He is a fan of thousands of men who sell fairy vegetables [Rebirth]

Time passed by every minute, and the night outside the car window was getting darker and darker. White street lights were lit up in the alley, and Fu Xiaotian had been sleeping with his head on Song Yuanxiao's shoulder for nearly half an hour.

The young driver looked back at Fu Xiaotian who was sleeping soundly from time to time. He was a little unbelievable. Ever since he became a driver in the Song family, he had never seen the cold and arrogant young master treat anyone so well. A sound woke the man up.

Song Yuanxiao knew that Fu Xiaotian was in a deep sleep, so he didn't intend to wake him up, but stretched out both hands to grab Fu Xiaotian's hand, slowly and extremely carefully put his body on his back, and lifted him from the Back out of the compartment.

"Master, you are..." the driver said quickly.

"I'll carry him in, you wait here." Song Yuanxiao said in a clear tone.

The young driver looked at the scene of Song Yuanxiao walking in the alley with Fu Xiaotian on his back, and suddenly sighed, "How good is the relationship between these two people, that the young master can do this?! Well, the young master must be very good. Value him."

Song Yuanxiao carried Fu Xiaotian on his back, walked from one end of the alley to the other, and walked about 300 meters before arriving at the small bungalow painted with white paint. room to go.

Gently put him on the wooden bed, and when covering Fu Xiaotian with the quilt, he touched his hand inadvertently, and found the back of his hand was extremely cold, and quickly reached out to Fu Xiaotian's forehead to take his body temperature.

"Why is it so hot?" Song Yuanxiao frowned, then reached out to pat Fu Xiaotian's cheek, and said, "Chentian, Chentian, wake up."

Hearing the sound, Fu Xiaotian woke up in a daze, opened his bloodshot eyes, looked at Song Yuanxiao, and muttered, "Yuan Xiao, my head hurts so much." As he spoke, he reached out and patted Song Yuanxiao. Pain in the head.

"Stop taking pictures. You must have caught a cold. Wait a minute. I'll find medicine for you. You'll be much better after taking the medicine." After Song Yuanxiao finished speaking, he turned and walked to the living room. Fortunately, two days ago I prepared emergency medicine for Fu Xiaotian, and it just happened to come in handy now.

He quickly found a row of acetaminophen (cold medicine), poured another glass of warm water, then walked to Fu Xiaotian's side and helped him get up to drink.

Fu Xiaotian threw two small tablets of acetaminophen into his mouth, took a big gulp of warm water to deliver the medicine, then looked at Song Yuanxiao, smiled and said, "Yuan Xiao, don't worry, I'm fine, young master, I'm in good health !"

"It's fine, just get a good night's sleep." After Song Yuanxiao finished speaking, he tucked in the quilt for Fu Xiaotian.

After Fu Xiaotian coughed a few times, he didn't know if it was because he was too tired, but he soon fell asleep again.

Song Yuanxiao sat beside the wooden bed, guarding Fu Xiaotian for a while, saw that he was still in a deep sleep, then stood up, and when he was about to go out, the confused Fu Xiaotian suddenly reached out to grab his hand, Opened his mouth slightly and said:

"Yuan Xiao, I'm a little heaven... Take me home..." Her voice was weak, but very clear.

When Song Yuanxiao heard the word Xiaotian, he paused suddenly, then turned his head and took a deep look at Gu Chentian. He always felt that Gu Chentian was very familiar, and they seemed to have known each other a long time ago. like.

He walked closer, wiped off the sweat from Fu Xiaotian's cheeks, and reached out to check the temperature on his forehead, it was still very hot.

"Chentian, wake up, the cold medicine seems useless, I'll take you to the hospital, wake up." Song Yuanxiao was really worried.

Fu Xiaotian waved his hands and said in a daze, "...I don't want to go to the hospital."

"Of course you have to see a doctor if you are sick." Song Yuanxiao said, stretching out his hand to pull him up, Fu Xiaotian stretched out his hand again and pushed Song Yuanxiao's hand away, saying: "Yuan Xiao, I don't want to go to the hospital, let me sleep Just a good night's sleep."

Song Yuanxiao also had nothing to do with him, he thought for a while, then strode to the living room, brought a large bottle of medicinal alcohol, and put the medicinal alcohol on the table beside the bed.

"Chentian—"

"Chentian - Chentian -"

He called Gu Chentian twice again, but he was too lazy to speak.

There was really no other way, so Song Yuanxiao had no choice but to stretch out his white and beautiful hands to take off the school uniform on Fu Xiaotian's body. He quickly took off the school uniform and the close-fitting white vest, showing Fu Xiaotian's well-proportioned and sexy body Muscle curves.

Immediately afterwards, he stretched out his hand again, this time with a larger movement, revealing the red braided bracelet on his wrist, which seemed to be embroidered with the swastika of Buddhist scriptures.

Very quickly, Song Yuanxiao took off Fu Xiaotian's pants again, revealing blue boxer shorts.

