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Chapter 22 Fireworks

Fang Siming rarely slept during the day without dreaming.When I woke up, it was still raining outside, and the wind blew through the treetops, making it colder than in the morning.Fang Siming opened the bamboo curtain and looked at the dark sky, but couldn't figure out how many hours he had slept.

Yuebai was still asleep, half of her face was buried in the quilt, and she was holding Fang Simingfeng's sleeves with her fingers, looking very cute.Fang Siming sat on the bed, his eyes fell on Yuebai's face.He seemed to be in a daze, and indeed he didn't think about anything.Just looking at the time like this is like a stream in the mountains quietly flowing away.

Before Yuebai fell asleep, he untied his hair, and he buried his head on the pillow and rubbed it twice, two strands of long hair rose up in dissatisfaction, and then drooped down to cover Yuebai's eyes.So Fang Siming fiddled with them, and stroked Yuebai's cheek with his fingertips.

Fang Siming was taken aback, and pressed the back of his hand on Yuebai's forehead.Sure enough, it was a little hot.It's not obvious, but compared with Yuebai's usual body temperature, it's a bit higher.

Yuebai herself didn't expect that Fang Siming, who was bleeding, running around and drenched in the rain for a while, was still tenaciously standing/standing, and he actually got a cold first.Fang Siming wrapped his arms around him and fed him porridge and concluded that he was tired.

Yes, just tired.However, I didn't sleep well for a few days, and when I suddenly fell asleep, all kinds of problems came.However, Yuebai still refused to accept it, and wanted to defend his body with a few words.The first thing he blamed was the weather. Who would have thought that it would be sunny and hot one day, but it would be rainy and windy the next day.

After Fang Siming fed the porridge and then the medicine, he really couldn't say anything superfluous except to respond to his words. No matter how much he said, he just let him lie down and sleep for a while.Yuebai tugged on his sleeve and didn't let go, he didn't speak but just looked at him, acting like a spoiled child.A pair of clear eyes closed the lazy mist, not to mention how pitiful and cute.The meaning was clear and plain, and Fang Siming was asked to accompany him.Fang Siming sized him up several times, but he couldn't find any shadow of the evil doctor back then.

Fang Siming's biggest principle is probably the person who puts it in his heart.The most typical example is naturally Zhu Wengui, and of course there has been no second case so far.It's just that there are so many people in this world of mortals, and Fang Siming is so affectionate and righteous that he really can't find anyone other than Yuebai.

In his more than twenty years, he has also met people who treat him sincerely, who are kind and affectionate to him.But none of them are Yuebai, and they don't look like this person who doesn't care if he wants to take out his heart and give it to him to spoil.Fang Siming's heart is sometimes as cold and hard as a stone, and sometimes soft and reluctant to refuse any request from others.

At this moment, he is probably the latter.So he coaxed Yuebai to let go, washed up a few times and then lay back with him.

Yuebai blinked in a daze, the scene in front of him was blurry and clear and blurry, it took him a long time to fully open his eyes, and saw Fang Siming who was sitting on the table fiddling with a pile of golden metal.

He didn't seem to plan to go out today, and his slender black hair was casually tied behind him with a hair tie.She was wearing a black robe with wide sleeves, the belt was loosely tied, revealing a small piece of chest, making her look a lot gentler.

Yuebai disease is not serious in the first place, if a minor illness takes medicine and sleeps, more than half of it will be cured.He lifted the quilt and got out of bed, Fang Siming reluctantly hugged him and let him sit on his lap.

Yuebai was already shorter than Fang Siming, and his toes couldn't even touch the ground when he sat on his lap.Fang Siming picked up the washed cloak sent by his subordinates from the side to wrap Yuebai, and the black cloak with gold trim covered him from head to toe.Only a little white and round toes were left looming in the black cloak.

"It's just a little bit of no clothes and no shoes and socks, who gave you the courage." Fang Siming grabbed a handful of moon white hair scattered on his shoulders, and said.

Yuebai consciously found a comfortable position and nestled in Fang Siming's arms, her warm face pressed against Fang Siming's smooth chest.His eyes swept across the bits and pieces of metal on the table, and he said, "You."

