Feng Chu slept with Ling Yi in his arms, and Ling Yi was quietly held in his arms from behind, motionless because he was in a deep sleep.
In the middle of the night, Feng Chu felt that Ling Yi took the initiative to hug him, and he subconsciously took all this as a dream, and couldn't help but hug Ling Yi tighter, bowed his head and kissed Ling Yi's face.
Ling Yi's flexible and slender body is very comfortable to hold in his arms, and his delicate skin has a very light fragrance.
Feng Chu couldn't tell the dream from the reality, and rubbed Ling Yi's Adam's apple heavily with his rough fingertips, and then with a "click", the bathrobe on Ling Yi was torn in half.
"Mr. Feng."
Ling Yi's voice was slightly hoarse, Feng Chu opened his eyes in the dark, his body froze, and suddenly realized what he had just done.
Feng Chu took a deep breath: "Sorry, I drank too much tonight."
Ling Yi put a hand on Feng Chu's arm lightly: "Mr. Feng, I seem to have a fever."
Feng Chu suddenly woke up, and turned on the bedside lamp with a "snap".
Ling Yi's face was flushed, his forehead was covered with cold sweat, and there were still marks of Feng Chu's sucking and biting on his chin and cheeks. Because Feng Chu had just torn off his bathrobe, half of his shoulders were exposed outside the champagne-colored quilt. There are distinct finger marks on the collarbone.
Feng Chu's Adam's apple rolled, and he didn't want to see Ling Yi's appearance at this time. It was a very guilty thing to have desire for the sick Ling Yi.
He touched Ling Yi's forehead, and it was really hot. Afterwards, he called the hotel manager and asked for antipyretics to be delivered.
Ling Yi's illness is completely different from Feng Chu's illness. When Ling Yi was ill, he couldn't get up from the bed at all, and even his breathing was very light. Feng Chu used an ice towel to cool him down: "After half an hour, the fever will slowly subside. Watching you here, continue to sleep."
Ling Yi was so sleepy that he couldn't open his eyes, and fell asleep after a while.
Feng Chu was tortured for most of the night, and continued to sleep with his arms around Ling Yi, and then fed Ling Yi medicine after four hours.
When Ling Yi woke up the next day, his fever had subsided. Last night, he suffered from a bit of cold air. He was outside for such a long time, and it was snowing winter. With such thin clothes, it is normal for him to have a fever.
Feng Chu didn't sleep very well at night, he would wake up every one or two hours to check if Ling Yi's body temperature had gone down, and only went to sleep when he found Ling Yi's body temperature had stabilized at four o'clock in the morning.
So when Ling Yi woke up, Feng Chu hadn't woken up yet.
Ling Yi showed his face from under the quilt. Feng Chu hugged Ling Yi through the quilt in the middle of the night, and he never slept in the same quilt with Ling Yi again.
Ling Yi stretched out his fingers from under the quilt, and poked Feng Chu's shoulder curiously: "Mr. Feng?"
Although Feng Chu heard it, he didn't respond.
Ling Yi knew that Feng Chu was taking care of him last night, so he went back to sleep. Perhaps because he had slept for too long, Ling Yi couldn't fall asleep. One hand touched Feng Chu's shoulder, and after a few casual touches, Then he squeezed Feng Chu's strong biceps curiously.
Feng Chu opened his eyes, and his Adam's apple rolled up and down.
Ling Yi didn't know that Feng Chu was awake at all. He was just curious why Feng Chu's arms were so hard. There used to be sports students in Ling Yi's school, all of whom were 1.81.9 meters tall. Because of immaturity, they are not as strong and intimidating as Feng Chu.
Ling Yi pinched it twice, and sighed in his heart that Feng Chu's healthy figure is really enviable.
Then he planned to retract his hands under the quilt.
However, just as he was about to withdraw his hand, his wrist was held down.
Feng Chu's voice was low: "How does it feel?"
Ling Yi smiled: "Mr. Feng, are you awake? Mr. Feng is in good shape."
Feng Chu hugged Ling Yi tighter through the quilt: "I woke up, how is your body now? Do you have a headache?"
Ling Yi shook his head.
Feng Chu said: "Let me check if the fever has gone down."
Ling Yi took Feng Chu's hand to his forehead: "The fever has subsided."
Feng Chu's voice was hoarse: "I don't want to touch this place."
Ling Yi's fingers are more than a circle thinner than Feng Chu's, and his hands are so white that they glow, Feng Chu's skin is very dark, compared with Ling Yi, he looks like he goes to the sun every day to get tanned .
The two people's fingers were stuck together, because the contrast was too obvious and it felt very unreasonable.
Ling Yi rubbed Feng Chu's chin, Feng Chu hadn't shaved in the morning, there was a piece of hard green stubble on his chin, Ling Yi's cheeks were flushed, and then he went to stick Feng Chu's handsome profile: "Mr. Feng. "
Feng Chu was teased by Ling Yi to the point of losing his mind, he stared at Ling Yi's pretty face: "Will you let me go?"
Ling Yi put his arms around Feng Chu's neck, and said "Mr. Feng" in a low voice.
Feng Chu put his hand into the quilt.
He likes Ling Yi's legs and wanted to touch them a long time ago.
Ling Yi has long legs and her body proportions are too perfect.
When holding Ling Yi's ankle, Feng Chu obviously felt that Ling Yi's body froze.
It's a pity that he couldn't see the scene covered by the down quilt, and the ankles that couldn't see the sun were even whiter, as crystal clear as ice and snow, as if carved from snow, and the scene of being touched by a strong dark hand was probably extremely Ambiguity.
