Yang Youming first licked and kissed Xia Xingcheng's tattoo gently. He knelt on the bed with one leg and held Xia Xingcheng's shoulder with both hands, and his movements suddenly became tough and hurried.
His lips slid over Xia Xingcheng's neck and fell to his lips, and he lowered his head and bit his lips from above.
Xia Xingcheng had to lift his head to accept his kiss. His body temperature was a little high, and the temperature of his lips was also high, like a fire, Yang Youming's lips and tongue became slightly cold. He raised his arms and wrapped his arms around Yang Youming's neck. Although he was weak, he still tried to hug him.
Yang Youming's hand slid down his back, got into his sweaty sweater, and rubbed his waist and back.
Xia Xingcheng suddenly felt that his body was getting hotter, his waist was so soft, his breathing was short, and his thighs were shaking slightly. Then he felt Yang Youming's lips leave his mouth and whispered into his ear: "I miss you so much."
After speaking, Yang Youming kissed his earlobe and cheek again.
Xia Xingcheng breathed hard, he blinked his eyes to relieve the soreness, hugged Yang Youming and whispered, "I love you."
He has a lot of girlfriends, and he doesn't remember whether he has said the word love. In fact, when he talks to his friends, he can also say "love you" as a joke, but only this time, he can deeply feel the words of his own. The weight of it is full of all his love. In the future, he is afraid that he will never be able to say the words "I love you" to others casually.
Yang Youming's emotions were obviously very excited. Except the last time he was drunk, Xia Xingcheng rarely saw him so excited. His hands repeatedly stroked Xia Xingcheng's skin, and the eager kisses did not stop. Just when Xia Xingcheng almost thought that Yang Youming was about to When I was doing something with him in the ward, those intense kisses and touches stopped. Yang Youming knelt on the edge of the bed, hugged Xia Xingcheng tightly, made him close to his body, and pressed his palm behind his head. Say to him, "I'm sorry, did I disappoint you?"
Xia Xingcheng couldn't breathe smoothly, he grabbed Yang Youming's sleeve and said, "You are perfect in my heart, always have been."
Yang Youming buried his head on his shoulder and didn't speak.
Xia Xingcheng said to him, "I thought about it for a long time. Actually, Yang Youming and Yu Haiyang can't be separated. Fang Jianyuan is also a part of Xia Xingcheng, right?"
Yang Youming was silent for a while, and replied, "Yes."
Xia Xingcheng said: "You have made so many scenes, you won't understand, if someone else plays Yu Haiyang, I may not be stuck in the scene and can't get out, because Yu Haiyang is just like you in my heart, and there is no way to completely separate it. , so no matter if there is a show or not, the one I like in my heart will only be you. Fang Jianyuan and I are also like this in your heart, right? "
Yang Youming raised his head to look at him, nodded slightly, "Yes."
Xia Xingcheng continued: "In the final analysis, you are still concerned about our identities and are unwilling to accept me, right? Is it because Yuan Qian let you down before, are you afraid of being disappointed again?"
Yang Youming's voice was low, "Maybe it is."
Xia Xingcheng had to open his mouth slightly when he breathed, looking haggard and pitiful, but he insisted on saying: "Then why are you here again?"
Yang Youming looked at him for a long time, and said softly, "Because instinct overcame will, I wanted to see you, but I couldn't bear to see you. For a moment, I felt that everything else was not important, and I had already bought a ticket when I realized it."
Xia Xingcheng's eyes were red and he smiled slightly, "Then will your will overcome your instinct now?"
Yang Youming looked down slightly and stroked his tattoo with his fingers, "Where is there such a thing as will? It's good that I can restrain my instinct now."
Although Xia Xingcheng was hot, he couldn't help blushing.
Yang Youming still stroked his tattoo repeatedly with his fingers, as if he was really trying to restrain himself, and asked him, "I heard that you were wronged last night?"
Xia Xingcheng was stunned for a while, but he hesitated and didn't tell Yang Youming, he just said: "I've been soaking in cold water for too long while filming, so I can't say I'm wronged or not."
Yang Youming raised his hand and brushed his bangs, remembering the thermometer he left aside, so he said, "Let's take your temperature first, your assistant should come and pick you up later."
Xia Xingcheng obediently asked Yang Youming to put the thermometer under his armpit.
Then Yang Youming poured him another glass of water.
Xia Xingcheng asked while taking his temperature, "You won't go, will you?"
Yang Youming said, "I won't leave for the time being, I will wait until you are completely healed."
Xia Xingcheng said, "Then I can't get better."
Yang Youming smiled when he heard the words, sat down beside the bed and looked at him: "I have nothing to do, but it is not convenient for you to stay here all the time."
Xia Xingcheng understood in his heart, he said, "I know."
Yang Youming leaned against the back of the seat and looked at Xia Xingcheng, wondering what he was thinking. After a while, he asked, "Why do you and Zhu Tianjie still have a kiss scene?"
Xia Xingcheng was stunned for a moment and said, "It's just a spoof kiss scene."
Yang Youming said, "My name is Huang Jixin and I told you to keep your distance from Zhu Tianjie. Did he tell you?"
Xia Xingcheng held the thermometer stiffly on his shoulders. He remembered Yang Youming's warning conveyed by Huang Jixin, but at that time he thought that Yang Youming was just warning that Zhu Tianjie was gay, but now it seems more than that.
Yang Youming said: "Forget it, just be careful not to get too close to him in the future, this person is not easy to get along with."
"It's not just difficult to get along with," Xia Xingcheng couldn't help but say.
Yang Youming looked at him, "What? What did he do to you?"
