Meng Ting's eyelashes trembled under Yan Sui's light kiss, before he closed them, he opened his eyes wide again, there was a little novelty in those eyes, he raised his eyes slightly, and rubbed Yan Sui's cheek, Yan Sui paused, turned his face away, and Meng Ting's lips brushed his.
It was too fast, too light, too sudden, almost making people feel that the kiss was an illusion. Yan Sui took a deep breath, and pressed Meng Ting's head back with one finger, and at the same time pressed his heartbeat that was suddenly out of rhythm.
Meng Ting's eyes are still pure, but Yan Sui's forehead kiss, carelessly rubbing lightly, made him discover a way to express intimacy better than hugging.
"I'll kiss you again when I'm well. I'm sick and can't infect you."
Meng Ting muttered softly, and then slowly closed his eyes. He was sick after all. The experience just now was exhausting. Being hugged by Yan Sui, surrounded by a warm and safe feeling, he fell asleep not long after. .
Yan Sui stared at Meng Ting's face for a long time, and after confirming that he was asleep, he stretched out his hand to touch his lips. After so long, the soft touch was still clearly engraved in his mind, his eyes gradually darkened, The roots of his ears were reddish, the impact of this kiss on him was beyond expectation.
He moved his eyes away from Meng Ting's lips, and stretched out his hand to rub the center of his slightly frowning brows. With distress, those agitated emotions disappeared. He continued to watch by the bed for a while before going downstairs to find Li Yi. , and then told Li Yi about Meng Ting's situation.
"This is really difficult..." I can't take medicine when I'm sick. It's because I can get better after a cold, but if I have other diseases in the future, I can't survive it.
"Help me think of an idea, contact some psychiatrists, I'll see you first."
He needs to know more about the situation, Meng Ting's situation can't be rushed at all.
"We can't take Western medicine, try Chinese medicine?"
Seeing Yan Sui's furrowed brows, Li Yi gave him a suggestion. Generally speaking, he studied Western medicine, so he rarely recommends Chinese medicine to others, but Meng Ting couldn't help it.
"Why don't you try the herbal diet, I learned it from the old lady." Wang Ma suddenly interjected, she just saw Meng Ting and felt that he needed to make up for it, and Yan Sui's deceased grandmother made the medicinal diet very well. Wang Ma followed suit and learned a lot.
"Alright," Yan Sui thought of Meng Ting's delicious appearance, and felt that this proposal was quite feasible.
Wang Ma went to work, Xiao Bo sent Li Yi back, Yan Sui sat in the living room for a while, then went back to the room to continue guarding Meng Ting.
He brought his laptop and sat on the sofa next to the bed to work, and he could see Meng Ting as soon as he raised his eyes.
And he continued to fall asleep, as he himself said, when he fell asleep, he was really obedient and didn't move much, but his brows were slightly locked, and he didn't sleep well.
When it was almost five o'clock, Yan Sui put down the computer, walked forward, pulled down the quilt that covered Meng Ting's chin, and then reached out to rub his hair, "Wake up, eat something before going to sleep."
Meng Ting's eyes slowly opened, and after recovering his clarity, he sat up slowly, and then leaned into Yan Sui's arms, his voice was rough, with a bit of sadness and frustration, "I died many times again. "
What Meng Ting said was the truth, but it was too difficult for Yan Sui to believe and understand his feelings, he just thought he was having a nightmare, "What are you talking about, you are not here with me."
He lightly patted Meng Ting's back, trying to make him feel better, "Do you want to eat in your room, or downstairs with me?"
"Go downstairs, I want to be with you." He rubbed against Yan Sui affectionately, thinking that he would be able to be with Yan Sui in the future, his mood gradually became clearer, and at night, he had to let Yan Sui hug him for a while .
Yan Sui opened the luggage brought by Meng Ting, changed him into some light clothes, and took him to the bathroom to wash up before he led him downstairs, and Meng Ting had never been treated like this in two lifetimes. took care of.
He thought he was looking at Yan Sui quietly, as if he would stop him in time if he was a little bit annoyed, but Yan Sui's movements were not very skilled, but he never showed any impatience from the beginning to the end. In other words, he has already begun to enjoy it.
The two came down holding hands, Wang Ma and Xiao Bo couldn't help but take a second look, but immediately they served the dishes.
"Why don't you sit down and eat together, there are so many dishes, Yan Sui and I definitely can't finish them."
The long table was half full, and he and Yan Sui couldn't finish it if they just ate vegetables, not to mention that he was still sick now, which would affect his appetite to some extent.
"Xiao Bo, Mama Wang, please sit down and eat together."
Yan Sui usually only eats breakfast at home, but he doesn't mind them having it together, there are not many such opportunities, there is nothing wrong with Meng Ting's suggestion. Wang Ma and Xiao Bo hesitated for a moment, then came and sat down.
It's okay for Meng Ting and the others to eat together, but if He Wan was there, they would definitely not be like this.
