breakup alliance OL

Chapter 40

When Ji Xiaocheng came back with the on-duty physician, Liang Yun was covering his eyes sadly. Hearing the sound, he moved his arm and glanced at Ji Xiaocheng, and hurriedly looked away again.

Ji Xiaocheng's stomach fire did not subside so quickly, but seeing Liang Yun's appearance, he thought it was a little funny, the doctor probed his forehead, frowned and said: "It's not burning, I'll just say, unless it's a wound infection, Otherwise, I wouldn't have a fever today."

When Liang Yun heard this, he echoed again and again: "I don't have a fever, and I don't get injections."

Ji Xiaocheng glared at him, and said to the doctor: "If he didn't have a fever after being frightened, I wouldn't be so sure, or you can measure him with a thermometer, or prescribe some medicine to prevent problems before they happen, or if he has a real fever What a pain to wake up."

The doctor smiled bitterly: "This medicine can't be prescribed casually. The patient really doesn't have a fever. How do you ask me to take the medicine?"

Liang Yun nodded hurriedly: "Yes, you are right, I don't have a fever, so I don't need an injection."

The doctor glanced at him angrily, and said, "Who said you don't need injections? You have lost a layer of skin on your arm. How can it be cured without anti-inflammation? The medicine has already been prescribed, and the nurse will come and give you injections after preparing the medicine. "

Liang Yun opened his mouth and tried to argue with reason, but was stared back by Ji Xiaocheng. The doctor looked through the medical records, looked at the watch, and suggested: "It's getting late, and he can't lie down in the treatment room for a while." For the whole night, why not go to the infusion center of the outpatient clinic to open a ward, so that I can observe and observe, and if I really have a fever at night, it will be convenient for me to come and check."

That's what Ji Xiaocheng thought. He went out with the doctor to issue an order to pay the fee, and hurried back to the treatment room in less than 5 minutes.

Liang Yun opened his eyes vacantly, and saw a large back standing in front of him, Ji Xiaocheng ordered angrily: "Come up!"

Liang Yun understood it tightly in his heart. At this time, being polite is hypocritical. Ji Xiaocheng is not the kind of person who welcomes him against the current even if you want to refuse.

He moved his butt with difficulty, and a plaster cast was placed on his right leg, which hadn't fully dried yet, and one leg weighed more than a thousand catties, and he needed two hands to support it to barely open his leg.

A strong hand supported the plaster leg, and carefully opened the leg. Liang Yun's face was flushed. This posture is too lewd-slutty...

Ji Xiaocheng squatted slightly between his legs - body, grabbed his hands and put them on his shoulders, took a breath and carried Liang Yun on his back in one go, with his right hand supporting his right leg, and his left hand naturally wrapped around his back Supported his two buttocks.

Liang Yun's face was inevitably pressed against Ji Xiaocheng's neck, and he saw that the sweat on his temples had stained the ends of his hair. He hadn't stopped for a moment since he rushed to the hospital, and the sweat was seeping through the sweat on his back. The clothes exuded light moisture, Liang Yun's nasal cavity was sour, and his heart was blocked by a swollen feeling.

Ji Xiaocheng... Ji Xiaocheng...

He silently recited this person's name on this person's shoulder, as if he had returned to the university campus many years ago.

Under the boulevard at midnight, the two silhouettes printed on the road overlap.

"What are you smirking at?" Ji Xiaocheng glanced sideways at the smirking person on his back.

"Do you have eyes in the back of your head?" Liang Yun stroked his hair.

"Please hold your breath when you snicker, or you will be embarrassed if I find you!" Ji Xiaocheng teased triumphantly, how good he is, snickering is also skillful, and the people on his back won't be able to spot him even laughing old long time.

"Ji Xiaocheng, am I useless?"

"Not very useless."

"Really?"

"Just a little bit."

"Hey--!"

"If you can play basketball and read at the same time, then I'm still a fool. You, just study hard, and leave the physical work of playing to me."

"Well, you're sweating."

"It's okay, do your feet still hurt?"

"It doesn't seem to hurt anymore." He gently pressed his face against his ear, secretly delighted like a thief.

"It's no wonder that it doesn't hurt. Next time whoever asks you to be a substitute, you can't just agree. Did you hear me?"

"Ah."

"That's good." He tilted his head and inhaled the fragrance in his hair.

"Ji Xiaocheng!"

"Ok?"

"Ji Xiaocheng!"

"Um!?"

"Ji Xiaocheng!"

"I'm listening, you say."

"Ji Xiaocheng..."

"Little fool..."

"Ji Xiaocheng..."

--I like you.

