I must blame Wei Qing!
Yan Chuyang thought bitterly, it must be because he cooks so well every day, rich in nutrition, clean and hygienic, he eats his stomach so much that now he has no resistance at all, when he encounters a little spicy food Can't stand it.
After lying on the bed for a while, Yan Chuyang went to the bathroom.
It's already past nine o'clock in the evening, and I have to wash up and go to bed anyway. If I can fall asleep, I should be fine if I stay up all night.
After washing his face and brushing his teeth from the bathroom, Yan Chuyang went upstairs, let out a long breath, and fell down on the soft big bed with a bang.
Because his stomach is uncomfortable, he sleeps on his stomach, and it seems to be better if he puts a pillow on his stomach.
The boy was gasping for air in a low voice while closing his eyes tightly, and a thin layer of sweat broke out on his white forehead because of the occasional cramps.
Yan Chuyang kept breathing, relaxing his body, and kept thinking, hurry up to sleep, hurry up to sleep, just fall asleep.
The bedroom was silent except for the ticking of the clock.
Finally, after half an hour of dying on the bed, Yan Chuyang felt his stomach and woke up. No, he still needs to find some medicine. If it hurts like this, he will definitely not be able to sleep all night.
"Bang bang bang." The boy lightly knocked on the door of the bedroom on the next floor, and whispered, "Wei Qing, are you asleep?"
Wei Qing was sitting on the head of the bed holding a notebook to process company documents, when he heard the boy's voice, he frowned and said coldly: "What are you doing?"
Yan Chuyang clenched his fists, clutched his stomach tightly and said softly, "I...I have something to ask you"
"I have something to say tomorrow."
"I, my stomach hurts, and I can't sleep because of the pain."
"Bang." The door swung open.
Yan Chuyang slumped down on the ground along the door, and endured it for two or three hours, the pain had exhausted his strength.
With a livid face, Wei Qing picked up the limp man from the ground and put him on the bed.
"Hiss..." Yan Chuyang grabbed the bed sheet, gasped pitifully and said, "Is there any medicine?"
Looking at the boy's white to transparent face, Wei Qing gritted his teeth and said, "Don't tell me, you just feel like you're burning? When did it start to hurt? Why didn't you know to tell me when it hurt for so long?!"
Yan Chuyang blinked his wet eyes, and frowned dissatisfiedly: "You ignored me, you kept silent in the bedroom, I thought you were unhappy."
"Of course I'm not happy!" Wei Qing leaned down, bit the boy's nose hard and said in a sullen voice
"What does Song Huaiqi have to do with you? When he invites you out, you go out. If he says you want to eat food stalls, you just take people to eat food stalls. Yan Chuyang, why don't you understand? You are married to me now Marry me! As a family man, do you think it's appropriate to flirt with others like this?!"
Yan Chuyang was stunned by his yelling, and it took a long time before he came back to his senses, tugged at the corner of the man's clothes, and said, "Don't be angry, I didn't mean it, I just think you don't like it It’s a food stall, so I didn’t invite you.”
"Who cares about your food stalls!" Wei Qing shook his hand and roared.
Yan Chuyang lowered his eyes aggrievedly and did not speak.
With a gloomy face, Wei Qing walked to the cabinet, found a box of Weikangning and a bottle of painkillers from the spare medicine box, went out of the bedroom, poured a glass of warm water in the living room, walked to the boy, "Can you sit up? Drink the medicine."
Yan Chuyang stood up and leaned against the back of the bed.
Wei Qing handed him the medicine in his hand, Yan Chuyang put the pill into his mouth, took a sip of warm water while holding the cup, and put the pill down.
"When will it be better after taking the medicine?" The boy looked up at the person in front of him anxiously.
"Heh." Wei Qing sneered, took the cup from the other party and put it on the cabinet, and said coldly, "It's my own crime, and you want to take the medicine and it won't hurt right away?"
Yan Chuyang pursed his lips and said nothing. He felt that Wei Qing had a strange temper now, and he offended him for some reason.
After a long silence, the boy said softly, "Then...then I've taken the medicine too, so I'll go out first."
"Don't move." Wei Qing pushed him down, "Lie down on the bed for a while."
Yan Chuyang's eyes flickered, and he said hesitantly: "But... this is your bed."
"This is your bed too." Wei Qing said coldly.
Yan Chuyang shrank his neck from the cold, hesitated for two seconds and whispered: "This is not my bed, my bed is on the second floor."
