I make your medicine

"Hello, is this Mr. Li?"

Li Che picked up the phone, turned off the engine and stopped the car.

"Yes, you are?"

"This is Feihong Real Estate. I would like to ask you, do you still intend to sell the real estate in Jingming Community?"

Li Che's hand to open the door paused, his brows were slightly frowned, and his eyes were filled with sadness.

"Not yet."

"Okay, if you need anything later, please feel free to contact us."

After hanging up the phone, he walked into the high-end seafood supermarket in front of him with a solemn expression.

Tang Ren was on vacation this afternoon, and Li Che was busy with work and was not at home. He was stroking Tang Maomao with one hand, while writing the exercise book with the other hand.

The door lock clicked lightly, and Tang Ren turned his head when he heard the sound.

"came back."

"Ah, studying?"

"Well, just finished."

Li Che closed the door to change his shoes, and entered the room with a bunch of shopping bags. His gaze passed Tang Ren's eyes and he quickly lowered his gaze. He bent down and touched the clingy cat's head.

Tang Ren didn't pay much attention, took the things in his hands and sent them to the kitchen, "Why did you buy so many?"

He took out all the ingredients that needed to be put in the refrigerator, and the corners of his lips curled up when he saw a big bag of fish with various varieties, and his eyes were full of softness.

Li Che hugged Tang Maomao and laughed dryly: "It's a holiday, let's cook something delicious."

Normally Li Che would cook a sumptuous meal when he spared time, he has no name and just wants to spoil his boyfriend, but today is different.

He peeked at Tang Ren's usual expression, repeatedly hesitating to speak.

In addition to Yu Liche, he also bought a lot of seafood. Tang Ren helped, and the two of them worked in the kitchen for nearly an hour to prepare this dinner, which seemed to be more complicated than before.

Tang Ren peeled the shell of the shrimp, belatedly feeling something was wrong.

He put the crystal clear shrimp meat into Li Che's bowl and asked, "Is it a holiday today?"

Guiltyly, Li Che picked up the meat and fed it to his boyfriend's lips, "You eat."

Tang Ren bit his teeth in confusion, and heard him say: "It's not a holiday, that's what." Li Che cleared his throat: "I, tell me something."

Tang Ren froze for a moment, his head went blank for a moment, and he felt a little nervous unconsciously.

"what's up?"

"It's not a big deal." Li Che tried his best to maintain a smile naturally, and said, "I... lied before. Actually, I didn't rent this house."

He looked at the little boy's calm expression, and continued: "Here, see if you can apply for leniency for the sake of saury?"

According to Li Che's experience, Tang Ren's favorite is salt-baked saury, and today he deliberately chose his favorite, hoping that the table in front of him can make this wave of confession a little bit more peaceful. I don't want to go smoothly, just don't affect too much personal image and family status.

Tang Ren stopped chewing the shrimp meat, and the sense of taste that was so tense in the last second quickly recovered. He continued to peel the pink shell in his hand, and the corners of his mouth curved uncontrollably, "Yeah."

Ok?

that's it?

Li Che unconsciously opened his mouth to eat the prawns delivered to the corner of his mouth. Seeing Tang Ren's unusually calm attitude, he raised his eyebrows: "You know?"

"I know." Tang Ren took out a wet towel to wipe his fingers, swept over Li Che's surprised expression, wiped the sauce from his lips with his index finger knuckle, and whispered, "You can't rent a house, I knew it from the beginning."

After moving in, he passed by the real estate agent downstairs and looked at the rental price list above, and he was even more convinced of his guess. The outside market price was twice as high as the rent he had paid in advance. In this location, decades-old buildings They will not give out that kind of free amount.

Li Che looked into his boyfriend's smiling eyes, "Aren't you angry?"

Tang Ren's smile stagnated, and he wondered from the bottom of his heart: "Why are you angry?"

Tang Ren suffered from insomnia on the day when he agreed to share the rent. On the first night when he moved in, he thought about it all night. He couldn't stop the sweetness in his heart. For a while he couldn't contain his joy.

Li Che suddenly remembered Xu Guanghe's words.

It is difficult for others to deceive him.

So he really likes you.

He licked the side of his cheeks, and the breath that had been stuffy in his chest all afternoon was completely dissipated. He smiled recklessly again, and the guilt disappeared. "Do you dare to bite the straight bait?"

Tang Ren stretched out his tongue to lick the sour and salty lemon juice from his lips, and stared at his boyfriend's unscrupulous black eyes, which were full of his own shadow.

"Mmm." The deep voice was full of indissoluble sand, like a hook with barbs, piercing into Li Che's brighter heart without hindrance.

Li Che: "You like me so much?"

Tang Ren swallowed the fish meat, his dim eyes shone brightly, wrapped around Li Che like an iron chain, and said in a deep voice, "I like it."

"really like."

The room suddenly fell into silence, and there was a very clear "tick" in the sink.

For a moment, Li Che didn't seem like a human anymore.

He wanted to tear apart all the boundaries between the two of them once, regardless of the consequences, regardless of the cost.

But no.

Tang Ren was avoiding.

Avoid all intimate contact except kissing.

Facing someone he likes to the bottom of his heart, Li Che will not try to do anything that might hurt him.

He gritted his teeth and said bitterly, "I don't know if it's testing me or torturing me."

Tang Ren's eyes paused, and Li Che said again: "You don't care if you kill or bury."