Ji Xiaocheng... I still like you very much, how can I break it?

Ji Xiaocheng's shoulders are still so broad, his profile is still so good-looking, even the smell of sweat has his unique masculine smell, Liang Yun quietly buried his nose in his neck and took a deep breath, sour, so good smell!

The happiness at this moment seemed to be stolen, and he was so moved that he wanted to cry.

I don't know if it was the smell of disinfectant in the hospital that made his respiratory tract uncomfortable, or if he fell ill when he lay on Ji Xiaocheng's back. It landed on Ji Xiaocheng's neck.

Ji Xiaocheng turned his head slightly, just in time to catch a glimpse of Liang Yun's face which he hastily turned away, he felt a twinge in his heart, and sighed silently.Such an adult, every time he gets sick, he looks like a delicate baby. If he really can't be together, then who else can he turn to to act like a baby when he gets sick?

Thinking of this, he felt a dull pain in his heart. He kept him in his pocket properly, but he didn't hurt him in his bones, because he seemed to never pay attention to his feelings, and only took care of his life. big and small.

Is this not enough?

Thinking of Liang Yun's eagerness and anticipation every time there was a power outage, every time he got sick, he made trouble for no reason, and his watery eyes followed him.

For the first time, I realized that it seemed not enough.

"Let go." Gently put the man on the hospital bed, only to find that the two hands hooked around his neck were still twisted quietly together, because he could not straighten up, he had to maintain a bent posture, the two of them His face was very close, and he could clearly smell the familiar breath of the other party, and of course he could also feel the heat of his nose.

Ji Xiaocheng frowned, and emphasized again: "Let go, you have a fever."

Relying on his fever, Liang Yun turned on the rogue mode, hooked his neck in deafness, and looked at the face close at hand with blurred eyes.

The light in the ward was not turned on, only the orange night light by the bed was lit, the warm light diffusely outlined Liang Yun's delicate facial features, he was always beautiful, even when he was ill.

The black and angry eyes seemed to be filled with a pool of autumn water, and the smoke and water blurred for a moment, as clear as before.Ji Xiaocheng stared at him blankly, the person in his arms closed his eyes lazily, opened his collar wide, his skin was light red, smooth and moist, his lines were exquisite and powerful, his breath smelled of medicine and his unique gorgeous and cool breath Intertwined together, lingering in the nostrils of the two, the fragrance is boundless.The warm breath exhaled by the other party was fragrant and bone-piercing, and he felt his throat tighten, as if he was drowning in this longing eye wave.

"Let go." He heard his voice hoarse, swallowed subconsciously, and coaxed softly: "Be obedient, be good."

Liang Yunbaba looked at him, his eyes shone brightly, the corners of his lips twitched, and the wings of his nose fluttered, as if unwilling, but he still opened his hand lightly.

Ji Xiaocheng patted his head. The two have been together for so many years, but there are very few opportunities to be tender. One is that Ji Xiaocheng is too realistic to understand the style, and the other is that Liang Yun has gradually become numb due to lack of response. At this moment a month later, I realized that sometimes a little tenderness is better than any wealth in the world.

He really wanted to rub her into his arms now and feel the long-lost throbbing, but Liang Yun had a fever, so he had to call the doctor.

After finding a doctor, Ji Xiaocheng went back to the ward first and brought a thermometer. When he was undressing Liang Yun, the person on the bed opened his eyelids in a daze, hummed twice in his nasal cavity, as if he was feeling uncomfortable, and then stretched out his hand to grab Ji Xiaocheng's firm body. arm, and put his face against it, rubbing against it like a cat.

Ji Xiaocheng didn't know whether to laugh or cry, he was turned cute by Liang Yun's actions, in fact, he was like this before, he was very delicate when he was sick, why didn't he think he was cute before, he just thought this guy would really grind people.

The temperature was checked and it was 38.9 degrees. Immediately afterwards, the doctor brought the nurse over. They first auscultated, looked at the tongue coating, and then took fingertip blood for testing. During the examination, Liang Yun was extremely uncooperative, and Ji Xiaocheng knelt on the bed and hugged him gently Coaxed softly, his face was wrinkled into a bitter gourd when the needle was taken for blood collection, and it was Ji Xiaocheng who held his hand tightly so that things didn't delay.

The doctor couldn't help laughing, and left the ward without staying for a moment. The nurse covered her mouth and smirked, and secretly looked at the two suspects on the bed who were suspected of attacking and receiving.

When the results of the blood test came out, he added a few bottles of medicine and hung him up together. Liang Yun was quiet, but Ji Xiaocheng was out of breath.

