The law of great fragrance for old men

Chapter 50

The school only had a holiday every half a month, so he spent very little time with his husband. He spent most of his weekends teaching him spoken English and explaining topics, with almost no physical close contact.

There were a few times when the two of them clashed with each other in the bathroom. The husband hugged him and kissed him from his eyebrows to his ears and neck. He was a healthy thirty-year-old man, full of energy and vitality. In the end, he just restrained himself and held him to sleep.

I don't know how long it took, He Nian blinked at the bathroom and got up top-heavy.

The bathroom has been tidied up properly, the dirt on the floor has been cleaned up, and the awkward and unpleasant smell has all dissipated, leaving a faint fresh smell of orange lingering around.

Chu Xijin was washing his hands in front of the bathtub when suddenly his waist tightened and someone hugged him from behind.

He Nian gently knocked his head on the man's broad back, rubbing his cheek like a cat.

He calmly felt the strong muscle lines on the man's back and the warm and dry body temperature, which gave him countless feelings of security.

The dependence and coquettish movements made Chu Xijin feel as soft as the clouds in the sky. He asked through the mirror:

"Why don't you just lie down when you're sick? And you're still walking around, huh?"

"...I'm not sleepy yet."

He Nian pouted, but he wouldn't let go anyway, so Chu Xijin had no choice but to pull him in front of him. With no choice, he had to carry him back to the bedroom and tuck him into the bed again.

After a lot of tossing, He Nian's originally big and round deer eyes became listless, and he began to hiccup slightly. He covered his mouth with both hands and couldn't stop it at all.

People who are sick are always particularly emotionally fragile.

Before He Nian, he was a very independent person, relying on himself for everything, but now he subconsciously relied on Chu Xijin, and even had to be within sight to rest peacefully.

"Don't kick the quilt, lie down."

Chu Xijin pinched the corners of the quilt for him, turned off the headlights, leaving only a warm yellow eye-protecting wall lamp, and put his forehead against his forehead and whispered softly:

"Good boy, I'm going to make you a bowl of sweet soup. Your stomach is empty now. Drinking it will make you feel better."

"gentlemen."

He Nian raised his hand and grabbed the corner of Chu Xijin's pajamas. He would rather not drink the sweet soup and want his husband to accompany him, but he didn't want the man to worry about him, so he finally withdrew his hand.

The bedroom fell into silence again.

He had finished vomiting, and his mouth was really tasteless. He remembered that there was a box of toffee on the cabinet next to him, and when he got up, he saw that it was gone.

It was clearly there yesterday, did you remember it correctly?

Impossible, I had eaten two pills at that time.

He opened the drawer, and sure enough, the candy box was inside, and there were two boxes written in English next to it.

He Nian glanced over curiously.

Not opened yet.

After he picked it up and looked at it clearly, his face immediately turned red to his neck, which was extremely hot.