Can't beat the list

Luo Yao turned over, and a faint fragrance came from the tip of his nose, very faint and pleasant to smell.It's like the smell of the tea cup after the tea has been brewed.

He opened his eyes and saw the linen pajamas in front of him.

Song Tingyi covered his legs with a quilt and sat on the head of the bed, as if he had fallen asleep.

Luo Yao gently bowed his head to Song Tingyi's side, taking this opportunity to greedily sniff Song Tingyi's body.

When the thermometer was taken out of his mouth, Luo Yao drooled.

Song Tingyi ignored him, just turned around with the thermometer, raised his finger to the door: "vomited."

Luo Yao obediently stood up and went to the bathroom.

But just as he was sitting back on the bed with a cup of hot water, Song Tingyi put down the thermometer and came over unexpectedly.

Those warm brown pupils suddenly enlarged in front of him, even though Luo Yao, who has faced many beauties and filmed many intimate scenes, still couldn't stop his heart from missing a beat.

The beauty in front of her frowned: "Open your mouth."

So Luo Yao opened his mouth, watching Song Tingyi take out a small flashlight out of nowhere, and shone a light down his throat.

After a while, Luo Daxing successfully ended the "children's hospital-style" medical treatment, and obediently sat in front of the bed waiting for the doctor to diagnose and prescribe medicine.

"37 degrees 7." Song Tingyi wiped the mercury thermometer with an alcohol pad, rolled his eyelids to look at the giant kid on the bed, and asked with a half-smile, "Do you want to take medicine?"

"Do you have any medicine?" Luo Yao countered.

Song Tingyi didn't seem to expect him to answer like this, put the mercury thermometer back into the plastic box, closed the lid of the medicine box, and tilted his head slightly to look at him: "What do you think?"

The distance between the two is not far at the moment, it should be for the convenience of taking care of Luo Yao, Song Tingyi pulled a chair from the bedroom desk and sat by the bed, after a long time, Luo Yao seemed to smell the vague smell again. fragrance.With a light floral fragrance, but also some refreshing tea flavor.

"Have you used perfume?" The short silence was interrupted by this sudden sentence.

Song Tingyi was obviously stunned, raised his wrist to the tip of his nose and sniffed carefully, pondered for a moment: "Did you get smoked?"

"No." Luo Yao casually picked up the water glass on the bedside table and took a sip, a sly light suddenly appeared in his eyes, "It smells good. I like it."

The person in front of him was silent for a few seconds, then suddenly he let out an oh, picked up the medicine box on the bedside table, turned around and left the bedroom, leaving Luo Yao sitting on the bed alone with a dazed expression on his face.

What does he mean?Why did he pick up his things and leave?What is he doing?Will he come back?What am I going to do now?

Just when a series of questions appeared in the sick child's mind, the beautiful doctor brother suddenly pushed the door in.

He walked to the other side of the bedroom and picked up the home clothes from the single sofa in front of the window: "I'll take a shower, you go to sleep first."

Luo Yao was indeed sleepy, turned on the small bedside lamp and lay down obediently, closing his eyes.

But he couldn't sleep.

There are two reasons for insomnia: the sticky feeling caused by the sweat all over the body, and the sound of water splashing when Song Tingyi took a shower from the half-hidden door of the bedroom made him close his eyes I can't help but imagine how the beauty looks when she takes a bath.

So when Song Tingyi finished blowing his hair and pushed the door in with steam that hadn't dissipated, Luo Yao still looked at the ceiling with his eyes wide open.

"You haven't slept yet?"

Luo Yao was stunned for a moment, stood up and looked at Song Tingyi, pursed his lips: "I can't sleep without taking a bath."

Through a faint light, Luo Yao could clearly feel that the person in front of him stood in a daze for a moment, as if he was thinking about something.

After a while, Song Tingyi walked slowly to the bed, reached out his hand to touch his forehead again, and let out a soft breath: "You... go and wipe it off."

After taking a bath, the already light smell on his body became even weaker, but with the lifting of his arms, there was a wind with a very light, very light fragrance.

Song Tingyi leaned on the bed, wandering at the critical point of sleep, almost falling into sleep in the next second, but the words that came through the bedroom door suppressed most of Song Tingyi's drowsiness.

——"Brother Doctor." Luo Yao didn't press down his voice on purpose, making a coquettish appearance, but shouted out very naturally with his innate voice that could bewitch people's hearts.

A few seconds later, it seemed that because Song Tingyi couldn't get a response, the ancestor called him again in a drawn out voice: "Brother Doctor—"

This time the tone of the voice softened a bit, with a hint of coquettishness, but it was not offensive.Song Tingyi turned over and got out of bed, walked to the bathroom door and stood still through the frosted glass door: "What are you doing?"

"I can't wipe my back." Luo Yao opened the frosted glass door with a towel, and stood in front of him shirtless, "Can you wipe it for me?"

Once again, that well-trained figure was unreservedly displayed in front of Song Tingyi. The difference is that the distance between the two is closer this time, so close that Song Tingyi can smell Luo Yao's body. There is little taste.

It was different from the white tea perfume on him, it was a bit bitter but extremely refreshing.

He frowned, reached out and pushed Luo Yao's chest selfishly, took a step forward, and skillfully closed the door with his backhand: "Isn't it cold?"