Fang Siming was immediately speechless.

Yuebai squinted her eyes, her whole body was limp like a cat that hadn't woken up.He raised his paw, brushed Fang Siming's hair on his forehead, pointed to the things on the table, and asked, "What is this?"

Fang Siming has long hands and long feet, and having an extra person in his arms does not affect the speed in his hands at all.He methodically installed those metal pieces on his right hand.Yuebai took a look and found that he was wearing a wrist guard and gloves on his right hand, and he put all the metal pieces on his hand in two or three strokes.

Yuebai looked at Fang Siming's long fingers for a moment, and subconsciously reached out to touch them.Fang Siming didn't even have time to dodge completely, and saw the sleepy doctor quickly withdraw the hand that cut his finger, his eyes widened and he stared blankly at Fang Siming's hand.

Fang Siming removed all the metal sheets in twos and twos.Yuebai didn't know which side of the sky he went to swim, and he didn't know how to press it with his fingers upright. Blood came out from the wound, and the blood beads were about to slide down.Fang Siming had no choice but to lower his head and take a sip for him.

This time Yuebai came back to his senses, quickly retracted his hands and remembered that this set of nails was made of Yaoyu, and it was not dangerous, so he sent it back to Fang Siming's lips.Fang Siming licked him again amusedly.

Yuebai said: "Yaoyu can cure all kinds of diseases by strengthening your body. There is no harm in taking two more bites."

Fang Siming helplessly spat out his bloodless finger, and said: "Fang thinks the little doctor needs more than Fang."

Yuebai moved her buttocks and refused to answer, said: "I seem to have a little impression of your mechanism. It seems to be consistent with the martial arts of the Anxiang school."

"When I was young, I went to many sects to learn from masters." Fang Siming explained, and then said, "The little doctor knows all kinds of martial arts?"

"You can see everything after following Chu Liuxiang for two days." Yuebai smiled, "You haven't applied poison yet. What effect do you want?"

"Naturally, it is very good to be extremely poisonous." Fang Siming said.

Yuebai nodded: "I have quite a few here, do you choose?"

"Okay. This saves Fang a lot of effort." Fang Siming picked up Yuebai and put him back on the bed.

As soon as Yuebai sat down firmly, there was a knock on the door outside, and Fang Siming pinched the timing just right.

Fang Siming went to open the door.Yuebai put on her shoes and socks and stood up.Fang Siming had hot water in one hand and hot porridge in the other, Yuebai hurriedly washed with hot water and sat down at the table.Fang Siming had already put away all the bits and pieces of metal, Yuebai was stirring the bland porridge, tasted it and looked at Fang Siming.

Fang Siming lowered his head to drink the porridge, half of the bowl went down and Yuebai still looked at him.Fang Siming knocked on the rim of Yuebai's bowl uncomfortably, and said: "I have wronged the little doctor, but please be patient for two days before the illness is cured."

Yuebai shook her head again and again, stuffed a mouthful of porridge into her mouth and said: "This is the best porridge I've ever had, seriously. I'll tell you that besides the smell of medicine and the smell of smoke, you also have a faint smell of fireworks." Taste."

Fang Siming coughed softly, and said: "The little doctor can still taste the taste with his tongue at this time, and Fang is also admirable."

Yuebai raised her eyebrows and said: "The eyes are not blind, it has nothing to do with the sense of taste."

He slowly drank a bowl of porridge into his stomach.Fang Siming went out with an empty bowl, and brought back Yuebai's medicine by the way.

Yuebai rubbed her stomach, feeling a little stretched, and walked around the room as a way to digest.Fang Siming didn't look bored seeing him wandering around the room, and had a deeper understanding of how boring and dull his temperament is usually.

He put down the medicine and waved for Yuebai to drink while it was hot.Yuebai was a little embarrassed, and muttered: "I can't drink anymore."

Saying this in his mouth, he obediently picked it up in his hand and drank it all.The bitter taste of the medicine pervaded the entire mouth, Yuebai took a breath, and Fang Siming stuffed a candy into his mouth.