This is the style of contemporary young people.

He sighed faintly in his heart, and gave Tang Ren a piece of fish with his chopsticks.

The irresponsible kid reacted, the tips of his ears gradually turned bright red, and his clothes rubbed against his side. He lowered his eyes and remained silent for a moment, trying to take responsibility: "If you want, I can help you."

Li Che's anger, which had finally subsided, flared up again, he looked at the two ears under the light, and wished he could bite with all his strength.

Li Che put a piece of freshly peeled shrimp meat on Tang Ren's lips not so tenderly, then wiped off the remaining juice and licked it off by himself, and said exhaustedly, "I beg you to shut up."

It sounds like he is some old and dissatisfied old and unscrupulous person who clearly wants to fight together, but wants to fight separately.

But this is the little friend embedded in his chest, and Li Che has a lot of patience with him.

After the meal, Tang Ren arched his back to clean the bowl, and Li Che grabbed Tang Maomao to apply the medicine.

The inflammation in Tang Maomao's mouth has almost healed a long time ago, but recently he suddenly developed two skin diseases, maybe it was uncomfortable, and the little boy was very uncooperative, and every time he took the medicine, it was like a battle of wits and courage. Reluctant to let go of heavy hands, Li Che was different. He pressed the hair ball and tied it with a towel, not giving him a chance to struggle. However, the little guy might not be good at holding grudges, otherwise with Li Che's method I'm sure I won't be able to get soft fluff these days.

The drugged Tang Maomao sat next to Tang Ren's desk lamp with a funny Elizabeth ring, like a fluffy lampshade. Li Che was answering the phone on the balcony. Recently, new products were launched in the online store and the store. Boss Li was always unable to call over the phone.

Tang Ren was writing a copybook in his hand, but his mind was full of the scene of eating.

He stopped writing and touched his ribs on the left side, his expression was gloomy and his thoughts were disturbed.

If he continues like this, Li Che will be annoyed too.

The slender fingers clenched the fabric tightly, and the raised knuckles were white.

Li Che hung up the phone, groped the back of his neck tiredly and opened the door to enter the room. He passed by the desk and wanted to stroke his boyfriend's head, but he stared at the words Tang Ren was copying.

happy Birthday.

He is familiar with the content, and the font is even more familiar.

He looked at Tang Ren's serious eyebrows and eyes, his heart seemed to be clenched by something suddenly, and his eyes felt a little sore for a while.

How could this kid behave like this.

Li Che approached, and Tang Ren was so focused on writing that he felt someone approaching from behind. He wanted to cover the words on the sulfuric acid paper, but the pen in his hand was taken away first.

"Tell me if you like my words. I can write you a copybook for free. It's so boring to just describe these four words."

Li Che hugged Tang Ren's shoulders, bent down and wrote a few words on his blank calculation paper.

Tang Ren pursed his lips and watched him copying the poems on the copybook in a decent manner, and his unique fragrance mixed with tobacco smoke wafted from the tip of his nose.

"You can't be in a hurry to practice calligraphy. It's no use just tracing these. You have to think."

Li Che explained in a low voice, following up the real-time teaching with his hands.

The original classic of the Book of Songs was also followed by the word "Tang Ren". He said: "When you describe, you need to analyze, analyze the trend and strength, and how do you write to express this feeling."

With an extremely serious mouth, Tang Ren followed the route of the pen nib intently. If the words "little sugar man" were not written, this class should have more gold content.

"You try to write it down." Li Che put the pen back into Tang Ren's hand with a smile. Homework - "Li Che".

Li Che chuckled, his warm air brushed Tang Ren's cheeks, and he let go of the pen again, and soon there were a few words with completely different handwriting next to the name that seemed serious but loose, and those words were wanton. Flying, indulgent and casual.

Li Che, I want to kiss Little Sugar Man.

The pen fell to the table with a "snap", and the ink was not thrown out thanks to the expensive craftsmanship. Tang Maomao was lying on his stomach, but was attracted by the movement in front of the table and raised his head. The two bumped into each other from time to time. The people who "licked hair" together started again.

Li Chejing was thinking about how to release his love and share it with Tang Ren, but he didn't expect that what he got was a very vicious little sugar man who was different from the normal ones.

Tang Ren didn't know what was wrong with him, his lips and tongue were more out of control than before, with fear and anxiety that he couldn't explain clearly, he didn't know how long Li Che, who was always pinching his life, could exist like this, as if he was afraid that people would become The bubble phantom seemed to dissipate, this time he was a little anxious and a little heavy.

It was rare for Li Che to feel a little flustered spontaneously, and when the kid lifted him up and put him on the table, the panic rose rapidly, but it made him want to sink deeper involuntarily.

Without any warning, the kiss stopped abruptly. Tang Ren slowly grabbed the hand on his waist, and instantly regained his sanity from his chaotic thoughts. Looking into Li Che's dazed eyes, he became even more frightened.

"I don't want to..." His lungs constricted, and the air couldn't get in or out. He just felt that his throat was being squeezed, as if it was going to explode.

"It's okay." Li Che quickly came back to his senses, seeing Tang Ren's obviously abnormal expression, he gently hugged him into his arms and followed his back comfortingly.

"It's okay, Tang Ren."

"Don't be afraid."

Tang Ren nestled into the side of his neck, grabbed his clothes, and did not catch his breath until his chest hurt.

"It's okay." Li Che kissed his temples, and slowly frowned.