The muscles feel good to the touch, the skin is delicate and smooth, and it feels elastic.

When Luo Yao handed him the towel and turned his back, he couldn't help rubbing the hand that pushed Luo Daxingxing quietly, then took the towel and patiently wiped the broad back in front of him .

I don't know if it was Luo Yao's intention or a coincidence, when Song Tingyi stopped his hands and raised his head, he met the playful eyes of the giant child who needed to be taken care of in the mirror.

The two stared at each other through the mirror for a moment.

Song Tingyi lowered his head and threw the towel into the washbasin filled with hot water, smiled at Luo Yao through the mirror, raised his hand and slapped him on the back: "It's finished, Ming, Xing, brother, younger brother."

"I didn't expect you to like this perfume so much." Luo Yao raised his head and saw that Song Tingyi woke up at some point, but he didn't move, just looked down at him like this, and said these words from his mouth coldly.

Luo Yao smiled, turned over lazily, propped himself up and sat up, turned his head and glanced casually at Song Tingyi: "Bulgari's white tea perfume."

The man didn't talk to him, but just bent his legs slightly to relieve the numbness caused by sleeping on the head of the bed.

"Gift from your girlfriend?" Luo Yao looked down at Song Tingyi stretched out his hand and squeezed his leg, and said the question in his heart in a joking tone.

Song Tingyi still didn't answer, trying to use his silence to make the difficult master in front of him a tacit acquiescence.

The blackout curtains were drawn tightly, and it should be about nine o'clock when they lay down on the bed after wiping Luo Yao's back, but Song Tingyi didn't know how long they had slept, and he couldn't tell the time at this moment, and was about to turn his head to touch The mobile phone was held down by Luo Yao.

The man moved and circled him by pressing his wrist, and that pretty face approached without warning.

He could even feel the hot air exhaled from Luo Yao's tall nose, Song Tingyi tilted his head slightly, trying to avoid the scorching breath spraying on his face, but he didn't expect such a posture to be convenient for Luo Yao. Yao attacked his neck.

When the hot breath breathed on his carotid artery through a thin layer of skin, Song Tingyi almost couldn't help frowning.

"Luo Yao." He lowered his voice and called him as if warning.

The man seemed to have heard nothing, and moved forward again.

Just when Song Tingyi couldn't help but wanted to push him away, Luo Yao suddenly raised his hand, curled up his fingers, and gently scraped the side of his index finger across the bridge of his nose.

"How long is it? It's so beautiful."

Song Tingyi froze on the spot for a while, lowered his head slightly, raised his other hand uncontrollably, and scratched the bridge of his nose unnaturally.

Perhaps because of his mixed race, the bridge of his nose is high and straight, and the middle of his nasal bone is slightly raised, forming a smooth hump.

"Doctor Song."

Song Tingyi hummed subconsciously, then suddenly raised his eyes with some regret, and looked at Luo Yao's eyes shining with stars in the darkness with some coldness.

When he saw those eyes narrowed slightly, it seemed that Luo Yao smiled shallowly: "Do you have a girlfriend?"

"Let go of me." He didn't choose to answer the question, but moved his wrist impatiently, "You've crushed me."

Luo Yao slightly loosened the pressure on his wrist, but did not let go of Song Tingyi: "Can I be your girlfriend?"

"Not good." Song Tingyi twisted his wrist again.

"Why?" Luo Yao was like a big dog who has been wronged, Song Tingyi saw the light in his eyes flicker, and he felt a little lost and helpless.

In the next second, those watery eyes widened suddenly, and the face in the pupils enlarged.

Song Tingyi's nose almost collided with Luo Yao's.He smiled, lowered his eyes and turned his head slightly, Luo Yao almost felt that their lips were about to touch.

The beauty in front of her half closed her eyes, her long and curly eyelashes trembling slightly: "Because, you are a man."

Someone pushed his chest lightly, Song Tingyi lifted the quilt and got away, stood by the bed and reached out to touch the forehead of the big dog who was stunned in place: "The fever is gone, brother."

He purposely pronounced those two words very emphatically, as if to remind Luo Yao that even if Song Tingyi didn't like women, he wasn't interested in his younger brother either.

Song Tingyi stood in front of the window and slowly opened the curtains without looking back: "It's afternoon, do you want something to eat?"

Did not get the result he wanted, Luo Yao rubbed his hair a little irritably, sat up straight: "Go downstairs for a cup of coffee?"

Song Tingyi turned the small coffee cup in front of him, and looked up to meet Luo Yao's resentful eyes while holding the fruit tea.

Due to his lactose intolerance caused by drinking milk the day before yesterday, Song Tingyi did not allow him to order coffee, but took a slight step back and asked him to order a glass of iced juice.

Luo Yao swallowed the juice in his mouth angrily, watched the person opposite take a sip of espresso (espresso), and elegantly forked a small piece of cake to his mouth.

He rolled 1 eyes from the bottom of his heart: "I want to eat cake too!"

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In fact, Bulgari's white tea perfume is a neutral scent, but for Chinese people, most of the people who choose this perfume are women, so Luo Yao guessed that it was a perfume given by a female friend.

But no, our doctor Song just likes white tea.

In the end, because after the last chapter update, I felt that Luo Yao was 0, so I was beaten up by the crying sister Yao.

Now I tell you with a bruised nose and a swollen face: Sister Yao, it is 1!