Sweetheart is a thorn in the side ABO

Ye Wei and Qi Yanqing knew each other.

The two of them used to be able to talk, they were both strong, they were proud and cherished their opponents.

Until Ye Wei became more and more crazy, dancing like crazy, crushing opponents without a bottom line, using dance moves to hit opponents "reasonably", many new dancers did not want to face him again after soloing with him once.

The title "Brutal Dancer" was given to him.

Ye Wei is tall and strong. Apart from dancing, he is also a boxing enthusiast. It is really not something ordinary people can bear to be beaten by him.

Qi Yanqing also stopped having any contact with him from this time on, and did not say a word when they met.

In Qi Yanqing's words: "I let you dance, but didn't make you go crazy."

Besides dancing, Zhou Jian didn't know much about the conflicts between the two, but only knew that the scar on Ye Wei's face was related to Qi Yanqing.

Zhou Jian had also seen Qi Yanqing fight Ye Wei a few times, and he was afraid that he would be beaten to the ground by Ye Wei's backhand. The difference in body shape was too great!

He has PTSD on this guy!

Seeing him sighing all the time, Zhong Shenbai asked, "Brother Zhou, why don't you want to take me with you?"

"Uh, not really, it's all right, I'll take some time to accompany you to participate in a few games."

Zhou Jian asked him again, "What do you mainly dance?"

Zhong Shenbai: "Ballet."

Zhou Jian swallowed, he visually estimated at least 185, alpha, dancing ballet in a small skirt...

"You've never danced ballet when you're sober?" Seeing Zhou Jian's surprised expression, Zhong Shenbai asked back.

"I don't mean to discriminate against you! I like all kinds of dances." Zhou Jian took out her mobile phone, "Add a WeChat account, contact me if you need anything."

Zhong Shenbai added WeChat and asked, "When will Qingshen come back? He doesn't plan to return to the Dance Association?"

"No stereotypes, I'm leaving." Zhou Jian waved and left.

Zhong Shenbai looked in the direction he left.

A week later, Tan Wang took Qi Chuxing to Grandpa's place, and the reagents were ready.

Qi Yanqing remembered many things now, but he was still a little confused.

Tan Wang took him to check the blood clot in his head, which had shrunk in half and seemed to be absorbed.

"Take the medicine." Lu Yichao gave Qi Yanqing the pills and water.

Then don't let him eat by himself.

"Open your mouth." Lu Yichao stuffed the pill into his mouth, then slowly filled him with water, saw his frown in pain, and bowed his head to kiss him.

Qi Yanqing turned his head away, "...Why are you kissing me again?"

"Don't you hate me kissing you? The medicine is too bitter, so I kiss you to comfort you." Lu Yichao sat beside him, hugged him, and kissed his side neck, not wanting to hold back in front of others at all.

With the medicine to help sleep, Qi Yanqing slowly closed his eyes, leaned against Lu Yichao's arms and fell asleep.

Qi Chuxing glanced at Tan Huang, seeing that he was staring at the two of them.

In the next second, Tan Wang looked at him.

Qi Chuxing became nervous for a moment, subconsciously turned the wheelchair back a little, and then asked again: "Tan Wang, what do I need to do?"

"Just release the pheromone, take your time."

Tan Wang took out the reagent, a light yellow liquid, he pumped it into the needle tube and flicked it a few times, "It's only 10 minutes old."

"Okay, I see." Qi Chuxing let out a long breath, biting his lips lightly, his palms were covered with cold sweat.

He is really nervous. His glands have not been used for five or six years. I don't know if this drug can release pheromones.

"It hurts a bit." Tan Zhu injected him with a gentle technique, "Okay, you can try it now."

A faint white rose pheromone was released.

Tan Wang pushed him closer to the bed.

But still too light.

Qi Chuxing's face turned pale, and he clenched his trembling fingers tightly.

Qi Yanqing reacted, frowned, wanting to touch the gland in his sleepiness.

"Don't touch." Lu Yichao held his hand and stopped him from moving.

Qi Yanqing looked very uncomfortable, the glands were reddened and swollen visible to the naked eye.

"Uh..." Qi Yanqing curled up in pain, he wanted to touch the gland, but he couldn't move his hands.

Lu Yichao hugged him, squeezed his wrist, and kissed his cheek, "It will be fine soon, bear with it...bear with it..."

The reagent can make the pheromone released by Qi Chuxing contain specific substances, which can stimulate the activity of Qi Yanqing's glands.

This is different from Lu Yichao's appeasement pheromone, this is not appeasement, but healing.

Once the 10 minutes are up, the faint white rose pheromone disappears.

Qi Yanqing was struggling in Lu Yichao's arms, his misty eyes were filled with pain, and the itching and pain in his glands repeatedly tormented him.

Tan Wang said: "You use pheromone to comfort him, as long as he doesn't have a fever at night, this plan is feasible."

"Got it." Lu Yichao immediately released the brandy pheromone.

The rich aroma of wine enveloped Qi Yanqing, he wrapped him in his arms, touched his soaked pajamas, and kissed his hot glands lightly.

"Hmm..." Qi Yanqing leaned comfortably on his shoulder, with tears still in the corner of her eyes, said vaguely: "I like..."

"Like me kissing your glands?" Lu Yichao rubbed the back of his head and kissed him again, "It's very fragrant, red roses smell very good."

Qi Yanqing's mind was muddled, the pain made him numb, the familiar smell and touch made him want to cry, his heart seemed to be a piece of crumpled paper.

Qi Yanqing said intermittently with tears in his voice: "You said that you like me..."

Lu Yizhao's whole body was shaken, his head buzzed, his hands and feet were numb and flustered, he looked at the person in his arms, his throat rolled with difficulty: "Qingqing?"

