Then Wei Qing turned around, looked at the boy's little face exposed outside, pulled the quilt up for him and said, "Close your eyes and go to sleep."
Yan Chuyang turned his back to him, raised his hand to pick up the phone from the cabinet and said, "I have to play games before going to bed, otherwise I won't be able to fall asleep."
Wei Qing didn't say anything. After closing the book and putting it on the cabinet, he crossed the boy's shoulder and raised his hand to turn off the lamp on the bedside table.
The room was plunged into darkness.
Wei Qing also slid down and began to sleep.
The two are actually far apart, the bed is too big, one sleeps on the left and the other sleeps on the right, the distance between them is like a strait.
Wei Qing was restless, and his mind was tense, as if anyone who touched it would snap the string called reason.
"Hmm..." With a chill on his shoulders, the boy's bright eyes flashed in front of his eyes.
Yan Chuyang pressed the man's shoulder and said softly in the dark: "I haven't kissed yet today."
Wei Qing got angry for a while, "Are you trying to trick me?"
Yan Chuyang blinked innocently, and said in a low voice: "I didn't punish you, but I didn't dare to kiss you when I had a fever. I was afraid of contagion. Now that the fever subsides, I can kiss you."
Wei Qing gritted his teeth: "I won't kiss you today, you are sick and physically weak, let's talk about it another day."
It's not that he doesn't want to kiss, Wei Qing is really afraid of this long night, he can't control himself after kissing, Yan Chuyang's fever has just subsided, and his physical strength has not recovered, so tossing like this is definitely not good.
Yan Chuyang pursed his lips a little sadly: "It doesn't take much energy to kiss, don't you want to kiss now?"
"Who doesn't want to kiss anymore?" Wei Qing's eyebrows twitched twice, and after a moment of silence, he sighed and looked up, "Hey, go to bed now, we'll talk about it tomorrow."
Yan Chuyang's eyes darkened, he turned over and slept with his back to him.
The room was very quiet.
Wei Qing kept breathing, trying to calm down his boiling heart, but suddenly he felt his arms get cold again, and the boy leaned against him again, Wei Qing's scalp became tight for a while, and when he looked back, he realized that Yan Chuyang had turned around. body, leaned forward again.
"What are you doing?" Wei Qing silently took away the boy's hand holding his arm, and whispered with his jaw tightened: "Honestly, can't I just sleep with you?"
Yan Chuyang whispered a little wronged: "I feel very cold."
The man was stunned: "Cold? How could it be cold? I'm almost dying of heat."
This sentence is absolutely true, Wei Qing even felt that if he put some dry firewood on him now, he might be able to catch it.
"But I'm just cold." The boy's voice was waxy, not fake at all.
Wei Qing's heart tightened, and he quickly raised his hand to test his temperature on his forehead, and said softly, "You won't have a fever again?"
"No." Yan Chuyang shook his head and brushed off the man's hand, "If I have a fever, I can feel it myself."
Wei Qing also felt that his forehead was not too hot, and said slightly relieved: "It's almost June now, and you don't have a fever, how can you feel cold?"
"But I just feel cold." Yan Chuyang muttered in a low voice, and then got into the quilt and lifted the man's hand on his stomach, and said softly, "If you don't believe me, touch it, it's very cold."
Wei Qing suddenly withdrew his hand as if he had bumped into something, and growled with slight veins: "Yan Chuyang, are you playing with me?" Is he trying to drive himself crazy
Yan Chuyang's face froze, and the air seemed to freeze, falling into silence.
"Yes... I'm sorry." After a long silence, the boy said with a trembling voice, "I didn't mean it. If you find it annoying, then I won't sleep here."
After finishing speaking, Yan Chuyang lifted the quilt and wanted to get up from the bed, but before he could straighten up, he was pushed down again by a strong force from the man.
Wei Qing sighed, tightened his arms, hugged him firmly in his arms, and whispered helplessly: "I'm convinced of you."
After finishing speaking, he lowered his head again, kissed hard and said, "Is it cold? Do you want to kiss? Is it okay now? I will hold you and hold you all night."
Yan Chuyang nodded, and sighed softly: "Okay, I feel comfortable now."
Hearing the boy's triumphant arrogance, Wei Qing smiled wryly and said, "Just now you apologized again, and you said you were going to leave, did you pretend to be together?"
