In the darkness, Han Zhiyuan looked at the back of his head, which was less than twenty centimeters away from him, his eyes lit up. No one spoke, and after a long while, Han Zhiyuan asked tentatively.

"are you asleep?"

Tang Yifeng turned his back to him and did not answer.

Han Zhiyuan asked again, "Are you asleep?"

Tang Yifeng finally roared unbearably, "Are you annoying? You woke me up when I fell asleep!"

Han Zhiyuan couldn't help laughing out loud. He slept so much before that he couldn't sleep at all now, not to mention how awake he was. Besides, he doesn't believe it, there is a man behind you who covets your body, can you still sleep?

"Come in," Han Zhiyuan couldn't help the smile on Tang Xiaopen's back, then stretched out his fingers and poked his back, "The bed is so narrow, what should I do if it falls?"

Tang Yifeng was unmoved, treating a noisy person as air. Naturally, the hospital bed wouldn't be that big, and he couldn't get too close to Han Zhiyuan. It was too late for him to hide, so he could only try to get to the side, but what was speechless was that Han Zhiyuan wouldn't let him get up at all. Han Zhiyuan jumped up and wanted to strangle him.

Besides, since it was facing Han Zhiyuan, Tang Yifeng would rather have his back to him, so this position... made people grit their teeth.

Seeing that he didn't move, Han Zhiyuan poked him again with his finger. The smile on his face became even bigger, and his mouth became more and more aggressive, "Come closer to me, can I still eat you?"

Feeling the involuntary stiffening of his body, Han Zhiyuan deliberately moved forward a little bit. Although he didn't touch him, his scorching breath just sprayed onto Tang Yifeng's fair neck.

"Come closer, it's cold in the middle."

"Are you all boring? Are you a three-year-old child? Are you finished?" Leng, your sister Leng! Isn't there an air conditioner?

After Tang Yifeng roared, he turned his head and glared at Han Zhiyuan, who was mentally retarded. He didn't think that the moment he turned around, Han Zhiyuan suddenly stretched out his long hand and filled him up.

"You put... uh~" Before Tang Yifeng finished speaking, Han Zhiyuan suddenly turned over and pressed him with the quilt under him.

Tang Yifeng was furious for a moment, and he threw his fist out without thinking.

Han Zhiyuan quickly held down the fist he threw out, and lowered it directly to his pillow, then pressed and clasped it before his other fist was raised.

Tang Yifeng was furious, and he bent his knees sharply to face Han Zhiyuan. As a result, Han Zhiyuan seemed to have expected him to bend his legs, so he bent a long leg at the right time and pressed his leg firmly on the bed.

This time, Tang Yifeng was completely unable to move. In the quiet room, the sound of the body colliding due to the fierce confrontation between the two men, as well as the rubbing of the bed, was exceptionally clear and unbelievable at the moment.

Both of them were a little out of breath after this fierce fight, especially Tang Yifeng, who was completely at a disadvantage, was completely suppressed by Han Zhiyuan, so he was frightened and angry, and his whole body was trembling with anger. After the fight, all that was left in the darkness was the heavy breathing of the two men.

"Han Zhiyuan," Tang Yifeng said coldly after a long while, with a danger warning from a man in his voice. At this moment, he and Han Zhiyuan were facing each other, chest to chest, feeling the two hearts beating very fast, the sound of bang bang was terrifyingly loud.

Han Zhiyuan just stared at the other pair of fire-breathing eyes that were less than five centimeters below his eyes with pitch-black bright eyes, and responded with a casual "um".

"Get up!" Tang Yifeng's voice was colder than ever, full of warnings.

Han Zhiyuan could feel the anger he was about to burst out, but he seemed to be trying his best to endure it, probably because he was a patient or something, but Han Zhiyuan really wanted to know how much he could tolerate himself. In other words, to what extent does Tang Yifeng treat himself now?

But in fact, Han Zhiyuan didn't know that in addition to the anger that Tang Yifeng couldn't express, there was also the panic he was hiding.

When Tang Yifeng learned that Han Zhiyuan had fainted, only he knew how flustered he was, and how he rushed here all night, regardless of the strange eyes of Han Zhiyuan's little assistant, until Han Zhiyuan insisted on guarding him. When I woke up, the feeling of trepidation subsided a little.

This is definitely not because of gratitude or anything else, Tang Yifeng knows it all too well, but it is precisely because of this that he panicked. He originally left Han Zhiyuan's house to avoid this feeling, but in the end, when he heard that Han Zhiyuan had fainted, he He rushed over regardless.

