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    He stared at Xu Xizhou after taking the medicine, and then touched his hair uneasy, confirming that it was completely dried.

    Xu Xizhou had slept for too long during the day, and now he is very energetic, and he is not sleepy at all while sitting on the bed.

    "Why are you not sleeping?"

    Xu Xizhou blinked, and suddenly stretched out his hand to press his abdomen, "It still seems... a little uncomfortable."

    "The doctor said it's normal, and it will be fine tomorrow." Zhuang Jingchun frowned slightly, raised her hand, and seemed to want to touch his abdomen, but she took it back for some reason.

    "I can't sleep, why don't you watch a movie with me." Xu Xizhou sat up and looked at him expectantly.

    Probably because of his illness, Xu Xizhou relied on him extraordinarily today. When speaking, he will inadvertently bring some coquettish taste.

    If it was put on someone else, Zhuang Jingchun would have shown an expression of impatience long ago, but once this person is Xu Xizhou, it seems that it is not unacceptable.

    "Just watch one, then go to sleep after reading it." Zhuang Jingchun tried her best to keep her face straight.

    There is an LCD TV in the room. Xu Xizhou dimmed the light, leaned against the two pillows comfortably, and patted the other side of his bed.

    "Why are you standing still? Come up quickly."

    Zhuang Jingchun hesitated for a moment, then moved slowly, took off her shoes, and went to the other side.

    This was his first time lying on the bed in Xu Xizhou's bedroom. The smell that belongs to boys is pervasive and wraps him.

    On a rainy day, watching an old movie comfortably under the messy bedding and fluffy pillows is the most pleasant thing for Xu Xizhou.

    Now, the threshold of comfort has been raised again because of a certain person, and it has also brought a trace of sweetness.

    Xu Xizhou covered Zhuang Jingchun with his quilt.

    "The air conditioner is on low, cover more."

    Xu Xizhou's pajamas were short sleeves and shorts, and Zhuang Jingchun inevitably touched his exposed skin.

    The moment the skin touched, it was as if a tiny electric current was passing through.

    Zhuang Jingchun suppressed the thoughts in her heart and stared at the screen intently.

    They were watching an Indian comedy. Xu Xizhou laughed lowly and laughed all the way, while Zhuang Jingchun's expression was a little indifferent.

    "Look, this game is so funny, hahahahaha!"

    Xu Xizhou was about to talk to him about the plot of the movie, but when he turned his head, he found that the man beside him was already asleep.

    Zhuang Jingchun's head rested on the soft pillow, a few short strands of hair fell on her forehead, and her eyebrows showed a trace of fatigue and exhaustion.

    Only then did Xu Xizhou remember that he had not rested all day. When just watched a movie with him, the man should have been tired long ago. But still insisted, did not show it.

    Xu Xizhou picked up the remote control and turned the TV's volume down to a minimum.

    He turned his head and looked at Zhuang Jingchun's sleeping face. When the man fell asleep, his eyebrows and eyes were not as inhumane as usual, and the cold and hard arc was melted a little by the warm light, with a trace of indescribable tenderness.

    Xu Xizhou's eyes swept across his forehead, eyelashes, and the bridge of his nose, and finally landed on the two pale, well-shaped lips.

    On a summer night, the drunken kiss on the track, with a touch of heat, resurfaced in his mind.

    Xu Xizhou's heartbeat was a little disordered. At this moment, an unprecedented, secret and intense longing occupies his mind.

    He wants to kiss Zhuang Jingchun.

    He wondered what those lips tasted like.

    is sweet? Salty? dry? Or soft?

    Anyway, he's asleep now, so if you kiss him secretly, you shouldn't be found out, right?

    Intense longing is the most terrifying thing, and reason is left behind, and all the senses are focused on the only thing one wants to possess.

    Just kiss.

    Xu Xizhou gritted his teeth and propped up his upper body. He first tentatively called Zhuang Jingchun's name, but he didn't get a response.

    Closing his eyes, he kissed Zhuang Jingchun's mouth very quickly.

    In the silent room, Xu Xizhou's heartbeat was extremely violent.

    Because he was too nervous, he didn't taste the flavor. He just felt that those two lips were softer than he imagined.

    Xu Xizhou felt guilty as a thief, turned off the light, and lay down under the quilt facing the other side.

    He didn't know that in the darkness, the man sleeping beside him had a shallow arc at the corner of his mouth.

    The author has something to say:

    sorry, the number of words in this chapter is too high, and the next chapter will definitely be slapped in the face

    Chapter 38

    Early morning, bright summer sun shines through the window.

    Zhuang Jingchun's eyelids moved, and she slowly opened her eyes, her arm was a little sore and numb, and there was a face with bright eyebrows in her clear vision.

    Xu Xizhou rested his head on his shoulder and was sound asleep, with one arm lying across his chest and his leg resting on his thigh.

    Feeling the heat radiating from the boy, Zhuang Jingchun's face changed slightly. He raised Xu Xizhou's arm and was about to take it back to him carefully. The man leaning on his shoulder suddenly turned over, his head rubbed against his chest, and hugged him hard like he was holding a large doll.

    "Well……"

    Like some kind of small animal, the boy sniffed the scent of his body with the tip of his nose, and his two arms hugged him even tighter.

    Zhuang Jingchun's whole body was stiff and he didn't dare to move. Xu Xizhou's breath was warm and sprayed on his chest, like furry claws scratching his body.

    Taking a deep breath, Zhuang Jingchun suppressed certain reactions in her body, forcing herself to think about work.

    After an unknown amount of time, Xu Xizhou probably hugged him too hot, turned over again, and rolled to the other side.

    Zhuang Jingchun breathed a sigh of relief, pressed the numb left shoulder, picked up the glasses by the bedside, and put them on.

    He adjusted his clothes and just got out of bed when he heard a hoarse voice behind him.

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