Before Xia Xingcheng could answer, the nurse suddenly pushed the door and came in, to see his temperature. Along with the nurse came Xia Xingcheng's assistant Hua Hua. She went back to rest for a while, and now came to pick up Xia Xingcheng.
Xia Xingcheng still had a little fever, but it was not serious. The doctor prescribed medicine for him to take medicine on time, so he could go back to the hotel to rest without having to stay in the hospital.
Huahua didn't know what the relationship between Yang Youming and Xia Xingcheng was. She secretly called Huang Jixin. Huang Jixin told her to obey Yang Youming's arrangement in everything, so she just followed it and didn't ask any more questions.
Back at the hotel, Yang Youming checked into Xia Xingcheng's room directly, and Hua Hua went out to buy them dinner and delivered it to the room.
Xia Xingcheng didn't have an appetite for dinner yet. After drinking a little porridge, he didn't want to eat it. He was exhausted, and his brain didn't want to think. After eating, he leaned on Yang Youming's arms and didn't want to do anything.
He was sweating all over and didn't even change his clothes. At this time, the stickiness was sticking to his skin, but he didn't want to move. He lay on the sofa like a child and hugged Yang Youming's waist with both hands, not letting him go anywhere. .
Later, Yang Youming told him to let him take a hot bath and change his clothes.
Xia Xingcheng raised his head and said, "Wash together."
Yang Youming smiled and said to him, "No."
Xia Xingcheng said, "Then I won't go."
Yang Youming touched his hair and said, "Are you still young?"
Xia Xingcheng said, "Isn't it still young in front of you?"
Yang Youming looked at him and smiled.
Xia Xingcheng encouraged him lazily again: "Go wash together?"
Yang Youming nodded this time, "Let's go, I'll wash with you."
He said to wash with him, not to wash together.
When Xia Xingcheng took off his clothes and stepped into the bathtub, Yang Youming just asked him to sit down on the edge of the bathtub and picked up the shower head to help him flush.
Xia Xingcheng felt tired from standing, so he sat down with his hands on his knees, closed his eyes and let the hot water rush down over his head.
The temperature of the air conditioner in the room is very high, and the naked body will not feel cold.
After his hair was soaked, Yang Youming turned off the water, first wiped the water off his face with his hands, and then gently rubbed a pump of shampoo on his hair.
Xia Xingcheng asked Yang Youming, "Can I lean on you?"
Yang Youming said, "Yes."
Xia Xingcheng said again: "It will get your clothes wet."
Yang Youming replied, "It's okay, I'll change it later."
Xia Xingcheng then leaned his back against Yang Youming. He felt that Yang Youming was massaging his scalp with his fingers. The dizziness caused by the illness seemed to be relieved for a while. He closed his eyes and said, "There are people in this world. Has anyone else been treated like this?"
Yang Youming said: "No, only you."
Xia Xingcheng smiled contentedly.
There was foam sliding down his face from the top of his head. Yang Youming would constantly wipe him off with a towel. After washing his hair, he would wash the sweat off his body with shower gel. After rinsing off the foam, Yang Youming turned off the water. Take a bath towel and wrap Xia Xingcheng.
Xia Xingcheng stepped out of the bathtub and just stepped on his slippers and put them in. Yang Youming had already turned on the hair dryer and pulled him in front of him to blow his hair.
The hot air from the hair dryer kept blowing on the scalp, Yang Youming's fingers fiddled in his hair again, and Xia Xingcheng felt drowsy after a while, and he was not as comfortable as this moment at any time in his life.
The short hair dries quickly. When Yang Youming turned off the hair dryer and hung it back next to the mirror, Xia Xingcheng turned around and wanted to hug him, but he grabbed Xia Xingcheng's hand and said, "You go out first, I'll take a shower by the way."
"I'll help you wash," Xia Xingcheng said.
Yang Youming slapped his ass with a smile and pushed him out.
Xia Xingcheng took a bathrobe from the closet and put it on himself, and sent Yang Youming a bathrobe to the bathroom before returning to the bed and sitting down.
Soon he heard the sound of water coming from the bathroom.
Xia Xingcheng fell on his back on the big bed of the hotel, and the whole person sank into it at once. He watched the lights on the ceiling reflected by the oddly shaped glass that had been cut and pieced together. He himself seemed to be floating in mid-air. It doesn't look real.
At this time yesterday, he was still troubled by the scandal with Yuan Qian, and upset because of offending Zhu Tianjie, but now Yang Youming suddenly appeared by his side and said that he missed him, and even helped him take a bath.
The previous troubles seemed to be worthless in an instant. Even Zhu Tianjie hardly remembered, and Yang Youming was all over his head.
He rolled over on his side, his legs tucked up, one hand under his face.
The sound of water came from the bathroom. He knew that Yang Youming was taking a bath, so he listened to the sound of water quietly, opened his mouth and yawned loudly.
Just when Xia Xingcheng was about to fall asleep, there was a faint knock on the door with the sound of water. He slowly opened his eyes and listened carefully for a while, and found that someone was knocking on the door.
He propped himself up from the bed, shoved his feet into his slippers, and wrapped his bathrobe tightly as he stood up. He walked towards the door of the room, just as the sound of the water in the bathroom stopped, he walked to the door, unlocked the door and opened it only a crack, and when he saw Zhu Tianjie standing outside, he opened the door a little more.
Zhu Tianjie wore a black trench coat, casual pants and leather shoes, and folded his arms around his chest, looking at Xia Xingcheng, and he looked at Xia Xingcheng carefully from head to toe.
Xia Xingcheng only wore a bathrobe all over his body, his skin was a little red, his eyes were a little swollen, and his hair was messed up on the bed.
Zhu Tianjie stretched out his hand to touch him: "Are you still having a fever?"
Xia Xingcheng immediately took a step back.