deep desire

At eight o'clock in the morning, Feng Si went upstairs and knocked on the door of Lu Jingshen's room, but there was no response.

He dialed out the phone, but it rang several times before answering. Lu Jingshen's voice was hoarse and nasal, and asked him what he was doing.

"You haven't woken up yet?" Feng Si glanced at his watch to make sure that he had not mistaken the time, "Why is the nasal sound so heavy? Are you sick? Come and open the door."

After waiting for five or six minutes, the door was opened a little from the inside, revealing Lu Jing's spirited face behind him.

He frowned, he was still wearing pajamas, his face flushed abnormally: "Is there something wrong?"

Feng Si supported the door, and stretched out his hand to touch his forehead, and sure enough, he had a fever.

"You fell ill at the beginning of the holiday, why are you so pitiful?"

With sarcastic words on his lips, Feng Si didn't give Lu Jingshen a chance to close the door, and forcefully pushed him in and went back to the bedroom.

"Let's go," Lu Jing said impatiently, "I'll just get some sleep, and you go play with yourself."

"Stop playing," Feng Si pushed the man back to the bed, "You continue to sleep, and I'll watch you right here."

"unnecessary……"

Lu Jingshen still wanted to refuse, Feng Si sat down by the bed, and the movement of bending over abruptly interrupted what he hadn't finished speaking.

Feng Si's face approached, almost in front of Lu Jingshen, and stared into his eyes: "You are trying to be brave even when your face is burning red, I don't care if you plan to fend for yourself here alone?"

Lu Jingshen didn't want to talk to him, so she turned her head away.

Feng Si raised his hand to touch his hot face, and sighed.

After so many days of work and staying up all night with a full schedule, I suddenly relaxed. It was probably too cold last night. Coupled with the ups and downs of emotions, it is not surprising that I fell ill.

After all, he himself was one of the culprits.

"It's still too cold here. It's normal if you don't get used to it. If the fever subsides tomorrow, shall we go directly to France?"

Lu Jingshen didn't know if he listened to Feng Si's proposal, so he closed his eyes and quickly fell asleep again.

Feng Si just looked at him like this, and after sitting quietly by the bed for a while, he got up and left.

It was almost noon when Lu Jingshen woke up again.

Feng Si leaned on the carpet by the bed and looked at his mobile phone. He noticed the movement behind him and looked back at him. Lu Jingshen was still a little confused and his eyes were confused. Feng Si was amused by his demeanor: "Are you awake? Don't you know me? Mr. Lu is still like this It's more pleasant to look half-awake."

People want to bully when they see it, although it seems immoral to bully a patient.

Lu Jingshen gradually regained consciousness, Feng Si stretched out his hand, and pressed the electronic thermometer to his forehead: "37 degrees five, it seems that the fever is not as severe as before."

Lu Jing propped up his limp body, and asked him hesitantly, "Have you been here all this time?"

"I went to the supermarket, and went back to the room to get the thermometer and medicine." Feng Si poured out the fever-reducing medicine and handed it to Lu Jingshen along with the warm water, "I guess you must not have prepared these, eat it."

Lu Jingshen looked a little dazed and didn't reach out to take it.

Feng Si: "Why are you in a daze, do you want me to feed you?"

Stared at by his teasing eyes, Lu Jing took the medicine with a deep sense of consciousness, and quickly swallowed it with her head raised.

Feng Si smiled and asked him: "Want to eat? I cooked some porridge."

Seeing that Lu Jingshen didn't respond, Feng Si stood up, bent down and patted his face lightly: "Why are you in a daze again? Go wash up."

Feng Si walked out of the bedroom, Lu Jing closed her eyes deeply, sat there for a moment, got out of bed and went into the bathroom.

When he came out of the shower, Feng Si had just put the porridge out of the pot.

Lu Jingshen's room is a suite with a small kitchen. The pot, tableware and ingredients were bought by Feng Si at the supermarket earlier. The light porridge with shrimp and lean meat was put on the dining table. Feng Si signaled to him: "Come here."

Lu Jing's deep gaze was on the trash can next to the sofa, Feng Si noticed his slightly erratic eyes, and said calmly: "Don't look, the room service just came to do the cleaning, and it has already been cleaned."

Lu Jing rolled her eyes deeply, walked to the table and sat down.

Feng Si also casually pulled away the chair next to him, and leaned on the seat to watch him eat: "How long did you lose sleep last night?"

Lu Jing's deep expression paused slightly: "No."

He refused to admit it, but he did toss and turn most of the night last night, remembering that the person in front of him was angry and uncomfortable, but he couldn't completely draw a line with him like he did with others.

The existence of Feng Si was his heart disease, which made him feel like a thorn in his throat, and he was helpless.

He didn't know whether he finally fell asleep at three o'clock or four o'clock. He only knew that he felt weak and hot when he woke up, and he was laughed at by this person when he fell ill.

"That thing, just throw it away, and don't use it in the future?"

After Feng Si asked, seeing Lu Jing's face darkened, he snorted: "You are so thin-skinned, okay, I don't ask, just drink porridge, don't be so stern again."

He ordered a delivery pizza for himself, and ate it one after another, casting deep glances at Lu Jing from time to time.

People who are sick have no appetite for food, and Lu Jingshen obviously has no taste for food and has been absent-minded.

Seeing that he put down the bowl and wanted to get up after drinking half of the porridge, Feng Si stretched out his hand and pulled him to sit down: "Just finish a small bowl of porridge, don't be like a child, there is still half of the food left."

