seductive hands trembling slightly

Song Yingsong didn't know what kind of love relationship he had with Lu Bin.

The two of them rarely meet and basically communicate through social software.Compared with long-distance relationship, they are more like online dating.

Occasionally, Lu Bin would fly over from all over the country to look for him. The two would meet, have sex, play games together, and he would leave again in a few days.

Either go back to his own home, or go to work elsewhere.

Thinking about it this way, Song Yingsong felt that he was a tool to relieve desire...

It may be more comfortable to use than a masturbation cup, right?

Looking at the sleeping face of the person next to his pillow, he thought to himself mockingly.

Lu Bin slept soundly with one arm around him, bathed in the moonlight coming in from the window, his exquisite facial features were like ghosts, seeming to be able to attract people's souls, but they were out of reach...

However, this feeling was quickly broken by a suspicious trace of transparency at the corner of someone's mouth.

For some reason, Lu Bin changed his posture and smacked his lips.

Song Yingsong smiled helplessly, perhaps there was a pampering in the smile that he didn't even realize.

How old are you, and you still drool while sleeping?

……

When he woke up the next day, it was already cold beside his pillow.

He was a little disappointed, but he took it for granted.

For a young master like Lu Bin, how long can he be interested in him?

So he was unwilling and did not dare to invest too much in this relationship.Because he was afraid, when Lu Bin had had enough fun and wanted to get out, he was stuck in a quagmire and couldn't extricate himself.

He heard the sound of gurgling from his stomach. It was expressing its hunger to its owner, but it had no strength at all.

It was too late last night, he forgot to clean his body, and now those marks are still under the quilt, telling the absurdity of last night.

The head hurts, the limbs are weak, and there may be some low-grade fever.

Now he should take a shower, get dressed and go out to find something to eat, and then go to the clinic for a fever-reducing injection...

It's complicated just thinking about it.

He was bathed in the warm sunshine, but he still felt a little chilly, so he could only wrap his little quilt tightly and shiver.

so sad……

I feel like crying...

An adult's world shouldn't be fragile, but today he is sick, so it doesn't matter if he cries secretly, right?

Thinking of this, he retracted his head into the quilt, and wept softly.

I want to call my parents and cry, but I am afraid that they will worry about me. I want to talk to Tao Chi about my ideals in life, but I am afraid of disturbing him and Yin Zhou...

Nmd I'm such a miserable man...

Song Yingsong cried and thought.

He was crying sadly when suddenly someone lifted his quilt, exposing his red eye sockets to the air.

Song Yingsong: "???"

Lu Bin looked at him inexplicably: "At first I thought I heard it wrong, why did you suddenly cry? Did you cry because you thought I was reluctant to leave?"

If it wasn't for his weak body, Song Yingsong would have given him a kick.

"Why is your face so red?" Lu Bin reached out to touch his forehead, "It seems to have a fever..."

He said angrily, "Blame me, I'll take you to see a doctor." As he spoke, he was about to reach out and hug him.

Song Yingsong shrunk into a ball in refusal, his face flushed red: "No! I didn't even take a shower!"

Lu Bin kissed him on the forehead: "If you don't go, you won't go, baby, wait for me, I will go find medicine."

Looking at the back of him leaving in a hurry, Song Yingsong blinked his eyes, but the sad mood dissipated a lot at this moment.

Soon Lu Bin came back with a lot of things, including a thermometer, medicine, water, and porridge bought from who knows where.

"It's not good to take medicine on an empty stomach." He asked Song Yingsong to clamp the thermometer, and then fed him porridge with a spoon, as if he was a cripple.

Song Yingsong looked at his serious side face, feeling a little overwhelmed.

Lu Bin is not a gentle person, so his rare gentleness is even more touching...

……

Lu Bin waited for him to finish taking the medicine, then threw off the quilt and hugged him into his arms.

Song Yingsong stared blankly at his series of actions until he buried his face in his neck before realizing it and asked him, "What are you doing?"

Lu Bin said: "I think we spend less time seeing each other every day..."

"I mean..." He paused, then continued, "Do you want to marry me?"

Song Yingsong: "???" Do you want to move in with me?

Lu Bin said: "We've been dating for two years now, Yin Zhou's godson can walk, what's wrong with you marrying me?"

Song Yingsong: "???"

Lu Bin: "I came out to my family some time ago, and my leg was almost broken by my dad. You can't let my leg break for nothing, can you?"

It turned out that he didn't come to find him for a long time, was it because his leg was broken?

Thinking about it this way, the anxiety and self-doubt at that time were nothing. After all, compared with a broken leg, self-pity seems to be a trivial matter.

Lu Bin kissed his ear: "So do you want to marry me?"

Song Yingsong smiled, did not speak, but held his hand silently, interlocking fingers with him.

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