Shen Yimo rested in his body for a while before he got up unsatisfied, and carried the person to the bathroom, where there was a bathtub that could be used by two people, and the two of them hugged each other intimately in the water, and Shen couldn't help but come again for a while.

Naturally, this is not the first time they have done it in the water, but because this is Shen Yimo's favorite way, every time he does it, he feels like he is in heaven, Shen Yimo kisses it over and over again with his glossy lips, as if he doesn't know what to do, and at the same time tastes it on the warm skin, almost imprinting the ambiguous marks all over his body.

When this time he was done, Hanguang's body seemed to have turned into water, and he lost any strength, and after Shen Yimo helped him clean his whole body and put it on the bed, touching him again would cause him to tremble.

Shen Yimo turned off the light, went to bed and hugged him, and fell asleep with an indescribable sense of satisfaction.

When Shen woke up the next day, it was not yet seven o'clock, but he felt very energetic, remembering the three incomparably happy love last night, and feeling that the person was still sleeping in his arms, he couldn't help but move his body to hug the person tighter.

Hanguang was still sleeping deeply, his eyebrows were slightly wrinkled, and his lips were still a little swollen, Shen Yimo quietly pulled down a little quilt and could see that he still had traces of last night on his body, and he couldn't help but smile and couldn't help but float up the corners of his lips, this is probably the longest and most numerous times in their lives, and it is also the one they have worked hardest and most devoted, they really didn't think about Hanguang's body at all, and now in retrospect, it was really a bit excessive, and I don't know if my wife will be unhappy when she wakes up.

After staying in bed for ten minutes and Hanguang still didn't get up, Shen Yimo decided to get up first and go to breakfast, and then bring Hanguang back.

When he ate breakfast beautifully, Hanguang was still asleep when he came back with the food in the thermos bucket, and he was not in a hurry, so he sat next to Hanguang and looked at him.

The way his wife sleeps is still very good-looking, this posture shows that his facial features are very three-dimensional, Shen Yimo couldn't help but lean over and kiss him on the forehead.

…… Uh, how do you feel like the temperature is a bit high??

Sitting up suspiciously, Shen Yimo suddenly realized something, reached out to Hanguang's forehead, and was jumped by the temperature, only then did he realize that Hanguang actually started a fever.

No wonder he had slept for a long time, more than eight and a half hours, and Shen recalled the whole process last night, it must have been because he let his head stick out of the window for so long to cause Zhan to catch a cold.

…… Ah...... If someone is so annoyed that he can't do it, he would have known that he wouldn't suffer for the sake of a momentary anger......

Shen went out to buy some medicine again, and when he came back, he continued to sit on the edge of the bed, he didn't know how long Hanguang was going to sleep, and it was less than two hours before he and the landlord agreed to see the house.

When Hanguang finally woke up after nine o'clock, Shen Yimo hurriedly approached him and asked, "How do you feel?" ”

Hanguang was still frowning, his eyes turned to him with some confusion, his face was a little flushed, he really looked sick, Shen Yimo had almost never seen him sick in his previous life, and he was really a little surprised at this time.

Hanguang turned his head away and ignored him.

Shen Yimo was not annoyed, he put his hand into the quilt and held his hand, the temperature of that hand was a little high, soft and soft, not to mention how good it felt to the touch, Shen couldn't help but clench it tightly, and said softly with a smile: "Are you angry with me?" Because I was so rude to you yesterday? ”

Hanguang: "......" continued to speak.

Shen Yimo: "I brought you back a little porridge, you eat a little first, it's good to take medicine when you're full, I'm going to leave in forty minutes, maybe I'll come back at noon, I originally wanted to take you to see the house together, but now you can't go like this, just rest here." ”

Hanguang still doesn't want to deal with him, his whole body is sore, hot and tired, his head hurts, his waist hurts, of course, the most painful part is that part, speaking of which, Hanguang is no longer like the first time when he did it once, and now the pain is basically negligible, but thanks to that person, he actually found the feeling they felt for the first time at this time.

Thinking of last night, although his consciousness was very unconscious after that, he still remembered the general process, that person was completely only concerned about his own demand, without the slightest consideration for his body, otherwise he would never have become like this.

Shen Yimo saw that he had not opened his mouth or reluctantly, let go of his hand and took the porridge over, and carefully handed it to his lips: "Eat a little." ”

Hanguang did not open his mouth.

Shen Yimo sighed softly, put the porridge into his mouth, and then leaned down to raise Hanguang's head a little higher, and kissed him on the lips.

The light eyes are slightly enlarged.

The temperature of Hanguang's lips in the illness was also higher than usual, like a piece of warm and soft sugar, sweet and warm, Shen Yimo was a little uncontrollable almost as soon as he touched it, of course, he still remembered the matter, and the tip of his tongue cautiously poked into Hanguang's mouth to pry open his teeth and send the porridge in.

Then he straightened up and smiled at Hanguang, the man's jaw moved, apparently chewing, and coughed lightly, the flush on his face deepened slightly.

Shen Yimo didn't feed Hanguang like this in his previous life at this time, and Hanguang's reaction was also very skillful, but he was not as shy as he is now, which made people want to bully him more and more.

So Shen Yimo didn't ask him anymore, just fed him one bite at a time, since Hanguang wanted to maintain his cold image, he couldn't say no, of course Shen enjoyed it with peace of mind, when a bowl of porridge was still half left, Hanguang finally opened his mouth, his voice was soft, and those who didn't know thought he was coquettish: "Don't want it." ”

"You're finally willing to talk to me?" Shen smiled playfully.

Hanguang did not answer.

Shen asked again, "Are you better?" ”

Ignore it.

Shen took medicine and a glass of water again: "Take the medicine." ”