Gu Song was stunned, his heartbeat beating on his ear drum, and the sound became more intense.
There was a blank space in his mind, such as the intense joy of amnesty intertwined with the fear of gain and loss, which made his chest swell and hurt.
If it is a dream, it is too real.
Gu Song hesitantly raised his hand, pinched it hard on his face, and immediately took a deep breath of pain. Before he could return to his senses, a very soft and gentle laughter suddenly came from in front of him.
It was as if a hand reached into his heart, and he held it very tenderly, and the warmth stirred and spread softly and softly, and ripples quietly spread in his chest.
Gu Song's heart almost stopped beating, he followed the reputation and clearly caught the bright smile that could not be concealed between the extraordinarily delicate Wen Xiu's eyebrows.
An instant roar in his mind, Gu Song straightened his body, and turned red from head to toe in a blink of an eye: "Master..."
His young master raised his eyebrows slightly, and his smile was raised in a serious manner.
... The young master has an order.
Being stunned by that smile, Gu Song frowned and tried his best to recall what Lu Qingshi had just said, but the temperamental young master lost his patience, grabbed his arm and kissed him.
The dizziness was relieved, but Lu Qingshi's strength was not enough. Gu Song didn't have time to cooperate with his strength. With such a slap in the face, the weak young master fell into the embrace of the young servant who had become broad and steady.
Gu Song hurriedly held him steady, and was about to speak, but his young master raised his head voluntarily, Qin Liang's lips found a spot at will, and covered it hastily.
Gu Song's face was hot, and he held him firmly.
The young master is still dizzy...
My heart was beating loudly, and my mind had already completely turned into a mess. Gu Song took a light breath, not daring to think too much about what his young master was doing, he hugged Lu Qingshi to his arms, put one hand on his forehead, and gently massaged it.
his master.
He had never had such a particularly happy and sweet thought because of this title. The faster his heart beat, Gu Song recited these four words carefully in his heart, and carefully hid them properly.
Without getting a logical response, Lu Qingshi opened his eyes between his arms, raised his hand to separate the hand that was rubbing his forehead conscientiously for him, and stumbling upwards to kiss him all the way.
Adam's apple, jaw, buccal side - under the disturbance of the dizziness of good and bad, he couldn't quickly find the landing point, but he bumped and bumped all the way in a random and gentle way, but he became a vigorous young servant. Suffering in pain and happiness.
Gu Song's breathing became thicker, and he silently tightened his arms.
mouth.
Finally finding the spot, Lu Qingshi raised his head and kissed it, but Gu Song raised his hand hastily to stop him: "Master—"
It's just that other places can still grit their teeth and pretend to ignore it, but if they don't respond when they come up to kiss, it's too arrogant.
No matter how close the two of them are over the years, they have grown up side by side with more affection. Gu Song has always carefully hidden the little thoughts in his heart, and has never expected to get the slightest response. Suddenly, his wish was fulfilled, but he became more and more cautious, for fear that when his young master had eased for a while, even his current qualifications for closeness would be deprived.
Although he actually knew that his young master didn't have such a big temper at all...
The thoughts were chaotic and there was everything. Gu Song was fighting between heaven and man in his mind. Suddenly, he noticed the force coming from his cuffs. He lowered his gaze subconsciously. grievance: "It's not bitter."
Lu Qingshi looked up at him, his lips pursed slightly white.
Although he had to drink seven or eight medicines a day, every time he took the medicine, he had to eat candy, and he also carefully rinsed his mouth, so he shouldn't still feel bitter.
It's no longer painful... Can you just kiss it
I have been spoiled so well over the years, and when I encounter this kind of thing, I have a clear grievance. While Lu Deng blamed himself for being too lax in his heart, he tried to contain the grievance that he couldn't bear at all. He wanted to sit up, but he was suddenly clamped by a strong arm on the back of his shoulder, and he was caught in his hot embrace. .
"I know, I know - the young master is not suffering at all."
whatever you want.
