Quick wear to save the black-faced devil

When I got off work, there was a light rain outside, and the summer heat was suddenly replaced by the coolness. A gust of wind blew, bringing bursts of cold air, and the people who had been troubled by the sweltering heat for a long time were refreshed. They greedily breathed fresh air. In the air, there was a long-lost comfortable smile on his face.

As soon as Duanmuyan got out of the elevator, the old housekeeper called. Lin Mubai was sick.

Duanmuyan's face suddenly sank, his lips were pursed into a straight line, and his whole body was in full swing. The assistant followed him three steps away with trembling legs, not daring to move forward, for fear of being affected by his anger.

Duanmuyan's straight face is usually scary enough, but now it's even worse, as if he is Shura who crawled out of hell, his whole body is emitting a cold air, which is very frightening.

Under the blessing of low air pressure, the driver stepped on the maximum speed limit for half an hour and drove up to 8 minutes. When Duanmuyan got out of the car, the driver breathed a sigh of relief, and then wiped his face Cold sweat, just on the road, he thought he was going to be killed.

When he got out of the car, he didn't care about waiting for the driver to support him into the villa with an umbrella. Duanmuyan strode towards the house. The old housekeeper waited at the door early, and when he saw Duanmuyan came back, he explained the matter in a low voice. Fan, "The weather was fine this afternoon. The young master was basking in the sun on the beach chair on the roof. Then it rained. The young master probably thought it was fun, so he walked around in the rain for a few times. I didn't pay attention downstairs. I went up later. When I watched it, the young master was lying in the gap under the eaves and fell asleep. It was probably at that time that he caught a cold. The doctor came to see him once and prescribed some antipyretics. He was supposed to give an injection, but the young master refused. If the number of times is too high, drug resistance will develop, so I didn't persist, and now I take antipyretics, and I fall asleep."

Duanmuyan pursed his lips tightly, he walked very fast, the old housekeeper could be said to trot all the way to follow him, and finished explaining the matter.

At the door of the room, he stopped, took off his wet coat, handed it to the old housekeeper, and then went in.

There was no light in the room, and the light was very dark. He stood for a while before he got used to it. Looking towards the bed, the boy kicked off the quilt, hugged the pillow and curled up in a ball in the middle of the big bed, as if he had just The immature cat who was born not long ago, young, helpless, makes people feel distressed.

Stepping lightly, Duanmuyan walked to the side of the bed, and then sat down. He knew that a patient with a fever should sweat all over, so as to heal faster.

After covering the boy with the quilt, he quietly looked at the boy's face.

It seemed that he had a fever and was uncomfortable, the boy kept frowning, he was very hot, Duanmuyan wrapped the quilt that he kicked off again.

Lin Mubai felt very uncomfortable. He felt that he had fallen into the magma while half dreaming and half awake. After humming twice, he stretched out his feet to kick the quilt again. With a light kick with a pair of small jade feet, most of the quilt fell from his body. After such a toss , Most of the already baggy nightgown fell off, revealing a large area of ​​smooth and delicate skin.

Under Duanmuyan's careful care, the boy has become much healthier. With the usual exercise, he has smooth muscles and feels good to the touch.It is the large or small scars on the top, which look very unsightly.

Stretching out his hand to caress the scars, Duanmuyan's eyes were gloomy. These were caused by Lin Mubai's unscrupulous father, a gambler, alcoholic.

Thinking about it this way, it would be cheaper for him to send people to South Africa to mine!

If it weren't for that scumbag being the boy's biological father, Duanmuyan would have wished to lock him up so that he could not live but die!

Touching and touching, he became distracted, Duanmuyan couldn't help swallowing, considering that the boy was still running a fever, his heart fluttered for only a second, and he cursed himself as a beast, and he quickly regained his composure.

Wrapped the quilt again, without waiting for the boy to step out again, Duanmuyan took off his shoes and went to bed, hugged him with the quilt in his arms, not giving the boy a chance to struggle.

Lin Mubai had a fever, and the medicine he took had sleeping ingredients. He fell into a drowsy sleep and couldn't open his eyes. He felt that he had fallen into the hot magma again. It was so hot that he wanted to escape.

Reluctantly, Duanmuyan hugged tightly, he struggled for a while, whimpered, and reluctantly gave up struggling.

Duanmuyan gently rubbed his chin against the top of the young man's head, and then hugged him into his arms. He was tired for a day, and now he was a little sleepy. Listening to the shallow breathing in his ear, unconsciously, He fell asleep too.

After taking the medicine, he was sweating again. Lin Mubai's fever subsided, but the illness came like a mountain and went away like a silk thread. He fell down for several days.

The old butler was worried about his health, so he didn't dare to feed him too greasy food, so he asked Aunt Zhang to cook some light food.

Lin Mubai protested a few times, but was ruthlessly suppressed. He originally wanted to be pissed off, but looking at Duanmuyan's deep eyes, he felt that if he really did this, something terrible would happen. Driven by him, he could only reluctantly accept his fate.

When sleeping at night, Lin Mubai looked at Duanmuyan who was crawling on the bed after taking a shower, and blinked, "I'm sick, so you're not afraid of being infected if you sleep with me?"

"It's okay, I have good resistance." Duanmuyan said, and was about to wrap Lin Mubai into a silkworm baby again. Lin Mubai protested desperately, "I don't have a fever anymore, don't cover me with the quilt, it's so hot!"

