"Xiao, Xiao Yi..."

Pulling away the wet lips, Miao Qingyu stretched out her tongue and licked Xiao Yi's mouth lightly, pointing out with serious eyes: "Your mouth is foaming!"

Xiao Yi smiled hoarsely, and patted his palm slightly on the back of his waist.

There is no man who has been tortured by lust for a month in a row, and the anger that has risen has not been vented without bubbling at the corners of his mouth.Xiao Yi quietly enjoyed this sweet torture, let go of Miao Qingyu, and coaxed him into the living room to play with Cupid.

Miao Qingyu turned her head three times a step, and asked hesitantly: "Xiao Yi, don't you want to?"

"Miao Miao." Xiao Yi was gentle and helpless, "You ran outside all day today, resting and taking care of your body are more important than anything else."

"...I'm not a glass man."

Xiao Yi went over and hugged him tightly, her deep voice was almost close to his ear: "In my heart you are more fragile than glass, be obedient." He added, "Are you okay?"

Miao Qingyu's eyes were moist, and the feeling of soreness squeezed his chest. He took a deep breath, nodded, and went to the living room to find Cupid.

He is very happy now, Xiao Yi is more gentle than before, the sweet words make his heart palpitate, but only one sentence is good, it always makes his heart sour, and he has an inexplicable urge to cry.

Since his illness, he has become more and more emotional.Miao Qingyu thought this might not be a good thing, she must restrain her emotions next time.

Cupid leaned against it gently, not as lively as usual, Miao Qingyu picked up its head and rubbed it, knowing that it was getting old.

Miao Qingyu took him with him when he was 16 years old. After 11 years of companionship, Cupid has also entered an advanced age, and he can no longer play around with him as lively as before.

Cupid stuck out his tongue and licked him, his eyes were wet.Miao Qingyu stroked the soft fur on its belly, then turned to Xiao Yi in the kitchen and said, "I'll take Cupid to the pet hospital for a physical examination tomorrow."

He smiled and showed two small teeth, and touched Cupid's nose: "You are getting old, I will work harder to take you for a checkup in the future."

Cupid whimpered, his eyes forming two lines of laughter.

After dinner, Xiao Yi accompanied Miao Qingyu to watch a movie in the living room. At 09:30, he rushed him to take a bath. Miao Qingyu had to go to bed before 10:30 every day.

He didn't want to sleep today, and came out with his dripping head after taking a shower, Xiao Yi sat on his bedside and read a book, seeing his wet hair, picked up the hair dryer and motioned him to sit over.

Miao Qingyu purposely sat down on the position in Xiao Yi's arms, but he didn't sit up, his bones were crooked, and he insisted that Xiao Yi wrap his arms around his shoulders and hug him from behind.

His hair was also dried, and the time looked at ten fifteen, Xiao Yi was going to wait for him to sleep.

Miao Qingyu was discouraged, frowned and asked, "Xiao Yi, am I getting old?"

"Miao Miao," Xiao Yi stopped flipping through the book and looked down at Miao Qingyu, "Why do you ask that?"

Miao Qingyu said: "You don't seem to have any impulse towards me." He pulled up the quilt to cover half of his face, ashamed of his deliberate behavior just now, and a little disappointed.

Xiao Yi's expression was complicated, and he wanted to say something, but when the words came to his lips, only he knew the bitterness in his mouth.

He lay down beside Miao Qingyu, grabbed Miao Qingyu's hand and put it under the quilt intertwined with each other's temperature.

Miao Qingyu: "..."

Xiao Yi gently stroked Miao Qingyu's eyebrows and eyes: "Look, I'm not that calm and rational."

Covering Miao Qingyu's hand with a gentle palm, he pulled him away, and said, "Are your legs sore?"

After lying in the hospital for half a year, Xiao Yi specially learned a skill during that half year.The fingertips pressed against the acupoints precisely, and Miao Qingyu's charming thoughts that were provoked instantly flew away in pain: "It hurts, it hurts a little."

Xiao Yi laughed in a low voice: "I'm still thinking about it like this, do I want my legs?"

Miao Qingyu pursed her lips, turned her back slowly, and immediately turned back.

"Xiao Yi, you are so black-bellied!"

Xiao Yi didn't bully him like this before, so Miao Qingyu put her legs on Xiao Yi's body for him to massage, threw her phone away, and asked Xiao Yi to log on to Weibo to pass the time.

After being hospitalized, including the recuperation period, Miao Qingyu was not distracted from paying attention to the entertainment industry, nor was she allowed at home.He is now in a semi-retired state. The most important thing is to take good care of his body, his ears, and the family has not given up on allowing him to receive treatment.

Miao Qingyu sometimes wants to tell them that if it can't be cured, it can't be cured, because his mother has aged a lot in the past six months. No objection.

For an actor who has been inactive for half a year and has no news, no matter how loyal his fans are, he will run away.The fans Miao Qingyu had managed to accumulate ran away. At that time, he posted a Weibo with tens of thousands of comments. He remembered to post it a few days ago, and now there are only three to four hundred comments left. up.

Miao Qingyu didn't pay much attention to gains and losses, and loss was a short-lived thing. He excitedly clicked on the comment and read it to share with Xiao Yi. He glanced at the flower list and sighed.

Xiao Yi asked: "What's wrong?"

"I have a fan, he really looks like a zombie fan."

Xiao Yi paused, but Miao Qingyu didn't notice.