Lu Jing was deeply displeased and said, "Are you being too lenient?"

"I thought this was also the job duty of a personal assistant." Feng Si tapped the bowl of porridge in front of him again, "Drink it."

Lu Jingshen was really not in the mood to tangle with him, so after a moment of stalemate, he picked up the spoon again.

After dinner, Feng Si still stayed at Lu Jingshen's place and refused to leave. He opened the curtain and looked outside: "It's sunny, the weather is good today, I wanted to take you to the nearby mountains, forget it, there will be another chance in the future .”

The glaring sunlight fell into the living room, Lu Jing subconsciously raised her hand to cover her eyes.

Feng Si looked back and saw his movements, and reminded him with a smile: "Don't you think your health is too bad? You should go out for more walks in the future to bask in the sun."

"It's also your duty to speak freely?" Lu Jing put down her hands deeply and asked him in a cold voice.

Feng Si said calmly: "I've never been an assistant to someone before, so please take more care of Mr. Lu when I don't do well."

Lu Jingshen ignored him and went back to the bedroom.

In the afternoon, Lu Jingshen also fell asleep all the time. He had a high fever repeatedly and sweated all over his body.

He only drank half a bowl of porridge for dinner, and lay back on the bed again.

Feng Si let him take the medicine for the second time, and tested his temperature again. It was 37 degrees [-]. He bent down and touched his forehead, and whispered softly: "Why hasn't the fever subsided? I have to go to the hospital again like this tomorrow."

Lu Jingshen didn't have the strength to break free, and closed his eyes: "You go."

Feng Si: "I won't leave, I'll just stay here and sleep in your bed."

Lu Jingshen has been sleeping all day, her mind is still groggy, but she really can't fall asleep, she shook her head slightly.

"Can't sleep?"

Feng Si simply took off his coat and sat on the bed: "If you don't sleep, I'll chat with you? Alex, what happened to you last night?"

Lu Jing remained silent and refused to answer, Feng Si said helplessly, "I don't want to say that I won't ask."

Lu Jingshen: "...you are very noisy."

Feng Si leaned against him and looked down at him: "Are you bothering me?"

Lu Jing opened her eyes deeply, her gaze stayed on Feng Si's face for a moment, then moved away, staring at the ceiling above her head, Feng Si's back of her hand lightly touched his face: "Can't sleep?"

Lu Jing nodded slowly.

Feng Si approached him sideways: "If you can't sleep, then do something else."

Because of the fever, Lu Jingshen's reaction was a little slow, with puzzled eyes.Feng Si narrowed his eyes lightly. Although it is immoral to bully patients, Lu Jingshen's appearance really makes people want to bully them.

Lu Jing gasped deeply, and looked at him incredulously, Feng Si's hands under the quilt had already held him down, his body became extremely sensitive after the fever, Lu Jingshen instinctively clamped his legs almost immediately, and his body trembled slightly .

"What are you doing?" he asked through gritted teeth.

Feng Si leaned close to his ear, and bewitched, "I'll help you out, maybe the fever will subside when you feel comfortable, don't worry, I won't overdo it when you're sick."

"No..." Lu Jing refused subconsciously.

Feng Si didn't give him a chance.

The sick Lu Jingshen was indeed more bullying than usual, his body completely softened when he touched it lightly, his eyes were filled with water vapor, the end of his eyes and the tip of his nose were red with smoke, he bit his lips desperately, and there was still an unspeakable sweet voice coming from the corner of his mouth, The eyes staring at Feng Si were full of longing and resistance, and it was such contradictory eyes that made them all the more provocative and unconscious.

It was a pity for Feng Si, the thing last night was really good, if it was used on Lu Jingshen now, his reaction would definitely be even more attractive.

When venting out, Lu Jing bit Feng Si's shoulder deeply, her chest heaved violently, and her body was covered in sweat.

Feng Si kissed the sweat off his forehead: "Are you comfortable now?"

Lu Jing opened his mouth deeply, resting his forehead on his shoulder, gasping for breath.

After a while, he closed his eyes and said in a hoarse voice, "Let me go, I'm going to take a bath."

"Don't wash it," Feng Si casually pulled out a tissue to help him wipe it clean, "Sleep now, we'll talk about it when I wake up tomorrow morning."

Imprisoning the man in his arms, Feng Si made up his mind not to let him get up, Lu Jing was deeply uncomfortable, but being covered by Feng Si's aura, he was a little greedy for this temperature in a daze, and finally closed his eyes and fell into a deep sleep past.

Sensing that the person in his arms was breathing gradually, Feng Si picked up his phone and checked the time, it was only eight o'clock.

He sat up slowly, being careful not to wake Lu Jingshen, got out of bed and went into the bathroom.

I can't live without doing my own crimes, and I still have to take a cold shower in the end.

Closing his eyes, Feng Si's mind was filled with the seductive expression of Lu Jing's deep embrace just now, and he slowly stretched out his hand.

With his back against the wall, his movements were not in a hurry, and he was even able to calmly think distractedly.

The contest between him and Lu Jingshen was about to come to a conclusion, and one of them would always bow his head first.

Half an hour later, Feng Si returned to the bedroom, only turned on the bedside lamp, and stood silently by the bed, looking at the sleeping man curled up slightly.

Putting his finger on Lu Jingshen's face and gently rubbing it, there was a still dark light in Feng Si's eyes.

He will never let this person go again, absolutely.