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When Han Ning came home at night, he saw Liu Xianfeng lying on the sofa in a daze, and he carried him back to his room.

"Liu Xianfeng, Liu Xianfeng!" Han Ning lightly touched Liu Xianfeng's forehead with his palm.

Liu Xianfeng dragged his heavy head and turned around: "My head hurts so much!"

"You have a fever, I'm going to buy medicine!"

"Don't go!" He grabbed Han Ning's hand and pressed it under his hot face, closing his eyes.

Han Ning felt the burning temperature from Liu Xianfeng's cheek, and he regretted the indulgence last night.

"I'll be right back!"

Liu Xianfeng still kept his eyes closed: "Who knows when you will come back!"

Han Ning wanted to laugh, thinking that the emperor is really not in a hurry, the eunuch is in a hurry, and even if he is sick, he can do so many tricks.

He withdrew his hand and covered Liu Xianfeng with a quilt: "20 minutes."

"15." Liu Xianfeng bargained.

"Deal." Han Ning went out.

Hearing the sound of closing the door, Liu Xianfeng opened his eyes, staring blankly at the warm tones overflowing from the bedside lamp.

He thought back to Han Ning's little concern for him just now, and Han Ning's sarcastic remarks when he was leaving today, and he suddenly had the idea of ​​wanting to stay sick forever.He unconsciously stretched out his hand and touched his forehead: "It's true, it's very sick!"

Hearing the sound of the door opening, Liu Xianfeng quickly closed his eyes again.

Han Ning held the water and handed the medicine to him: "Get up, drink the medicine."

Liu Xianfeng squinted at Han Ning who was holding a water glass.

"I haven't eaten yet." His eyes wandered casually: "I want to eat shredded potatoes, oh, by the way, I don't eat hot and sour ones!"

Seeing Liu Xianfeng's pretentiousness, Han Ning couldn't help but want to get angry. He knew that Liu Xianfeng was comparing himself with Ren Sheng.

"What's wrong, do you like to drink or not?" Han Ning put the cup on the bedside table, and the water spilled out.

Liu Xianfeng was also very rigid at the moment, "If you don't drink, you won't drink." After speaking, he covered his head with the quilt.

Han Ning was taken aback, and went out of the room, changing TV programs frequently in the living room.Looking at the characters flashing back and forth on the screen, he began to wonder if he had a convulsion in his head to keep such a living ancestor.

Han Ning has been on the road for so many years. He has seen and dealt with all kinds of despicable, nasty, and vicious people. But facing Liu Xianfeng like this, he was worried.

I can't bear to throw people out directly, and I can't do anything without beating them up.He kept complaining in his heart that he was talking too fast, and he shouldn't have left people behind rashly.

Liu Xianfeng, who has always been used to being an uncle, feels aggrieved even under the quilt. After working as a coolie for a day, he is still so sick. It's okay if Han Ning doesn't smile when he comes back, but he even slaps himself, unwilling to give it to him. Cooking by myself, why are you willing to serve that little boy on a pole? I am still better than him?

Thinking of this, Liu Xianfeng lifted the quilt, sat up, looked at the slippers on the ground, he was not wearing them, and rushed out of the living room door.

"Stop!" Han Ning called to stop him.

He ignored Han Ning, and reached out to open the door without looking back.

"Liu Xianfeng, can you stop doing it?" Han Ning grabbed him.

He was proud of Han Ning's pull like this, leaned against the door, didn't speak, raised his chin, squinted his slender eyes, and looked at Han Ning calmly.

Liu Xianfeng stood on the ground with bare feet, and Han Ning didn't wear shoes.The two looked at each other for a long time.

"There's only rice in the kitchen!" Han Ning spoke first.

"Then cook the porridge!" Liu Xianfeng sat there, with his hands resting on the back of the sofa, his expression arrogant.

Damn it, Han Ning calmed down his anger and walked into the kitchen.

Looking at Han Ning who was busy in the kitchen, Liu Xianfeng's grievances this day finally eased a little, and his mood also eased a little.

Although it was an ordinary bowl of white rice porridge, Liu Xianfeng tasted it in a different way, maybe he couldn't explain it in words.But he knew it was the flavor he wanted.

He put the porridge into his mouth little by little and tasted it carefully.

Han Ning leaned against the door of the kitchen, smoking a cigarette, and looked at Liu Xianfeng's eating. He thought that Liu Xianfeng was used to delicious delicacies, which is why he couldn't eat and ate so slowly.

"So unpalatable?" Han Ning asked.

Liu Xianfeng didn't lift his eyelids, and blurted out two words: "Too sweet!"

"I didn't put any fucking sugar!" Han Ning went to the tea table to put out the cigarette: "After drinking the medicine, go back to your own room and sleep."

I also know that there is no sugar, Han Ning, you can be a little bit uninteresting, but Liu Xianfeng didn't dare to say that.

The first thing Liu Xianfeng did when he woke up the next day was to call his driver to help him customize a wardrobe, mattress and some small furniture. He walked around in his room and complained that his room was too small.