"But this fan hasn't left yet. I read the historical records. He sent me 9999 flowers every month. Each flower costs 1 yuan. [-] yuan a month is not a small amount of money that can be ignored by ordinary people. He sent it for half a year."

Xiao Yi said: "Maybe he is not an ordinary person, and his liking for you cannot be measured by money."

Miao Qingyu frowned in confusion: "I'm not filming now, and "Wolf General" won't air until half a year later. It's been so long since they disappeared, all the money they spent was wasted."

"Miao Miao, don't think so." Xiao Yi probably understood Miao Qingyu's psychology a little bit, and was afraid of being ashamed of the fans.

Miao Qingyu typed a string of words, deliberately calling Xiao Yi: "Uncle——"

"I sent a private message to the zombie fan, telling him not to waste money on sending flowers, do you think he will be obedient?"

Xiao Yi: "..."

After Miao Qingyu sent the private message, he put the phone back on the table. The regular schedule for more than half a year made him sleepy on time. When he was lying in Xiao Yi's arms, he muttered in a low voice: "Xiao Yi, aren't you jealous..."

Xiao Yi waited for Miao Qingyu to fall asleep, kissed his eyes, got off the bed and left.

There is another mobile phone in the drawer of the study. Xiao Yi’s mobile phone is only installed with the software for contacting the support group and Weibo. He logged into his Weibo account and saw the private message Miao Qingyu sent him. After the private message, he might be worried about his tone. Seriously, I posted two more emojis.

After reading the message and not replying, Xiao Yi clicked into the homepage of Miao Qingyu's account, and it was another operation.

There was a message on his chat software, and the group manager sent a message: "Boss, why did you exchange for diamonds hahahaha."

Now there are only a few die-hard old-age fans left in the group, there are no new dramas or new magazine pictures, fans occasionally review Miao Qingyu's previous dramas, make some small video mvs, and everyone who should leave has almost left, dozens of people, everyone Chat like old friends.

Zombie fans don't often bubble up, and their gender and age are a mystery.He neither makes videos nor retouches pictures, and the only time he appears is to buy magazines that Miao Qingyu has filmed and products he endorses.These are all gone now, the only place where the boss's ID haunts is the flower list of Miao Qingyu's Weibo account, and the list that is updated every month has his ID on the capital.

It is precisely because of this that old fans know that the big zombie fan does not "climb the wall". He occasionally types in the group, and others answer him enthusiastically.

Xiao Yi switched to the Weibo private message page, out of some inexplicable psychology, sent the screenshot of Miao Qingyu's private message to the management, and the management posted a few series, praising Miao Qingyu crazily.

Xiao Yi withdrew the screenshot, the management reacted and praised him for being cute.

"That's why Teacher Feather doesn't let the boss send you flowers, so why don't you send diamonds instead hahahahaha!"

Diamonds are twice as expensive as flowers, so I don't know what expression Miao Qingyu will have when he sees them.

The manager continued: "Boss, you're so quick. It's nice to have money. Maybe Teacher Yu will continue to chat with you privately next time hahaha, but why didn't you reply, big brother?"

Xiao Yi didn't reply indifferently, and the management understood in seconds: "It turns out that the boss is also cold when chasing stars!"

The next day, Zao Miaoqing cut open Xiao Yi's fried poached egg, ate half of it, picked up the phone to check the news, after reading the news, opened Weibo, and spit out all the milk she just drank.

Xiao Yi pulled the chair closer and sat down beside him, took out a tissue and wiped his mouth.

"Xiao Yi, did I express the wrong meaning in the message I sent yesterday?"

The information showed that it had been read, and the Zombie account gave him 9999 diamonds, each for two yuan.

"Why is he like this?"

Miao Qingyu followed Xiao Yi's gesture of wiping her mouth subconsciously, sticking out the tip of her tongue to lick the milk from the corner of her mouth.Because he was a little angry, the tip of his tongue pressed against the sides of his mouth and licked away forcefully, ignoring the change in Xiao Yi's eyes.

Xiao Yi wiped his mouth clean, turned around and walked towards the bathroom.Miao Qingyu thought that Xiao Yi was just going to solve a small physical problem, waited for 5 minutes and no one came out, suddenly realized something, ran upstairs to the bathroom, the door was locked tightly from the inside, Miao Qingyu patted the door and said: "Xiao Yi I want you to open the door."

Xiao Yi didn't open it, and it will be 10 minutes later when she comes out again.Miao Qingyu sat on the bed with red eyes: "You would rather avoid me by yourself."

Sometimes Xiao Yi hates this irresistible physical impulse. He wanted to hug Miao Qingyu in the past, but was slapped away.

"Xiao Yi, I love you, our relationship is completely..." Miao Qingyu spoke incoherently, with a frustrated expression on her face.Xiao Yi repeated only one sentence in his mouth, I really like you.

Xiao Yi closed his eyes and opened them, regardless of Miao Qingyu's refusal, he locked him in his arms, comforted him with the warmth of the tip of his tongue, and said in a hoarse voice: "I know, Miao Miao, I love you too."

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Seeing Xiao Yi avoiding me, locking the door on purpose and preferring not to let me in, I was so sad.

His eyes told me he wasn't lying to me, but why?He obviously had a very strong reaction last night.

I can't figure out how to like someone but refuse to have closer intimate contact with him.The feeling of being rejected is not good at all, especially for him who has always been gentle to me.

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