Wrapped quilts in summer are simply fatal!

Duanmuyan pursed his lips, and took a thermometer from the bedside table. He had already taken his temperature in the morning, and he was still worried that the fever had subsided. Lin Mubai took the thermometer and put it under his arm, separated by the thermometer. He frowned uncomfortably.

Duanmuyan rubbed his hair as a comfort.

Five minutes later, Duanmuyan took a look and found that he didn't have a fever, so he was relieved, put away the thick quilt, changed the air-conditioning quilt, covered Lin Mubai, and lay down himself.

In the dark, Lin Mubai curled his lips, and when Duanmuyan fell asleep, he secretly reached out and pinched Duanmuyan's face, hummed twice, and then helped him repair his spiritual core.

For several days after that, Lin Mubai didn't eat what he wanted, and his face turned green when he cleared porridge and side dishes every day.

He took pleasure in the thought that after eating so many green leafy vegetables, he would not need to eat when he was hungry, and just stand under the sun, so that photosynthesis could take place.

During this period, Lin Mubai sneaked into the kitchen countless times, wanting to eat some spicy dishes while no one was around, but Aunt Zhang was worried that Lin Mubai would be greedy. , Lin Mubai sighed, closed the refrigerator, and just met Duanmuyan's deep eyes that appeared at an unknown time, like a cat whose tail was stepped on, Lin Mubai's whole body's hair exploded, he was embarrassed He smiled, pretending to be relaxed, "Ah Yan, why are you leaving work so early today?"

Duanmuyan looked at him fixedly, without speaking.

Lin Mubai touched his nose embarrassingly, his mouth was stiff, "I'm just hungry and want to see if there is anything to eat in the refrigerator."

This is the truth, he did not lie!Really looking for something to eat!But it's a bit harsher.

Duanmuyan didn't say he believed it, nor did he say that he didn't believe it. Lin Mubai broke out in a cold sweat after staring at it, and then he said, "I bought you creme brulee, come out to eat."

Lin Mubai's eyes lit up immediately, and he forgot what happened just now, Pidianer Pidianer followed Duanmuyan to the living room.

Looking at Lin Mubai who was holding a small creme brulee like a little hamster and taking small bites with a small spoon, Duanmuyan's eyes gradually softened. He raised his head, took a spoonful of creme brulee, and asked, "Ah Yan, do you want to eat?"

"Eat it, I don't eat sweets." Duanmuyan couldn't hold back, and reached out to rub the boy's hair. It felt good, and he couldn't help rubbing it a few more times.

Lin Mubai's hair is just like his character, very soft, but very resilient, which he likes very much.

No matter how he looked at it, he felt that Lin Mubai was satisfied, from the hair to the heels, everything was so comfortable.

"Ah Bai." Duanmuyan couldn't help calling out.

Lin Mubai raised his head and looked at him in a daze, "Huh?"

"It's nothing, I'll just call you." Duanmuyan laughed lightly.

"Well." Lin Mubai lowered his head and continued to fight against Pudding.

The setting sun shone into the room through the huge floor-to-ceiling windows, coating the two with a golden halo, eating alone and watching alone, giving people a sense of tranquility.

"The young master really likes the young master." Aunt Zhang passed by outside, and seeing the warm atmosphere of the two through the window, she couldn't help but sigh, "The young master is also a good boy, a good boy, always makes people feel distressed. "

"Yeah." The old housekeeper nodded with a smile, and trimmed the branches and leaves with scissors. "I really hope they can continue to get along so happily. It's been a long time since the young master has been so lively."

A few days later, Lin Mubai's cold was completely cured. To celebrate, Aunt Zhang made a big bowl of garlic crayfish. He ate twenty of them under Duanmuyan's control, and was moved to tears.

If Duanmuyan didn't stop him, he would have chewed up the shrimp shells and swallowed them!

Looking at his wolfish appearance, as if he had been abused before and no one gave him food, Duanmuyan was annoyed and funny, "Abai, you are really a snack!"

"People eat to survive, and I live to eat." Lin Mubai licked his fingers slowly, and said confidently, "Isn't it just eating and drinking in life? Besides, Aunt Zhang is so good at craftsmanship , I can’t stop once I eat, can this be my fault?”

"Young master's mouth is as sweet as honey!" Ignoring Duanmuyan's black face, Aunt Zhang put two crayfish into Lin Mubai's bowl with a smile, "Eat two more!"

"Aunt Zhang is the best!" Lin Mubai said with a smile, afraid that Duanmuyan would not let him eat more, he held a shrimp in each hand, just like an old hen guarding a chick.

"Little heartless!" Duanmuyan stretched out his hand and gave Lin Mubai a blow, but he didn't have the heart to use force, it didn't hurt at all.

"Aunt Zhang, Ah Yan's domestic violence, I was hurt, and I need mental damage and medical expenses. I won't forgive him without two crayfish!" Lin Mubai quickly peeled a shrimp and stuffed it into his mouth , with bulging cheeks, said vaguely.

This time Aunt Zhang just laughed and didn't feed him any more.

He went to the kitchen to fill two bowls of winter melon pork ribs soup, and went to remove the oil for them. After Lin Mubai finished eating the shrimp, he drank the soup happily, feeling that his life was complete.