Chapter 11: The warmth before the end of the world

Holding Fang Hao's hand without hesitation, He Zizhong took him into a taxi.
"Where to go?" Fang Hao was puzzled as he made a call with a calm face, and temporarily reserved a room.
Hanging up, He Zizhong was in a good mood and joked with him: "Our honeymoon is not over yet."
Fang Hao Dajiu lowered his head. Yes, in the past few days, the two of them are shopping in the morning, diving in the afternoon, and eating big meals and famous local snacks in the evening. He Zizhong was unwell at night...
In addition to pulling his own hands and occasionally cuddling...The closest time he was when he kissed his face, although for a couple who had just decided on a relationship, this speed was acceptable. But... but if the senior wants...
Fang Hao blushed immediately and bowed his head silently decided, after a while he would wash himself well, then...then...the seniors can do whatever they want!
As the car drove all the way north, He Zizhong looked at the neon lights that gradually lit up outside the window, and tightened his fingers entangled with his fingers. After daybreak, all of this will eventually cease to exist. Fortunately, he still has him.
When the two arrived at the hot spring hotel, just after six o'clock in the evening, they checked in and their stomachs were basically empty.
Out of safety considerations, He Zizhong decided not to go out for dinner tonight, and it is best not to go to the open-air hot spring, and simply settle in the room.
Directly order a good meal at the customer service office and let them deliver it in half an hour. The two received the key and went straight upstairs.
The floor-to-ceiling windows of the room are facing the city, with a good view. You can observe the situation with a telescope tomorrow morning.
The room is very clean, well, I need to check if there is a camera...
He Zizhong checked the hidden corners of the room to prevent sneak shots with cameras.
Fang Hao looked at the kingsize bed in the bedroom and took a deep breath.
This is not a double room on the island of n city before, but a couple room!
That's right, I haven't confirmed the relationship between myself and the senior before going to N City, and now...
Pat your face, this is an important step after confirming the relationship, you must work hard tonight! Let the seniors not regret finding this...the little virgin who hasn't done anything yet!
After they got acquainted with the environment and put away their own things, the room service delivered dinner.
Although it is a weekend, only some mandarin ducks and friends who are partying in the hotel come here to spend the weekend, not many people.
The quality of the food in the hotel is obviously average, and the craftsmanship cannot be compared to Fang Hao’s loving feast, nor can it compare to the previous meals in city n—where they are near the sea, and the cooking level is not to mention, at least the freshness is absolutely perfect.
After eating, the tableware was taken away, Fang Hao asked in a low voice, "Senior, should you take a bath first?"
Think about what you will face tomorrow, it is indeed better to rest early today. He Zi nodded in focus and walked into the bathroom with his pajamas.
It is said that hot spring water is used in the bathroom, which has various benefits for the skin. He Zizhong didn't have the patience to take a bath, so he took a shower and came out.
Lying on the bed while tuned the TV channel, while thinking about the next day's actions, thinking of the key points, he simply took the phone to write and draw.
After finishing this, I went to another anonymous mobile phone card. In a huge forum, I sent out the doomsday notice that I had compiled a while ago. After posting the post, I took out the mobile phone card, broke it, and discarded it.
Fang Hao took an extraordinarily slow bath today, and an hour had passed by the time He Zi recovered.
You won't get dizzy anymore
He put on his shoes and hurried to the bathroom door. By coincidence, the bathroom door was opened from inside.
"Senior..."
Fang Hao looks a little different in normal times, perhaps because of the hot springs. His cheeks are red, his eyes are misty, his chestnut hair is half-dry, and the mouth of the yukata is slightly open. You can see the white and tender inside. The skin has a pink light.
"You..." He Zizhong suddenly felt a little dry.
The person in front of him suddenly took a step forward and pressed into his arms. He wrapped his arms around his waist, rubbed some of his hot cheeks against his chest, rubbed off his bathrobe, and touched his chest-the skin on his face was very thin, tender, and slippery.
"I, I have cleaned up..."
He Zizhong was stunned for a moment before he understood the meaning of his voice as low as a mosquito, and cleaned up... this fool, he took what he said in his car seriously!
He Zizhong couldn't laugh or cry for a while, but now, how can he shrink back when the arrow is on the string? ! Don't hurt Fang Hao's self-esteem. God knows what kind of mood this fool is holding in...cleaning it up alone.
He hugged his waist with his backhand and led him toward the bedroom. Fang Hao staggered a bit, but he walked in firmly with He Zizhong's pace. He liked him, loved him, loved him for many years, even longer than He Zizhong knew.
Therefore, whenever he wants himself, Fang Hao is willing to give it to him unconditionally. What's more, after meeting him again, he was more perfect than he remembered.
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Fang Hao was lying on the bed with his feet together. Because of tension, his feet were rubbing against each other unconsciously.