The rain outside is getting heavier and heavier, Yuebai and Fang Siming are rarely idle together.After Yuebai changed Fang Siming's medicine, she had nothing to do and curled up in Fang Siming's arms.Fang Siming's weapon still had two flaws that hadn't been dealt with properly, so he ground it carefully on the table.

Yuebai stared at it for a while, then suddenly said: "The blade is so sharp, you won't be afraid of accidentally injuring someone when you put it on. Let's make another case, a thinner blunt one, so it won't be troublesome to take it off when you need it. "

Fang Siming pondered for a moment and nodded in agreement.So he repaired the flaws and took new materials to make the cover.Yuebai poked Fang Siming's firm chest, and asked him, "Is your leg numb?"

Fang Siming led him to his side with one hand, fearing that he would fall.While calculating the size of the condom in his mind, he replied: "The little doctor is a bit lighter."

"Is it hurting you?"

Fang Siming laughed lowly, his voice slightly lowered.He put down the tools in his hand and said, "No. But are you bored?"

Yuebai raised his face, he couldn't help pecking the corner of Fang Siming's curved lips, and said in his mouth: "Beauty is in my arms, how can I be bored."

Fang Siming simply raised his chin with his index finger and kissed him. After kissing for a while, he said: "The little doctor knows my appearance quite well, and she is indeed a rare beauty."

Yuebai pursed her fiery lips, and said, "I'm praising you for your good looks."

"The little doctor is the rare beauty in the world."

"You can't get past the word beauty, can you?"

"The little doctor was born well, worthy of the word "beauty"."

Yuebai's hand naturally wrapped around Fang Siming's neck. Hearing this, he moved his palm and inserted it into Fang Siming's skirt, and pressed it against his well-textured chest, saying: "You are more attractive than me."

Fang Siming's clothes were already loose, but as soon as Yuebai touched them, they immediately fell apart, revealing a large chest.

Fang Siming knew at a glance that this person was unwilling to admit defeat, and he had done it more than once, so there was really nothing to be ashamed of.He squeezed Yuebai's waist, grabbed Yuebai's hand gently, and asked him: "Want?"

What do you want.One with a back injury and one with a cold.Yuebai poked Fang Siming's shoulder without embarrassment: "No, you torment me."

Fang Siming let out a muffled laugh, holding it in his chest with great difficulty and not really laughing out loud.He thought of the fan that had not been seen until now, and took a bite close to Yuebai's earlobe, and said, "What does the little doctor like?"

Yuebai's face was numb and hot from Fang Siming's slightly shaking chest.He held it firmly and said, "Young Master Fang knows why and asked."

Fang Siming rubbed Yuebai's neck, kissed her lips, bringing up a string of wet hot spots.Yuebai didn't expect him to come suddenly, so her breathing became heavy, and she panted with her head raised and her lips parted.

"When is the little doctor going to give the needle?" Fang Siming bit Yuebai's protruding collarbone, left a ring of teeth marks, and licked it lightly.

Yuebai's feverish mind suddenly cooled down, and he tugged at Fang Siming's hair, which was particularly easy to pull today.As a result, the hair rope was accidentally pulled off.

Fang Siming raised his head and helped Yuebai cover up the opened clothes.

Yuebai grabbed Fang Siming's hair rope, took a few breaths to calm down, and said, "I can't stand Mr. Fang grinding his teeth like this. If you want to use needles, you can treat your injuries better."

Fang Siming nodded, with loose hair hanging on his shoulders, he raised his chin and said: "Little doctor, what should I do?"

Yuebai grabbed Fang Siming's smooth and soft long hair with her fingers, and said, "I'll tie it back for you."

So, the two of them tossed about the problem of bundling their hair for an entire afternoon.After the trouble, Fang Siming couldn't help but wonder if Yuebai really didn't have a good handiwork, or did he deliberately not do it properly.Facing his hair loss all afternoon, Fang Siming was more inclined to the latter.Don't be afraid of the little doctor if you have any opinion on your hair, he will not give up until he is bald.

Yuebai quietly hid the "reward" of an afternoon's hard work into the sachet, and secretly enjoyed herself for several days.

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