Never thought that the young master would think of such a thing, Gu Song spoke in a hoarse voice, and felt that the language was too pale, he hugged him carefully back to the sofa, put one hand behind his neck, leaned over and kissed.
Whatever his young master wanted, he would give it.
The body in his arms shuddered slightly, his chest heaved twice, and he firmly grasped his cuff.
The touch between the lips is cool and soft, the tip of the tongue is lightly opened, and the lips and teeth are closed, and then they open it obediently.
Gu Song kissed him meticulously, the entanglement of his lips and teeth quickly transmitted a crisp current, and swept every inch of the corner, and finally stepped back a little, and dropped a little water on the white forehead.
His young master was almost soaked in the medicine, and even with the sweetness of sugar covered, he could still taste the lingering bitter medicine fragrance everywhere on his lips and tongue.
Surrounded by people... I can't put it down.
Can't put it down.
Gu Song smiled at him, lowered his head and dropped a light and soft kiss, all the way down from his forehead, kissed Wen Xiu Meifeng, kissed the thick and long eyelashes, and also kissed a little watery color at the end of his eyes.
"Master is sweet."
From head to toe, from the inside to the outside, every place that can be touched or even cannot be touched is sweet.
Lu Qingshi raised his head between his arms, his brows opened into a coquettishly soft arc, his black eyes lit up with stars, but his thick eyelashes blinked as if tired, and closed again overwhelmed.
"Master!"
Gu Song thought about it and went to feel the pulse of his wrist, but Lu Qingshi turned his wrist lightly to avoid it, closed his eyes and groped to hold his wrist, and leaned back along his arm.
Can't be excited, can't be tired, even the brisk heartbeat brought by the first kiss made him a little overwhelmed.
If it is discovered, Gu Song will definitely insist on sending him to check his body. The technology in the interstellar era is developed, and there are countless ways to monitor what happened to him.
"Take me to sleep for a while, I'm very tired..."
It's just a normal reaction caused by a fast heart rate. It can be relieved by taking a rest. It's not a big deal.
Lu Qingshi leaned against his arm and murmured in a low voice. His voice, which had not yet changed his voice, blended into his nostrils, so soft that he could not refuse.
Gu Song also couldn't say anything to refuse, and carried him back to the bedroom.
He didn't go very far, but he met a heroic officer in military uniform.
Gu Song paused, took Lu Qingshi in his arms, and leaned over slightly: "Third Young Master."
When he first came to the Lu family, most of the people he dealt with were Lu Fanghai, who was in charge at home, and he had only met each other in a long-distance conversation. I only know that it is called Lu Nanxing, because his physical fitness is stronger than that of ordinary special army members, and he is usually taken out by Lu Feng as a bodyguard.
In the video conference where he saw the Lu family battle for the first time, Lu Nanxing was the only one who ingeniously proposed to let him lie in the snow, and the young master was responsible for burying him in the snow.
Although Lu Feng didn't come back because of the end of the snow season, and the proposal didn't take shape, Gu Song still had the problem of chilling behind his back when he saw him.
"Qing Shi is not feeling well?"
Lu Nanxing didn't care about him, he waved his hand casually, walked over to check on his brother's condition, raised his hand to stroke Lu Qingshi's forehead: "Why are you sweating so much? Have you checked your body?"
"Third brother..."
Lu Qingshi opened his eyes under his palm, his brows twitched, and said softly, "I just finished piano lessons... I'm fine."
He was still dizzy. Although he tried his best to talk to his brother more, he still had to stop talking after only a few words and closed his eyes again.
The most important thing is that the younger brother is uncomfortable, Lu Nanxing doesn't care about his rudeness at all, just frowns, and whispers with dissatisfaction: "Even if my father wants his son to become a dragon, he shouldn't be at this point - is it that we can't make money or can't fight? We With so many brothers, can't you support one of you?"
As he spoke, he raised his hand to take his younger brother from Gu Song.
The young master is soft and easy to hold, and when he grows up, he is still the same. When a brother sees him, he will grab someone and hold him for a while.
