Love you, never separate

But he didn't do much, did he? He couldn't figure out what he had cheated He Qing. He was so kind to He Qing and washed clothes

"Wu Wu..." he Qing's mouth is still covered by Zhou Li. He shakes his head. He doesn't shake it off. He wants to bite with his teeth, but he can't bite. In a hurry, he sticks out his tongue and licks Zhou Li's palm with the tip of his tongue.

Zhou Li's body was shocked by the sudden itchy touch. Then he took back his hand like an electric shock and rubbed it on his body. The touch seemed to be branded on his heart and could not be erased.

He Qing's mouth was liberated again. He was proud to lie in Zhou Li's arms and continued to sing: "at last, I shed tears when I knew the truth..."

"Brother, brother, stop singing. I beg you to stop singing!" Zhou Li almost cried. He suddenly regretted that he had let he Qing drink. Isn't this the way to lift a stone and hit his feet? What's the use of cute? It's a big trouble now! Maybe someone will come and knock on the door later!

"You don't even tell me if you have a girlfriend!" He Qing doesn't sing any more. He just looks at Zhou Li wrongly.

"I don't have a girlfriend..." Zhou Li was helpless. He had explained a lot, but he Qing didn't listen.

"You have!" He Qing said.

"Well, I have." Zhou Li broke the jar and broke it. He Qing said everything.

"You see, you admit it, you big liar!" He Qing is more aggrieved, a burst of fierce hammer in front of Zhou Li's chest.

"Zhou Li didn't want to talk at this time. He just wanted to be quiet.

"Do you have a girlfriend who doesn't tell me and comes to me for an excuse to drink with me after being dumped? In your eyes, am I the kind of friend who can only remember when I am sad? "Ah?"

He Qing grabs Zhou Li's collar, turns over and presses Zhou Li's body. He asks, his body is a little unsteady. One hand that originally supported Zhou Li's side is soft, and he strikes directly. His lips are close to Zhou Li's cheek, and he leans against Zhou Li's head.

"He Qing, you..." Zhou Li was suddenly at a loss. The itchy touch on his cheek was still there, and even the temperature on He Qing's lips was still there. His heart was hot and dry, and some emotion that had been suppressed began to rise in the dark.

"Kiss him, while he is not awake..." this sentence has been around his ears, he can't help shaking his head, what's the matter with him? Is alcohol addicting to his mind? How could he? Why do you want to be pro He Qing? This is ridiculous

Just he Qing's contact is just an accident. Why should he think more? It's meaningless. He Qing won't remember these. Since he Qing won't remember, can he go further now! He's a straight guy. Why do you think about that?

He Qing's rapid breathing is still playing in his ear. Every time he breathes, he feels a shiver in his heart. His heart is itching. Something has broken out of the ground and enveloped his whole heart. "Dong Dong", "Dong Dong Dong". He listens to his heart beating heavily. The world seems to be suddenly quiet, only his heartbeat is left.

He looked at He Qing's side face. Just the touch of his ear on He Qing's cheek made his heart beat faster. He felt that he was extremely abnormal. He confirmed that he Qing had fallen asleep. Then he slowly pushed him away and took a cold bath.

He needs to calm down. No, no, how can he have such an idea about He Qing? He Qing is his good friend! He Qing is a man! He is obviously a straight man. How can he respond to the touch of He Qing? The high school heart is back, and stronger than before.

After taking a shower, he calmed down for a long time and went back to the bed. Looking at He Qing's quiet sleeping face, he sighed and put a thin blanket on He Qing. He slept next to He Qing, a few centimeters away, which was the last defense line in his heart.

In his sleep, he felt that his waist was tight and something was squeezed into his arms. He was very sleepy and didn't want to open his eyes. His soft touch was very comfortable. He didn't want to let go. Instead, he closed his arms and fell asleep

He Qing didn't wake up in Zhou Li's arms this time. As soon as he opened his eyes, he saw Zhou Li sleeping by the bed with a cold towel in his hand.

Ah, he had a fever... At this time, he Qingcai reflected that his head did have some pain. Yesterday, he had nothing wrong. Why did he suddenly have a fever? Is it difficult for emotion to affect physical condition?

He shook his head, took off the tightly held towel in Zhou Li's hand, sat up and slowly flattened Zhou Li's whole body, and wrapped Zhou Li's quilt. I don't know how long Zhou Li has been sleeping like this. In case of a cold, it's not good.

He took a look at it. It's more than ten o'clock. It's no longer a problem of being late for a while. He sighed and wanted to call Zhao Xiaochen, but found a new message from Zhao Xiaochen lying quietly in his mailbox. The receiving time is eight o'clock. The content is: "I've received leave, take good care of myself, go to work when I'm well, don't worry."

Zhou Li has asked for leave for him. Just then, he smiles and sends a message back to Zhao Xiaochen. Then he shrinks into the bed and drills into Zhou Li's arms. Zhou Li estimates that he was really busy and tired last night and didn't wake up until eleven o'clock.

When he woke up, he saw he Qing shrinking in his arms and looking at his mobile phone. His smile gradually filled his eyes. He gave a few kisses to He Qing's hair top. Then he Qing realized that Zhou Li woke up, received his mobile phone and asked, "wake up? Is there anything wrong? "

"Shouldn't I ask you that? Is there anything else wrong with you? " Zhou Li asked he Qing.

He Qing shook his head, "no, I'm fine. Do you take care of me very late?"

"Well... It's not too late, but some people hold me and don't give up, wasting a lot of time..." Zhou Li joked with a bad smile.

He Qing's cheek is slightly red. He doesn't doubt that he did it. After all, he felt that he had been shrinking in Zhou Li's arms yesterday. Yesterday, he didn't turn around in his mind, and he was very aggrieved.

Zhou Li pinched He Qing's nose, put his forehead on He Qing's forehead and felt the temperature. After confirming that he Qing had no fever, he felt relieved. His eyes lingered on He Qing's lips for a while, and then asked, "he Qing, can I kiss you?"

He Qing was puzzled. Zhou Li used to kiss him. How could he ask ahead of time? What happened today? Is there a draught? He gave a "um" signal that Zhou Li could kiss him.