Chapter 32

Gu Ye half smiles and looks at ah Xing who is in front of him. He knew in his heart that it was impossible to take Qiao Yang back to his home to take care of him.

After all, ah Xing is from the Qiao family. He can't treat him as tough and overbearing as Mo Yu.

Qiao Yang stands shaky, half of his body's center of gravity presses on him, and his voice urges Gu Ye in a vague way: -- Let's go and play the piano at your house. "

Gu Ye holds him and whispers, "it's too late today. How about playing tomorrow?"

Being rejected, Qiao Yang was very dissatisfied, but did not make trouble. He is very quiet, frowning at Gu Ye.

He was drunk and his brain was half awake.

Heart area tired of some emotions can not be said, just want to do some things to vent.

Playing the piano is the best way.

He looked at the person who stopped him unhappily. His lips were slightly thin and his eyes drooped. He looked like he was wronged.

Silent angry appearance, is a completely different him.

Gu Ye Ming knows that he is drunk and making trouble, but he is still soft in his heart.

He likes the man, even drunk are not noisy, more obedient than usual.

Gu Ye raises his hand and caresses his forehead. The hot temperature comes from the palm.

Patient coax him: "you have a fever now, the body is not comfortable, need to rest. Let's play when we're well, OK? "

Wide palm covers the whole forehead, cool touch is very comfortable, Qiao Yang's dissatisfaction expression slightly convergence.

He stopped for a moment and suddenly asked, "can you have a good rest tonight?"

Gu Ye's heart suddenly jerks. He didn't expect that Qiao Yang could still remember playing the piano for him in such a confused situation.

Clearly it was just a lie, a selfish lie that wanted to be alone with him.

He was happy but jealous.

Envy Qiao Yang can be just a friend of the people, can also be so interested.

But also vaguely expected, such a heavy affection person if treats the lover what kind of attitude will be.

Holding the hand of Qiao Yang's arm, slightly tightened, he still coax the child like: "you are well, I can rest at ease, so you have a rest first, eh?"

Qiao Yang seems to be convinced by him, he nodded gently: "good."

Gu Ye's arm goes through Qiao Yang's arm and puts him in his arms. In addition, Qiao Yang's body is weak, and the whole person leans on him in a relaxed way.

In ah Hang's eyes, it's like Gu Ye holding his third young master and two people leaning against each other.

What's more, the conversation between two people sounds so boring.

Where is it like home?

It's closer than friends.

Ah Xing was surprised: is it true that the relationship between the third young master and general manager Gu is so good?

Gu Ye persuades Qiao Yang and orders ah Xing: "Qiao Yang should have a fever. Go to my house and get the thermometer. My assistant is at home."

"Ah?"

Ah hang hesitated.

He was told to do things to his family? Does he want to listen?

Take a look at Qiao Yang's abnormal red face, it really looks like a fever. He was in a hurry: "OK, then, please take care of the third young master first, and I will return immediately."

Then he ran out in a hurry.

Gu Ye remembers the room where Qiao Yang changed his clothes when he came last time.

After ah hang left, he bent down slightly, put his other arm on Qiao Yang's buttocks, lifted Qiao Yang horizontally with a little force, and walked steadily to the bedroom.

The sudden sense of body suspension and weightlessness makes Qiao Yang scream softly. His hands instinctively grasp Gu Ye's arm.

Such a feeling of being held by people is too strange, let a time do not know how to react.

He looks at Gu Ye in amazement and confusion: "you, how do you..."

Gu Ye looks at him, the voice is slow and soft: "you are sick, so you can be more comfortable."

Qiao Yang didn't struggle, his hands tightly clenched the cloth of Gu Ye's arms, and nodded hesitantly: "well."

When he is put on the bedroom bed, he also looks at Gu Ye quietly and seems to be thinking about something.

Qiao Yang's room is very simple, but very neat.

Bed is quilt, pillow is pure light gray tone, looks simple and comfortable, the air occasionally smell the faint fragrance of jasmine, elegant and pleasant, refreshing.

On the wall next to the French window was a desk with only a computer and a few instruments for composing music, as well as an electronic keyboard with various buttons, which took up a little space.

The bookshelf was empty, with only a few music books.

There are not many clothes in the wardrobe. Several suits are hung in the inside, with casual clothes and household clothes in the middle.

Gu Ye turns out a set of grey and white plaid pajamas he wore last time and asks Qiao Yang, "can you change your clothes, or do you want me to change them for you?"

Qiao Yang did not speak, perhaps half lying in a comfortable big bed, strong sleepiness and fatigue came up.He takes the clothes that Gu Ye handed him, crumples them into a ball and holds them in his arms, but he doesn't want to move.

Ah Xing came back at this time, holding a forehead thermometer in his hand. He said, "third young master, take your temperature quickly."

Then he took the handle and aimed at Qiao Yang's forehead.