In the past, Gu Song would cooperate and let go, but this time, he was suddenly reluctant no matter what, he gritted his teeth and summoned his courage: "Third Young Master, Young Master is dizzy, it would be better not to change hands..."
Lu Nanxing made a move, and the cold light in his eyes shot past.
It really started!
They knew that this slave would definitely grab their younger brother from them sooner or later, and he didn't agree with the elder brother for letting the younger brother get close to him so much that it might be too late to intervene now.
Lu Nanxing's thoughts lost control in an instant, and in the blink of an eye, he had already made up countless pictures that he would be locked in the world when he wrote it.
"Third brother..."
Lu Qingshi opened his eyes and looked at him, his soft forehead hair was plastered into a few strands, sweat was sticking to his forehead, probably because he was too uncomfortable, and his soft black eyes shone with restraint: "Third brother, I feel uncomfortable..."
Lu Nanxing:…
Lu Nanxing dissipated his hostility instantly, let Gu Song go back to the bedroom with someone in his arms, leaned over and walked forward beside his brother's head, carefully brushing his forehead for him.
"Qing Shi, the third brother will not bother you anymore - you go back and have a good rest, the third brother will go and tell your father that you should take a few less piano lessons, okay?"
The younger brother in Ni Pu's arms had no strength to open his eyes, but he still tried his best to smile at him, the moment he poked his brother's breath, his momentum softened again: "Let Gu Song accompany you, you can call me if you have anything. Don't be polite to him."
Lu Qingshi raised his pale eyebrows, responded very lightly, and took the initiative to rub his palm again.
Lu Nanxing melted in situ, watching Gu Song whispering innocence, and hurriedly carried his younger brother into the bedroom all the way.
next time.
Just next time, when the younger brother is in better health, he must beat the sack of this counter-servant.
Surprisingly, he escaped from the third young master by chance, Gu Song had no time to think about what was going on, and returned to the bedroom as soon as possible with Lu Qingshi in his arms.
Gently peeling off the clothes soaked in cold sweat, revealing his thin and soft body, Gu Song carefully placed him in the treatment cabin, and let the gentle water mist used for cleaning cover the pale and thin body of the young man.
Lu Qingshi was already asleep when he was put in, and he didn't respond to his tossing, but instinctively opened his eyebrows and let out a relaxed and comfortable sigh.
Gu Song stayed by the side, waiting for the warm wind to dry Lu Qingshi's short hair and body, and skillfully wrapped the young master in a large fleece blanket and hugged him, and placed it on the soft and thick bed.
Lu Qingshi's body was damaged by radiation in the mother's womb, and general therapy is completely inapplicable. Such a treatment cabin can only lie down and lie down under strict control of the time. After fifteen minutes, it must be taken out in time.
Day after day, Gu Song is already familiar with these processes, and he is also orderly when he is busy. Holding Lu Qingshi in his arms and lying down comfortably, he pressed the timer for two hours, boiled the medicine to drink next, let it cool for a while, and waited until the last second of the timer before carefully supporting his shoulder: "Master, Take medicine."
His voice was not high, and after patiently repeating it several times, Lu Qingshi finally opened his eyes.
The confusion of the first awakening has dissipated in an instant, and Lu Qingshi met his gaze, his eyebrows slightly curved: "Third brother didn't embarrass you anymore, did you?"
Gu Song was startled and shook his head honestly.
Lu Qingshi raised the corners of his lips in satisfaction, and let him sit up with him, but he didn't take the initiative to drink the medicine like before. Even when the medicine bowl was brought to his mouth, he still pursed his lips and didn't move.
Gu Song hesitated, lowered his gaze, and was meeting the bright and broken light in his black eyes.
There was even a little bit of willfulness in those eyes, looking at him without blinking, the corners of his lips lifted slightly, and he pursed the soft arc that he did not know.
Such an expression was only seen after he and his young master had been together for a year or two. At that time, Lu Qingshi finally stopped being nervous because he spilled medicine or accidentally broke toys. He learned to take the initiative to want what he wanted, and learned to refuse what he didn't want to do. When the opportunity was right, he would still act like a model. Decent and willful trouble once or twice.
