He Zhishu is a very gentle person, and he doesn't refuse people very much. Although he is a bit awkward, he still stays.For dinner, the doctor boiled the soup and made two light stir-fries. He Zhishu's appetite was not very good. Ai Tzuyu was very considerate and took away the half bowl of rice that He Zhishu was embarrassed to eat, and scooped half a bowl of rice. The clear soup of crucian carp was handed over: "Eat a piece of fish, drink less soup, and take medicine later." The
doctor started such a thing naturally, but He Zhishu was stunned, and his mood was suddenly very complicated. Clear clues. But Ai Tzuyu didn't expect it to be so ambiguous. He even pulled the half bowl of rice left by He Zhishu directly into his bowl, mixed with a layer of tomatoes and eggs, and ate it in a few bites.
He Zhishu didn't even know what to say, but Ai Ziyu didn't care. After eating, he hummed and went to get dog food for the dog who had been around the table for almost half an hour.
He Zhishu cleaned up the bowls while looking down and walked away. He wondered whether he should treat a gentleman's belly with a villain's heart. He didn't believe that the doctor had a plan for a diseased child like himself who had no money and no color. But how can people be good to people for no reason? He suffered enough from Jiang Wenxu, and let the man make plans for his mind and body, and how happy he was at the beginning, but now how painful he was, he was self-inflicted.
He Zhishu didn't think of anything but didn't think of anything. When Ai Ziyu fed the dog, He Zhishu had already washed the dishes and was washing the rags to wipe the marbles.
"I'll invite the guests to come home. You did the work. Doesn't this make me feel uncomfortable?" Ai Ziyu hurriedly took He Zhishu's hand out of the cold water: "How cold the water is."
Ai Tzuyu took the towel so meticulously that he wiped it with almost finger by finger. He Zhishu’s hands were very white and thin, and the blue blood vessels were slightly protruding, not very beautiful, but Aizi Yu was very curious and suddenly thought that He Zhishu's hands were close to the collar of the down jacket fox fur. He was so gentle and lonely that he couldn't control the burning of the fire. Ai Tzuyu has always been abstinent and self-controlling, but she did not expect that one day she would become so obsessed with just holding a person's hand.
He walked a little longer, and when He Zhishu withdrew his hand, he snapped back, and he couldn't help but feel a little embarrassed.
"Go take a shower and go to bed early. Your fever does not go away during the day, and you are tired." Ai Tzuyu threw a rag aside: "I can do these tasks." He Zhishu was
pushed into the bathroom with his hands. It was stuffed with a smoky gray soft bathrobe and a large towel. He Zhishu's lips pressed a little with a smile, and he said thank you.
There are two bathrooms in the apartment. He Zhishu took a shower and Ai Ziyu hasn't washed them yet. He Zhishu only took the new medicine and was not very resistant to that kind of medicine. The more he thought about it, the more confused he became. Lie on the bed and slept lightly.
Ai Tzuyu took a few cold showers in the bathroom before he dared to come out. He was playing outside when he was rebellious. People who were generous with money were also good-looking, and the various evildoers posted up were aesthetically tired after seeing too many. But I didn't expect to fall into a big somersault so easily.
When the doctor came out of the bathroom, He Zhishu fell asleep, and most of his face was buried in a pillow of light blue thorns. That bathrobe is his own. He Zhishu was a little bigger when he wore it, his shoulders exposed a large area, his skin was white, but the thin bones were too obvious.
As long as I think about this person being owned by another man, and showing his slender neck docilely, Ai Ziyu can't control his irritability.
Ai Ziyu turned off the light and lay beside He Zhishu. It was a big mistake for a doctor to think about the patient, but he didn’t care. He was more worried about He Zhishu’s body. He knew better than anyone else. Can not find a suitable bone marrow He Zhishu but this time next year.
He Zhishu began to feel uncomfortable in the middle of the night. He was snuggled by a big stove like he was tightly wrapped around him. His temples were so hot that he couldn't get away. He Zhishu pushed while half awake, and he touched the man's solid chest.
"Jiang Wenxu...Don't hug me so tight..."
The doctor who was going to pretend to be innocent in sleepwear was instantly sober...he heard the name from He Zhishu the second time, and he felt very uncomfortable. Especially now, with people lying on his bed in his arms, he even borrowed the light of another man for the right to hug.
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