Don't look at Liu Xianfeng as a young master, but he really looks like that when he does housework, he keeps the house spotless every day.

He not only cleaned up the house, he also cleaned up Han Ning.

He ran to the mall and walked around a lot, as long as he saw clothes that he thought were good-looking, he would buy a set for Han Ning as well.

When Han Ning came home at night, he looked at the large and small bags piled up on the ground, and frowned: "I don't want it, you can keep it for yourself." After speaking, he turned his head and went back to his room.

Liu Xianfeng stood at the gate of Han Ning, begging: "Ning Ning, I've been shopping all day, please save face."

Han Ning looked at Liu Xianfeng at the door, and reluctantly walked out of the house. He tried on the clothes and cursed: "You're so fucking idle, I've got nothing to do with you!"

Liu Xianfeng didn't care what Han Ning said, he was used to Han Ning's bad temper and sarcastic remarks.

He walked over to help Han Ning fasten the buttons one by one, and said with satisfaction, "It fits pretty well."

Han Ning looked in the mirror and seemed very satisfied: "How do you know my size?"

Liu Xianfeng was very proud: "That's right, I don't know anything!"

Han Ning looked at Liu Xianfeng's complacent look, and wanted to get angry again: "It's useless to know something."

Liu Xianfeng leaned into Han Ning's arms, and began to complain: "Why is it useless, look, how well you are dressed!"

Han Ning pushed Liu Xianfeng away: "Go away."

Liu Xianfeng can keep the house clean and tidy up Han Ning's spirits, but he can also cook the food black or at least black.

When Han Ning was faced with a plate of dark and smelly dishes, he really didn't have the courage to taste them.

He frowned and said to Liu Xianfeng, "Let's order takeaway."

Liu Xianfeng looked aggrieved: "I made it all afternoon, don't you really want to try it?"

Han Ning shook his head quickly.

As for the laundry, after he washed Han Ning's third pair of pants, Han Ning told him directly, "Send it to the dry cleaner."

Liu Xianfeng spread his hands: "It will cost money!"

"I spend." Han Ning said.

Liu Xianfeng spent this period of time very comfortably and comfortably. Except for cleaning the house and taking Han Ning to and from get off work in the morning and evening, the rest of the time belonged to him.

In the evening, Liu Xianfeng came downstairs to the Marriott with a bouquet of lavender in his hand.

He doesn't want to give flowers to others. He used to see other people waiting for others with flowers in their hands. He still laughed in his heart that others were sick, but now he hopes that Han Ning's time with him will be unforgettable and different. .

Liu Xianfeng didn't expect that he didn't pick up Han Ning today.

He first sent a text message to Han Ning to say that he was here, but seeing that Han Ning hadn't come out, he was in a hurry, so he hurriedly called Han Ning, the call was connected, but no one answered.

Liu Xianfeng waited for a few more minutes, hesitated, and still stepped towards the gate of Marriott.

Han Ning told Liu Xianfeng not to let him in and out of Marriott casually.

Han Ning does not shy away from his sexual orientation, but he does not want to publicize it. He is really afraid that Liu Xianfeng will lose his nerve one day and say something surprising in Marriott.

After Liu Xianfeng and Han Ning lived together, he didn't step into the Marriott either.

But the security guard at the gate is very familiar with him, knowing that he comes to pick up Han Ning to and from get off work every day.

"Xiao Liu, Brother Ning has already left!" The security guard didn't know Liu Xianfeng's identity or their relationship, so he thought Xiao Liu was the most affectionate title.

Liu Xianfeng didn't care what others called him, he tried his best to keep his tone calm: "When did you leave?"

The security guard leaned into his ear with a flattering smile: "I've been walking for a while, and I went with a handsome guy!"

A name popped up in Liu Xianfeng's mind, he turned his face and asked, "Is it Ren Sheng?"

The security guard shook his head: "It's not Brother Sheng!"

Liu Xianfeng returned to the car, quietly smoking a cigarette.

Han Ning led a handsome guy away, and he definitely didn't go to see Jing'er, let alone go for a walk. He knew exactly what he was going to do.He looked at the lavender on the seat and smiled sarcastically.

This time Liu Xianfeng didn't get angry, nor did he think about making trouble, because these were all buried by the faint sadness that came from his heart. This kind of sadness made him experience loneliness for the first time, a loneliness that penetrated deep into his skin.

He was eager to get out of this atmosphere, and now he just wanted to quickly numb every nerve of his own.

Liu Xianfeng supported his head with his hands, picked up his cell phone, and dialed Zhou Ran's number.Before he could speak, the other party spoke again.

"Xiaofeng, I was about to call you. We found a good place, newly opened, with beautiful women like clouds."

"Oh, I need beautiful women now."

"Hey, I said, what's the matter with you? Why do you feel like you're dying!"

Liu Xianfeng scratched his head: "It's nothing, just send me the address, and I'll be there right away."

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