"Your friend is genuinely concerned about you. Spend more time with him and less time with Xu Ziyu."
Xu Ziyu's fickleness was of no real help to Mo Zechuan. He was always behind the scenes fanning the flames every time they quarreled. Xu Jing felt that he was a very inhuman person.
It seems like Xu Ziyu just can't stand seeing the two of them getting along well, and has to force them to break up. He is extremely annoying.
"Xiao Zhou, Jinxi, aren't you going to be with me anymore?"
Mo Zechuan said aggrievedly, "I'm sick. I have a cold."
"Why are you calling me? Call Dr. Pei."
Mo Zechuan sniffed, his voice tinged with tears. "Jinxi baby, you can't ignore me. I feel bad."
"Where does it hurt?" Xu Jing remembered that except for his butt, there was nothing wrong with him.
He got slapped in the face and his face still hurts.
"I feel sad." Mo Zechuan pressed his face against the screen. If he wasn't in poor health, he would have driven over to ask for a hug.
He was really miserable, both physically and mentally.
"Serves you right." Xu Jing sneered. It was rare to see Mo Zechuan looking so vulnerable and he found it quite novel.
"Okay, go to sleep, you'll be fine tomorrow."
I guess he'll come back to pester me again after he's recovered, which is really worrying.
"Jinxi baby, can you come and stay with me?" Mo Zechuan didn't want to hear his refusal, so he said directly. "I'll ask Hou Ming to pick you up and bring you back tomorrow morning. Is that okay?"
"no."
"I can't do anything to you, and you're afraid I'll eat you?" Mo Zechuan didn't want to admit why he was as helpless and fragile as a nagging woman begging her husband to come home. He just wanted to sleep with his baby by his side; he didn't want to sleep alone in the bed.
"You..." Xu Jing was about to say no, but by chance he glanced at him, his heart trembling, and he subconsciously said, "Okay."
What a sin, what did he promise?
Did you feel soft-hearted when you saw him getting hurt? That shouldn't be the case. It's not like I haven't experienced these things before. Why did you soften your heart so quickly?
After Xu Jing hung up the phone, he slapped himself.
Su Luo was startled and grabbed his hand and scolded him: "You are a singer and dancer, your face is important. Why are you messing with your face for no reason?"
"Nothing, I just feel really bad and my mind isn't clear."
"If you are not sober, hit your head, not your face."
Xu Jing smiled as he put on his clothes, grabbed his phone, and prepared to go out. "Someone check on me and cover for me."
"Go ahead, go ahead. People in love tend to lose their minds easily."
About ten minutes later, a low-key Maybach appeared at the entrance of the community.
After Xu Jing instructed 021 to delete the surveillance footage in the training room, he calmly got into the car.
There is nothing much to talk about with Hou Ming. He is just a qualified driver who takes him to the right place.
But when he got out of the car, Hou Ming gave him a meaningful look that surprised him. "Treat him well."
"Heh." Everyone said that, but who would treat him well? Except for that fool Su Luo, I guess no one would treat him well.
Xu Jing smiled self-deprecatingly and opened the door.
After washing my hands, I went to the master bedroom.
Under the orange light, he lay in the middle of the bed, breathing softly like a fish out of water.
Almost as soon as he opened the door, his eyes fell on the man who came in and never left.
Xu Jing took off his coat and asked, "Have you eaten?"
"No." Mo Zechuan struggled to get up, but Xu Jing pressed him down on the bed. "Be good and lie down. I'll order takeout for you."
"Okay." Mo Zechuan has never lowered the corners of his lips since he saw him.
They had a big fight with red faces not long ago, but now they can still talk calmly. It's great.
"Xiao Zhou." His gaze lingered on the right side of his face, and he was surprised to find that his face had become even redder, even a little swollen. Thinking of how he often hit people without restraint, a hint of guilt crossed his eyes. "Sorry, it hurt."
Come here and rub it for me.
"As for you, you should worry more about yourself." Xu Jing pulled open the quilt, took off his pants, and got into bed.
He took the initiative to hold Mo Zechuan in his arms and carefully touched his forehead. Fortunately, the fever was not serious. "Why are you always sick?"
If a grown man doesn't take good care of himself, you can't expect him to act as a babysitter and take care of him.
Mo Zechuan buried his face deeply in his chest, cherishing the tenderness that only comes from being sick. "I..."
"Don't talk." Xu Jing patted his back gently, soothing his fluctuating emotions like coaxing a child. Finally, he rubbed his head and whispered softly, "Be good, I love you."
"Really?" Mo Zechuan's eyes showed some rare lack of confidence. This didn't sound like something the thorny Xiao Zhou would say. He always felt like he was hallucinating.
Xu Jing held his face and kissed him one by one on his forehead, eyebrows, eyes, nose, and finally stopped on his pale lips.
A lingering kiss brought out all his grievances and dissatisfaction. Touched, his eyes became moist.
Mo Zechuan didn't want to talk, he just wrapped his arms around him tightly and hugged him.
Xiao Zhou, Xiao Zhou...
He called his name over and over in his heart, and at that moment he felt that he had the best thing in the world.
His gentleness belongs only to him, and he is completely his own.
It seemed that only in his arms could he be unbridled and willful, and act wild without restraint, because he was protecting him.
Xiao Zhou is no longer just Xiao Zhou, but a safe haven that can protect and take care of him. It can solve all his problems for him, and support him when he can't hold on, creating a world that belongs to them.
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