Dingbei Hou's doctor brother

Lu Ziqing suppressed the trembling in his heart, "It's okay, I can hold on."

Xiao Yan had no choice but to take off his armor. As soon as he hid under the quilt, Lu Ziqing opened his eyes awkwardly.

"Why are you taking your armor off? Go and do your thing. I'll be there in a moment."

Xiao Yan did not answer, but put Lu Ziqing's hands into his clothes, touching his skin, then wrapped him in the quilt and hugged him tightly.

Although Lu Ziqing was numb to the cold, he was still shocked. His hands were as frozen as icicles, but Xiao Yan just let him stick to him. He never felt the warmth running through him, which really warmed his body.

"My Lord, please let go! My hands are too cold. How can I..."

"I'm glad you're not cold." Xiao Yan was so close to Lu Ziqing under the quilt, their breaths meeting his, and he whispered quietly, "If you're warm, I'll be warm too."

It was not just warm, it was warm to the heart. The whisper seemed to have a small hook that hooked Lu Ziqing. She did not avoid Xiao Yan's gaze, but looked at him in a daze.

Xiao Yan had other intentions towards him, but Lu Ziqing still found it incredible and wanted to ask why he was so nice to him?

This kind of kindness may be big or small, but where should we place the sincerity and dedication of our heart?

To him, this was the cleanest and most precious thing, which could not be measured by money. However, such a precious thing was too valuable, and he did not dare to accept it. He felt that he was not worthy of it, and was afraid to accept it. However, he also did not want it to be buried in the dust.

Every time Xiao Yan rejected him and showed a cold attitude, Lu Ziqing couldn't bear to see the slightest hint of gloom in his eyes. He would feel like a sinner.

The warmth on his hand was rising, which was warmed by the person in front of him. Lu Ziqing was stunned for too long, and Xiao Yan stared at him with his eyes looking at his nose and his nose looking at his mouth.

The pair of plump red lips, so delicate and tempting under the fair skin, were so close to him that Xiao Yan was a little dazed. He still remembered the feeling of kissing Lu Ziqing forcefully.

Lu Ziqing finally came back to his senses in those gentle eyes. He seemed to sense something and moved his lips, "No, no..."

Xiao Yan kissed him, blocking his last few words. As usual, Lu Ziqing felt like he was electrocuted. He stood there at a loss as to what to do, allowing Xiao Yan to gently probe between his lips and teeth.

His heart was pounding and his cheeks were burning. It was the heat that came from the narrow space of the bedding. He felt like he was about to melt.

Xiao Yan saw Lu Ziqing's eyelashes trembling slightly. This time he was as gentle as a good lover. His arms were warm and broad, his lips, teeth and nose were intoxicating, and he wrapped Lu Ziqing so tightly that she lost her mind for a few moments and wanted to sink into it without any burden.

Just as he closed his eyes and fell into despair, he suddenly heard footsteps coming from outside. His confused consciousness was instantly awakened and he turned away.

Xiao Yan stopped at Lu Ziqing's lips, extremely uneasy, breathing slightly. The footsteps outside seemed to be far away in the horizon. At this moment, he was only thinking about what Lu Ziqing's response was just now without any escape.

Are you no longer rejecting it? Are you accepting it?

Two soldiers in the warehouse were talking, "There are quilts in the corner over there, bring some over."

Lu Ziqing's eyes widened, and before anyone got close, he covered his head like a coward and squatted down subconsciously, causing Xiao Yan to squat down with him.

His fear of secretly touching was like a fire, burning Xiao Yan with the impulse brought about by the taboo. Xiao Yan felt that they were doing something against moral standards because of this attitude of not daring to speak out, but the more so, the more excited he became.

The soldiers' voices were already above, on the other side of the towering pile of bedding.

Lu Ziqing's heart was pounding, and he was so nervous that he didn't realize that it was Xiao Yan's hand that was tightly clenched. He just held his breath in the quilt and dared not make a sound.

Xiao Yan slightly moved the quilt to let in a little light. He saw the coward shrinking his head and covering his mouth, his ears and eyes fixed on the movements on the other side of the quilt.

He was so overwhelmed by desire that he subconsciously pulled the coward over, grabbed his chin and kissed him.

He felt that Lu Ziqing's response, which was not really a response, could keep him "alive" for a long time, so he couldn't wait even a moment.

"What's that noise?" the soldier muttered from behind the blanket.

Lu Ziqing was now in a dilemma, at the mercy of others. His mouth was being manipulated but he dared not say a word. However, Xiao Yan was a little wilder than before. The face of the person in front of him was flushed red, and he was intoxicated by the sight.

He was so bold that he began to touch Lu Ziqing's body. His palm moved from the bottom to the top through the clothes, closely touching the neck, and the other hand lingered on the waist and back.

He had seen this body before and even touched it in his dreams. It was as tight and smooth as porcelain jade, and even rubbing it through the clothes could make him feel very excited.

Two soldiers approached with several quilts, a corner of which swayed beside them.

Suddenly, footsteps were heard outside, and someone came into the warehouse and shouted to the two soldiers, "Hurry up and bring the bedding over! Someone is coming from the imperial physician's warehouse again, hurry up."

The two soldiers hurried away holding the quilt.

At this moment, Lu Ziqing finally dared to speak and push the person away. His breathing was rapid, his eyes were slightly drooping and he was almost in a trance. His lips were red from being kissed, it was simply deadly.

Xiao Yan was panting, and the tenderness in his eyes was still there. Lu Ziqing stared at him silently for a while, then suddenly raised his hand to hit him, but when his hand fell, he grabbed the quilt, and once again hid his shyness and embarrassment in the darkness.

Xiao Yan put on his armor and squatted down, stroking the head of the quilt lovingly, "You rest here, I'll go out first."

There was no response from the pile of quilts, but there was an unexpected nod. He smiled and walked out.

In the heavy snow, Yang Zhounan and the soldiers were working hard to shovel snow on the opposite street. He saw Xiao Yan coming over, with a hint of smile between his eyebrows. He stopped and looked at him.

"Where did you go just now?"

"Carry the man to the imperial physician's warehouse." Xiao Yan picked up the shovel and saw his inquiring expression. "Why are you looking at me like that?"

Yang Zhounan glanced behind him and said meaningfully, "Oh? I was wondering why your face was so red."

Xiao Yan was surprised and looked at him, "What do you mean?"

"It's warm over there, it's for washing." Yang Zhounan said.

"Ziqing is freezing to death, how can you get warm?" Xiao Yan started to shovel snow.

"Oh? I'm talking about the porridge stall next to it." Yang Zhounan smiled mysteriously, "Are you talking about Lu Ziqing?"

"You..." Xiao Yan glared at him and threw a handful of snow at him, "When did you learn to think about things? Get to work."

He walked away. Su Chengfeng saw Yang Zhounan laughing at the departing figure and went over to ask him, "Why are you laughing at him?"

Yang Zhounan said: "I ate some hot dumplings."

"Hot dumplings?" Su Chengfeng asked, "Where are they? I want some too. I'm freezing to death."

He looked at the porridge people were drinking not far away and said, "It's obviously just thin porridge, where are the glutinous rice balls?"

"Don't even think about it. It's private." Yang Zhounan smiled and leaned close to him and whispered, "If you really want to eat it, you can eat me."

Su Chengfeng's scalp suddenly felt numb in the wind and snow, and he shoveled a lump of snow and hit it on his face.

"You have a fever, let me calm you down."