Chapter 35 Control your father, you must be obedient
When Fang Zhiyue opened his eyes again, he had returned to Jingshui Lane.
He looked at the familiar interior of the room and immediately sat up from the bed.
Unexpectedly, the movement was too violent and pulled the base of the legs, causing the body to freeze in pain.
Last night he was severely bullied by Si Yao again.
I don't know when I lost consciousness.
It took Fang Zhiyue a long time to recover.
He slowly got off the bed, and when he stood on the ground he was shocked to find that he was only wearing a small piece of clothing.
His eyes widened slightly.
Once again, he froze in place.
Just at this moment, Si Yao pushed the door open and walked in with food in his hand.
Fang Zhiyue looked up subconsciously.
When my eyes met hers, I could clearly see that her calm eyes suddenly became deep and unfathomable.
He hurriedly retreated to the bed and quickly wrapped himself in the quilt.
"Where are my clothes?"
Fang Zhiyue turned around and looked around, but didn't find anything nearby.
He could only look at Si Yao with a blushing face.
Si Yao's eyes returned to calmness. He slowly put the food on the table and walked towards him.
The voice was light: "Come here——"
"Yao, Yao Jie'er, where did you put my clothes?"
Fang Zhiyue wrapped himself in the quilt and did not move. He asked again with an embarrassed look.
The blush on her face had already spread behind her ears like the sunset.
Si Yao looked at him.
The same words: "Come here."
This time, she slightly emphasized her tone, with a hint of threat in her voice.
Fang Zhiyue looked at her cold face and knew that this was the last of her patience.
What he had experienced these days had made his fear of Si Yao deep-rooted.
He knew this was her new method of torture.
Fang Zhiyue suppressed his shame and let go of the quilt in his hands, but he couldn't help shedding two tears.
He folded his arms around himself, sat on the edge of the bed, and sobbed a few times: "...Sister Yao, please don't do this to me. I will definitely listen to you from now on and never act like this again."
Si Yao reached out, grabbed his smooth arm and pulled him into his arms.
She forcefully pulled his hands away, not allowing him to hide anything in front of her.
She held him in her arms and walked to the window of the pavilion and sat down. The bright sunlight shone onto the two of them through the slightly opened window.
Fang Zhiyue's little face was filled with panic.
He could only hold his naked body tightly in her arms.
She kept crying, "Go back! Go back to bed! I don't want to stay here."
Why is she such a bastard? What if outsiders see it?
"Sit down—"
Si Yao scolded in a deep voice.
Deliberately expose his entire body to the sun.
He was so embarrassed that his whole body flushed red, like a ripe and plump peach.
A hint of pleasure and excitement flashed quickly in the depths of his eyes.
The feeling of controlling his entire body was extremely addictive to her.
She closed her eyes, hiding the scarlet in her eyes, and regained her composure: "Little father, only if you cooperate with me obediently can you have clothes to wear sooner..."
Hearing her blatant threat, Fang Zhiyue's eyes were full of surprise.
He straightened his back while shedding tears, revealing himself completely to her.
Si Yao admired it quietly for a while.
When Fang Zhiyue thought she was going to let him go.
She said again with a cold face, "Take off your little clothes."
"Yao, Sister Yao..."
Fang Zhiyue looked at her in disbelief, his face turning pale.
Si Yao showed no mercy and said in a more serious tone: "Take it off——"
"No, don't do this to me...lock me up, don't do this to me."
Fang Zhiyue couldn't bear it any longer and burst into tears.
I covered my cheeks with my hands but still couldn't stop the tears from leaking out from between my fingers.
He was crying so hard that he was out of breath and it seemed like he was going to collapse at any moment.
The grievances that had been pent up in my heart for the past few days finally burst out.
Si Yao didn't say anything else, just looked at him quietly, waiting for him to finish crying.
After Fang Zhiyue vented all the grievances in his heart, he had just stopped crying when Si Yao suddenly stood up and carried him back to the bed.
She laid him on the bed and wrapped the covers around him again.
She reached out and wiped the tears from his little face. "The doctor said you've been feeling depressed these past few days. If you don't let it out, it will turn into a serious illness. This is the only way I can use to make you have a good cry."
"You, did you do this on purpose?"
Fang Zhiyue raised his head with sobs.
Si Yao's eyes softened, and his voice was gentle: "Of course I did it on purpose. I know that you are shy and conservative, so how could you treat me like this? Don't cry, little father."
She bent down and took him in her arms again.
Patting his back again and again, as if coaxing a child.
The eyes hidden in the shadows flashed a faint light very quickly.
Fang Zhiyue cried bitterly and suddenly heard these words.
I felt completely dazed and exhausted.
There was no thought in his mind, he just let her hold him obediently.
*
Although I returned to Jingshui Lane as I wished.
Fang Zhiyue still had no chance to step out of the house.
Every night, Si Yao would always pester him, and only leave when the sun was high in the sky, satisfied.
He was never awake during the day.
I don’t know how long this upside-down life lasted.
Fang Zhiyue finally found a chance to catch his breath.
He fell ill again...
At night, Si Yao hugged the hot body in his arms and suddenly opened his eyes.
"Little father, little father——"
She frowned and called out a few times.
Fang Zhiyue opened his eyes drowsily, only to feel uncomfortable because Si Yao was shaking in front of him.