Qi Yanqing seemed to be trapped in memories, and kept saying two words.

"……fraud."

Lu Yichao's breath was bloody, and he was about to die of pain. He was sliced ​​into bones and flesh by an invisible knife, and the blade repeatedly pulled on his heart.

"I didn't lie to you." He hugged Qi Yanqing in a panic, his deep black eyes were full of anxiety, "I didn't lie to you, I didn't, I was real, really..."

I couldn't say the last few words.

About half an hour later, Qi Yanqing opened his eyes, and the pain had mostly dissipated, but the glands were still uncomfortable.

Lu Yichao hugged him all the time, lying down with him, releasing soothing pheromones.

"Qingqing?" he called softly.

Qi Yanqing turned his head, Lu Yichao saw his expression, he was relieved but also disappointed at the same time.

Still can't remember.

"Sleep, I'll sleep with you in my arms." Lu Yichao leaned over and kissed him.

Qi Yanqing didn't feel sleepy, and kept his eyes open looking at the moon outside the window.

"Not sleepy?" Lu Yichao asked in a low voice.

Qi Yanqing blinked her dry eyes, "I'm sleepy, but I can't sleep."

Lu Yichao quietly released soothing pheromone, "Close your eyes and you can fall asleep."

Qi Yanqing shook his head slowly.

Lu Yichao tightened his arms, tightly wrapped him in his arms, and said in a very low voice, "Can't you sleep by my side?"

She could only fall asleep next to him.

Qi Yanqing didn't speak, just kept looking outside, and didn't fall asleep until his body couldn't bear it any longer.

Apart from hugging him tightly, Lu Yichao didn't know what else to do.

For a week, Qi Chuxing used reagents to release pheromones, and Qi Yanqing changed every day. He didn't have a fever, his glands became red and swollen frequently, and the smell of pheromones became much stronger.

Tan Huang caressed Qi Yanqing's glands, and bandaged the wound, "The activity has increased, and the value is recovering. Stop taking the medicine for three days, or you two won't be able to take it anymore."

Qi Yanqing had managed to raise a little bit of meat, but these days he struggled again, and he started to suffer from insomnia again, he was always lack of energy during the day, and woke up and fell asleep all day long.

"I also think we should stop for a while." Lu Yichao frowned, "He eats too much now, he can't eat anymore."

Tan Wang nodded, then turned to ask Qi Chuxing, "Are you okay?"

"I'm fine." Qi Chuxing pursed his pale lips, "I'm not in pain, you stay with my brother, I'll take care of work."

Then he turned the wheelchair and walked slowly.

Before going to bed, Tan Wang took a glass of milk and went to Qi Chuxing's room, but no one answered when he knocked on the door.

"Then I'll go in." Talking wildly, he pushed the door open, but there was no one in the room, and the quilt on the bed hadn't even been unfolded.

Tan Wang looked around and saw that the bathroom light was on and the door was ajar.

He took a few steps forward and saw Qi Chuxing through the narrow door.

He was sitting in a wheelchair, facing the direction of the toilet, leaning forward slightly, with his elbows on his knees and his face covered with his palms.

After watching for a while, the people inside were motionless.

Tan Luan walked forward, the sound of pushing the door startled Qi Chuxing, Qi Chuxing hid back in fright, his eyes were red in astonishment, he was very frightened.

"Talk, talk nonsense?!" Qi Chuxing pressed his heart, "You, are you okay?"

Tan Huan took the milk, "You don't look very good at night, the reagent has side effects, dizziness, nausea, head tingling, faster breathing and heartbeat, body trembling, is that right?"

This bathroom is too small, and the two of them seem a bit cramped.

Qi Chuxing turned the wheelchair and walked back until he leaned against the wall, then he smiled and said, "No, I've had too much for dinner."

"The doctor is asking you something." Tanzhu said calmly, "You have to tell the truth, so that I can better analyze Yanqing's condition."

"Ah..." Qi Chuxing clutched his pants, his eyes drifted away, "I have all the symptoms you mentioned."

"A few days."

"Just keep on." Qi Chuxing swallowed, barely holding up a smile, "I'm sorry, should I have said earlier? I don't know if it will affect your judgment of the condition..."

"You just sit in the bathroom all night?" Tan Wang interrupted him.

"No, no." Qi Chuxing quickly waved his hands, "If you don't want to throw up, go to sleep."

"I'll have a check-up with me tomorrow." Tan Huang handed him the milk, "Drinking a little will help you fall asleep."

Qi Chuxing rubbed his pants vigorously with his fingers, staring at the glass of milk in front of him, "I won't drink it, thank you."

Tan Wang asked again: "Do you need me to hug you to bed?"

"No, no, no!" Qi Chuxing shook his head nervously, "I'm a wheelchair user, so I can do it myself."

Talking about delusion has come to his senses, Qi Chuxing is as stubborn as Qi Yanqing, and doesn't listen to people much.

"Then I'm going out, don't hold on if you feel uncomfortable."

"Okay, thank you for talking nonsense."

Tan Wang didn't have the problem of insisting on seeing a doctor. He walked to the door and said, "Go to bed early, and have a checkup tomorrow."

"Talk, talk nonsense! You, now..." Qi Chuxing didn't keep up with his mouth, and he screamed out, and he quickly bit the tip of his tongue.

Turn around and wait for his words.

"You're still drinking milk, hahaha." Qi Chuxing smiled dryly, "No wonder you're so tall."

Tan Zhuang was amused, and was still laughing after going out.

Qi Chuxing sighed, and rubbed his legs with his palms... It's fine if you go back, and it's fine if you don't see him. ?