"Uncle Six, I'm so worried now, please stop joking with me. Can I use physical methods to reduce the fever?"
Tang Song smiled, "Xingxing, if you want to recover from an illness, the most important thing is your mood. If you are in a good mood, even a small problem like a fever can be cured in minutes."
Song Zhixing bit her lip and couldn't help muttering, "Sixth Uncle, you're still treating me like a child. This is not what a miracle doctor would say at all."
Although curing diseases is related to mood, we can’t just rely on mood, right
"You, don't get angry with him during the few days he's sick. Take good care of him, be gentle and patient, I promise he will get better soon."
Song Zhixing bit his lip, considering Tang Song's words. After that, he taught some serious and useful methods of reducing fever, and Song Zhixing hung up the phone and let him go back to sleep. Before hanging up, Tang Song remembered something and said, "Oh, right. I almost forgot to congratulate you."
"Um?"
"I heard that you have obtained the marriage certificate with my second brother. Congratulations, sister-in-law!" Tang Song changed his words very naturally.
Instead, Xingxing felt shy and embarrassed when she heard the last three words.
"Then I forgot to congratulate you."
"I have something to congratulate you on, and you're all ears."
"You and your fifth sister-in-law are together, shouldn't you congratulate them?"
Tang Song was stunned for a moment, and then he laughed happily. He reminded her, "Change your way of addressing me next time. Remember to call me Sixth Sister-in-law."
Hmm, something seems to be wrong.
Song Zhixing no longer had the energy to think about these things. She was worried about Tang Yu's condition. After hanging up the phone, she hurried downstairs to get some ice cubes from the refrigerator, wrapped them in a towel, and placed them on Tang Yu's forehead. Tang Yu slept very quietly this time, letting her manipulate him, and occasionally opened his eyes to make sure she was still by his side.
"Don't look at it anymore. Just close your eyes and get some sleep." Song Zhixing seemed to know what he was thinking. "I won't leave now. Besides... even if I really want to leave, I'm not familiar with the place and can't go anywhere."
Tang Yu smiled bitterly.
He pulled her over and pressed her against his chest. His chest was very hot, like a warm stove. Song Zhixing was afraid that he would feel uncomfortable, so she wanted to break free. However, listening to his heartbeat and feeling the heat, she finally raised her hand and put it down again. She greedily wrapped her arms around his waist.
Tang Yu was half asleep and half awake. He suddenly opened the quilt and rolled her in. Song Zhixing uttered a soft "ah", but there was no room for struggle. He locked her with his long legs and locked her tightly in his arms. She fell asleep on her side, and the ice pack on her forehead fell off naturally.
"You can't sleep well, you're restless." Song Zhixing muttered and pressed the ice pack back on his head. Tang Yu didn't know whether he heard it or not, but he just raised the corner of his lips as a response to her. He held her wrist and pressed the ice pack on her forehead together.
Song Zhixing sighed, but seeing that he was sleeping more peacefully, he did not ask him to adjust his posture, but just raised his hand to hold the ice pack for him. Even when his hand was sore, he did not let go.
Perhaps it was because she had not slept well before, and at this moment, with Tang Yu beside her, she lay there and fell asleep in a short while.
When I woke up again, it was because of the heat.
On her body, the man's big hand was eagerly lighting the fire.
She could feel the man's sexy and hot lips searching for hers. As if they had been dry for a long time, when he found her tender lips, he gasped and sucked them uncontrollably. Song Zhixing was half asleep and half awake. She was kissed and she just instinctively raised her head to respond. Tang Yu's big hand held the back of her neck, making the kiss deeper and more intense.
His hand reached from top to bottom...
It was not known whether it was because his body temperature was too high and he had not subsided, or for some other reason, but Song Zhixing felt hot all over, as if she would melt at any moment. His slender fingers, with heat, touched the most sensitive part between her legs, and she trembled all over, and her body was wet uncontrollably.
Tang Yu was also burned and not conscious at the moment, and everything he did was just based on instinct.
She opened her eyes slightly and saw that he still had his eyes closed. Perhaps, in his mind, this was still a dream. However, when he touched her wetness, his body suddenly became more and more manic.
The next moment, he used his long fingers to deftly pull off the bath towel that was in the way, and then lifted up her nightgown.
The man's eager huge body came closer, and Song Zhixing felt weak all over.
"Tang Yu..." She grabbed his clothes and called him with a trembling voice.
"Shh!" He didn't open his eyes, but just pressed his lips against hers. Then, he lifted one of her legs and put it on his waist. The next moment, he thrust deep and rammed heavily into the girl's delicate and slippery body.
"Hmm~" She couldn't help but hum.
Tang Yu seemed to be unable to bear it any longer, and he held her hips, ramming her passionately and crazily, demanding more. Song Zhixing was worried about his health and wanted to stop, but the body was much more honest than the heart. Moreover, the pain from his illness was not visible on his face at this moment, but instead he looked happy and satisfied, which made her even more reluctant.
During this period, although Tang Yu wanted her, she was restrained at that time and was bound by the resentment in her heart and did not dare to sink.
In that kind of sex, there was only lust but no passion. She just responded instinctively.
However, at this moment, the two people who were half asleep and half awake did not regain their sanity for the time being, but were driven by the sincere desire for each other in their deepest hearts. This kind of sex became completely different from the previous times.
After a long time, Song Zhixing limply fell into his arms, panting. Tang Yu was really sick, not as vigorous as before, and did not pester her to have sex again and again. Instead, after a hearty and satisfying one, he sweated profusely and fell asleep.
Song Zhixing propped himself up and slightly bent over, staring at him as he fell asleep with some helplessness and hatred.
He is too much!
She was soaked and looked miserable, but he just ignored her and fell asleep.
He couldn't really wake him up and clean up for him, so although Song Zhixing was very depressed, he still got up from the bed and went to the bathroom to take a shower.
His hot seed was spread inside her body. When she moved, the white liquid slid from her body all the way down to her snow-white legs. It was reflected in the mirror, so ambiguous that she blushed even when she looked at it twice.
Turning away, she rinsed herself roughly, wrung out a towel, and wiped his body. She touched his forehead and was disappointed to find that his fever had not subsided at all. The ice pack had completely melted, and it had turned into a bag of cold water when held in the towel.
Song Zhixing was upset. He was so careless that he actually took her to bed while taking care of her.