When Bai Yueguang was disheartened

Yin Zhen's eyes were wet, he was still confused, his voice was still hoarse, his whole figure was like a frosted eggplant, his head was shrugged sickly, and he was not energetic.

From the angle where Zhou Yuan was standing, he could just see the hickey on his neck.

When I went out to buy things, the old doctor who saw the doctor stopped me, "In addition to troubles with men beforehand, they should be cleaned up in time afterward, otherwise it is easy to have a fever like today."

The old doctor was embarrassed to say these words in front of Yin Zhen just now, and only prescribed some topical medicine when Zhou Yuan came out alone.

And told Zhou Yuan not to be too violent, otherwise the tear would be more likely to cause infection and illness.

The so-called disease should not be avoided, but Zhou Yuan still felt a little guilty when he heard the old doctor's words.

Last night, he was busy venting his dissatisfaction, and he really tormented Yin Zhen, but after all, it was the first time for him and Yin Zhen. Speaking of experience, except for the small video that he hid under the quilt in the middle of the night, Nothing else.

Yin Zhen's illness was largely responsible for himself, Zhou Yuan couldn't express how he felt at this moment.

"A Yuan, I dare not, I'm just too sleepy"

Yin Zhen apologized to him pitifully, "Don't be angry."

The young master who is loved by thousands of people is treated in such a small clinic after being ill. As the self who brought him pain all over, Yin Zhen did not show any dissatisfaction, and just followed him here obediently in a daze.

Zhou Yuan's throat seemed to be pierced by a thorn, and it was difficult to breathe.

The little nurse apologized and gave the needle again. Yin Zhen pulled his ears and frowned.

That tearful look was really pitiful, Zhou Yuan eased his expression, sat on the empty seat beside him, and said softly: "I'm not angry, eat something and sleep a bit, this time I'll watch over you."

Zhou Yuan fed him something, and Yin Zhen really fell asleep leaning on his body.

It was dark after the infusion, and the two of them didn't return home last night, so they had to go back today anyway.

On the way back, Zhou Yuan was riding a bicycle, and Yin Zhen was wearing the school uniforms of the two of them. He was clearly ill, but he kept smiling.

The evening glow dyed half of the sky red, and amidst the heavy traffic, Yin Zhen hugged Zhou Yuan's waist in the back row of the bicycle, and rubbed his cheek against his back.

Zhou Yuan thought he was suffering, "What's wrong? Is it cold?"

Yin Zhen shook his head with a smile, and said seriously: "A Yuan, I'm so happy."

I am happy that we are in love, it is not a dream, we are really together.

After returning home, the grandpa housekeeper hurriedly surrounded him, "Young master, you didn't come back last night, you really worried me."

"I'm fine, I'm not hungry, I won't eat dinner, I was too tired from playing yesterday, so I'll go upstairs to bed first." After saying this, Yin Zhen hurried upstairs.

He hasn't recovered yet, how can he stay in front of them for a long time, if someone sees something, wouldn't he

"A Yuan? This is the young master?" The housekeeper turned his head and asked, "Why is your voice still hoarse?"

Zhou Yuan lied without changing his face, "I had a lot of fun last night. I already bought medicine for him. The doctor said it's fine, just drink more water."

The butler just nodded, and Zhou Yuan pretended to pour water for him, but from the corner of his eye, he kept peeking at Yin Zhen's awkward posture going upstairs.

After Yin Zhen went upstairs, he fell on the bed. The tearing pain in his lower body made him angry. Zhou Yuan was too rough.

As soon as he went upstairs, Zhou Yuan came up after a while, and locked the door as soon as he entered the house in a thief-like manner.

"What are you doing?" Yin Zhen asked him in a low voice.

Holding a cup of warm water, Zhou Yuan forced him to take the medicine. Yin Zhen felt aggrieved looking at the colorful pills in his palm.

The young master lost his temper immediately, pretended to be a turtle on the bed, pulled the quilt over his head and muttered, "I don't want to eat."

He is used to this all the time, and every time he gets sick, his family will enter a first-level combat state as if facing World War III.

If it was changed to before, Zhou Yuan would naturally coax him nicely.

But now that he knows that Yin Jianfeng is the culprit of his family's ruin, how could Zhou Yuan still treat him the same as before.

Zhou Yuan said coldly: "Take medicine!!"

Yin Zhen still covered his head and refused to come out, ignoring his words.

Exhausting his patience little by little, Zhou Yuan lifted the quilt covering him and warned sharply, "Didn't you hear what I said?!"

It was the first time he spoke to Yin Zhen in such a tone.

The wind brought by the lifting of the quilt made Yin Zhen's hair slightly messy. He stared at Zhou Yuan with wide eyes in disbelief, and then his eyes filled with tears at a speed visible to the naked eye. His mouth shrank, and the tears began to flow. fall down.

Zhou Yuan was speechless, but Yin Zhen cried more and more, sobbing and saying: "I'm sick, why are you still attacking me?"

"I hate you, you go out, I don't want you here"

"you go!!!"

While crying, he grabbed the pillow next to him and threw it on Zhou Yuan.

Zhou Yuan didn't hide, just stood there in a daze, watching Yin Zhen cry for several minutes before turning and leaving.

As soon as he left, Yin Zhen cried even harder.

Bitter and aggrieved in my heart, I remembered the classic saying that "men always get what they get and don't cherish it".

Yin Zhen lay on the bed, angry and uncomfortable.

But after a while, the door was pushed open again.

Looking at the person who walked in again, he sobbed and asked, "What are you doing back here?!"

Zhou Yuan sighed deeply, sat on the edge of the bed, took out two tissues to wipe his tears, "Okay, don't cry, I did have a bad tone just now, but you are so ignorant."

He began to reason with Yin Zhen, "I was also in a moment of anxiety, you are sick, how can you get better if you don't take medicine?"

Yin Zhen turned his face away and ignored him, Zhou Yuan hugged him on his lap.

The two faced each other, and Yin Zhen didn't want to sit on him, struggling to leave.

Zhou Yuan wrapped his arms around his waist, leaned over to kiss him, and coaxed the cat with fried hair for more than ten minutes before he was able to coax him.

Yin Zhen straddled him, pulling Zhou Yuan's ears with his rabbit eyes to vent his anger.

Zhou Yuan didn't hide, and didn't cry out for pain. Instead, he took the water and medicine from the side and fed him.

"It's so hard!!!" Yin Zhen muttered.

Zhou Yuan leaned over again, and kissed him twice on the lips, "It's not bitter anymore."

"Do you think you have honey on your mouth? How shameless!" Although he said so on his mouth, he was very happy in his heart.

Zhou Yuan hummed, then reached out to take off his pants, "Lift up your legs."

Yin Zhen obeyed obediently, looked at him unhappily and asked, "Are you still coming? Let's not do it tonight."

Zhou Yuan lowered his head, "Well, if you don't do it, I'll take a look and apply some medicine to you."