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"Can you?" After a brief hesitation, Feng Qisong took Bai Hemian's hand.

He gave an inaudible "um", closed his eyes, and handed himself over.

The smile at the corners of Feng Qisong's eyes deepened, and he leaned over to hold it for him.

Bai Hemian is young and inexperienced, so he doesn't usually do it by himself, let alone someone else's help?After being held by Feng Qisong's big hand like this, he couldn't bear it after taking a few breaths.

His eyes were slack, his head rested on Second Brother Feng's arm, and he was in a daze. He wanted to say a few words deliberately, but he opened his mouth and moaned. When he really remembered what to say, he had already surrendered.

It was agreed that Bai Hemian would help Feng Qisong, but in the end it was Feng Qisong who helped him.

Bai Hemian vented his anger, lay down exhausted, let Second Brother Feng wipe himself, didn't even have the strength to open his eyes, just tightly clutched the hem of Feng Qisong's clothes, no matter how embarrassing and annoyed he didn't let go, he could only breathe After a while, he fell asleep again.

Feng Qisong hilariously put away the handkerchief.

He wiped cleanly, didn't even lift the quilt, just fumbled to help Bai Hemian change his clothes.

It was rare for Bai Hemian to be at peace, neither fussing nor fussing about, his eyelashes fluttered as if he had woken up, but his eyes remained closed.

Feng Qisong couldn't tell whether he was really asleep or pretending to be asleep, but he maintained his usual gentle attitude, made him feel comfortable serving Young Master Bai, and finally had time to solve his own problems.

Feng Qisong still remembered what Bai Hemian said.

Since I promised to help, I can do nothing now.

So Second Master Feng held Young Master Bai's hand tightly again, and led him to slide up and down.

Bai Hemian really fell asleep, except for a slight trembling, there was no other reaction, and he even sniffed Feng Qisong's neck quite fondly, curled up in Brother Feng's arms contentedly like a docile cat.

The two helped each other, and it was getting late. When Bai Hemian woke up again, Feng Qisong was no longer on the hospital bed, only Qianshan pestle was left in front of the door of the ward, holding a box and looking cold. food box, dozing off with his back to him.

Bai Hemian lazily turned over, moved his sore wrist, and yawned silently.

"Qian Shan," he lazily lifted the quilt and realized that he had changed clothes, he pursed his lips and smiled, "Where is Second Brother Feng?"

"Young master, are you awake?" Qian Shan immediately ran into the room and put the food box by the bed, without directly answering his question.

Bai Hemian raised her eyebrows: "Where is Second Brother Feng?"

Qian Shan paused: "Going out to do some errands."

"When will I be discharged from the hospital?"

"Need to stay another night."

"When will Second Brother Feng come back?"

Qian Shan couldn't answer.

He had a vague idea in his mind, he got out of bed and ran out of the ward without looking at the food box beside the bed.

Bai Hemian still remembered that when he just woke up, the doctor gave Feng Qi pine medicine.

"Young master, young master!" Qian Shan chased Bai Hemian out, trying to persuade him to go back to the ward, "You are still ill, you must not catch cold again, it is windy at night, you should go back to lie down let's go."

Bai Hemian walked forward without looking back, passed by a ward, and waited patiently in front of the door, and when the door opened, he immediately raised his voice and shouted: "Second brother!"

He knew that Feng Qisong's leg injury should not be known to outsiders, so he deliberately did not call Feng Qisong's surname.If this is the case, it also makes Qianshan jump in a hurry.

"Young Master, you can go back." Qian Shan muttered earnestly, "Don't think that colds are minor illnesses, but even minor illnesses have to be treated honestly. Your fever hasn't completely subsided. If you repeat... "

Bai Hemian folded his hands, staring at the closed door of the ward without blinking, not listening to Qian Shan's words at all.

The door in front of him opened with a creak, and just as Bai Hemian called out the word "two", Feng Qisong came out from inside.

"Second Brother Feng," Bai Hemian rushed over excitedly, "How about your legs?"

Feng Qisong supported him, neither affirming nor denying it, but asked his teacher, "Did you not take your medicine?"

"Eat, take medicine?"

"Well, I put the medicine beside your bed." Feng Qisong easily took Bai Hemian's thoughts away, and seeing that he couldn't answer, he frowned slightly, "There is still a glass of water...you didn't take it?"

"I..." He was at a loss for words for a moment, caught a glimpse of Qian Shan who was suppressing his laughter, and blurted out, "Qian Shan didn't let me eat."

"Little, young master?" Qian Shan's smile stuck in his throat.

"You put the food box next to my bed, how can I see the medicine?" Bai Hemian said with reason, "Besides, even if I saw the medicine, I wouldn't dare to eat it without Feng Erge beside me .”

He was frank and frank, without the slightest sense of making excuses, and even winked at Feng Qisong quite complacently.

Feng Qisong could only follow Bai Hemian's lead and say, "It's indeed Qian Shan's fault, and he should be punished."

"Second Master?!" Qian Shan was stunned.

"Go home and reflect." Feng Qisong smoothly pushed Qian Shan aside, took advantage of Bai Hemian's turn, and said in a low voice, "Look at the third child."

Qian Shan immediately understood, pretended to be reluctant, and ran away along the stairs.

"Okay, don't lie to me." Bai Hemian took two steps forward, then turned around, staring at Feng Qisong's knee persistently, "Second brother Feng, just tell me if your leg is hurt or not. .”

"Why, you are hurt, so you don't want to marry me?"

"Yes." Bai Hemian didn't hear the teasing in Feng Qisong's tone, but shook his head seriously, "Second Brother Feng, if your leg is injured, please be careful."

