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Chapter 39 Borrow a Kiss

After going to the pharmacy to buy plasters for Lin He, Song Qingyao went to the brand store where he bought slippers and chose a pair of comfortable home slippers.Thinking that Lin He hadn't eaten at noon, he packed three dishes and one soup at a nearby Chinese restaurant, and when he got back home to free his hands to press the password, he realized that all the things he brought back were for Lin He.

After opening the door, he put the food bag on the dining table, and heard the movement from the bathroom before entering the kitchen.After he finished washing his hands, Lin He had already walked to the living room, looked at the bag on the dining table and asked, "What's inside?"

"Bought it for you."

Song Qingyao came out with tableware and chopsticks.Lin He was still wearing that nightgown, the hem of which originally only reached the mid-thigh was shrunk up a bit, the belt was also tied loosely, and there was a piece of well-proportioned and strong muscles in the half-open front.

Looking away from his chest, Song Qingyao wanted to go to the balcony to put his clothes in for him to wear, but he stopped him just as he took a step: "Senior, where did you go just now?"

"I'll buy you medicine and food."

"Then why has it been so long?" Lin He lifted his chin and pointed to the clock on the wall, "It's been four and a half hours."

Unexpectedly, he could remember the time so clearly, Song Qingyao asked suspiciously, "You didn't sleep?"

"Sleep for a while." Lin He squeezed his left wrist, inserted his fingers into his five fingers along the arc of the palm and held it, and felt that he wanted to pull it out, so he took a step closer, let go and hugged his arms on his shoulders.

The body in his arms was a little stiff, Lin He said: "Senior, do you know why I hold alcohol so well?"

Song Qingyao didn't answer, Lin He buried his face behind his ear and said, "Because I often can't fall asleep without drinking."

"Drinking alcohol will affect the quality of sleep." Song Qingyao said.

"But I can fall asleep quickly." Lin He smiled, "Actually, I don't drink alcohol and my sleep quality is poor. Do you know why?"

Unable to guess what Lin He really wanted to express, Song Qingyao listened quietly, but Lin He stopped talking, and just let his breath fall next to his ear, the warm air flowed over the tiny hairs on the pinna of the ear regularly, the more If you don't want to care about it, you can feel the existence of Lin He more clearly.

The hands hanging by the sides were lifted up, and just as he was pressing Lin He's waist and was about to exert strength, Lin He kissed his earlobe and retreated voluntarily.

With empty hands, he watched Lin He pull away the chair and sit down, open the bag to eat as if nothing happened just now, and it seemed that there was no need to continue the unfinished topic.

Walking to the balcony, Song Qingyao took the dried clothes back to the bedroom.When he was ironing the shirt collar with the clothes dryer, he stared at the third button of the shirt, his consciousness was a little distracted, and he couldn't help thinking about what Lin He had left to say.

Lin He's medical examination report is very healthy. This habit of relying on alcoholism for sleep should also be a mental or psychological problem. It is difficult to alleviate the problem without finding out the root cause.

The back of his hand was covered with heat. Song Qingyao came back to his senses and found that Lin He came in at some point, and took the clothes dryer from him: "How can you be in a daze while ironing? What if it gets hot? "

After hanging up the steamer, Lin He handed him a bag of plasters and said, "Senior, help me put them on."

Song Qingyao took it and watched Lin He walk to the bed, untie the strap of his nightgown and lie down.

Lin He moved magnanimously. After lying down, he hugged the pillow and didn't move. After waiting for a while, he didn't hear anything. When he looked back, Song Qingyao was standing there holding the plaster, and when he looked over, he looked away.

The corners of his lips curled up, Lin He took the initiative to step down the steps for Song Qingyao: "Aren't you used to seeing me without clothes for a long time, why are you still blushing now?"

Song Qingyao didn't blush at all, but felt a little uncomfortable.He tore open the packing bag and took out the plaster, walked to the edge of the bed and sat down, reminding himself to treat Lin He as a normal patient, and stretched out his hand to lift the hem of the bathrobe.

It's one thing to think about it, but quite another to actually see it.Especially Lin He's buttocks are upturned enough, and the curvature protrudes domineeringly, making it difficult for him not to touch it when he posted it.After finally sticking it on the lumbar spine and tailbone, he glanced at Lin He's previously injured thigh, and saw that the bruises were almost gone, so he pulled the quilt over Lin He's lower body, turned around and tidied it up Rubbish.

"Senior," Lin He turned his head, "I'm still very sleepy, can you sleep with me for a while?"

There is still some time before getting up in the evening. Before Song Qingyao refused, Lin He said seriously: "Being by your side can make me relax, and I promise not to do anything. I will be on duty at night, and it is impossible to drink now."

Stretching out his fingers to pinch his sleeve, Lin He looked into his eyes: "Senior, okay?"

Staring at the ray of light coming from the crack in the curtain at the corner, Song Qingyao felt that his mind was becoming more and more unconscious.

