Surprise! Whose little green tea is 1.9 meters tall?

In the bathroom stall.

Chi Qinghe checked the wound in the mirror. His lip was bitten and still bleeding.

He licked it nonchalantly. The last bit of resistance he had towards Gong Huasui had disappeared during the dinner with Cheng Yuan.

Sui Sui is very clean and has always been his.

This realization made his morning miserable for a while.

Every night before going to bed, he wanted to call and hear Gong Huasui's voice.

But he was also afraid that the two of them would chat until dawn, which would shorten his already limited sleep time.

Gong Huasui has been very busy recently, shooting for variety shows, advertisements and magazines continuously. It is common for him to get up early in the morning and go to bed early in the morning. He does not want to burden Gong Huasui anymore.

The pressure has continued until now.

According to the original plan, they were not scheduled to meet until the day after tomorrow, but unexpectedly the filming ended early.

Chi Qinghe calculated that if the two of them didn't have any sudden schedules, he could stay with Gong Huasui for about a day.

This morning and tomorrow afternoon.

He must make up for his sleep in the morning. He still has a fever and needs to have a good rest.

Tomorrow afternoon, if he's feeling well, I'll take him out to play. I don't know where he likes to go...

Chi Qinghe was just thinking when there was a knock on the door and Gong Huasui's muffled voice sounded.

"Qinghe, can I come in?"

"Wait a moment."

Chi Qinghe rummaged through the drawers under the sink.

He just remembered that Lao Chi came to his office before and complained that his phone was too hot, so he stuffed him a few cooling patches.

If I remember correctly, it should be placed nearby.

The drawer is filled with small square boxes that are not easy to move, so I have to take them all out and pile them on the sink.

The antipyretic medicine was finally found in a small corner.

I turned on the tap and washed my hands quickly.

As soon as he opened the door, Gong Huasui lowered her head and pressed on him, acting sticky and coquettish.

"You're so slow, Qinghe. I can hardly stand."

Chi Qinghe tore off the film on the fever-reducing patch and, according to the current posture, first applied one to the back of Gong Huasui's neck.

"The medicine will be delivered soon. Let's put on the fever patch first."

He brushed aside the loose hair on Gong Huasui's forehead, put on the second fever-reducing patch, and asked casually, "Did you have insomnia again last night? Why did you drink so much?"

Gong Huasui lowered his eyes, his tone sounding very aggrieved, "Because... I'm not happy..."

unhappy?

"Who bullied you?" Chi Qinghe forgot everything that happened last night and instinctively wanted to vent his anger for him.

"A super bad guy, not only did he go home with someone else when he was drunk, but he also left me there. I couldn't get through to him on the phone, and he didn't reply to my messages..."

Chi Qinghe was stunned. Gong Huasui pursed his lips and carefully held his hand.

"Am I disturbing you?"

Chi Qinghe was unable to react.

What are you disturbing?

Gong Huasui half-closed his eyelids, hiding the dark emotions flashing through his eyes, and said innocently, "I didn't mean to do that either. That guy looks like a playboy. He dared to kiss you on our first meeting. He must have a lot of lovers outside."

"I'm different. I'm very devoted. I'm yours from head to toe. I have a good temper, and I have endless money to spend. I'm also willing to practice my skills. I can definitely satisfy you."

He shook Chi Qinghe's hand and begged, "Qinghe, dump him and just be with me, okay?"

Chi Qinghe intuitively felt that what happened last night was unusual, but given the current situation, he felt it was still necessary to explain his innocence.

"I haven't done it with him, I haven't done it with anyone else, even just now, I only did it with you."

Gong Huasui tilted his head, his deep brown eyes showed no emotion, he blinked his eyelashes once, twice, and did not change his movements for a long time, as if he was overloaded with thoughts.

“Is the credibility very low?”

Chi Qinghe smiled awkwardly.

"I seem to have done a lot of things that made you misunderstand. I'm sorry. Although I don't remember what happened last night, I must have done something wrong. You must have felt uncomfortable, so you drank so much. I'm sorry..."

Chi Qinghe never hesitates to say sorry. If he is wrong, he is wrong.

Besides, the person standing in front of him is his favorite person. It would be really embarrassing if he cared about his face and refused to apologize.

He hooked his fingers with Gong Huasui's and slowly rubbed the silver ring on her ring finger.

He did it for Sui Sui himself.

So lovely.

The ring looks good.

The hands look better.

It's all his.

"Forgive my slowness... and my lateness. Thank you for waiting for me here... I will treat you well, can I..."

The words became more and more familiar, and Chi Qinghe stopped talking immediately, almost memorizing the marriage proposal vows he had been working on for almost a week.

He changed the subject dryly, "Go lie down on the bed first. Make yourself comfortable."

Gong Huasui's brain finally recovered and he pulled him, his voice very low and deep, and the ending tone was trembling because he was too excited.

"Qinghe, am I dreaming? Or is this an illusion from drinking too much? You...you...are back?"

"Well, I'm back. I'm back to continue loving you."

Chi Qinghe coaxed him to lie down on the bed, but as soon as his butt touched the bed, he couldn't control his hands, put his arms around his waist, and pulled him onto the bed.

Chi Qinghe fell on him, and fearing that he would hurt him, he immediately got up and tried to lift Gong Huasui's shirt, regardless of Gong Huasui's grip.

"I think my elbow hit you. Where? Is it here? Does it hurt?"

Chi Qinghe was touching Gong Huasui all over and asking him nervously, not noticing that the latter's smiling eyes were filled with countless love.

He supported himself with his arms and stood up slightly, took Chi Qinghe's hand and pressed it on his abdominal muscles. His breathing slowed down a little bit, and the contours of his muscles suddenly became more beautiful.

He pressed Chi Qinghe's hand and moved it upwards little by little until it reached his left chest.

"Qinghe, I'm so scared."

Under his palm, his heart was beating faster and faster, as if it could penetrate his skin at any time. Chi Qinghe's face felt like it was burned and he avoided looking.

"Afraid...of what?"

"I'm afraid that once I wake up, all your kindness to me will be an illusion." Gong Huasui stared straight at Chi Qinghe, not hiding the aggression in his eyes. "I don't want to sleep."

Chi Qinghe didn't hear the hidden meaning of Gong Huasui's words and comforted him softly.

"I'll be with you. I promise that no matter when you wake up, you'll be able to see me."

Gong Huasui curled his lips and smiled, no longer worrying about sleeping. He lay down on the pillow obediently, looking seriously at the young man who was accompanying him on the side of the bed.

"Qinghe..."

"Ok?"

"Qinghe..."

"I'm here."

Gong Huasui was like a tape recorder, his lips opening and closing, all he was calling out was Chi Qinghe.

Chi Qinghe was not impatient. He was afraid that his voice would become hoarse, so he poured a glass of water and placed it on the bedside. He would give him a sip every once in a while to moisten his throat.

The cup was placed on the bedside table with a thud. Chi Qinghe heard his name again and was about to nod, but the next second, his movements froze.

"Qinghe, have I really... waited for you?"