Come here

Zhiyuan kissed forcefully and arrogantly, Anmin recovered his strength, and patted the hand behind him lightly, regaining the initiative to kiss.

Zhiyuan took away the hand that covered his blazing eyes, and inserted his fingertips into Anmin's hair, breathing entangledly, and his thighs were tightly pressed against Anmin.The temperature of Anmin's hands was transmitted to his waist through the wet clothes. He felt the warm current and the heat from his lips running through his body and then converging somewhere, as if he was under the white and bright holy light.

"Ah..." Zhiyuan suddenly turned his face away, "Ah Choo!" At such an emotional moment, he sneezed loudly, then turned his face and buried An Min's shoulder, blushing secretly.

Anmin suppressed his laughter, patted his back with one hand, stroked the back of his head with the other: "You have a cold, go take a hot bath."

"I don't!" Zhiyuan didn't look up.

Anmin patted his back with more strength: "Be obedient! I'm not in a hurry..."

Zhiyuan raised his head suddenly, his eyes flickering: "Then I'll wash it here."

"Okay, take a shower here, and sleep here after washing, okay? Hurry up!" An Min pushed him into the bathroom.

After finding a soft cotton vest and shorts and hanging them on the bathroom door, Anmin changed his wet clothes and boiled water to make two cups of ginger tea.

After Zhiyuan took a shower, Anmin who was waiting at the door wrapped him up with an oversized beach towel, and took a stool for him to sit in front of the mirror and blow dry his hair.

Zhiyuan kept leaning on him.Anmin straightened him up distressedly: "Too tired, aren't you? Go to bed after drying your hair, and hold on for another minute."

After his hair was dried, Zhiyuan leaned against An Min: "I don't have any strength, just sleep like this."

"I'm really exhausted, go to bed soon." An Min stroked his face, "Why is it so hot? You have a fever!"

The real-time body temperature of Zhiyuan placed on the big bed in the master bedroom was 38.1 degrees.An Min wished that he was the one who had a fever, and panicked for a while, not knowing how to take care of a child with a fever.

Thus, An Qi, who was sleeping thousands of miles away, received a call from his younger brother.

"...Hello? You better have something serious to say, or I..."

"It's raining heavily in City B," An Min said.

An Qi didn't even open his eyes: "So, the car got flooded?"

Anmin cut to the chase: "No, Zhiyuan got a fever from the rain, what should I do?"

"Oh, did you get caught in the rain? Drink a cup of ginger tea to drive out the cold first, and then take care of the patients. Do you want to find a pen? Start with physical cooling..."

An Min dug out the winter quilt and covered Zhi Yuan tightly, helped him up when he was in a daze, fed half a cup of ginger tea, and put a soaked cold towel on his forehead.Ask him how he feels?Zhiyuan's voice was weak: "Well, it's cool."

Wipe the extremities with alcohol to physically cool down.No alcohol in the house?Then use high alcohol instead.Anmin opened a bottle of Moutai without hesitation...

If the temperature exceeds 38.5 degrees, take an antipyretic, and measure Zhiyuan's temperature every half an hour, and it has been hovering around 38 degrees.In the middle of the night, after feeding a few cups of hot water and wiping half a bottle of Moutai, my body temperature finally dropped to 37.5 degrees.An Min just went to take a hasty shower, and quickly fell asleep next to Zhiyuan.

Zhiyuan was suffocated, not knowing how much water Anmin fed him, and his bladder felt pressured.Opening his eyes and seeing Anmin's sleeping face, the desire to release water is not so strong.Turning over and lying next to An Min, looking from his forehead, eyelashes, and nose all the way to the corner of his slightly raised mouth, leaning over to kiss, but remembering that he has a cold.

Hesitant breath hit An Min's face, and he slowly opened his eyes—a close-up of Zhiyuan's face, so handsome.

Zhiyuan didn't expect him to wake up at this moment: "I..."