Taking advantage of Liang Yun's meeting to subside, Ji Xiaocheng hurried to the bathroom to wash his face with cold water. When he returned to the ward, he saw the person on the bed with his eyes wide open. As soon as the door opened, his burning eyes eagerly looked over .

Ji Xiaocheng reckoned that he should be awake at this moment, and if he was confused, he would have left in the middle of the night, so he walked to the bedside and asked, "Would you like some water?"

Liang Yun's cheeks were blushing, his eyes became clearer and he looked sober, but the words he said were quite different: "You don't want me anymore..." The last word was hoarse.

Ji Xiaocheng's breathing was stagnant, and he leaned over to pick up his waist, and gently wrapped him in his arms with his own arms. Liang Yun took advantage of the situation and wanted to hug him back, but Ji Xiaocheng caught him vigilantly and returned the needle. The restless left hand coaxed softly in the ear: "Be good, you will be fine after the injection."

"No." Liang Yun muttered vaguely.

Ji Xiaocheng thought he didn't hear clearly, raised his head and looked at him: "What did you say?"

"I don't want to recover from illness." Liang Yun raised his head to stare at him, and said clearly: "When you recover from illness, you will disappear."

Ji Xiaocheng's arms tightened subconsciously, Liang Yun let out a grunt of dissatisfaction before he came back to his senses, the palm resting on his back stroked soothingly back and forth, the person in his arms pressed his face against his chest, as if satisfied He snorted, and comfortably half-covered his long eyelashes, but Ji Xiaocheng couldn't calm down anymore.

Liang Yun never showed weakness, even if he had a crush on him, even if he confessed first, even if he said he was strong and decisive, he would rather give up, would rather break up than show weakness.

But after they both felt tired and broke up for the first time when they reached a consensus, when they thought he was tired and he was a little negative... Liang Yun, he...

Ji Xiaocheng couldn't be sure whether he was awake or in a daze, anyway he wanted to make sure again.

"Okay, don't sleep yet, what you said just now, say it again."

Ji Xiaocheng unconsciously exerted some force with his hand. A person with a fever is soft and extremely sensitive to pain. Liang Yun felt uncomfortable being pulled by his arm. He opened his eyelids in a daze, and gave the person who hurt him a dissatisfied look.

There is a sickly moisture at the end of the eyes, more like the blush stained by drunkenness, this glance seems to be angry, but the eye waves are flowing, the divine light is in full bloom, the kind of alienation that is different from usual, The glamorous posture is dizzying.

Ji Xiaocheng's eyes darkened and darkened, and after a few changes, he forgot his original intention just now, and just wanted to follow his instinct and kiss her fiercely.

So he kissed her, and his lips touched lightly, as if probing and smelling, the soft touch on his lips was so familiar but strange that it made people restless.

It turned out that an intimacy made inadvertently due to throbbing was more exciting than a step-by-step sex life, just as he knew clearly that this should not be the moment of sexual desire, but he let go of his mouth no matter what, and even wanted to put this People take it apart and eat it in their stomachs, or crush it in their own flesh and blood.

Liang Yun hung limply in Ji Xiaocheng's arm. He was not so sick that he was unconscious and confused, but indulged himself for a while. It was different from finding faults for no reason to attract the attention of the other party when he was sick. She tore off her restraint all at once, succumbed to her own desires and sank into Ji Xiaocheng's rare tenderness.

He slightly opened his lips and opened his teeth to accommodate Ji Xiaocheng's strength. He felt that he was responding with force, but when he was sick, his force was a vague provocation in Ji Xiaocheng's feeling. It should have been extended from desire The fiery and passionate kiss unexpectedly gave off the charming taste of lingering and pathos.

Liang Yun's breathing was stagnant due to the overload of his heartbeat, so that his nasal cavity let out a muffled moan similar to whimpering, a bit like the moan overflowing from his chest when he was emotional, but Ji Xiaocheng had never heard such a beautiful sound from him. sound.

He reluctantly moved his lips away, and pressed the tip of his nose against Liang Yun's fiery cheeks. He tried his best to suppress the desire that sprang up from his limbs, but his eyes were uncontrollably doing the opposite.

Liang Yun was gasping for breath with undulating mouth, and his clear eyes were unblinkingly twisting Ji Xiaocheng's eyes. His slightly raised chin, tight neck, and collarbone became more clear as a line. In the cold ward, he was like a bird. The breathtaking flower of the deep sea.

After being together for so many years, he is familiar with every part of Liang Yun from the inside to the outside. He knows that this man is very attractive, but he has never seen this side of him.

This is probably the so-called "leading the coquettish", no more, no less just to tickle the itchy flesh on the top of his heart.