His cheeks were almost burning, but he still looked at the man who was leaning toward him.
Looking at his wet eyes, He Zizhong leaned down and gently kissed his eyes, cheeks, nose and lips.
The soft lips make people involuntarily immersed in it, prying open the lips, the tongue is nostalgic on the shell teeth, a small tongue sticks out, awkwardly catering to oneself.
The person under him raised his hands, hugged him, and gently stroked his chest and back.
He Zizhong hugged him into his arms, put his hand into his bathrobe, stroked his hot body, raised his lips slightly, and kissed his face, eyes, nose, forehead...
wrong!
"You have a fever!" He Zizhong affirmed, pressing his forehead against Fang Hao.
"Huh?" Fang Hao, who was still immersed in He Zizhong's enthusiasm, blinked in confusion.
He Zi sighed heavily, put his head against his forehead with a wry smile, and said each word: "You have a fever."
Fang Hao opened his mouth for a while, not knowing what to say, he raised his hand and touched his forehead...it seemed to be a little hot?
"Little idiot, don't you feel dizzy?" He Zizhong is not a saint. He was completely hooked out of the fire when he kissed him just now. Seeing that he was still blindfolded, he tapped on his head.
"...I thought... was kissed by you..." Fang Hao lowered his head, feeling aggrieved. For the first time in his life, he made such preparations, but he was unable to proceed because of his sudden fever... Want to die!
"You..." He Zizhong was also forgotten by him before. Most of the abilities will have a fever tonight, as is Xu Lili in her previous life. Fang Hao also has supernatural powers, and he has a rare healing ability. He must have a fever tonight.
Just now, I was only concerned about the beauty, and almost went wrong. But who would have thought that this kid would provoke people so attractive? ! Even Dai Jun's skillful seduce was not as attractive as him!
"Senior... I'm sorry..."
A low voice came from his ear, with a trace of hoarse laziness, which made He Zizhong's heart tremble.
"How can this be to blame? It's not that you want to be sick?" He held him in his arms and pulled the quilt, "I'll get you medicine... The hospital is full these days, I'm afraid that if you take you there, I will pass it on. Other diseases."
Fang Hao shook his head vigorously: "I'm fine, but I feel a little bit burnt, just take medicine."
He took out the fever-reducing medicine and mineral water, and He Zizhong helped him take it. Although the medicine had no effect on the fever of the supernatural power, he was afraid that Wanfang Hao had a fever because of the supernatural power? Take some medicine and feel at ease.
After twelve o'clock, one stove turned into two. It was obvious that the two did not do any vigorous exercise at night, but now they were sweaty as if they had fought for hundreds of rounds, and they didn't get better until dawn.
Fang Hao woke up first, blinked in confusion, and found himself sleeping in someone's arms. The two did not sleep well because they had a fever all night. When they hugged each other, they rubbed left and right. The straps of the pajamas were already loose. At this moment, there is basically no difference between wearing them and not wearing them.
Fang Hao didn't even wear the inner inner wall before going out of the bathroom for someone's convenience (...) last night. At the moment, the whole person was fruitful... He was lying in He Zizhong's arms with sweat.
He Zizhong is wearing underwear, but his pajamas are already flying, and he is not much different from Guozhe.
"Hmm..." The hoarse voice overflowed from He Zizhong's mouth, successfully making Fang Hao, who failed to hook up last night, blush again. The eyes were drawn over and over on He Zizhong's face, lips, and nose.
This man is the one he has liked for so many years... Now, he is finally with himself...
"Is it still burning?" He Zizhong opened his eyes and saw Fang Haozheng looking at him in a daze.
"Ah? Oh... it doesn't seem to burn anymore." Fang Hao shook his head quickly.
He gave him a helpless look, He Zizhong conjured a thermometer and stuffed it under his armpit.
Sure enough, it doesn't burn anymore, then he should already have the ability.
He Zizhong secretly breathed a sigh of relief, and sadly reminded him that his own abilities would not be triggered until six full months! It's too cheating!
"Come on, go take a hot bath... Ah, drink some water before going." The two sweated so much last night that He Zizhong was afraid that he would become dehydrated when he entered the bathroom.
Fang Hao nodded obediently: "Senior, shall we go to the hot spring at night?"
He Zizhong nodded silently, and apologized in his heart-I am afraid that for a long time in the future, not to mention the hot springs, even taking a bath outside will become difficult.
The water vapor in the bathroom was dim, and He Zizhong stood in front of the French window in the living room, holding a pair of binoculars in his hand.
Several stumbling figures walked on the road, and some people who hadn't noticed a crisis passed by and were thrown down by the suddenly crazy figure. The blood is all over the floor and the flesh is separated.
Before the gnawed people wait for their flesh and blood to be eaten by the predators, they will become the "their" kind, slowly climbing up, and staggering to the former kind.