Li Shuo was drowsy and said weakly: "I asked Xiao Liu... to send me home."

"I have sent Xiao Liu away." Zhao Jinxin pinched Li Shuo's nose and shook it gently, and said with a smile, "You are now in my hands, my little                                                                                                          �

Li Shuo didn't have the strength to deal with Zhao Jinxin, he just wanted to sleep now.

Zhao Jinxin kissed him on the forehead: "Go to sleep, just wake up."

Li Shuo closed his eyes and thought to himself, just treat it as a dream. In the dream, Zhao Jinxin is still by his side, and the two of them can still hug each other naturally. In the dream... they can be a little more presumptuous.

Zhao Jinxin leaned against the head of the bed, looking at Li Shuo who was gradually falling asleep, and did not look away for a long time.

Li Shuo's eyelashes trembled, his eyelids opened with difficulty, and his eyes were filled with the familiar beige curtains. He was at...home?

He couldn't tell whether he was awake or in a dream for a moment, and he felt his head still dull and his throat was dry and dull.

By the way, he remembered that he had a fever and fell asleep in Zhao Jinxin's office. How could he go home? Did he sleep so hard that he didn't even know that he was carried home?

He moved his fingers and found that he didn't even have the strength to clench his fists. He took a deep breath, and the burning throat forced him to get up and find water.

As soon as he supported himself, Zhao Jinxin, who heard the movement, came in: "Are you awake?"

"...Shui." Li Shuo was startled by his voice.

Zhao Jinxin took the cup on Cai’s bedside table and sent it to Li Shuo’s mouth to feed him: “Drink slowly.”

Li Shuo Gulu Gulu drank a large glass of water, and his moistened throat felt a little more comfortable. He frowned and said, "Did you send me back?"

"Who else?" Zhao Jinxin squeezed his eyes, "Don't worry, you are much lighter than uncle."

Li Shuo was stunned and whispered: "Thank you." Not only did he thank him this time, but he also remembered the New York bombing. He ran for two streets with his father on his back and ran to Zhao Jinxin who was exhausted.

Perhaps it is because of illness that makes people easily fragile and soft-hearted. He looked at Zhao Jinxin, not as angry as he had been a few days ago, and now he has no strength to get angry.

"Thank you for saying anything to me." Zhao Jinxin poked his forehead with the back of his hand: "I don't feel that hot anymore." He took the thermometer and stuffed it into Li Shuo's mouth.

Li Shuo held the thermometer in his mouth, his hair was messy, and his shoulders, neck and collarbone were exposed in his white vest, his eyes were drooping, and his eyes were dull and he looked at the quilt with a dull look, his pupils were wet, like a small animal that was wet by the rain.

This Li Shuo, who was completely different from his mature and steady appearance in the past, made Zhao Jinxin hard just look. He couldn't help but turn his head and kiss Li Shuo's hot cheek, "I'll have an appointment with the doctor and give you another injection before going to bed. I'll make sure that the fever will subside when I wake up tomorrow."

Li Shuo nodded dumbly, and his eyelids became heavier again.

Zhao Jinxin pulled out the thermometer from his mouth and looked at it: "38.5, it really dropped a little."

Li Shuo took a breath and said in a calm tone: "Jinxin, thank you today. Go back and rest. I can take care of myself."

Zhao Jinxin looked at him with a smile: "Do you really want me to leave?"

Li Shuo closed his eyes: "No need to bother you." There was a voice in his heart, which was completely opposite to what he said. He didn't want to be alone at this time. This may be the only opportunity for him to indulge himself reasonably, and enjoy the company of the person he liked. After all, he was sick, after all, he was irrational. The sober Li Shuo would not allow him to show weakness to Zhao Jinxin like this.

"You are sick, why can I bear to bear it alone?" Zhao Jinxin touched Li Shuo's face and said softly, "Don't be arrogant, huh? Don't think about anything now. I'll talk about it when you get better. Anyway, I won't leave."

Li Shuo looked at Zhao Jinxin quietly, not knowing what to say for a moment.

Zhao Jinxin couldn't help swallowing. Li Shuo's weak and weak look was simply a crime. He picked up the shoulder strap of Li Shuo's vest with his fingers and said hoarsely: "I can't control myself by looking at me with this kind of eyes."

Li Shuo was stunned for a moment and stopped looking away.

Zhao Jinxin hugged him from behind, bit his ear lightly, and bewitched: "I heard that people with fever are very hot in that place, and I also heard that sex can help sweat. You will get better faster. Do you want to try it?"