Feng Chu said: "Can I touch your feet?"
Ling Yi covered the lower half of his face with one hand, neither nodded nor shook his head.
When Feng Chu touched it down, Ling Yi's toes were so shy that they curled up, and his whole body was tense.
The more you touch, the more you want to possess. When you want to get it but you don't get it, it is often the most exciting.
Feng Chu took a deep breath, resisting the thought of leaving bite marks everywhere in Ling Yi: "I'm going to take a bath, I'll keep this account, and I'll continue when I have time."
Anyway, I really can't touch it now.
He went to take a shower, and when he came out, he asked the hotel waiter to bring him breakfast. Ling Yi had a cold yesterday and needed to avoid food, so he could only drink some light purple rice porridge and green side dishes.
After Feng Chu finished eating, he kissed Ling Yi on the forehead: "My mother came to City B, I'll go meet her, don't run around in the hotel this morning."
Ling Yi nodded: "OK."
Feng Chu knew that Ling Yi looked gentle and harmless, but actually he was rebellious: "If you can't find you when you come back, it's not as simple as touching you a few times at night."
Ling Yi tilted his head.
Feng Chu resisted the thought of kissing Ling Yi's mouth, rubbed Ling Yi's fluffy hair with his big hands, and left the hotel room.
Chu Manwen checked the work of the hotel management in the morning. The sudden arrival of the big boss made the general manager and manager of the hotel very nervous.
Fortunately, Feng Chu found Chu Manwen suddenly, and they breathed a sigh of relief.
Chu Manwen raised his eyebrows, and said sarcastically, "Isn't this Mr. Feng who is too busy to touch the ground? He said yesterday that you were not here, so why did you come down from the upstairs early in the morning?"
Feng Chu lit a cigarette for Chu Manwen: "Ling Yi has a cold, I'll come and have a look. When will Annette leave?"
"She's leaving before Christmas." Chu Manwen took a puff of cigarette, "Don't meet her, and don't let Ling Yi meet her, she has a lot of things to do."
Feng Chu has seen Annette's behavior for a long time. He has never liked Annette very much, and he has no plan to meet her at all.
After hearing Chu Manwen's words, Feng Chu raised his eyebrows: "Do you know something?"
Chu Manwen shook the ashes: "Annette is Ling Yi's mother, didn't he tell you?"
Feng Chu speculated about this last night when he realized that Ling Yi might have cried, but he couldn't confirm it, because Annette has been abroad all the time, and it is impossible to have such a big child.
Moreover, Ling Yi mentioned his mother to Feng Chu. He said that his mother is very beautiful, gentle, and elegant. She always wears nice perfume on her body, just like snow-white gardenias. Annette gives people the same feeling as Ling Yi. The woman in the mouth is not similar.
Seeing Feng Chu's expression, Chu Manwen also realized that Ling Yi hadn't said anything.
This kid can hold his breath, he can hide big and small things in his heart, and he doesn't like to show off.
"Annette knew me when she was more than ten years old. She stayed in China for many years and married Ling Hua despite her parents' objections. Ling Hua cheated on her during her pregnancy and had an illegitimate child. She learned the truth many years later and divorced back to her in a fit of anger. with my parents."
Chu Manwen said: "Feng Chu, I tested it yesterday. She had a very unpleasant quarrel with the Ling family. Ling Yi was the one who was hurt the most, so she was embarrassed to see Ling Yi again, thinking that Ling Yi hated her. To the bone. Don't bring Ling Yi to see her, just pretend nothing happened and live their own lives."
Feng Chu's face gradually turned cold: "What did she do to Ling Yi?"
Chu Manwen shrugged her shoulders: "My husband betrayed her, and it is understandable to take his anger out on the child. After she calmed down, she felt very guilty. She felt that what she had done to Ling Yi was too much. Ling Yi would hate her. Dare to face the past."
"Ling Yi doesn't hate her." Feng Chu said, "But I don't want Ling Yi to meet her again."
Feng Chu knew that Ling Yi was very emotional.
Ling Yi will not be tempted by anything easily, and will not be in love with new things, but once he develops a good impression, it is difficult for these good feelings to disappear.
And the years will really beautify a lost person, maybe because Annette has left, or maybe the people Ling Yi met later were not as nice to him as Annette, so Ling Yi felt that the loved ones in his memory were perfect.
But in any case, these are all Feng Chu's guesses. It is difficult for Feng Chu to guess what Ling Yi is thinking.
Feng Chu is not a good person, he is extremely possessive, he only wants Ling Yi to belong to him alone, and only be close to him.
Chu Manwen put out the cigarette, took a sip of tea to moisten his throat: "The child's eyes, are you trying to find a way to heal him? I heard from the old man that you will focus on investing in medical care next year."
Feng Chu has been trying to figure out a way, but Feng Chu is not a doctor, and these needs to be diagnosed by professionals. Dr. Zhao's level is already very superb, and recovery is not something that can be recovered in a short period of time by finding a doctor who is better than Dr. Zhao.
Feng Chu nodded: "I've been thinking of a way, Mom, please help me pay attention."
Chu Manwen nodded: "Of course I will worry about my daughter-in-law's affairs. You remember that Ling Yi will call me mother next time we meet. We are all a family. This child always calls me auntie, which is very natural. "
If he could control how Ling Yi called others, he would have Ling Yi call him husband every day, but in front of Chu Manwen, Feng Chu still agreed.
Chu Manwen had other things to do, so after finishing talking, let Feng Chu go back.