Anmin put his hand on his forehead and felt it for a few seconds: "It's much better than last night, but it's still a little burning, are you hungry?"

Zhiyuan held his hand, pulled it to his lips and kissed it with a "pop": "Well, I'm hungry. I can't do it, I'll go pee first..."

An Min got up with squinted eyes, first went to the kitchen to cook a pot of porridge, and then opened the French windows a little.The rain outside is much less, and the air is obviously cooler. Autumn has really come.

He went back to the bedroom and put on a pair of home trousers, turned Zhiyuan who was lying on the quilt in large characters, and took his temperature again - 37.4 degrees. "Drink porridge in a while and sweat, and you will be fine."

Zhiyuan pulled the quilt up to his neck and made an objection: "No, I'm still a patient, you can't leave me alone."

Anmin pinched the "patient"'s face and said, "Who said we're going to abandon you? Returning to the patient means that your resistance has dropped during the long-distance flight, and you'll catch the cold after being exposed to the rain. It's fine when the fever subsides."

Zhiyuan kicked his legs under the quilt: "Then you can't go out today!"

"Okay, I didn't intend to go out at all," An Min smiled, and suddenly remembered something, "Oh, no, I have to go to your house across the door, doesn't that count?"

Zhiyuan looked at him vigilantly: "What are you doing at my house?"

"Look how scared you are! Yesterday I went to ventilate you and bought a bunch of flowers. It's time to change the water every day and night."

"What flower?"

"When you are better, go back and see yourself!"

Staring at Zhiyuan and drinking a large bowl of porridge, fine sweat dripped from his forehead, Anmin realized that his stomach was empty and hungry, but he didn't want to drink porridge.

Zhiyuan is also protesting: "I'm not full, I don't want to drink porridge!"

An Min tucked the quilt up for him, and comforted him, "Okay, I'll go change the water first, and I'll give you something delicious when I get back."

Zhiyuan covered his face with his hands, and looked at him through his fingers: "You, you, why do you have a yellow accent..."

"Oh," An Min flexed his middle finger and flicked his head, with a look of disgust, "What are you thinking all over your head? Why didn't I find out before, are you hiding too deeply or my filter is too thick?"

"It hurts! I don't!" Zhiyuan rubbed his head exaggeratedly.

An Min smiled and picked up the two bunches of keys, walked out of the house with his shoes on, and entered the opposite door.

The sunflowers were blooming vigorously, and he suddenly felt that the flowers may follow the owner, and they are all little suns.An Min took the vase to the kitchen to change the water, and hummed a song:

"I'll beriding shotgun

Underneath the hot sun

Feeling like I'm someone"

"Ding ding dong dong", with the out-of-key singing and the sound of water flowing, the doorbell rang.Anmin turned on the faucet, put the vase back on the dining table, and then slowly opened the door: "Didn't you just go back after 5 minutes, why are you still chasing... Mr. Lin!"

Lin Li outside the door looked worse than him, and asked, "Why are you here?!"

Anmin told himself to stay calm, and replied, "I'll change the water for Zhiyuan's flowers."

"I need help changing the water?! Where's Zhiyuan? Zhiyuan!" The veins on Lin Li's forehead were twitching.

"Boss Lin, Zhiyuan is sick!" An Min managed to suppress his roar.

"Ill? What's the matter?" Lin Li was about to walk into the house while speaking, "Let me take a look."

"Well, he's not at home," An Min stood still at the door, pointing to the opposite side, "he's at my house. I'll take you to see him now. He has a fever. He got caught in the rain last night and his fever was almost 39 degrees! I'll take care of that." Take it." He dragged the big suitcase next to Lin Li to 1602.

Lin Li tightly pursed his lips and followed him, looking down at the shoes on his feet - white VANS, he felt angry again.

Zhiyuan was lying on the bed playing with his mobile phone, and when he heard the doorbell, he yelled: "Why did you come back! The promised 5 minutes?! Come here quickly! Bring over the delicious food!"

