thin pajamas, with his back rustling in the wind, and his tied black hair was even more messy.

Lu Yichao stood outside the glass door and stared at him for a long time, watching him smoke one after another. After a long time, he finally moved his feet and opened the glass door.

"Why don't you want me to go?" he asked.

Qi Yanqing lit another cigarette irritably, and said without looking back, "I can't tell you."

Lu Yichao's heart felt cold, what on earth was he expecting from Qi Yanqing to say.

No matter how cold the war was, the two went to Lu's house together the next day.

Qi Yanqing stopped talking to Lu Yichao, his face remained cold.

When he was about to arrive at Lu's house, Lu Yichao asked him: "Why don't you want to see Lu Yao? You two have conflicts? What's wrong with him?"

I thought I still won't get a response this time, but Qi Yanqing said, "He's holding my things."

Lu Yichao was puzzled and asked, "What is it?"

Qi Yanqing looked at the passing scenery outside the window, and said calmly, "It's very important."

Lu Yichao thought for a long time but couldn't figure out what Lu Yao could hold, after all, nothing was very important to Qi Yanqing.

He is a person who grabs what he wants, throws away what he doesn't want, and doesn't care what others think. He really can't think of what it can be.

After arriving at Lu's house, I found that everyone was quite neat.

Lu Yao dressed up a lot, but his eyes were still uncomfortable, gloomy and gloomy, with a knife hidden in his smile.

He walked towards Lu Yichao, laughing loudly, "Yichao is here! Second Uncle hasn't seen you for a long time, I heard that you are now an actor? You are really promising!"

Lu Yizhao has always been good at disguising, and his expression can't find any flaws, "Hi, Second Uncle, just come out."

"Yichao." Lu Yao patted Lu Yichao on the shoulder, and was about to get closer when he was blocked by a person.

Qi Yanqing smiled lightly and looked coldly at Lu Yao, standing in front of Lu Yichao and looking at Lu Yao, "Second Uncle can't see me? He doesn't even talk to me."