The Villain Acts Recklessly [Fast Wear]

Yan Qin took a quick shower, walked out of the bathroom covered in steam, and rummaged through the closet for his coat in the dark.

"Do you have stomach medicine?"

The sudden inquiry made Yan Qin turn his head to look at the source of the sound. Yan Qin turned on the light and found Lin Sui lying on the bed with a pale face.

"I am searching……"

Yan Qin remembered that Qiandeng had prepared a small medicine box for each of their rooms, which contained some commonly used medicines. He had only used cold medicine, so he didn't know if there were stomach medicines in it.

Yan Qin rummaged through boxes and cabinets, took out a medicine box, showed it to Lin Sui, and asked if it was okay.

Lin Sui nodded, and Yan Qin poured him a glass of water.

"Why do you suddenly have a stomachache? Is it because of the hot pot?"

"should be."

"If you can't eat spicy food, don't eat it, and eat Gua Ge's extra spicy dipping sauce, for fear that the pain won't be enough for you?"

Yan Qin didn't understand that at an age, she still couldn't take care of herself, so she still said she wanted to be a mother.

If he wasn't his teammate, he wouldn't bother to care about him. Anyway, this is Yan Xingsen's wife, not his wife, so who cares about him.

Lin Sui swallowed the pills with water, sat halfway on the bed, and waved to Yan Qin.

"What else is there?"

Lin Sui put his hand on the back of Yan Qin's hand, and held Yan Qin's wrist upwards.

The eighteen-year-old boy is just at the age of hot blood, and everything is hot, including the palms.

Yan Qin was shocked by the touch of Weiliang's fingers, and the soft fingers across the back of his hand made him even more uncomfortable. Before he could say anything, he found that Lin Sui had put his hand in front of him.

The summer clothes are light and thin, and the heat reaches the surface of the skin through the fabric.

The discomfort in his stomach was relieved, Lin Sui stretched his brows and eyes, looked at the stupid Yan Qin, and said lazily, "Rub it."

"Why do you want me to rub it for you? You don't have hands yourself!"

Yan Qin was dumbfounded, feeling uncomfortable anywhere.

He was about to withdraw his hand, but at the moment he moved, Lin Sui held down his wrist.

Not just the wrist, Lin Sui's fingertips slid from under the young man's forearm and rested there lightly.

Like a vine that grows and grows by attachment, the piece of Yan Qin's skin that was touched was itchy.

It was indescribable, as if it was a nerve touch coming from under the cortex, a restlessness that couldn't stop the itching even if you stretched out your hand and scratched it hard.

"My hands are cold."

The curled fingers cling to the line of the forearm, as if Yan Qin needs to feel it, to prove that what he said is true.

Yan Qin stood stiffly, feeling that the hand being held had lost consciousness.

"sorry to bother you."

Lin Sui's voice was lazily sleepy, his eyes were squinted, and he was drowsy.

Yan Qin rubbed it mechanically, and belatedly realized something was wrong.

Their relationship hasn't reached that point yet!

How can there be a little mother who asks her stepson to rub her belly for her? This is not Lifan!

Yan Qin quickly withdrew his hand, and the alarm sounded frantically in his brain.

It seemed that he had already stood on the top of Homophobia Mountain, and was about to step down and fall down.

Don't do this kind of thing!

Feeling the disappearance of the heat, Lin Sui lay down on the bed very naturally, and lifted a corner of the quilt.

"You also think it's inconvenient to knead like this, I'm a little sleepy, please lie down and knead for me."

Yan Qin was going to explain the truth to Lin Sui, telling him that he was a straight man, and by the way, criticize him righteously.

This kind of behavior is simply brazen and morally corrupt. Men will be silent and women will cry when they hear it.

Lin Sui looked up at Yan Qin, and asked with a confused expression, "Aren't you coming up?"

Because of physical discomfort and tiredness, the ending of the youth is long and long, like a flower blown by the wind, beautiful and soft and helpless.

Up and up! ! !

Yan Qin's mind froze. Logically speaking, he should take a big step back and said that he would not accept such a trick, but the reality is that his legs seemed out of his control, and he was lying on someone else's bed for no reason.

damn it! damn it! damn it!

Why! what is this!

Yan Qin heard a weak voice in his mind saying: I don't want to go either, but he invited me like that.

Yan Qin was very desperate and fell into a dilemma.

Lin Sui fell asleep on his side in satisfaction, and said, "Remember to turn off the lights."

With a numb expression, Yan Qin went to bed and turned off the lights, hesitating for two seconds whether to go back or not.

Forget it, a man, it's hard to chase after a word, if he lays back on his bed again, Lin Sui and others will chase him.

Forget it, just treat him as an early filial piety.

Thinking so, Yan Qin lay down on Lin Sui's bed again, but he only lay on the edge of the bed, relying on the length of his hands to rub Lin Sui's stomach from a distance.

Hey, Yan Xingsen made money!

Yan Qin originally thought of rubbing for a few minutes before going back to sleep, but smelling the warm fragrance from Lin Sui's body, his mind gradually became confused.

Before going to bed, he was wondering what brand of shampoo and body wash Lin Sui was using. The scent was so pleasant.

Unless she slept very late, Yan Qin usually woke up at seven or eight o'clock the next morning.

When he opened his eyes, he was still a little dazed looking at the ceiling.

How does he remember that the light is not in this position?

Put it on?

A few seconds later, he woke up suddenly, and looked into his arms stiffly.

Before going to bed last night, there was a big distance between him and Lin Sui, so he just stretched out his hand, but now Lin Sui is in his arms.