Now Tang Yifeng is in a state of extreme entanglement and at a loss. Reason tells him that he must stay away from Han Zhiyuan, the farther the better, but he can't control his thoughts. During the time we didn't meet, he didn't even pay attention to Han Zhiyuan's phone calls and messages, but he couldn't help but think of this person, whether it was his vileness or his meticulous care, and then he couldn't help worrying about him. body of.

This uncontrollable feeling that he knew he shouldn't have tormented Tang Yifeng into a state of irritability.

He didn't know why he felt this way, Tang Yifeng always felt that Han Zhiyuan was dangerous, and Han Zhiyuan's danger existed in his every move, even every smile and every word, every action seemed to have some purpose. , but it seems reasonable and impeccable.

From the moment he said he liked him, Tang Yifeng couldn't feel his sincerity, but Han Zhiyuan proved his liking with his actions, and while giving, he didn't force himself to respond to him, he just Waiting silently, not standing in place and waiting, but silently waiting for your response while trying to get close to yourself.

Han Zhiyuan, like a fisherman who knows how to teach fish, unknowingly cast a big net, and then you can see him basking in the sun and humming a song, and occasionally sprinkle some fish food to feed the fish. , but I don't know, before I knew it, the big net was closed little by little, and when the fish realized later that he had entered his net, there was no way out.

This is how Tang Yifeng feels now. He feels that he has fallen into it. The moment he learned that Han Zhiyuan had fainted, he was in an unprecedented panic. He knew that he had fallen into it. What exactly do you want?

Is it really what he likes? Tang Yifeng stared at his hot eyes, he believed that Han Zhiyuan liked it, but why sometimes there are strange things in his eyes that he can't understand, like looking at something through himself, or something else who?

Tang Yifeng was startled by his own thought, but when he turned his head, he found that Han Zhiyuan had kissed his lips.

"Um~ um Han wait~"

Han Zhiyuan suddenly abandoned the gentle and slow twist he had before and became stronger. He kissed Tang Yifeng's lips eagerly. The two bodies were very close, as if they were about to rush into each other's body.

Han Zhiyuan couldn't help holding Tang Yifeng's face and kissed him domineeringly, but tenderly. Just as he thought, he wanted to know how much Tang Yifeng treated him, but at the same time, the impulse at this moment was so heartfelt, so he couldn't help it.

Men are really strange creatures. They promised to take revenge on the demon king who killed a thousand knives, but they still fell in love with them. Did you count others and yourself?

"Mmm~ Stop it!" Tang Yifeng was obviously not Han Zhiyuan's opponent. He was about to throw away his armor and armor, but he managed to maintain a sense of reason. Just as he always said, Tang Yifeng is actually a very pure person, and he likes it. He is desperate, and if he doesn't like it, it will be a desperate resistance, and now he is struggling, he can't allow himself to be confused before he understands Han Zhiyuan.

"Han Zhiyuan! Hmm~" Tang Yifeng became more and more flustered, and his body began to react uncontrollably. Tang Yifeng tried to break free with both feet, but his limbs were bound, and his body was completely uncontrollable. Come on.

And his accusation, in Han Zhiyuan's ears, became a bone-eroding catalyst, which was very pleasant.

After a long while, Han Zhiyuan let go of him, panting heavily. Staring at Tang Yifeng's slightly red and swollen lips that were bitten by him, there were even some silver threads hanging on them, which looked particularly bright in the dim night light. At this time, Han Zhiyuan's scorching heat had already raised his head, and he was pressing against Tang Yifeng's thigh as hard as iron.

Tang Yifeng's body was so soft that he had no strength. In fact, he didn't dare to move at all at this time, so he could only stare at Han Zhiyuan, who was above his head, with his eyes wide open, silently resisting.

Han Zhiyuan looked at his eyes full of fear like a deer, but he wanted to open the boss's bluff, and he couldn't help laughing for a while.

What a sensible child, Han Zhiyuan thought to himself, he clearly had a reaction, and he clearly softened to mud under him, but his eyes were clear.

So, this is the need to come up with a lot of material, it won't work if you don't, you won't be able to move this guy's heart.

Han Zhiyuan suddenly rolled over and fell to the side, and at the same time released the restraint on Tang Yifeng, but his hand gently wrapped his arms around him and did not let go.