Meng Ting was sitting on Yan Sui's left hand side, he opened the medicinal Gu in front of Meng Ting himself, and carefully watched Meng Ting's reaction, "This is the medicinal food prepared by Wang Ma, see if you can eat it, don't force yourself if you can't. "
Meng Ting leaned closer and smelled it, then narrowed his eyes, "It smells so good."
Xiao Bo and Wang Ma, who looked equally serious, immediately breathed a sigh of relief, and Wang Ma put on a kind smile, "I like to eat more, and Wang Ma is just as capable as I am."
Meng Ting picked up the spoon, looked away and everyone was staring at him, his eyes widened again, "Have you started eating?"
"Let's eat," Yan Sui couldn't help but twitched the corner of his mouth, picked up a few pieces of meat and a few vegetables with chopsticks and put them on Meng Ting's plate, and then he ate it by himself.
And Meng Ting finally drank the medicinal food prepared by Wang Ma, it smelled a little medicinal, but it was not bad in the mouth, he drank a few spoonfuls before he started to eat.
He didn't have to rush to pick up the vegetables with his chopsticks, the dishes on the plate were only half gone, and Yan Sui added them right away.
Although Xiao Bo and Wang Ma didn't bring food for him, the kindness was not hard to feel. This kind of eating was completely different from eating in the old house of the Meng family, and it was also different from eating by himself.
He swallowed the food in his mouth, looked at Yan Sui who was still as calm as a mountain, "When I recover from illness, I'll hold it for you too."
Meng Ting didn't know how to treat someone well, but now that someone treats him well, he can follow suit. No matter how Yan Sui treats him well, he will be the same.
Meng Ting's eyebrows and eyes were curved, and his tone was solemn, which was very pleasing to the eye. Yan Sui nodded slightly, and the corners of his mouth curled up again.
Meng Ting glanced at the table, then looked back at Yan Sui eagerly, "I want that eggplant, it's especially delicious with rice."
"Okay," Yan Sui stood up and stretched out his long arms, holding a large chopsticks for Meng Ting, and he ate another half bowl of rice as expected.
When he was about to eat the fourth bowl of rice, Yan Sui stopped him, "There is also medicinal food tonight, don't eat too much."
Meng Ting rubbed his stomach, he was indeed full, but there was still some soup left on the plate of eggplant, he thought it was a pity to throw it away, but he hadn't figured out how to tell Yan Sui, Yan Sui himself Said again.
"Eat another half bowl."
"En." Meng Ting immediately smiled at Yan Sui, and Yan Sui changed his decision because he knew Meng Ting would laugh at him like that.
It is not too strange for a boy of seventeen or eighteen years old to eat three or four bowls of rice for dinner. Even if he is still sick, Wang Ma and Xiao Bo are very satisfied, and their favorability for Meng Ting has risen in a straight line. ah.
Meng Ting, who was full, was almost paralyzed on the sofa in the living room. He squinted his eyes and hugged his stomach, but he enjoyed the feeling of being full, so he liked Yan Sui who gave him a full meal even more. up.
Yan Sui walked over, but before he could say anything, Meng Ting leaned forward and hugged his waist, putting his hairy head in front of his stomach, Yan Sui stretched out his hand to rub, and almost gave up what he wanted to say. forget.
After a while, Yan Sui said, "Let's take a walk for a while, and I'll take you around by the way."
"Okay," Meng Ting rubbed his cheek against his suit, and then let go of him. He raised his eyes to look at Yan Sui, and Yan Sui also extended his hand to him, and his eyes also turned from Yan Sui to Yan Sui. His face moved to his outstretched hand.
Meng Ting didn't hesitate anymore, he put his right hand on the palm he opened to him, he held it, and then he shook it back, it was a very natural movement, but in fact it was very unusual, to Meng Ting right Yan Sui is both.
"After I have a full meal, I can't sit down immediately."
Although Meng Ting's satisfied face is very cute, it is not good for his health, so he needs to take care of him.
Meng Ting nodded obediently, then turned his head to look at Yan Sui expectantly, "Will we all be able to take a walk together from now on?"
"Well, let's go together," Yan Sui glanced at Meng Ting from the corner of his eye. It was something he had never thought of to have such a person walking with him until he was old. But looking at Meng Ting at this moment, he felt good. , or expect.
But in addition to anticipation, I still have some reservations, after all...Meng Ting is too young, their future is too long, how long will he be willing to accompany him.
Meng Ting stopped suddenly, and Yan Sui also stopped to look at him.
"Yan Sui."
"Um?"
"I've figured it out."
The nightlight's line of sight was just enough for them to see each other clearly, but it was enough.
"You say I'm a baby because you like me, right?" Meng Ting thought about it, but still felt that she didn't have the qualities of a baby, but Yan Sui still said it with certainty, that's all it could be.
He likes him, he is not a treasure in the eyes of outsiders, but Yan Sui's.
The corner of Meng Ting's mouth raised as he spoke, he took a step forward, grabbed Yan Sui's other hand, and said solemnly, "You are also my treasure."
In other words, that is, I like you too.