Zerg Writer

Fang Qingci was so tenderly hugged by Ling Xun, his heart suddenly became softer, and he touched his auricle lightly with his lips, and whispered: "Sorry, I was too impulsive just now. Did it hurt you?"

Ling Xun's voice was a little dumb: "No, it doesn't matter."

Fang Qingci also stretched out his hands to hug Ai Chong's waist and leaned his head on his shoulder, feeling full of heart: "Aren't you angry with me?"

Ling Xun touched his hair with his lips: "I will never be angry with you."

Fang Qingci exhaled a long breath, feeling that there was no need to ask what had happened before: "Then, are we reconciled?"

Ling Xun looked down at the top of his hair with complicated eyes: "Fang Qingci, do you love me?"

"I love you." Fang Qingci replied immediately, "in this world, I only love you."

Ling Xun was silent when he heard the words, and then the gloominess in his eyes quickly receded. After a while, he tightened his hands and hugged the baby in his arms.

"We are reconciled, will you no longer avoid me?" Fang Qingci raised his head to look at Ai Chong.

Ling Xun nodded: "Well, we are all right."

Fang Qingci finally laughed openly, arching his head on the beloved insect's chest: "That's great, I'm so happy, we won't be awkward anymore, okay?"

Ling Xun looked at him dozingly, and said, "Okay."

Fang Qingci thought that he could finally spend a few days comfortable, and he was in the mood to think of code words. But things are unpredictable!

When he opened his eyes the next day, he was still a little scared, afraid to see that around him was empty again. In an instant, seeing the face of Ai Chong by the pillow, he immediately became happy. But the joy was not gone, and the abnormality was immediately discovered.

Ai Chong's blush was all over, very unusually red.

Fang Qingci felt tight, stretched out his hand and touched it, the tentacles were hot, and the love bug had a fever.

"Baby, baby, how do you feel?" He shook Ling Xun's shoulder gently.

Ling Xun opened his eyes in a daze, and said, "I should go to the military..."

"Which military headquarters to go to, you are sick!"

Ling Xun seemed to be a little confused, glanced at Fang Qingci, and said, "What do you want to eat in the morning? I'll make it for you right away..."

"Also make a wool..." Fang Qingci was confused by the love bug, "Does his head hurt? What else is uncomfortable?"

Ling Xun thought about it seriously before saying: "My head is dizzy, and my body hurts everywhere."

When I have a fever, I do feel pain in my body, but it may also be because I was too rough last night. Fang Qingci felt distressed, holding the hot hand of Ai Chong, and said: "Shall we go to the hospital?"

When Ling Xun had a fever, it seemed that his personality had changed. He pouted and said, "Don't go to the hospital!"

Fang Qingci was so cute by the love bug that he wanted all the stars in the sky to be picked off, let alone not going to the hospital? "Okay, don't go now, but if you still do this at night, then you must go."

Ling Xun nodded: "Okay."

There was a fever-reducing powder at home, Fang Qingci took hot water and brought it over, and said to Ai Chong, "Baby, sit up and take the medicine."

Ling Xun sat up obediently, waited for Fang Qingci to pass the medicine bowl over, but did not answer. A pair of jet-black eyes looked at him, and the child said the same: "I want you to feed me."

Hey, I'm so careful, I'm going to be cute... Fang Qingci nodded again and again: "Okay, I'll feed you..."

Holding the medicine bowl and feeding the sweet granules to the baby worms one by one, Fang Qingci smiled like an idiot, very wretched.

After feeding the medicine, Fang Qingci asked, "What do you want to eat?"

Ling Xun thought for a while with a serious expression again, and then said, "I want to eat porridge."

"What kind of porridge? White porridge is not good, it has no nutrition."

"Then mushroom chicken porridge."

"Okay, I'll do it for you now." Fang Qingci looked at his beloved worm with a smile, and felt that he couldn't see enough. It's so cute to lie on the bed and wait for the beloved insects to feed. Compared with him who is usually dignified and decent and sometimes a little bit shy, he has a different kind of charm.

It's a pity that he can only be seen when he is sick. If you can watch more... God bless my family to love insects and be healthy, and don't get sick again.

Fang Qingci let the love insect lie down, carefully tucked the quilt for him, then got up and left, and went to the kitchen downstairs to make mushroom chicken porridge for love insect.

The rice used is golden yellow millet, and the porridge produced is particularly fragrant and more nutritious than rice.

When the rice is fragrant and the soup thickens, add the finely chopped chicken paste and stir.

After cooking for a while, add chopped white mushrooms to increase the umami and aroma.

After cooking for a while, add a little salt, and then a handful of green onions, and the aroma suddenly becomes rich.

