Surprise! Whose little green tea is 1.9 meters tall?

Chapter 210 Say you love me

I replaced the wet towel on my forehead with a new one, which was cool and very comfortable.

But what made him feel even more comfortable was the familiar scent of lavender and lemon leaves.

He likes this taste, always has.

Chi Qinghe was in a daze, and seemed to see Sui Sui appear beside him.

Clumsily taking care of him.

Chi Qinghe gave a defenseless smile.

"I like... you..."

Gong Huasui paused while twisting the towel.

"I like it..."

The long-awaited confession finally appeared, but it did not belong to him.

Gong Huasui's heart was so bitter that it seemed to be rotten. The word "like" was like a heavy hammer, knocking on his soul and body cruelly and romantically.

Broken into pieces, rotting all over the ground.

Gong Huasui closed his lips tightly, trying his best to suppress the blood and energy surging in his throat.

Now he has become so self-deprecating that he doesn't even have the courage to reply "I like you too".

He remained silent as he replaced the towel on the young man's forehead with a new one, then picked up the basin and went to the bathroom to change the water.

The bathroom was not far away and the door was thin. Gong Huasui had just turned off the faucet when the young man's confused murmurs turned the corner and floated into his ears.

"I bought you a lot of perfumes. I also wrote down the recipes. When I get better, I'll make them for you. You'll like them."

"As for the rings, I've drawn a stack of designs. I'm not sure which one you like, so I'll draw them all for you when the time comes, and then make them for you one by one."

"You like gems."

"Ruby, sapphire, emerald, cat's eye, padparadscha, paraiba, tourmaline, agate, chalcedony..."

Chi Qinghe was unusually talkative. When he read out the names of gemstones, he would pause after each word, just like reading out the names of dishes.

Judging from his posture, he might not give up until all the gems are read out.

Gong Huasui was afraid that Chi Qinghe's throat would feel uncomfortable, so he prepared to force him to mute his microphone.

As soon as he raised his hand, Chi Qinghe changed the subject.

"Buy them all. Anyway, everything looks good on you."

Gong Huasui's hands froze in mid-air, his entire body seemed frozen there, unable to move, even his breathing slowed down.

I knew clearly that those words were not directed at him.

Knowing clearly that the person in front of her has someone else, she will no longer look at him.

But he was still greedy and put himself into a false shell, naturally transferring Qinghe's preference for Wenson to himself.

I will wait.

Wait until you break up with him.

Wait for the seat next to you to become available.

Wait until you turn your eyes back to me.

Qinghe...

No matter how long it takes, I will always choose you.

He moved a small stool and moved closer, using his eyes to depict the young man's facial features inch by inch.

Five years have passed, Qinghe has become more handsome, and there must be more people chasing him.

But he was never with Qinghe.

I can’t take care of him when he’s sick, I can’t cook for him when he’s hungry, I can’t comfort him when he’s sad…

Wenson did it for him, so they were together.

Gong Huasui raised the corners of his lips bitterly, feeling that God was unfair to him.

Why can Wenson come to this world with Qinghe?

And he... is just an ordinary person. He can neither go to Qinghe's world nor guess when his lover will come back. He can only wait and wait.

willingly.

Devoted and devoted...

"咚咚-"

There was a knock on the door and the bodyguard came with medicine.

Gong Huasui wiped his face roughly and went to the door to get medicine.

When he came back, he brought a kettle.

The water in the cup had gotten cold, so he added hot water. After making sure it wasn't too hot, he bent down.

With her left hand supporting Chi Qinghe's shoulders and her right hand supporting his back, she slowly helped him sit up, her movements so careful, as if she was holding a beloved, cracked piece of celadon.

"Take medicine."

Chi Qinghe was exhausted and leaned listlessly on Gong Huasui's chest. He felt the round little pill on his lips and licked it.

bitter.

Don't refuse at first.

Gong Huasui stared stiffly at the wetness on his fingertips and cleared his throat in a cowardly manner.

He hesitated for half a second, but decided to peel a new pill. He licked the pill and put it into his pocket like a treasure.

Peaceful.

mine.

As long as it is about Chi Qinghe, Gong Huasui will become easily satisfied.

By hiding the small pill, he could forget the pain he had suffered during the day and continue to feed Chi Qinghe the medicine happily.

Perhaps because he was unfamiliar with the procedure, his movements were much gentler than Vinson's. He fed the medicine like he was feeding candy. He felt that a patient with a fever so high that only instinct remained would voluntarily swallow the bitter pills.

But the fact is, Chi Qinghe's face was full of resistance, he pursed his lips and refused to let the pill enter his mouth.

"Qinghe, you will get better only after taking the medicine." Gong Huasui was anxious and helpless.

Whether awake or confused, medicine is always a minefield for Chi Qinghe.

He doesn't like taking medicine, he never has.

"Don't eat!"

Chi Qinghe turned his head back jokingly and leaned into Gong Huasui's arms.

In an instant, his nostrils were filled with the rich and pleasant aroma of lavender and lemon leaves. He subconsciously wanted to get closer. He raised his arms, hugged the waist of the person next to him tightly, and rubbed against her happily. It felt cold and cool, like ice cream.

Thinking about it, he opened his mouth and took a bite.

"Um..."

Gong Huasui groaned, the scorching heat coming through his thin clothes. When he spoke again, the last words trembled, his tone was both restrained and unbearable.

"Can't bite."

Chi Qinghe understood but seemed not to understand. His teeth knocked against Gong Huasui's collarbone. It took him a long time to react before he slowly loosened his teeth.

Disappointment flashed across Gong Huasui's eyes, but the next second, he felt a wet and hot touch on his Adam's apple.

Qinghe... is licking him!

It’s still such a sensitive position.

Gong Huasui's blood was boiling, and an unknown heat was running rampant in his body, disrupting his breathing rhythm. He clenched his fists, and his veins were bulging with endurance.

"no……"

Chi Qinghe struggled to analyze the sound above his head, but his brain was like a paste and couldn't move at all. He simply ignored it and followed his instinct to continue diving into the familiar fragrance.

The arm moved two centimeters outward and touched another pair of hands.

Not noticing the other person's stiffness at all, she took his hand, intertwined their fingers, and asked in a sticky voice.

"Am I dreaming..."

After waiting for a long time, he didn't hear any answer and his brows furrowed.

At this moment, a hoarse and low voice sounded in my ears, so soft, so soft that it seemed just an illusion.

"It's not a dream."

Gong Huasui felt like he was a dark rat in a stinking ditch, unable to see the light of day.

As long as he didn't cross the line, he could still control the love overflowing in his heart and keep them within the scope of ordinary friends.

Once the line is crossed, there are no longer any so-called moral principles, only greedy and despicable behaviors.

He held Chi Qinghe's hand tightly, as if holding his whole world, and persuaded him gently.

"Qinghe, say it again, I like it."

"I like... you..."

Gong Huasui's eyes suddenly darkened, and a tingling sensation ran up his spine, burning away the little remaining consciousness in his brain.

His Adam's apple slid twice, and he took the young man's hand and brought it close to his lips, spraying the hot and ambiguous breath on the young man's fingertips.

"say you Love Me."

"……you love me……"

The smile on Gong Huasui's lips froze, and after ten seconds, he responded in a hoarse voice.

"Well, I love you."