Rebirth of the dumb husband and wife

Chapter 86: Fang Jun × Yan Chi (End)

"Can I have a bamboo?"

Fang Jun's every word fell on Yan Chi's heart, causing Yan Chi's body to shrink slightly.

The winter night was beautiful, the moon was not obscured by dark clouds, and there were no stars around him to share the same color with him, and the darkness around him was illuminated by him.

Yan Chi is very thin, Fang Jun can easily wrap around his slender waist, his broad palms cover his waist and abdomen, he can feel Yan Chi's shortness of breath due to nervousness.

"This bamboo may not be as good as he imagined," Yan Chi wanted to talk, but his throat seemed to be choked by something, making it impossible for him to say the next words easily, "He has already been eaten by insects. , scarred and not pretty..."

Fang Jun raised his head and pressed Yan Chi's lips with his index finger, blocking all his next words.

"In my heart, this is the most beautiful and charming bamboo in the bamboo forest."

Fang Jun never said any love words to anyone, all the words he said were sincere, but the more clumsy they were, the more sincere they appeared.

Yan Chi forgot how long he hadn't cried like this.

Fang Jun knew that he had too many grievances in his heart, so he held Yan Chi motionless, feeling the shaking of the body in his arms, and his heart was crying with Yan Chi.

Yan Chi's body didn't recover well, and after crying for a while, he lost the strength, so he could only hold Fang Jun's chest in a low breath, and his shoulders trembled from time to time.

"You're done crying?" Fang Jun patted Yan Chi's back all at once, and the winter night was even more exposed. Yan Chi stayed outside for a long time, and his shoulders and back were wet.

Fang Jun worried that his body was not yet healed and he caught a cold, so he took off his robe and put it on his shoulders, and carried him back to the room.

Because the injury on his calf had not been treated, it looked a bit scary as it was blue and purple, and the pain caused him to tremble at the slightest touch.

Fang Jun's brows were so wrinkled that the flies could be caught. Yan Chi watched him apply medicine to his calf with great hatred, and smiled and stretched out his hand to smooth the wrinkles on his forehead.

"It doesn't hurt too much," Yan Chi said, Fang Jun accidentally touched his wound, and the pain made his tears come out, and he pretended to be calm, "Hey—it really doesn't hurt."

Fang Jun changed. He put down the medicine bottle in his hand, raised his head and looked at Yan Chi solemnly.

Yan Chi was stared at by him, and the smile on his face faded a little. "What are you looking at me for?"

"Just tell me if it hurts." Fang Jun knew that Yan Chi was used to it and didn't want to bring it to the people around him. It's troublesome, but the more he is like this, the more distressed he becomes. "In front of me, you can cry, act like a spoiled child, cry in pain, or make trouble unreasonably."

Yan Chi was only stunned for a moment, then put away all the smiles on his face and frowned slightly. Said: "It hurts so much, take it easy."

He lowered his head and placed his forehead on Fang Jun's shoulder, rubbing lightly. Fang Jun tilted his head and took a light bite on his earlobe, then continued to focus on rubbing the medicine for him.

After everything was cleaned up, it was getting late. Fang Jun had to go to the school tomorrow morning to be on duty, so Yan Chi left him to sleep in the Yan Mansion.

The two expressed their intentions, but they felt wonderful just hugging each other. Yan Chi was afraid of the cold, and after falling asleep, he frequently drilled into Fang Jun's arms.

Fang Junyin got up at the moment, Yan Chi was in his arms, he felt the movements of the people behind him, and he struggled to wake up.

Fang Jun lowered his head and kissed him on the cheek, and said softly, "Go on sleeping, I'll come to you when I'm done."

Yan Chi responded in a daze, turned over and fell asleep again, and was pinned on the ground. One side of the face was red.

Fang Jun didn't know that Yan Chi had a fever until he came back on duty. Last night, he deliberately let him take a hot bath, but he couldn't prevent it.

Yan Chi looked very worried when he was ill. His little face was pale and bloodless. Before Fang Jun entered the door, Yan Chi raised his head and drank a large bowl of medicine expressionlessly. When he saw Fang Jun coming in, he immediately frowned and said to him: "The medicine is so bitter." The

maids were taken aback. They had never seen Yan Chi like this before, it looked too fresh.

Yan Chi has never acted coquettishly in front of outsiders, so he felt shy when he said this, and sent the smiling maid out with a shy face.

Fang Jun took out a bag of sweet-scented osmanthus candies from his arms, and he could smell the fragrance of sweet-scented osmanthus before opening the oil paper, so that all the greedy worms in Yan Chi's stomach came out.

Yan Chi was cold, Fang Jun took off his cold robe, and hugged Yan Chi into his arms with warmth.

Yan Chi has been drinking medicine all the year round, and even his hair has been dyed with the aroma of herbs. Fang Jun loved the smell on his body so much, he lowered his head and kissed the top of his hair and inhaled.

"Xiuzhu smells so good." Fang Jun wrapped the word "Xiuzhu" between his lips and teeth, and said it with a hint of love.

Yan Chi's body was softened by his kiss, his hands were empty and he grabbed the sheets.

After that, no one spoke again. Yan Chi's back was pressed against Fang Jun's chest, and he could feel Fang Jun's strong heartbeat, as if a small hammer had hit his spine.

"They said," Yan Chi's hand was warmed by Fang Jun's, he lowered his head and pinched Fang Jun's fingers to play, "It's very comfortable in a fever, do you want to try it?"

This is the first time he has said With such a bold word, his face turned red after speaking, and he wanted to cover his ears with his hands.

Fang Jun laughed angrily, holding Yan Chi's hand a little harder, leaving a few pale white handprints on the back of his hand.

"Don't even think about it," his voice sounded a bit gnashing of teeth, "You are much more courageous now than before..."

Yan Chi felt shy at first, but after hearing Fang Jun's words, he turned around and covered his mouth , at the moment, the crimson eyes still contain water, and Fang Jun's heart trembles when he sees it.

"Don't...don't say it."

"You said everything that should be said, but don't let me say it," Fang Jun exhaled softly beside Yan Chi's ear, "My wife is so fierce.

" For a moment, Fang Jun sniffed the unique fragrance between Yan Chi's neck and the two's hair was intertwined, as close as one person.

"When the snow falls in Youdu, I will definitely give you a prosperous wedding."

Yan Chi's eyelashes trembled, and the light came out from the gap. He nodded and replied lightly, "Okay."

Youying Liu On the New Year's Eve, it was snowing heavily in Youdu, and everything was covered in white. The Yan Mansion was hung with red lanterns and red silk, and the lights were bright all night.

The red welcome team grew from Yan's mansion to the palace, singing and dancing happily. Fang Jun held Yan Chi's hand in the heavy snow and carried him down from the wedding sedan.

The hall was full, with friends and relatives.

In the eighth year of Youying, the Great Summer Night.

Yan Cheng, Song Jinshu and Fang Jun stood in front of the courtyard gate, his face full of anxiety. Mu Jin pulled the hem of La Fangjun's clothes, raised his head and reached out for him to hug.

Fang Jun's lips twitched, and he bent down to hold the child in his arms, his eyes fixed on the door for a moment, and every struggling roar inside felt like a sharp sword pierced into his heart.

"Father Fang, what's the name of the little baby born by Father Chi?"

"It's called Fang Yuezhu."

As soon as the voice fell, the baby's cry sharply cut through the night sky.

Fang Jun is happy with Yan Xiuzhu.