"...You are announcing that you have recovered from your old illness. I am afraid that you will no longer be able to use a wheelchair. Since you cannot use a wheelchair, what do you do when you are in unbearable pain?"

Concerned about it, Bai Hemian said a lot, but didn't get a response, turned around in bewilderment, and saw Feng Qisong standing motionless, staring at the tip of his shoe and smiling, suddenly out of breath: " Brother Feng!"

Feng Qisong came back to his senses: "Huh?"

"Did you hear what I said?"

"You care about me, I've heard it all." Feng Qisong continued the conversation in a friendly manner, "My leg is indeed injured, but it's not as serious as you think, it's just that I need to take medicine to strengthen it, and it won't affect my daily activities. of."

"Then roll up your trousers and show me." Bai Hemian insisted.

"Now?" Feng Qisong lowered his eyes, a dim light flashed in his eyes, "He Mian, let's go back to the ward..."

"I'll be right back." Bai Hemian agreed without giving Feng Qisong a chance to repent. He rushed into the ward and crawled on the bed, turning his head while crawling, for fear that Second Brother Feng would back down halfway.

Maybe it was because the look in his eyes was too urgent, Feng Qisong actually gave birth to the illusion that Bai Hemian also had his own illusion in his heart, he walked to the side of the hospital bed unknowingly, looked at the young master Bai sitting on the quilt with his arms folded, and couldn't laugh or cry: "He Mian , do you really want me to take off my pants?"

"Take it off."

"Are you sure?" Feng Qisong took off his glasses, pinched the bridge of his tall nose, "You just promised to help me solve it...but you fell asleep yourself. If you take off your pants now, I'm afraid it will scare you."

Bai Hemian's eyes wandered when Second Brother Feng said the word "solve".

How much fun he had before going to bed, how painful Feng Qisong was. He still remembered that when he held it, his jaw was so sore that he couldn't hold it at all. He didn't know how long it had been since Second Brother Feng.

Thinking of this, Bai Hemian became happy again for some reason. He leaned over to the bed, hooked Feng Qisong's belt, and exclaimed triumphantly, "They're all men, why are you so scared?"

"When you touched it, it didn't look like you weren't frightened."

"Second Brother Feng!" Being exposed suddenly, Bai Hemian raised his head angrily, and then melted into Feng Qisong's gentle gaze.

He put his face on Feng Qisong's waist, and muttered to himself with little confidence: "Anyway, you like me, even if you scare me, you'll coax me, right?"

Feng Qisong stretched out his hand to hold Bai Hemian's back of the neck, seemed to be laughing, but also sighed: "Yes, I will coax you."

Having received the guarantee, Young Master Bai had no scruples anymore, he stretched out his hand to pinch Feng Qisong's trouser chain, without the slightest pretense.

Food and sex, Bai Hemian is the age that is easy to be emotional, and after a night of sleep, now that his energy has picked up, he probably doesn't need to use his hands, and he will not refuse to help in other places.

Besides, Feng Qisong just looked at the coldness, in front of him, he was always gentle and considerate, even reluctant to say serious words, how could he be afraid?

The time and place are favorable, Feng Qisong quietly watched the lines on the back of Bai Hemian's neck with his downcast eyes.

The luxuriant peony blooms on the fair skin, revealing a coquettish red.

The peony in the snake plate is rich and honored for a hundred years.

Feng Qisong put this sentence on the tip of his tongue and chewed it repeatedly, until Young Master Bai unzipped the zipper, raised his head and approached, and his warm breath ignited the little fires.

"Second Brother Feng, I won't." Bai Hemian suddenly stopped, complaining angrily.

He spoke so bluntly and without any grudges, as if what he didn't know was not using his mouth, but a trivial matter, as long as Feng Qisong taught him, he could quickly learn it.

Feng Qisong was about to be driven mad by Bai Hemian, but his face became more calm, and he even inserted his fingers into his hair to gently stir it.

"Don't worry, take your time." Feng Qisong said.

"Taking it slow won't kill me?" Bai Hemian muttered, then sighed, as if she had made up her mind, picked up the water cup by the bed to rinse her mouth, and then closed her eyes.

He smelled Brother Feng's smell, which was both strange and familiar.

The blood in the veins surged up in an instant, like a waterfall falling from the sky into a deep pool, or like a river rushing into the sea.

Bai Hemian suddenly remembered the continuous rainy season, which poured down at night.

It was only later that he realized that it was just his own breathing, and his eyes turned black with excitement, and he couldn't even utter a complete sentence.

He thought, maybe... Maybe he likes it too.

As soon as Bai Hemian thought of the word "like", his heart became clear.

He suddenly opened his eyes, and buried his whole face in the fire. The force of the attack shocked Feng Qisong so much that he couldn't stand still, and took half a step back.

"Hemian, you..."

As soon as Feng Qisong started talking, the door of the ward was knocked open.

There was a loud bang, and the whole hospital seemed to tremble.

Pale-faced Qian Shan staggered in and ran in: "Second Master, it's bad! Third Master sneaked out to go fishing and bumped into Chen Yueye's floating corpse!"

"Ahem..." Bai Hemian, who hadn't opened his mouth, choked instantly.

It was only then that Qian Shan realized that Young Master Bai's head was buried between Feng Qisong's legs, and his Second Master was staring at him with a gaze so peaceful that it could almost be called "gentle".

My life is over!

Qian Shan wanted to cry but had no tears, and really wanted to go into the water to accompany Chen Yueye who had been soaking for several days.