After the divorce, the salted fish beauty took the script of the villain

Fang Chuning's heart is as soft as soaking in a hot spring, or because of illness, his emotions are extremely fragile. He and Tingfeng grew up as childhood sweethearts, but Tingfeng never seemed to believe him, and always carried everything silently Whether it is pain, pain or danger, it must be borne by one person.

Isn't he worthy of Tingfeng's trust?
If you want to save people from the Su family business, why would you put yourself in danger? He is in Zhongzhou, and he is also a military commander. Fang Chuning felt sore for being in danger, self-destructing his identity, and almost being caught by Chen Ming's men.

After Xiyan Mountain, he also intentionally provoked him and forced him to leave the capital.

"You drink the medicine first." Xie Jue said, helped him up, took two soft pillows and put them behind him. Xie Jue took care of the injured easily, because he and Fang Chuning lived in the same tent, and Fang Chuning was injured by him. .

Fang Chuning looked down at the medicine, and was about to bring it over. Xie Jue scooped up the soup and put it on his lips, blew it gently, and fed it to his mouth. The smell of medicine, but he felt a high fever rushing to his scalp, burning his hair to the point of burning. The surging emotion was like a surging tide, restrained and suppressed by reason, and gradually converged in those reddish eyes.

Fang Chuning drank the medicine, his mouth full of soreness.

"quack!"

What kind of medicine was prescribed? It was really bad. He had never taken medicine with such a strange taste.

"Is it unpalatable?" Xie Jue took a sip and put it on his lips to try it. The strange sour and bitter taste spread between his lips and teeth.

"You're not sick, what medicine are you taking?" Fang Chuning anxiously wanted to pinch his chin, hoping that he would spit it out, besides, he was sick and didn't change the spoon. What if he was infected? Tingfeng's physique is not as healthy as his .

"It's hard to drink." Xie Jue's voice was flat, and he put the medicine bowl in his palm, "It's boring after one mouthful."

If you drink it in small sips, you will be tortured instead.

Fang Chuning didn't want to be bored at all, drinking medicine is not drinking, it would be nice to be fed gently and carelessly, he didn't dare to speak his mind, he was really bored while holding the medicine, the soreness made him want to vomit, his stomach rolled, He didn't want Xie Jue to see his distress, so he held back.

Xie Jue brought a basin of hot water, wet the towel, and wiped the sweat from Fang Chuning's face and neck. Due to the high fever, he sweated a lot, and his cheeks and neck were burning red.Small drops of water condensed on the tip of the nose and chin, and the sweat dripped from the cheeks all the way into the underwear, looking embarrassed and lustful.

Fang Chuning was inexplicably uncomfortable. When he was seriously injured in the Ningzhou battlefield, it was Xie Jue who took care of him meticulously. He didn't feel embarrassed or embarrassing at the time, but now he feels uncomfortable everywhere.

It must be because of the quarrel!
I don't want to forgive him yet.

Once he had this thought, he became calm again, but the bed curtain was too small, and he could feel his hot breath burning Tingfeng's hand. Fang Chuning wanted him to accompany him, but he didn't want him to sit beside the bed.

"Go back and rest."

It's not good to be infected by him.

"Are you still angry?" Xie Jue asked, without looking at him, turned back and twisted the towel, and slightly tore off the collar of his shirt, exposing a large area of ​​skin under the neck and collarbone.

Xie Jue's Adam's apple rolled slightly, but he wiped his sweaty skin calmly.

"Hmph!" Fang Chuning snorted coldly, but didn't answer, don't think of getting away with it like this.

After Xie Jue wiped off his sweat, he frowned slightly. He felt that Fang Chuning was sweating too much, and he lost his temper. Xie Jue frowned to check, Fang Chuning held his wrist, "You...you...what are you doing? !"

The two were very close, their noses almost touched, and the temperature inside the bed curtain was a little hot due to Fang Chuning's high fever.

Under the light, Xie Jue's pupils were light, like lake water in the spring breeze, with tiny ripples.

Fang Chuning's heartbeat was very clear at night.

His voice also became hoarse, and he said softly, "You are sweating."

Xie Jue touched the sweat on his hand, and Fang Chuning was stiff all over. He went around the back, his back and waist were hot, and he sweated profusely. Here comes a clean set of underwear.

"It's changed!" When Xie Jue threw the clothes to him, he poured a cup of herbal tea down. Fang Chuning looked at the second young master's slender neck, the Adam's apple rolling, and suddenly felt dry mouth, and do not look at evil, so he grabbed it stiffly. Underwear, I can't hide my thoughts.

Xie Jue said, "Wetting all over your body will make your condition worse. If you change it, you can sleep better."