The red light of forehead thermometer flashed through his eyes. Qiao Yang seemed to think it was a dangerous thing. His confused eyes suddenly became alert.

He hid for a while and glanced at ah Xing coldly. Danfeng's eyes narrowed slightly, and her eyebrows were sharp and sharp. Then came the terrible evil spirit.

Just this one glance made ah hang stop his action and awaken the fear previously dominated by the third young master. He was so scared that his little heart jumped up, took a step back and tried to explain:

"I, I want to take your temperature."

"I'll do it."

Gu Ye takes the thermometer from ah Hang's hand. He sits down beside Qiao Yang's bed. With one hand on his forehead, he says softly, "don't be afraid. Just take your temperature to see if you have a fever, OK?"

The vigilance and sharpness in the eyes are gradually softened and puzzled.

Gu Ye's palms slide down a little, falling from the forehead, covering the man's confused eyes. Blocked the light and the Ewen gun that would make him feel scared.

The other hand quickly raises the thermometer and stays in front of the forehead for a few seconds.

After an electronic prompt tone, the LCD screen shows: 38.9c.

"So high. I really have a fever. What can I do? "

Shocked, ah Xing quickly took out his mobile phone: "I'll contact Mr. Qiao immediately and tell him about the third young master's illness. Let him send a family doctor

When the young master of the family is ill, report it to the master and contact the doctor. This is the most accurate judgment made from the standpoint of ah hang.

Gu Ye's light words stopped ah Xing who was about to make a phone call: "it's so late. Do you want to toss uncle Qiao and them together, and everyone can't have a good rest?"

Ah Xing thought: it seems that I am too moved to fight.

He was embarrassed with his mobile phone: "however, the third young master has a fever."

Gu Ye: "Qiao Yang's current condition is only a fever. The most important thing is to have a rest. Someone will take care of him tonight. I wish nothing else happened

"If you call now, it will only make everyone worry. Mr. Qiao, they brought the doctor here to make trouble. Even Qiao Yang can't have a good rest tonight. "

"This, too."

Ah Xing is embarrassed to grasp his hair. He feels that Gu Ye's words are very reasonable. He asks, "well, what should we do now?"

On the first day of his arrival, if something happened to the third young master, sir, they should not scold him to death.

Gu Ye glances at him with a calm voice:

"Qiao Yang has drunk too much wine, and now he can't take medicine casually. Fortunately, there are no other symptoms at present, so try to use physical cooling first. "

He also told ah hang: "you go to my house again and ask the assistant to find out if there are any antipyretic stickers at home. If not, go out and buy some."

Ah Xing has now fully convinced Gu Ye, and the third young master seems to only let him take care of him.

He nodded and said, "yes, yes."

After taking ah hang away, Gu Ye pulls his pajamas out of Qiao Yang's arms and says in a low voice, "Qiao Yang, change your clothes. It's uncomfortable to sleep in a suit. Besides, it's full of wine. It doesn't smell good, does it?"

Qiao Yang nodded slowly, raised his hand and began to unbutton his suit and shirt.

He was slow and sluggish because of his fatigue and the lethargy of his brain. I can't even untie a tiny button on the top of my shirt.

He tried hard to solve it, but it didn't work.

Finally, he spreads his hands and looks at Gu Ye like a helpless child.

Gu Ye is sitting beside him. He suppresses his voice and deliberately asks him, "do you want me to help you?"

Qiao Yang nods, very natural slightly raised the neck, exposed the curve smooth neck and the shirt button on top.

Gu Ye sits next to him. He reached for the top button of his shirt.

The two people are closer and see more clearly.

Men's facial features, white skin in the dim light at the head of the bed, appears particularly soft.

The smooth hair was also shining in the light, even the thin layer of fluff on the cheek was dyed with a layer of soft faint yellow.

Gu Ye's hands are very big, and he has not untied the buttons for others.

Slightly clumsy fingers in Qiao Yang neck that small space, carefully display.

Look attentive and serious.

Qiao Yang's eyes with some confusion, the brain paralyzed by alcohol can't tell what's going on now.

He only knew that a man much taller than him was taking care of him.

The man is very handsome. When you look down, you can see his tough wrist, his strong arms under his clothes, and his broad chest make him look powerful.But he is very gentle in speech and gentle in action, which makes people want to believe him and rely on him.

Even want to find some comfort from him, to comfort those who let him sad mood.

Men's hands are very cold, fingertips with action from time to time in the hot skin, very comfortable.

Qiao Yang finally can't help but bow his head and rub the softest skin on the back of the man's hand.

Then I rubbed it again.

Like a kitten seeking to be coquettish and comforting, she is good and naughty.

Gu Ye's hand suddenly becomes stiff. He stops all his movements and looks up at Qiao Yang with a slightly surprised look.

Qiao Yang is smiling. Danfeng's eyes are slightly bent down. Her eyes are bright and clear. Her figure is reflected in her pupils.