Fu Xiaotian was lying relaxed on the wooden bed, and now he was completely naked, only a pair of light blue boxer shorts with Crayon Shin-chan pattern printed on his crotch, two straight white thighs, tight and well-proportioned muscle lines... The whole body exudes male-specific hormones.

Very tempting.

Song Yuanxiao adjusted his breathing, then bent slightly, reached into the water plate and picked up a towel soaked in alcohol, wrung it out a little, and took the towel to wipe Fu Xiaotian's body to cool down.

From the forehead, cheeks, along the white neck to the chest and abdominal muscles, then to the thighs and calf abdomen, gently and slowly rubbed every skin on Fu Xiaotian's body.

After wiping it twice in a row, Song Yuanxiao sat down beside the wooden bed to rest.

At this moment, Fu Xiaotian opened his mouth slightly and said, "It's cold, it's so cold..."

He hurriedly stood up again, went to the closet and rummaged through it, only to find that there was only one thin sheet in Gu Chentian's house.

He lowered his black eyes and looked at Gu Chentian who was sleeping on the wooden bed, and the memories from the past suddenly appeared in his mind, and they played before his eyes like a movie.

He was 15 years old that year, and Fu Xiaotian was also 15 years old.

On Song Yuanxiao's birthday, his parents were busy with other things, so they didn't come back to celebrate his birthday with him. That night, he caught a cold and slept on the spring bed by himself early.

Fu Xiaotian suddenly opened the door and walked in, came to Song Yuanxiao's side, put a red woolen hat on Song Yuanxiao's head, said with a smile: "Hey, Yuan Xiao, you are not allowed to laugh at me, you know I don’t have much money, young master, so I can only spend some time knitting a hat for you. Happy birthday to you! Not to mention, you look so handsome in it!”

After Fu Xiaotian delivered the hat, he turned around and left.

Song Yuanxiao reached out to take off the red hat, he liked it so much, folded it neatly, and put it in the most precious storage box for storage.

No one knew how warm he felt in his heart that night, as if there was a hot current reverberating in his heart, so happy.

Thinking about it, Song Yuanxiao smiled, and then fell silent again.

He came to the wooden bed, took off his white sneakers, sat on the wooden bed, then lay sideways beside Fu Xiaotian, stretched out his slender white hands to hug Gu Chentian's thin body.

"I know you are not him,... but I always feel that you are him." Song Yuanxiao said.

Fu Xiaotian, who was sleeping on one side, felt the warm body temperature beside him. Out of a natural reaction, he also reached out and hugged Song Yuanxiao's chest, muttering, "Yuanxiao, it's so warm." As he said, He also rubbed against Song Yuanxiao's arms twice, like a milky white cat rubbing his chest.

The two hugged each other, feeling each other's warm body temperature, Fu Xiaotian's hand reached into Song Yuanxiao's vest, and stroked back and forth on the bumpy and tight abdominal muscles, making it even warmer.

Fu Xiaotian yelled several times in his sleep at night, Song Yuanxiao listened carefully, but couldn't hear clearly, only heard him purse his bright red lips, and kept chanting:

"Candied haws...candied haws..."

Song Yuanxiao reached out and touched Fu Xiaotian's head, and said with a faint smile: "It seems that the cold is almost gone, and I know I'm hungry."

The next day, Song Yuanxiao was the first to wake up, picked up the toothbrush and utensils he bought two days ago, and after a simple wash, he walked outside the alley to buy breakfast, and bought two big bowls of hot preserved egg and lean meat porridge, and bought two baskets of freshly baked meat buns.

On the way back, I saw an old man selling candied haws on a street corner, walked over and bought two bunches.

"One string should not be enough for him to satisfy his hunger." Song Yuanxiao said.

Fu Xiaotian: [Greedy Cat.jpg]

After buying candied haws, I went back to the alley, and from a distance, I saw Fu Xiaotian poking his hands, waiting outside the small bungalow, and quickly ran over at a faster pace.

Hearing the sound of footsteps, Fu Xiaotian raised his head and saw that Song Yuanxiao came back with a hot breakfast in his hand. He raised the corners of his thin lips and trotted all the way to Song Yuanxiao, smiling He closed his eyes and said, "Yuan Xiao, so you really didn't go back last night? I thought I was dreaming."

"Your cold hasn't completely healed yet. It's so cold early in the morning. Go back quickly."

"It's okay, I'm fine." Fu Xiaotian stretched out his hands and patted his chest and said.

The two walked into the house, and after breakfast, they went to school together.

Before walking out of the door, Song Yuanxiao suddenly came to Fu Xiaotian, grabbed his hand, and said that he would carry him to school.

Fu Xiaotian said: "Yuan Xiao, my legs are almost healed, I can walk by myself."

Song Yuanxiao said: "It's not finished yet, come up."

Fu Xiaotian let out an "oh", and lay on Song Yuanxiao's lean back.It was obvious that he was able to walk on his own, but Song Yuanxiao still insisted on carrying him to school.

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