"I'm not pretending." Yan Chuyang said sullenly, "I'm always cold, if you don't believe me touch it..."
"Fuck you!" Wei Qing interrupted him in time, with his hands on the boy's shoulders, and said in a firm tone, "Now lie down in this position for me, if you dare to move, I'll throw it out for you."
Yan Chuyang hummed, closed his eyes and fell asleep peacefully.
He said he hugged him all night, but he changed within half an hour. Yan Chuyang didn't sleep well, and started to thump as soon as he fell asleep. Wei Qing couldn't bully a sleeping person, so he could only put him aside. Go to the bathroom and take a shower by yourself.
But after rushing to bed and sleeping for a while, I started to feel uncomfortable again.
Just like that, after lying down for a while, Wei Qing got up to take a shower, and after lying down for a while, got up to take a shower.
After repeated several times, Wei Qing learned to be smart, and got up at two o'clock in the morning to dress Yan Chuyang.
After dragging his own set of pajamas from the closet and putting them on the boy with great difficulty, Wei Qing took another cold shower and finally calmed down.
early morning.
Wei Qing overslept for the first time, he was woken up by a burst of game sounds.
"Hmm." The man opened his eyes, and raised his arms with some difficulty to look at the alarm clock on the bedside table.
Hearing the movement, Yan Chuyang turned his head while holding the phone, and said guiltily, "I'm sorry, did I wake you up?"
Seeing that it was already nine o'clock, Wei Qing let out a long breath, fell down on the pillow again with a bang, rubbed the center of his brows and said, "It's okay."
Seeing the man lying down again, Yan Chuyang cautiously leaned over, put his head on the man's shoulder and asked, "Aren't you going to work today?"
"I'm sorry." Wei Qing closed his eyes and said, "I'm going to take a day off on Saturday." Last night was really hard.
Yan Chuyang nestled in his arms, clicked on the game interface again and said, "I won't afford it if you want it, anyway, I don't have class today."
Wei Qing hummed heavily, raised his arms around the boy's shoulders and said, "I'm sorry, just close your eyes and rest for a while, don't touch your phone again."
Yan Chuyang hummed, but he didn't turn off the phone, but lowered the game sound, still concentrating on flying his fingers.
Feeling the light of the phone kept flashing under his eyelids, Wei Qing frowned and opened his eyes, looked at the colorful interface on the phone, and said in a slightly calm voice: "Holding the phone early in the morning, Yan Chuyang, you can do well order?"
Yan Chuyang smacked his lips: "Go to sleep, I'll turn off the volume, so I won't disturb you."
Wei Qing pursed his lips, and snorted coldly: "I hug you with all my attention, and you, while playing with your phone while hugging, if you can't give me your full attention, then don't hug me."
After finishing speaking, the man raised his hand and pushed Yan Chuyang aside.
The corner of Yan Chuyang's mouth twitched: "Is there no conflict between playing with my mobile phone and hugging you?"
Wei Qing didn't speak, his expression was still serious.
Yan Chu gritted his teeth angrily: "I'm looking for trouble early in the morning. I think you don't dislike me for playing with my mobile phone, but you dislike me."
After finishing speaking, the boy snorted, lifted the quilt angrily, and left the bedroom with his mobile phone.
Seeing him go out, Wei Qing's heart felt as if a stone had been crushed, and he was so bored.
He didn't want to be angry with Yan Chuyang, but he couldn't accept that Chuyang put all his attention on a broken mobile phone after a big Qing banquet.
Originally, they wanted to have a beautiful morning, and the two of them hugged each other and said some boring words, what a wonderful thing, but all the plans were ruined by the mobile phone!
How can I say that this morning is also a very important morning. This is the first time they slept together in the same bed and woke up in the embrace of each other. It should have been a good memory, but in the end, he was the only one who wanted to cherish and commemorate. Take it to heart.
Wei Qing let out a sigh of relief, thumped out of bed heavily, lay depressed on the bed for a while, and then got up.
After Yan Chuyang got up, he went to the bathroom to wash up. After brushing his teeth and washing his face, he lay down on the sofa in the living room. As if angry, he started playing games with his mobile phone again.
Wei Qing went to the kitchen after washing up.
Aunt Wang will not come to work in the morning, if Yan Chuyang eats at home, he will make breakfast.