At the moment, only he is in the eyes of men.

My heart was suddenly clenched and held my breath. It was like being scratched by something, which made him hard to endure some emotions.

It's a long time before Gu Ye breathes out his breath.

He couldn't help but lift his hand, and his fingertips gently stroked the skin on the back of his hand. As expected, it's soft and smooth.

His voice was muffled and hoarse Don't make a fuss. Be good. "

He doesn't dare to do too much action. He knows that people who are drunk have memories. When you wake up, you will slowly remember what happened.

He hoped that Qiao Yang could remember this memory that he had offered to show kindness to him tonight, and that he would understand the hidden meaning of it.

Qiao Yang really did not make any more noise, quietly watched the man untie his clothes, and took off his suit coat and shirt. Just a white vest.

Without the barrier of his coat, the man's body temperature and his own flavor are released around him in an instant. Around Gu Ye, he seems to be immersed in a paradise of only two people. He can't help but breathe deeply.

Under the pure white cotton vest is a man's chest and abdomen contour, slightly thin but not thin.

The exposed arms are covered with a thin layer of muscle, smooth and smooth.

Under the dim light, the man's reddish cheek, white skin, young and energetic body annotate what is called charm.

Because he is half lying on the bed, two visible clavicle connected to the neck, concave two shallow fossa.

If where can hold the red wine, can let lie down to drink the person, sink the life, drunk life.

Gu Ye breathes heavily, and his bright and dark eyes are staggered from under his clavicle.

His hand reached out to the man's waist, and his fingertips were hot and trembling, trying to hook the metal buttons on the man's slender waist.

The moment the belt buckle is touched, Qiao Yang suddenly has a trace of consciousness. There seems to be an automatic warning from his brain.

He immediately sits up straight, his face taut, and his clear eyes stare at Gu Ye's silent resistance.

Gu Ye stops. He retracts his hand, stands up from the bed and takes a few steps back.

Give a man a safe distance and ask him softly, "do you want to come by yourself?"

Qiao Yang nodded, but did not move.

Gu Ye puts his pajamas in his hand, and turns his back to him without looking at him. His voice is soft and hoarse:

"call me when you need help."

Behind him came the sound of getting up, the sound of the metal buckle untied, the sound of pants falling to the ground

Gu Ye stands still, imagining the scenery behind him with his voice.

Until Qiao Yang said, "OK." He just turned around.

Qiao Yang also put on his coat, but his clothes were crooked and twisted, not as neat and neat as he used to be.

Gu Ye smiles and tries to stretch out his hand for him. Qiao Yang doesn't hide this time.

Outside came the sound of ah hang coming back.

He ran back to his bedroom. He was so tired and panting that he raised his antipyretic sticker and said, "Mr. Gu, you don't have this at home. I bought it from the convenience store in the community."

Gu Ye takes over: "I come, you go to have a rest."

"Well."

But where does ah hang dare to rest. He stood aside, wiped his sweat and breathed gently.

He looks at Gu Ye coax the third young master to lie down, and the third young master lies in the bed.

Seeing Gu Ye tear open a white antipyretic sticker and stick it on his forehead, he is still, quiet and obedient.

Seeing that Gu Ye's movements are very light and careful, he carefully flattens the four corners with his fingertips.

The cool sensation from the forehead relieves the hot and dry brain and the headache after drinking. Qiao Yang slowly closed his eyes, as if to sleep in general.

Ah Xing finally breathed a sigh of relief.

He said with a smile: "thank you, Mr. Gu. Thanks for taking care of our third young master here. After that, I'll take care of it. It's too late. It's time for you to go back and have a rest. "

Gu Ye, who was ordered to leave againHe did not stay here all the time to look after Qiao Yang's position and identity.

But he was not willing to leave, the quiet man in bed, every breath, with a huge attraction, attracted him to stay.

He wants to stay by his side, watch him sleep comfortably, and wait for his fever to subside safely.

He glanced at ah Xing, who politely drove him away. He squatted on the edge of Qiao Yang's bed again and asked in a feeble voice:

"Qiao Yang, I'm home. Can you do it alone? Or Want me to take care of you? "

As usual, the voice is slow and gentle, with persuasion and guidance, and a sense of security that people can't help relying on.

Qiao Yang has been sleepy to the extreme, heard his voice, trying to open his eyes, but because he was too sleepy to fully open them.

His heart is empty and he wants to find something to fill in.

At the moment, the gentleness of a man is what he wants to covet.

He didn't want men to leave.

Qiao Yang overcomes the command of his brain to let him sleep, overcomes the soft and weak muscle nerve, reaches out his hand with all his strength and grabs the arm of the man lying on the edge of the bed.

His eyes were half open and half closed, and his voice was vague Can you stay a little longer? "

Finish saying then deep sleep past, loose hand still put on man's sleeve.

Gu Ye chuckles and answers in a low voice, "yes."