"I'm sorry," Han Zhiyuan suddenly said softly, "I just..." Just what, Han Zhiyuan did not continue, but suddenly turned his head to look at Tang Yifeng solemnly and said, "There will be no next time."

Isn't sex/love without the consent of the other party rape/rape? Han Zhiyuan fell into self-reflection.

Tang Yifeng didn't answer him, and didn't look at Han Zhiyuan again, but the hands that clasped Han Zhiyuan's arms became tighter and tighter, and he was a little absent-minded and calmed down his beating heart.

After a long while, Han Zhiyuan heard him whisper, "Give me some time," as if thinking of Han Zhiyuan's current situation, he added, "It won't be long."

Han Zhiyuan smiled and touched his shoulder, "Don't worry, I can wait."

It wasn't until Tang Yifeng slowly calmed his breath that he turned his head to look at Han Zhiyuan with a complicated expression, as if he had made a decision. He did not break free from Han Zhiyuan's arms, but let him hug him.

"Your stomach..." After a long while, Tang Yifeng finally asked tentatively. He felt that a prosperous actor is still a 28-year-old young actor, and his life should not be so short. He's still so young, his future is promising, and he... it would be cruel and unfair if it ended like this.

But Han Zhiyuan hurriedly stopped without waiting for him to finish speaking, "It's okay, acute gastroenteritis, it's all my fault that I worked so hard before, and now the retribution is coming."

Tang Yifeng had a complicated look on his face. For some reason, his intuition told him that Han Zhiyuan was lying to him, and Han Zhiyuan must be like a mirror in his heart. So the more Han Zhiyuan is like this, the more he can't get rid of the unconscious heaviness.

The more Han Zhiyuan laughed indifferently, the more uncomfortable he was so breathless.

It was not the first time that the two of them shared the same bed, but it was the first time they were so close together so quietly that they could feel each other's skin and heartbeats.

Tang Yifeng thought with complicated thoughts about how Han Zhiyuan got terminal illness and tried to hide it from him, but it must be heavy and painful. He was weighing the weight of Han Zhiyuan's love for him, and even thought about it. , is it too cruel.

And Han Zhiyuan is also weighing his weight in Tang Xiaopen's heart, and even silently calculating how to use the terminal illness to stimulate this weight to the greatest extent, until the remnant soul awakens.

In fact, Han Zhiyuan has almost succeeded. Although there are some misunderstandings, he deliberately created the kind of atmosphere that he had a terminal illness and deliberately concealed his unwillingness to force him. decision edge.

But the so-called world is impermanent, and some things are always coincidental to eye-popping.

Zhu You, who came to see Han Zhiyuan early the next morning, did not meet Tang Yifeng, but learned from Liu Xiaoya that he had appeared in Han Zhiyuan's ward last night and had not left, so he was so anxious come.

No wonder he was worried, even if the current Tang Yifeng was on Lin Tianwang's thigh, he was still untouchable, not to mention that he was a man, which was fatal to Han Zhiyuan.

"I said what happened to the two of you? Why are you still in touch?" Zhu You eagerly questioned Han Zhiyuan, who was lying on the bed with a leisurely face, "You won't tell me you're serious, will you?"

"Can't you?" Han Zhiyuan raised his eyebrows at him, then continued to eat the breakfast prepared by Liu Xiaoya.

Zhu You was shocked and couldn't believe it. He suddenly thought that Han Zhiyuan said that he was going to be discharged from the hospital, but the doctor agreed. Zhu You suddenly couldn't believe it, "Ayuan, don't tell me that your fainting is just a trick. Just to chase him?"

Han Zhiyuan rolled his eyes, "Braining the brain is too much, I have acute gastroenteritis."

"Of course I know you have acute gastroenteritis, but he called me in the middle of the night last night to ask me if you had stomach cancer? Isn't it your scheming?" Zhu You still remembered the heavy silence on the other end of the phone last night. , he thought it was inexplicable at the time, but now it seems that the guy was hit by Han Zhiyuan's bitter trick.

"Stomach cancer?" Han Zhiyuan coughed dryly. Can he say that he intends to tell the truth when he is about to die? "How is it possible, you curse me?"

"not me……"

"Han Zhiyuan!" Before Zhu You could finish speaking, he was shocked by a sudden anger.

Han Zhiyuan, who was having breakfast, was also stunned for a moment, but as soon as he looked up, he saw Tang Yifeng in a rage staring at him with eyes that could kill people.

Han Zhiyuan's heart skipped a beat.