An Min couldn't keep his face from getting hot, and replied loudly: "Zhiyuan! Mr. Lin is here!" Then he pointed to the direction of the master bedroom and made a "please" gesture.

Lin Li didn't even look at him, and strode over with a "hum" from his nose.Seeing that his son looked fine, he felt a little relieved and asked, "What's going on?"

Zhiyuan took the time to look at him from the phone screen: "It's nothing, I have a fever, and it's much better."

"Why don't you live in your own home?" Finally, it came to Lin Li's questioning session.

"Well," Zhiyuan put down his phone, "I was too tired last night, so I just slept here."

Lin Li: "..."

Anmin's knock on the door just broke the awkward atmosphere, Zhiyuan laughed at him: "What are you doing? Why are you knocking on your own door?"

The corners of Anmin's eyes twitched, and he came in with a salad bowl and a fork, and brought them to Zhiyuan: "Eat it, you'll be fine if you catch a cold."

What is so amazing?Lin Li stretched his neck curiously to find out.

Holding the big bowl, Zhiyuan said, "Canned yellow peaches? I ate them when I was a child. Is this good for a cold?"

An Min nodded, and fed him a large piece of peach meat: "Zhi, this is my sister's secret recipe. This is how she cured my cold."

Zhiyuan supported An Min's hand and ate the piece of peach. Because it was too big, he took a long time to let him go.After eating, he was full of praise: "It's so delicious! Sister Anqi said it works, so it must be useful. I feel much better after eating a piece!"

Lin Li's eyes and mind suffered double attacks, and the corners of his mouth twitched, speechless.

Anmin caught a glimpse of his uneasy expression, put the fork into Zhiyuan's hand, gave him a wink, let him eat by himself, and then slipped away.

Zhiyuan reluctantly ate by himself, and groaned, "I'm still a patient."

Lin Li took two steps forward, and asked his son, "Are you Zhiyuan? Are you sick or out of your mind? Who are you showing it to?"

Zhiyuan swallowed the peach, looked at Lin Li, and said sincerely, "Mr. Lin, it's me. But this is not 'making', this is acting like a baby."

"Acting like a baby? Have you ever acted like a spoiled child since you were a child?"

"Of course not in front of you. It's only natural to act like a baby in front of your boyfriend."

Lin Li: "..."

When Lin Li's language barrier broke out, An Min stood at the door again. He heard what Zhiyuan said, and he could fully understand the feelings of an old father at this time.

"Boss Lin, you should try it too." An Min held a can of yellow peaches in both hands.

Lin Li looked at him coldly, and said word by word: "Why did he have a fever?" The word "why" was specially emphasized.

An Min was startled, God, what is going on in the mind of a straight man?Hastily explaining: "Boss Lin, he really caught a cold because of the hard journey and the rain when he landed. Besides, I really can't be such a beast!"

Lin Li asked again: "What is the smell of alcohol in this room?"

Anmin's eyes drifted to the white porcelain bottle beside the bed, and he replied truthfully: "He has a fever, so I wipe his hands and feet with white wine to cool down physically."

"Use Moutai to cool down physically?!" Lin Li's values ​​collapsed.

An Min cleared his throat and met his hawk-like eyes: "Boss Lin, maybe this occasion is not right, but I still want to say - I really like Zhiyuan. Please rest assured, I will take good care of him."

Lin Li: ...Could it be a mistake to send him on a business trip?I already regretted it in my heart, and I must not lose on the face, so I snorted softly: "Why are you?"

"Because I like him too! As much as he likes me, I like him ten times and a hundred times!" Zhiyuan knocked the empty bowl on the bedside table, and his words hit the hearts of the other two men loudly.

An Min resisted the urge to rub him, and whispered, "Are you stupid?"

Lin Li muttered "It's hopeless", took the bowl from An Min's hand, walked out of the bedroom, sat down at the dining table and started eating.The canned yellow peaches in my memory are quite delicious.