Yu Yanzheng was overjoyed, turned around and approached Ni Yao.

The low-grade fever that had been groggy for an afternoon made him not want to leave Ni Yao's side for a moment.

The deep peach blossom eyes are as deep as a whirlpool.

"So Ah Yao, I'm more important than Ni Mocheng."

Ni Yao avoided the topic again.

Yu Yanzheng's eyes were anxious and sour, and he was a little out of control.

Ni Yao dodged him weakly.

"Ah Yao." Yu Yanzheng held her back with one hand and clasped the back of her head with the other, not leaning his head forbearingly.

Ni Yao's body stiffened.

"You're mine."

Yu Yan Zheng ring-tight-her, tossing-turning-reverse-side-obsessive entanglement.

Ni Yao leaned his back against the wall, raised his chin slightly, couldn't cater to him, liked him very much, worried about him, missed him, didn't know what was wrong with him, and responded to him unfamiliarly.

Yu Yanzheng was overjoyed, and fell even more with a low-grade fever......

For a long time, Yu Yanzheng hugged Ni Yao from the soft bar.

Both of them exhaled, inhaled, rose and fell, especially Yu Yanzheng.

Ni Yao leaned on his arms and asked in a low voice, "Yan Zheng, your body is so hot, are you having a fever?" ”

Yu Yanzheng kissed her head, her peach blossom eyes were thick and infatuated, and her voice was hoarse and said, "No." ”

A faint blood-fish-smell on his lips was touched by the tip of Yu Yanzheng's tongue.

Yu Yanzheng paused slightly, hurriedly supported Ni Yao's shoulders, and bent down: "Ah Yao's lips are broken." ”

Ni Yao raised his head and licked his lips: "Yan Zheng, it doesn't hurt." ”

Yu Yanzheng was distressed, his face was low and red, he turned his head and gently closed Ni Yao's lips, touched the tip of her nose with the tip of his nose, and blamed himself in his peach blossom eyes: "It's all my fault." ”

Ni Yao no longer avoided him, and asked softly: "Yan Zheng, are you sick?" ”

"Hmm." Yu Yanzheng admitted and said: "It's lovesickness." ”

Ni Yao was tired and crooked by him, and his face turned red, and he didn't know what to do with him.

Yu Yanzheng looked down at the necklace on her chest that had just thrown him out of control: "Ah Yao promised me that this necklace will only be worn for a week." ”

Ni Yao raised his head and explained: "Tang Xin asked me to wear it with her, and the necklace around her neck was also given by her brother." ”

Yu Yanzheng bent over and put his hands behind Ni Yao's back, turned his head and gasped, and said, "Ah Yao, don't wear it now." ”

Ni Yao's face touched his shoulder, frowning and worried about Yu Yanzheng, who had been hot all over his body, and whispered, "Hmm." "Coax him.

Yu Yanzheng took off her necklace and asked, "Ah Yao, promise me to stay away from Ni Mocheng." ”

This matter can't be relied on him, Ni Yao raised his hands and picked his shoulders: "Yan Zheng, my brother is my relative." ”

Yu Yanzheng took off the necklace, tilted his head and kissed Ni Yao's ear, his eyes were slightly red and said, "Ah Yao, I am your dearest person." ”

Ni Yao narrowed his eyes, tonight's Yan Zheng is so difficult to coax.

Yu Yanzheng lowered his body again.

Ni Yao leaned towards him.

Yu Yanzheng was on her neck, tilting her head for a long time.

Wait for him to stop.

Ni Yao blushed and said, "Yan Zheng, can you not target my brother." ”

Yu Yanzheng's heart was sour, panting slightly, he didn't want to agree, and he was afraid that he would force Ni Yao too tightly, so he could only compromise: "As long as Ah Yao doesn't make me jealous." ”

Ni Yao paused slightly, and narrowed his eyes, "Hmm." He stepped back and held Yu Yanzheng's injured hand with both hands and asked, "Yanzheng, have you gone to the hospital?" ”

Yu Yanzheng kissed her: "Doctor Tao showed me." ”

Ni Yao blushed and wanted to ask him how he was injured.

Yu Yanzheng blushed and avoided the topic: "Ah Yao, it's strawberry flavored, you eat strawberries." ”

Ni Yao hurriedly explained to Yu Yanzheng, who was difficult to coax today: "It's not my brother who fed me." ”

"He took it."

Ni Yao avoided him slightly, raising his head to prevent him from leaving the topic: "Yan Zheng, how did your hand hurt?" ”