Although the young master is self-willed and has no power, the two have developed a silent tacit understanding through years of companionship. Whenever Lu Qingshi puts on such a posture, he has to make a relatively excessive request.
Gu Song guessed the young master's thoughts, and cautiously persuaded him: "Master, the medicine can't be stopped..."
Lu Qingshi choked and couldn't help coughing.
Startled by him, Gu Song hurried up and patted his back lightly for him. The young master was lying on his arm obediently, with half of his head buried in his shoulder, and after a while he muttered softly, "Drink only after feeding."
... But wasn't it just feeding
After swallowing the question that was almost out of the mouth in time, Gu Song was stunned for a moment, a flash of light suddenly crossed his heart, and he gently lifted his warm head from his chest and shoulders: "Master?"
The young master was already red, curled up in his arms and refused to look at him. He took a deep breath and summoned up his courage, but his voice was still low.
The thin and soft nasal sound came out with difficulty, and the tone was still reluctant as if she was reading lines clearly, but it was like a very soft feather was sealed into her chest, and she repeatedly fiddled with the small piece of softness on the apex of her heart.
The moonlight is light, the stars are bright, and the breeze is gently whirling with the fragrance of flowers.
In the deepest part of his memory, the small ball of marshmallow held by the young boy Bai Nen's fingertips pretended to be forcibly fed into his mouth, and softly and sweetly opened up over time.
Gu Song's heart beat faster, and he hurriedly lowered his head to hide his flushed face.
…
Can't speak.
There was really no way to read the rest of the lines. Lu Deng beat a drum in his heart and quietly asked the system in his mind, "Is this really easy to use?"
"Easy to use! The host believes me!"
Seeing the host's tossing and turning for ten years, the system was poisoned in silence, firmly jumped to the camp of the cabbage seller, and waved a small flag for him in his mind: "Kiss first, then make an adult ticket! It's too late! It's too late for me to call him!"
Lu Deng laughed dumbly, and was about to appease the system that was even more excited than himself, but the young servant in front of him was full of medicine, and without a teacher, he held his cheek and leaned over.
… works well.
The fireworks bloomed quickly in his heart, Lu Deng's eyes were clear, he opened his mouth obediently, and let him feed the medicine into his throat.
The soft and smooth tip of the tongue touched it carefully, Gu Song's heart beat faster, but he was reluctant to tighten his arms to startle him, so he could only compete with himself, his body was stretched as hard as iron, only the strength in his arms, still Soft as if the heart was passing the breeze.
Lu Qingshi had just cleaned up his body, but Gu Song didn't want to disturb him. The young master simply wrapped a fleece blanket on his body. He raised his head in response, and the fleece blanket slid down his fair and thin shoulders.
Gu Song's eyes were quick and his hands were quick, he stopped the falling of the blanket with one hand, wrapped it tightly on his shoulders, and fed it with a mouthful of medicine.
…
A bowl of medicine was quickly drank, and the young master drank better than ever, and he was at the bottom without using sugar to deliver it.
"Young master is so nice."
Gu Song straightened up and gently stroked the lips that were kissed softly and reddishly. Putting the medicine bowl aside, he stretched out his arms to bring the person into his arms, stroking his shoulders and chest, which were already cool in just a moment: "Don't be afraid, young master, I'll be responsible."
The body in his arms moved slightly, and he looked up at him. Gu Song lowered his gaze, kissed the top of his hair lightly, and his voice became slightly hoarse.
"I am responsible for everything. I am the servant of the young master, and I can give everything to the young master, my people, my life... "
Before he finished speaking, Lu Qingshi's breathing suddenly stagnated, his body suddenly tensed, and he pressed his arm hard.
Gu Song was slightly startled and looked down at him: "Master...?"
The appearance of the other party's destroyed brain domain flashed in his mind, Lu Qingshi's lips turned white, he raised his head slightly, and squeezed his hand even tighter: "I don't want it."