Scooping out a bowl of porridge, smelling the fragrance, Fang Qingci nodded with satisfaction: "Yes, that's good." He took a spoonful and tasted it. It was slightly light, but it was full of fresh fragrance, which is very suitable for the current beloved insects. .

Carrying the porridge into the bedroom, Fang Qingci took out a spoonful of porridge and blew it without waiting for the love insect to ask, and smiled at the love insect: "Open your mouth, I'll feed you."

Ling Xun opened his mouth obediently, waiting to feed him. That little appearance was so clever, he asked Fang Qingci to look at it, and he just loved it too much.

After eating a bowl of porridge, Fang Qingci picked up the handkerchief and gently wiped the love insect's mouth. Ling Xun glanced at him, slowly leaning his head on his shoulder, and stopped moving.

This is a move that Ling Xun would never make. In the past, it was Fang Qingci.

Fang Qingci slowly stroked Ai Chong's fluffy head, whispering in his ear: "I'll be acting like a baby, eh?"

Ling Xun simply stretched out his hands, hugged his waist, rubbed his head against his shoulder: "Don't you like it?"

Fang Qing smiled lowly: "I like it very much."

I really like it, I like it so much. I want to turn him into a little one, hold it in my arms, and carry it with me.

He sometimes feels strange, how could he like a person so much, no, a bug? It hurts to like it.

In the evening, Ling Xun's fever subsided. Fang Qingci was relieved and didn't plan to take him to the hospital.

Ling Xun was wrapped in the quilt, only one head was exposed, and his eyes were staring at him for an instant, reluctant to blink, looking very cute.

Fang Qingci turned on the desk lamp, let the warm orange light shine on the bedside and the beloved bug, smiled and asked, "What am I doing?"

Ling Xun immediately replied: "Look at my baby so beautiful."

Fang Qingci couldn't help laughing, and walked over to stroke his hair: "My baby is also beautiful, the best in the world."

Ling Xun looked at him deeply and asked softly: "Will you always love me?"

"meeting."

"Will it never change?"

"Will not."

After answering this sentence, Fang Qingci lowered his head and kissed him, and then asked: "Where about you, will you always love me?"

Ling Xun looked at him and replied, "Even if I lie in the grave, I still love you."

After hearing what he said, Fang Qingci's heart seemed to be pinched by a hand, sore, soft, and painful. The eye sockets are also a bit hot.

"Don't talk about graves anymore, I don't like it."

"Well, good." Ling Xun obediently agreed.

Touched his forehead, the temperature is already normal. Fang Qingci said again: "The two meals today are porridge. It's time to eat something decently tonight. What do you want to eat?"

Ling Xun thought for a while and said, "I want to eat strawberry cake."

Fang Qingci smiled and said, "This is not a serious dinner."

"I just want to eat this..." After having a fever, with a somewhat low-pitched voice, he acted coquettishly, simply invincible.

Fang Qing raised his hand and surrendered: "Okay, I'll do it now. Let me say yes, I don't know how to make cakes. If it doesn't taste good, don't blame me."

"As long as you make it, I can eat it even if it tastes bad."

Fang Qingci smiled and left the bedroom to make cakes. Ling Xun watched him leave, then wrapped the quilt tightly around him and looked at the ceiling.

That's it, indulge yourself once! Such gentle pampering, such sweet happiness, I really want to bury my head and drown in it!

Never, never, no one pampered himself like him. He has always been sensible, obedient, and a child of other people. But in fact, he also wants to be unconditionally spoiled, stomping for this and that, Sapo rolls around, and then gets everything he wants.

Just because I know I can't get it, I never ask for it. But this does not mean that he does not want it.

Just, just want to be loved...

The frozen corner of his heart was shrouded in his tender affection and gradually turned into a river of spring water. The shadow of childhood seems to be dissipating.

How fortunate to be able to meet you in this life. Isn't it, this has consumed all my luck?

It was raining outside.

It was completely dark, and the chill was getting thicker.

But in his heart, it was warm as spring.

The corners of his mouth turned up involuntarily, and he couldn't help humming a song that I had heard my baby sing: "The bells in the distance echoed in the rain, and we held hands under the eaves to listen to it. I imagine the wedding in the church. It was held to bless us. I walked from the mud to the beautiful scenery all the way, and I am used to finding courage in each other’s eyes. I’m so tired that I will always want to kiss you, so I can forget the hardships..." (from the song agreement)

The door was gently pushed open, he walked in with the aroma of strawberries and cream, and smiled softly: "Baby, the cake is here! As expected, you can finally enter it. Come, eat it while it's hot ."

It was still raining, it was cold outside, but it was warm in the house. The whole room is filled with the sweet aroma of strawberries and cream, which is the taste of love.

He remembered that day, the first time he saw him. His smile opened his heart.

From then on, he is his happiness, and he is also his consummation.

Because of you, there is nothing to ask for.