Sighing in his heart, he turned his head and glanced back. Most of Lin He's face was buried in the pillow, and he fell asleep after lying down for a few minutes. , hanging loosely.

Turning back to his side, Song Qingyao closed his eyes, blocking out the disturbing light from the window.A warm quilt is the easiest way to relax a person's will, not to mention there is a hug behind him.Gradually, he also relaxed. Feeling sleepy, he touched the mobile phone on the bedside table to set the alarm clock.

When the alarm bell rang in the evening, just when he was sleepy, he rang the bell to push the people around him. After pushing Lin He twice, he didn't move, so he opened his eyes and tried to sit up. At this moment, Lin He turned around and came back. He squinted his eyes and looked at him, and stretched out his arms and pulled him back into his arms.

Burying his cheek on the side of his neck and taking a deep breath, Lin He said in a hoarse voice, "Senior, sleeping with you is so comfortable, I don't even want to get up."

Song Qingyao also felt that the bed sharing the body temperature made people not want to move, but Lin He would be late if he didn't get up, so he stretched his arms around his waist and sat up: "Don't stay in bed, if you don't wash up, you will be late."

Lin He didn't respond, and wrapped his arms around his waist again, this time he buried his face behind his waist and rubbed it, and when he wasn't paying attention, he lifted the hem of his jacket and kissed him on his waist.

Song Qingyao immediately stretched his hand behind, Lin He smiled and avoided, lifted the quilt and said, "Senior, why does that body wash smell milky when you use it on your body?"

Song Qingyao asked: "What milk fragrance?"

With his chin resting on his shoulder, Lin He took the opportunity to steal a kiss on his lips, and said after getting off the bed, "I don't know how to describe it."

He pulled on his slippers and walked towards the door. When Lin He opened the door, he added, "It's the smell of milk."

When Lin He went out to wash up, Song Qingyao raised his arm and smelled the inside of his arm, but he didn't smell the smell that Lin He said.He turned his head and lifted the hem of his clothes, the part of his waist where he was kissed was a little red, he couldn't smell that part, but he always felt that Lin He was fooling him.

It was obviously the fragrance of freesia, and after a day of volatilization, it was almost unscented.

After washing and changing his clothes, Lin He put on his watch and walked to the living room. Seeing the light on in the kitchen, he walked over. When he saw the person whose back was facing him, the "senior" that was about to say was suppressed back in his throat.

Song Qingyao was wearing a plain apron, leaning against the sink to pick the leaves of water spinach.

Lin He had never seen such a domestic side of him, so he couldn't help leaning on the kitchen door frame to look around.His eyes slipped from the back of his neck all the way to his waist, and when he saw the waistline and buttocks restrained by the belt of the apron, his throat tightened for a while, and he simply stepped forward to hug him from behind, and leaned into his warm ear and said :"I'm going to work."

Looking down at the arms in front of him, Song Qingyao stretched out his hands into the sink to rinse them clean, and pulled out of Lin He's embrace by pulling a tissue on the wall: "Is your waist better?"

"It's better," Lin He smiled, "The plaster you bought is very good."

Song Qingyao nodded: "That's good, then drive my car."

Putting his hands in his coat pockets, Lin He said, "Can I come over to rest tomorrow? I was with you just now, and I fell asleep quickly without drinking, and I didn't have any nightmares."

"Nightmare?"

"Well, often."

"What is it about?"

"It's related to what happened when I was a child." Lin He raised his wrist to look at the time, "If you don't leave, you won't be able to make it in time for Sister Tang's request. Senior, I'll leave first, and I'll tell you when I come back tomorrow."

Before Song Qingyao could answer, Lin He went to the porch to change his shoes.Song Qingyao followed him out and saw him skillfully opening one side of the shoe cabinet to take out his shoes, and then sat on the triangular stool he would sit on every day. After changing, he stretched out his hand to open the door, put his fingertips on the doorknob, and then stopped.

"Senior," Lin He turned his back to Song Qingyao, "Can I borrow something from you and return it to you tomorrow."

Song Qingyao said, "Okay, what do you want to borrow?"

Letting go of the doorknob with his fingers, Lin He turned around, took a step closer to Song Qingyao, and lowered his head to press a kiss on his lips.

The feeling of the lips touching was a bit unreal. Song Qingyao watched the person in front of him suddenly approach and leave, and smiled dimpled at him: "I borrowed it, and I will return it to you when I come back tomorrow. I'm leaving."

When the door was opened and closed, it brought a slight wind, and when the corner of the sub-brown clothes disappeared behind the door, Song Qingyao's body swayed to the right and leaned against the wall.

His lips still had the feeling of touch just now. He stared at the pair of slippers that belonged exclusively to Lin He at his feet for a long time but couldn't take his eyes off. He didn't close his eyes until he heard the illusion of a heartbeat coming from the depths of his mind. , raised his hands to cover his hot ears.