"I don't want to." Li Shuo made a profit, but it was useless. He whispered, "Stop making trouble."

"I miss it so much." Zhao Jinxin rolled his ears with his tongue, "You will definitely be more sensitive than usual, and you may be cried soon."

Li Shuo frowned and his heart beat very fast. He was really afraid that this kid would be very beastly.

Zhao Jinxin chuckled and said, "Don't be afraid, I'm a gentleman." He followed Lishuo's messy hair, put his body flat, and covered him with a quilt, "Let's rest for a while, and I'll call you when the doctor comes."

Li Shuo nodded with his eyes closed. In fact, he was not sleepy, but was just tired, and he was now tired of facing Zhao Jinxin.

Zhao Jinxin was standing beside him, humming a gentle tone, and the room was quiet, and only the unknown tune penetrated into Li Shuo's heart, like an ice spring flowing through his hot body, giving him great comfort.

Li Shuo was glad that there was someone around at this time, especially that person, Zhao Jinxin.

Not long after, the doctor came, gave him another injection, and told him to change the wet clothes on his body.

After the doctor left, Zhao Jinxin turned a deaf ear to Li Shuo's words that he wanted to change himself, fiddled with his arms and took off his vest.

Only then did Li Shuo notice that he was wearing only a pair of underwear.

Zhao Jinxin carefully wiped Li Shuo's skin with a dry towel, and looked at it intently while wiping it.

Li Shuo was even hotter by the scorching eyes, so he simply closed his eyes. But after losing sight, other senses became particularly sensitive. He could feel Zhao Jinxin's hand lifting his arm and stroking his skin. His fingertips seemed to be charged, causing his skin to tremble in a small range.

Finally, Li Shuo felt that Zhao Jinxin was stripping his underwear.

Li Shuo suddenly opened his eyes: "What are you doing?"

Zhao Jinxin said innocently: "The doctor said you should change the clothes. You have sweated a lot, and the cold will be aggravated if you don't change it."

Li Shuo frowned and looked at him: "I have the strength to change it myself."

"Yes, I know." Zhao Jinxin smiled sly, "But I want to change it for you, but you just don't have the strength to resist."

"…Are you a gentleman or a rogue?"

"I am a gentleman who will become scoundrel in front of you." Zhao Jinxin said and pulled down the small piece of fabric.

Li Shuo held his body and remembered it, but Zhao Jinxin pushed it back to the bed.

Zhao Jinxin looked at Li Shuo with his neck tilted, and finally couldn't help but stretch out his hand and touch it.

Li Shuo's body trembled: "Don't..." "Maybe this will help eliminate the virus." Zhao Jinxin bent down with a smile.

Li Shuo was shocked all over, his whole body was soft, but there was a place walking contrary to Zhao Jinxin's mouth.

"Jinxin..." Li Shuo raised his neck and began to lose control.

"Well, it's so hot, it's so interesting." Zhao Jinxin muttered vaguely.

Li Shuo could not describe his feelings at that time. He felt like he was soaked in warm water. As Zhao Jinxin floated and fell, his mind was in a daze and could hardly think. The stimulation of his senses was magnified exponentially, and he felt that he was going crazy.

Finally, a torrent flowed towards the mouth of venting.

"Um..." Zhao Jinxin raised his head and rubbed his slender fingers against the corner of his lips. His pair of peach blossom eyes had an ambiguous smile, "I've been holding it in for a long time? It seems that Uncle Li is very obedient for a while, and this time he will give you a reward."

Li Shuo was exhausted, and even the strength of his fingers seemed to leave his body, and his whole body was so soft that he felt like a pool of mud.

Zhao Jinxin came over and kissed him: "Baby, do you miss it? This is not as good as one-tenth of a real gun or a real ammunition."

Li Shuo blocked his eyes with the back of his hand: "I don't have time to deal with you now, don't take advantage of others' danger." Zhao Jinxin's move made him uncontrollably remember the two of them's several times of lingering, which was exactly what he tried hard to forget. Zhao Jinxin had the ability to turn him into a completely different person in bed, and not only did he not hate such a self, but he also fell into depravity for a while. This was the most terrifying thing.

"Okay, I'll take advantage of others' danger." Zhao Jinxin said with a low smile, "Uncle Li is so bad, you are the one who is happy."

Li Shuo pursed his lips and said nothing.

Zhao Jinxin kissed him on the lips again: "I know you like it so much, and you look cute with a stubborn mouth."

Li Shuo turned around as if he was angry, turned his back to Zhao Jinxin, and his body curled up unconsciously.
Chapter completed!