I am engaged in construction in ancient times

Chapter 88

Chapter 88 Playing with Fire

Duan Shubai laughed and touched Xiao Yuhe's head through the quilt. After that, he turned around and left. Xiao Yuhe in the quilt heard his footsteps getting farther and farther away. He couldn't help but popped his head out with red eyes and shouted: "Hey! Are you really leaving?"

It's fine if you beat him, but you didn't coax him more and accompany him. You actually just left? Bastard.

"Didn't you tell me to get out?" Duan Shubai turned around and pointed at his nose.

Xiao Yuhe said unhappily, "Then I'll call you over now. I want you to accompany me."

Duan Shubai shook his head helplessly, walked back, sat on the floor beside the bed, and looked at Xiao Yuhe, who was lying on the bed with only his head exposed. He combed his hair and pointed at his eyes, "Look carefully. I haven't closed my eyes since you fell unconscious. They are full of bloodshot. Can you let your husband find a place to have a good sleep?"

Xiao Yuhe looked into his eyes for a moment, saw the bloodshot in his eyes, and the fatigue on his face that was difficult to conceal, and felt distressed and self-blame in her heart.

He wrapped the quilt tightly around himself, like a giant silkworm, and moved inside with his legs and feet. He accidentally touched the wound on his butt and gasped. After finally making room for the boss, he pointed at the empty space on the bed with his pointed chin, staring with disdain, "This is our room, and the bed is ours. If you don't go to bed and rest, where else do you want to go?"

Hearing this, Duan Shubai chuckled and joked, "I haven't showered for two or three days, and--" He leaned over and touched Xiao Yuhe's cheek with his chin.

Xiao Yuhe pushed him away with disdain, "There are stubbles, it hurts."

Duan Shubai smiled and said, "Can you let me go now?"

"No." Xiao Yuhe pouted, "I don't dislike you, I hugged you just now... Are you still a man? Come up when I tell you to."

Duan Shubai was dissatisfied, stretched out his hand to grab Xiao Yuhe's face, and warned and threatened, "You dare to doubt that your husband is not a man, wait until you are well..."

Xiao Yuhe squinted his eyes, stretched out a hand to point behind Duan Shubai, and said contemptuously, "I doubt it, so what? Who asked you to hit me with that little 'stick' just now, hum."

Duan Shubai: "..."

His husband is also very good at talking dirty.

"You're right." Duan Shubai took a deep breath, climbed onto the bed, and lay side by side with Xiao Yuhe. He stared at the silkworm in front of him with his phoenix eyes, untied his quilt, and hugged him and the quilt together. The two of them lay in the same quilt. He hugged the thin and lonely Bai Shoushou, and touched his back with his big hands. He threatened again: "Next time I'll beat you with a 'thick' stick."

"Don't touch me, hiss, I'm in pain, let go." Xiao Yuhe struggled.

Duan Shubai stopped when he touched his coccyx, "Don't move, I'll let you go."

Xiao Yuhe raised his hand to cover his eyes and urged, "Didn't you say you wanted to sleep? Close your eyes quickly, don't open them, and don't talk."

"Okay, then I'll sleep, and you sleep with me."

"Yeah."

Xiao Yuhe let go of his hand with a sweet smile, and saw Duan Shubai close his eyes. After a while, his breathing became stable. Xiao Yuhe supported his chin with his hand, smiled and looked at his slightly rough sleeping face for a long time, propped up his body, kissed him on the cheek like a dragonfly skimming the water, and then leaned against Duan Shubai's shoulder, closed his eyes and fell asleep.