I don't think the plot is right!

According to the doctor, it will take at least a month for the plaster cast to be removed.

Fang Jiashu was lying by the window, playing with his fingers boredly. Just now Song Yuan told him that he didn't have to go to school this semester, and he could go back to class next year.

No matter how rough his nerves were, he knew that this must be Song Yuan's blessing.How can any school really tolerate a teacher who goes to class for three days and commutes for five days... Also, if you don't have a job now, you will lose your source of income, and next month's rent is also a problem...

Ah... the recent board and lodging, including the current medical expenses... seem to be borne by Song Yuan.

Both hands quietly embraced Song Yuan's arm. "Thank you." Fang Jiashu said with eyes almost dripping water.

"Speak well." Although Song Yuan enjoyed the feeling of his little tree sticking to him, he still wanted to understand what Fang Jiashu was talking about.

"Thank you for being with me." I can't say thank you for providing me with food and lodging, so what's the difference between me and Baxi... Eh?So it’s not bad to be a cat in the next life, you can eat and drink, and you can scratch the sofa and make flowerpots every day... Hehehe...

Song Yuan saw that he still had that stupid look immersed in his own world, and knew that he was definitely not telling the truth:

"What exactly do you want to say?" Song Yuan changed his serious tone this time.

Fang Jia immediately returned to reality, and said dejectedly, "Next month's rent...can't be paid, can you lend me some money first..."

Song Yuan originally wanted to say that it would be good to just move to his own house, but after thinking about it, Fang Jiashu lived in that house for many years, so he should have feelings for him.So I deliberately turned around and said to him gloomily, "My job is to lend usury, remember."

... Sensing that the atmosphere was not right, Fang Jiashu swallowed his saliva and moved back before nodding.

"My money has to be mortgaged, what can you pay for it?" Song Yuan moved closer.

Fang Jiashu still moved back, but his back was already leaning against the head of the bed, so he could only shake his head this time.

"Do you still remember what I said about people like you who don't pay money?" Song Yuan obviously didn't intend to let him go, he had put his hands on his sides, and deliberately leaned closer to ask.

"Remember..." Fang Jiashu slowly put his arms around his waist and whispered in his ear, "...repay."

Song Yuan's face suddenly became unnatural, and it was another typical case of being teased instead of being scary.

If you want to say that Xiaoshu knew so much before, it is getting more and more dishonest...

Seeing that Song Yuan was speechless, Fang Jiashu found it more interesting. He leaned on his shoulder deliberately, pretending to carelessly rub his hair against his neck, and spit warm breath into his collar from time to time.

In normal times, Fang Jiashu has already been pressed on the bed crying and begging for mercy, but now his legs are wrapped with thick bandages and plaster for fear of bumping into each other, so Song Yuan can only resist the desire to push him away. Go back to bed and sit down.

"Just kidding, I will definitely pay back the money." This time it was the truth, Fang Jiashu actually didn't like to owe anything to others.

Song Yuan's face became even stiffer, but he still added: "In short, you don't have to worry about the house."

Don't worry, Song Yuan has already negotiated with the landlord about buying a house after a week.

This kind of old-fashioned residential building can be bought at such a high price, and even specifically told not to evict the tenants. Although the landlord finds it strange, he is still happy to do this kind of business.

The days in the hospital are the most boring.

Fang Jiashu felt that it was inconvenient to move around, and it was too boring to lie in bed all day.

Song Yuan felt that Fang Jiashu was "inconvenient to move around", and it was too boring to lie in bed all day and not be able to do anything else.

However, Fang Jiashu always came over to act like a baby without knowing his life or death. Song Yuan didn't have much strength to deal with him, and now he is living like a year.

Don't hurt him no matter what, this is Song Yuan's bottom line.And Fang Jiashu was sure of this point, so he caught him and stuck to him.

Sometimes Song Yuan would really push him down in a fit of anger, but as soon as he touched his lower leg, he would hear him moaning about the pain.Although it was very possible that it was an act, Song Yuan still chose not to take any risks.

It's the tormenting night again, but I can't do anything with my soft body in my arms... Fang Jiashu deliberately raised his head and smiled complacently. Song Yuan was so angry, he really thought I couldn't control you, right?

I'm not used to him anymore, so I have to teach him a lesson this time.

Thinking of this, he kissed him gently, Fang Jiashu was not surprised, and responded habitually.Fang Jiashu paused until he felt that his hand had been inserted into the hospital gown, but he didn't repel the familiar touch and touch, instead he couldn't help but get closer to Song Yuan.

Seeing that the timing was almost up, Song Yuan unbuttoned his clothes calmly, and kissed him all the way down his neck. Fang Jiashu was already trembling when he tongued (deleted from netnet), Song Yuan pressed his injured leg specially to remind him : "Don't move around."

I don’t know why Fang Jiashu really obediently stopped moving and let Song Yuan (purify the network to delete vocabulary)

"Hmm—" Fang Jiashu bit his finger to force himself not to scream.

This is in the hospital, and with his character, he would never let Song Yuan do such a thing, but his body probably hasn't been in contact with him for too long, so he is eager to be touched... Fang Jiashu is because of his letting go this time?Flushed and blushed.

Song Yuan provoked him with familiar techniques, and he saw Fang Jiashu's impatient little expression. When he saw Fang Jiashu's hands began to clenched the bed sheet, Song Yuan stopped.

Ok?

Fang Jiashu's whole body was still flushed with desire, and his breathing became short of breath because he couldn't get vent.

Song Yuan ignored him (net net deleted), licked his lips and covered him with a quilt with a smile, saying: "It's getting late, go to bed."

...After speaking, I really only left the night light and lay back on the bed to prepare for sleep.

Even in the dim light, Fang Jiashu's flushed face could be seen, "...I was wrong." Then came the familiar soft begging for mercy.

Song Yuan suddenly had a bad taste, turned back to him and said, "Do it yourself."

Fang Jiashu didn't reply, Song Yuan continued to smile and said, "Why are you shy, just do what you usually do now."

Seeing that he was still unmoved, Song Yuan approached him and kissed him deeply, stroking his body maliciously.

Fang Jiashu's mind finally went blank, and he quickly solved it with his hands.

But there was still a strange sense of emptiness, as if a deeper desire was unfulfilled.Song Yuan didn't see that this time he was really wiping him clean and covering him with a quilt to make him sleep.

But Fang Jiashu couldn't help kissing him, it was the first time he saw him so proactive, and he had endured it for so many days, so Song Yuan was instantly ignited, turned over and held Fang Jiashu down and kissed his body.

Still hesitated at the last step.

"It's okay... come in..." But Fang Jiashu's whispered invitation was heard.

Then naturally it was an out-of-control collision. I didn't do it for many days, so this time it took longer.

In the end, although Fang Jiashu was paralyzed on the bed with weakness all over, he experienced the familiar pleasure again.