jian qing was never gentle in bed, just taking care of herself, and when she was finished, she turned off the lights and went to sleep contentedly.
there was no warmth between him and cheng wen, at the beginning, there was, and when he finished, he would still hold the little fool and coax it, until now, after the end, he turned around and covered the quilt on his body, and he didn't even bother to say a word to him.
the little fool is also obedient, and most of the time he stays quietly by his side, telling him to do whatever he wants.
jian qing felt that obedience was one of the few advantages in cheng wen's body, which could save a lot of things.
comfortably closing his eyes, he was brewing sleepiness when a cautious whisper came from behind him.
"a... ah qing..."
jian qing did not open his eyes, and said lazily, "huh?
"i... my stomach hurts a little..." cheng wen lay half a meter away from him, his thin body curled up into a small clump, and his words were tinged with a hidden cry.
he was most afraid of pain, and he liked to cry, but ah qing didn't like him to cry, and he couldn't bear it anymore.
if the light is turned on, jian qing will find that cheng wen's eyes are not only red, but his small face is as white as paper.
however, he did not turn on the light, and his first reaction was whether the fool had eaten a bad stomach, turned around and asked impatiently,
"have you eaten something that should not be eaten?"
there is a bakery in front of the villa area, the overnight bread will be placed at the door for free, cheng wen went to the supermarket to buy vegetables when passing, took one, as breakfast and lunch.
in the evening, i ate my own broth to make rice, but i threw up all of them.
"nothing... nno..." jian qing's tone was not good, and cheng wen was afraid that he would be angry and did not dare to tell the truth.
jian qing frowned, "does it hurt so much?"
cheng wen paused, pressed his hand on his lower abdomen, endured the unbearable pain, and whispered back, "no... only...
in fact, it hurt a lot
, and occasionally it would be accompanied by stinging, and it began to hurt from the time when he was pressed to do that file just now, but he didn't dare to say anything, for fear that jian qing would be upset.
"then bear with me, and patience will pass." hearing him say that it was all right, jian qing relaxed his heart and pulled the quilt towards him.
after all, calling the doctor in the middle of the night is very troublesome, and when the time comes, there is no check out, and it is a waste of time.
"i'll rub it for you."
i wanted to take care of myself and sleep, but i felt that it was inappropriate, so i rarely had a little patience at this time, and i took the little fool into my arms.
jian qing had not hugged him at night for a long time, and cheng wen did not dare to move, obediently allowing him to fiddle, and the circles of his eyes were even more red.
the cotton pajamas on his body were lifted up, and the other person's wide and warm palm covered his smooth abdomen, rhythmically gently rubbing back and forth.
after a while, the muffled pain seemed to have really eased a lot, and gradually it stopped hurting.
but cheng wen couldn't help but cry, jingying rolled down the corners of his eyes one after another, and crying was not so loud, twitching and clicking, and he was always careful.
"uh-huh..."
"what are you crying?" jjian qing moved a meal and did not understand.
when the words fell, cheng wen couldn't bear it any longer, turned around and slipped into jian qing's arms, stretched out his arms around his neck, and choked and cried.
"ah qing, you've been so fierce to me lately..."
"i know i'm stupid and often do the wrong thing... make you angry, but don't dislike me, okay..."
"you tell me, where i'm not good, i'll change... i'll clean the house, i'll make dinner, i'll wait for you at home, i'll never run around again..."
"i know i'm wrong... don't be angry, okay..."
jian qing had a bit of a headache, but for the first time, he didn't feel disgusted by this noisy cry, and some soft area of his heart was gently poked.
it felt strange.
helplessly, he hugged the little fool back, and his large hand tapped on his thin back, and said softly.
"okay, no more crying."
"i'm not angry."
"really."
instead, the people who were coaxed cried more and more, as if they wanted to vent all their long-standing grievances, and they couldn't catch their breath, and the tears wet the placket of jian qing's clothes.
"uh-huh... you lied... you obviously...
obviously..."
"i'm not good, i shouldn't lose my temper with you." jian qing frowned slightly, said. <
maybe he was really too harsh on this idiot?
the crying gradually became smaller, but it continued, and even those who had patience would feel annoyed, not to mention that jian qing had never had much patience with cheng wen, and the self-doubt of the moment just now was also fleeting, and the tone sank.
"i'm really angry when i cry again."
for a stand-in, it has never taken much thought, and it is no obstacle to coax when the mood is good, but it is completely unnecessary to be too arrogant.
"i... i don't cry..." cheng wen had always been afraid that he would get angry, but he was obviously still very aggrieved, so he forced his tears to be contained, grabbed the corner of his clothes and said uneasily, "ah qing don't get angry..."
"sleep, it's late." jian qing wrapped the humanoid pillow into his arms, found a comfortable position, and closed his eyes.
after a moment, he opened his mouth disapprovingly.
"you're too skinny, you need to eat more, and it's only comfortable to hold up the meat."
"well..." cheng responded meekly.
the next morning, when jane woke up, she found that there was no one around, and when her brow frowned, she wanted to lose her temper, and she immediately recalled that yesterday he told cheng wen not to be lazy and get up early to make breakfast.
after going down, i saw the man busy in the kitchen, wrapped around a red rabbit apron, lining the beautiful face, there was no sense of violation, even a little cute.
hearing the footsteps, cheng wen immediately turned his head, shining brightly and sending over, soft and soft. <
"ah qing, breakfast is ready, i cooked skinny egg lean porridge, and also made meat buns ~"
"buns?" jian qing qing he walked over, watched the man clip the steaming bun out of the steamer, and casually asked, "what time did you get up?" although i don't
go into the kitchen, i know that freshly made buns are time-consuming.
"hmmm... five. cheng wen carefully put the porridge into the bowl.
"oh." jian qing didn't feel anything when he heard it, the aunt at home also got up so early, and cheng wen, as a nanny, should also be like this.
when the first bite of skinned egg lean porridge was sent into his mouth, jian qing sent a second bite into his mouth in disbelief, and then looked up at the man who was drinking porridge in small sips on the other side, and said, "is this really what you did?" that
feeling of nausea and nausea came up again, and cheng wen couldn't bear to turn pale, squeezing the spoon and looking nervously at jian qing, "yes... yeah, no... isn't it tasty? "not
bad." jian qing gave a reluctant evaluation, and then drank three bowls of porridge expressionlessly and nibbled on six buns gracefully.
i never expected that this idiot would be stupid enough to make things even better than the aunt at home.
put down the bowl and chopsticks only to find that the porridge in the bowl of the man opposite went down to a small half bowl, the face did not seem to be very good, jian qing could not help but frown, "what's wrong with you?" is your stomach still uncomfortable? "has
been... it's already good. cheng wen whispered back.
my stomach was no longer sore, i just wanted to throw up, i had no appetite.
"then eat a little more, i'll go to the company." the time was not early, jian qing casually gave a word of instructions and stood up and went outside.
suddenly i thought of something again, paused, and looked back at him.
"by the way, your brother is back, you know?"
cheng wen shook his head shyly.
ran ran told him that he still had half a month to come back.
"you remember, don't let him know about our relationship, and don't let anyone know." jian qing said expressionlessly.
the tone was as if he were something unseemly.
"for... why? cheng wen looked at him blankly, a little confused.
jian qing didn't even bother to make up a reason for him, and said directly:
"there is no why, you just do it."
"otherwise i'll be angry."