Wei Qing pinched the boy's cheek: "You are married to me, my bed is your bed, as long as I want, I can hug you to sleep every day!"
Yan Chuyang's heart jumped into his throat.
Although he knew it was just a man blurting out angry words, he still clutched the bed sheet nervously and asked cautiously: "Then...then when do you want to hug me to sleep? I, I always free."
Wei Qing burst out laughing: "Do you really want to sleep with me?"
"That's right." Yan Chuyang straightened his shoulders and said solemnly, "Your bed is bigger and cleaner than mine. I like living here."
Wei Qing snorted: "Just because you like my bed, you want to sleep here?"
Yan Chuyang nodded.
Wei Qing's face darkened, and he said in a cold voice: "You think so well, I won't let you sleep for the rest of my life."
Yan Chuyang's face darkened, and he slowly let go of the hand that was holding the quilt tightly. Although he knew this was the answer, he still felt very uncomfortable when he heard it with his own ears.
"Lie down a little more." Wei Qing raised his chin at him.
Yan Chuyang was suffering, and didn't care about other things, so he slid down obediently.
Wei Qing lifted the quilt, and slipped his warm big hands in along the corner of the boy's clothes.
Yan Chuyang's body trembled.
Wei Qing's eyes darkened, and he said hoarsely: "Don't tremble, if you tremble again, I'll strip you naked."
With a flushed face, Yan Chuyang rubbed the quilt with his hands: "What are you doing?"
"Help you smooth your stomach." As he said that, the man stretched out his hands and began to massage the soft belly of the other party up and down.
His hands are big and warm, and under his regular massage, the twisted intestines and stomach seem to stretch out all of a sudden.
Yan Chuyang breathed out comfortably, and said softly, "It doesn't seem to hurt so much."
Wei Qing snorted, "Now open your eyes and watch carefully, who is rubbing your belly, who is looking for medicine for you in the middle of the night, and who is taking care of you tirelessly."
Yan Chuyang smiled warmly, raised his hand to touch the man's strong arm, and hummed nonchalantly, "It's you, it's Wei Qing."
The man's shoulders trembled, and he was fascinated by his smoky voice, causing his stomach to tighten up.
"If I know it's me, I'll keep it in my heart, and understand who is really good to you!"
Yan Chuyang blinked, and said hoarsely, "I always knew you were good to me."
"Then you still go to dinner with Song Huaiqi!"
"Didn't you also go to eat ice cream with Shen Shimin?"
"Can these two be the same? I have known Shen Shimin for seven or eight years. I can see through her thoughts at a glance. What about you and that Song Huaiqi? How long have you known him? Can you tell what he thinks of you?"
"Why not?" Yan Chuyang kicked the quilt on his feet, "He treats me as a brother, and I treat him as a friend."
"Being a brother?" Wei Qing sneered, "He told you that he regarded you as a younger brother?"
Yan Chuyang pursed her lips: "He didn't say it, but I can feel it."
"You feel a fart!" Wei Qing pulled out his hand, pinched the boy's face and said, "With your brain, what can you feel?"
Yan Chuyang's neck twitched: "Why can't I feel it, you treat my brother like Song Huaiqi!"
Wei Qing's face froze, his eyes flickered, he quickly withdrew his hand, and snorted, "Yes, I regard you as my younger brother, but I'm still different from that Song Huaiqi."
"Why is it different?" Yan Chuyang stared at him with dark eyes.
Wei Qing's complexion changed, and he got his hand into the boy's T-shirt again, rubbing his belly, and said brazenly
"I'm frank and frank with you. I've never thought anything wrong. Think about it carefully. Besides kissing and hugging, have I done anything too much to you? We are both innocent, and the world can learn from it." , but what about you and that Song Huaiqi?"
Yan Chuyang pursed his mouth unconvinced: "Song Huaiqi and I are also innocent!"
"Why are you innocent?" Wei Qing's face darkened again, "I have kissed you and touched you at most, what about him? He looked at you so obscenely, still made fun of you, and walked side by side with you? Banquet Chuyang, the distance between the two of you has far exceeded the boundary between brothers!"
The boy's forehead twitched, and after a long silence, he said, "Kiss and hug, it's much more serious than walking side by side, right?"
Wei Qing's eyes flashed, he couldn't seem to be fooled, and quickly changed the subject: "Your stomach is not good."
Yan Chuyang was stunned: "Why not?"
Wei Qing rubbed the boy's unbelievably slender waist, and said insincerely, "Why is it so soft, there are no muscles."