"Sister Yao..."
He opened his mouth and said a few words, then completely closed his eyes and lost consciousness.
Si Yao's heart sank and he quickly asked Shi Qi to find a doctor.
After the doctor came over and took her pulse, she asked anxiously, "Doctor, what's wrong with him? Why did he have a high fever out of nowhere?"
“What a sin!”
The doctor stood up but glared at her.
His tone was somewhat negative. "Even the strongest man can't stand your demands. He lost too much energy and essence, and his body didn't get enough rest, so the accumulation of energy has caused him to become ill."
Si Yao was stunned when he heard that.
It seems that this is the reason that was not expected.
She was silent for a few seconds, then humbly asked, "Then how can I treat him so that his body can be restored to its original state?"
"I'll prescribe two prescriptions for you, one for nourishing your body and one for dietary supplements. You brew the soup for him to drink every day, and slowly he will recover."
I saw that Si Yao still felt a little guilty.
The doctor's attitude improved a lot.
I immediately wrote two prescriptions and gave them to her.
Before leaving, he emphasized, "Remember, don't waste any more of his essence until he's fully recovered, or else he'll be left with a root cause of illness in the future."
"Thank you, doctor."
Si Yao took note and nodded.
Then he asked Shi Qi to send the person away.
She returned to the bed and sat down, looking at Fang Zhiyue, whose face was pale as he lay on the bed.
She reached out and touched his forehead, "You are so delicate."
However, after indulging in pleasure a few times, he fell ill.
For the first time, Si Yao realized Erlang’s fragility.
*
Fang Zhiyue had a confusing dream.
When I opened my eyes, I had forgotten everything.
He was in a trance for a long time before he finally came to his senses.
"Is my little father awake? Come, drink this medicine first."
Si Yao's voice slowly sounded in his ears.
Fang Zhiyue looked over and saw her sitting beside his bed with a bowl of black medicine in her hand.
He immediately shifted his body, "…What's wrong with me?"
Si Yao put the medicine aside first, helped him sit up, and let him lean on her.
Then he picked up the medicine bowl again and put it to his lips, "My father is sick, and the doctor prescribed some medicine. As long as you drink it obediently, you will be fine."
Fang Zhiyue opened his mouth obediently when he heard this.
Drink up the medicine in the bowl.
Before he could complain, Si Yao quickly stuffed a candied fruit into his mouth.
He curled the corners of his lips and smiled, "To wash away the bitterness in your mouth, I prepared this candied fruit specially for my father."
She carefully wiped the remaining juice from the corner of his mouth.
Fang Zhiyue took a sip of the candied fruit uncomfortably, holding it in his mouth without saying a word.
Si Yao put the bowl down, let him lie down again, and tucked the quilt for him: "Don't worry, little father, I won't touch you again during this period of time. It's not too late for us to get close after you recover."
"…real?"
Fang Zhiyue's eyes lit up slightly.
"Um."
Si Yao raised his eyebrows and nodded, adding, "But you have to take your medicine well, and don't act willfully."
"I will take my medicine well."
Fang Zhiyue responded hurriedly.
It seemed as if he was afraid that she would regret it.
He blinked a few times and looked at her seriously: "Don't worry, Sister Yao, I will definitely listen to you."
Si Yao chuckled and nodded again: "Okay..."
"Little father, please take a rest first. I won't disturb you today."
She picked up the empty bowl beside her, stood up and left the house.
For many days after that, Si Yao didn't touch him again, just as she said.
The only thing is that I still have to hold him to sleep every night.
besides……
"Sister Yao, go study. I can dress myself."
Fang Zhiyue held on to the quilt tightly and looked at Si Yao in front of him with a flushed face.
After lying in bed for so many days, he was finally able to get out of bed and walk around today.
Unexpectedly, Si Yao insisted on putting clothes on him.
"Didn't my father say before that he would listen to me? Are you going to go back on your word today?"
Si Yao held the clothes and narrowed his eyes slightly.
His whole body exuded an aura that could not be refused, "Be good, come here, little father doesn't want to make me angry, right?"
As soon as she showed this look, Fang Zhiyue felt a little scared.
I've gotten used to her gentle demeanor these past few days and almost forgot about her moody nature.
Fang Zhiyue didn't dare to refuse again.
I could only loosen the quilt in front of me and move my body slightly.
He was only wearing a small piece of clothing at this time.
Si Yao came over and took out a new piece of clothing from the one in his hand. He said softly, "I asked Xiulang to make this for you. It's the moon white color that Xiaofu likes, and it has a rabbit embroidered on it. I'll change it for you."
As she spoke, she hooked her fingers on the small tie at the back of his neck and gently pulled it open.
Fang Zhiyue sat there with a flushed face.
Let her take off her clothes and put on new ones.
She held him in her arms.
After he put on the small clothes, he put on the middle clothes, outer robe and quilted jacket.
Then she smoothed his long hair and let him step on the thick carpet on the ground.
Fang Zhiyue was like a rag doll in her hands.
He obediently let her knead and flatten him.
"Little father, you are so good."
Si Yao touched the corner of his lips lightly as a reward, and then touched his rosy little face.
Then she took his hand and walked out.
"The sun is shining today. I'm taking my father out to bask in the sun."
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