Chapter 33: After you get sick, I will take care of you

Qiao Yang asked Gu Ye to stay. Although it was a drunk talk, that was also the order of the young master.
A line:...
What should he do now?
Gu Ye just took care of the Third Young Master very carefully, and the relationship between the Third Young Master and him seemed very good. But he couldn't put an outsider in San Young Master's house all night.
Don't say it to Mr. Gu, and don't worry.
He grabbed a small head in annoyance, and asked Gu Ye after discussing it generally: "Then, then we both are here to guard?"
After speaking, he pulled a chair and sat down on the head of the bed, staring at them with big eyes.
Gu Ye:...
The paradise belonging to him was broken into by outsiders, which disturbed his tranquility and comfort.
What was even more uncomfortable was that the breath of a man he wanted to monopolize would be smelled by another man.
When he was thinking about how to drive people out, the sound of the door being opened came from outside.
It was Mo Yu who came back with a half-length guitar on his back.
Standing in the hallway, he looked at the two men coming out of Qiao Yang's room in surprise, and asked three times:
"Who are you? Why are you here, President Gu? What about Qiao Yang?"
Axing made a booing gesture with him, and explained in a low voice, "Are you Mr. Mo Yu? I am Axing from the Qiao family's old house. Mr. Qiao sent me to take care of your lives."
"Young Master San had a fever after drinking. Mr. Gu was here to help take care of him just now."
"Qiao Yang is sick? Is it serious?"
Mo Yu asked worriedly.
He quickly put down the guitar and wanted to see Qiao Yang's situation, but Gu Ye blocked the way.
Gu Ye looked at him lightly: "It's just that I was drunk, caught a cold, and now I'm asleep, so don't disturb him."
Mo Yu:...
He is extremely possessive of this Gu Ye, who always regards him as his love rival, has nothing to say.
He asked Ah Xing, "Is Qiao Yang seriously ill?"
Axing: "Currently, there are no other symptoms except fever. And the third young master said before going to bed to let Mr. Gu stay here, so..."
He glanced at Gu Ye and explained to Mo Yu with some embarrassment.
In Axing's eyes, Mo Yu was a friend who lived with Qiao Yang. And today he heard that Mr. Qiao and Young Master praised Mo Yu as being very good.
So he automatically attributed Mo Yu as his own.
Mo Yu roughly understood, and he persuaded Axing: "It's not early, you go and rest first, Qiao Yang has me and Mr. Gu."
Axing: "But..."
Mo Yu smiled: "Qiao Yang and we are all friends, and it's a habit to take care of each other when we live together."
"You're fine while you are here, so go and rest. Tomorrow you have to do things with your help."
"The innermost bedroom is empty. You go to sleep tonight."
"Hey, good."
Ah Xing is indeed very sleepy: "Then, if there is anything you want me to get up."
After Axing left, Gu Ye in the living room looked at Mo Yu lightly. He didn't need to say anything, Mo Yu could understand what he meant.
But he can't compromise either.
Ah Xing was not relieved that Gu Ye looked at Qiao Yang and regarded him as a guest, and felt inappropriate.
But he knew that Gu Ye liked Qiao Yang, but he didn't directly confess. Is exhausting gentle means to capture Qiao Yang's heart.
Qiao Yang did have a good impression of Gu Ye, and even relied on it a little, but he didn't like it.
Under this circumstance, he would not rest assured that he would put Gu Ye in Qiao Yang's room where he was sleeping without warning.
After all, Gu Ye is terrible.
He said: "Mr. Gu, you can stay in Qiaoyang's bedroom, but you can't close the door. I will stay in the living room tonight, and I will go in and see if there is any movement Qiao Yang."
The silent pressure from Gu Ye made him feel guilty and scared, but the tone of his support also contained some kind of warning.
The meaning is clear: Before Qiao Yang didn't like you, don't think about taking the opportunity to do anything to Qiao Yang.
Gu Ye looked at him indifferently, and said in a low voice, "You can't imagine how much I value him."
"That's good."
Mo Yu's tight body was slightly relaxed, and cold sweat appeared on the palms of his hands.
He continued: "Also, thank you Mr. Gu for helping me arrange a new residence. I will move in these few days."
Gu Ye missed a sentence: "They are all friends, so they should."
After speaking, he turned and left.
The door to the room cannot be closed, and there is a night watchman outside. But this space finally belongs to two people.
Gu Ye turned off the bedside lamp, and the room plunged into darkness and silence. The only sound that can be heard is the man's even and steady breathing.
After adapting to the darkness of the room, the light spilled in from the open bedroom door to write about the light in the living room, allowing him to see clearly the man's sleeping face.
The face of Qingjun buried between the pillow and the quilt became more white and soft. He closed his eyes tightly, and his long and narrow eyes had a nice arc.
Just frowned, it means that he is not very comfortable sleeping.
Gu Ye sat gently in front of his bed, rubbing around the temples on both sides of the man with his index finger, his brows gradually eased and opened with his gentle force.
His sleeping face became more calm and serene, and the people who looked at him also showed a peaceful and soft smile.
Gu Ye couldn't help but gently rubbed the back of his hand against the man's Qingjun's face, and then slid across his cheek, past the slightly opened thin lips.
There was a soft, moist touch on the back of the hand, like being gently kissed.
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When Qiao Yang woke up, it was dawn. The faint light of alternating day and night spilled into the bedroom through the gap of the curtain.
He snorted uncomfortably, stretched out his hand to rub his sore temple, frowned and turned to sit up.
When recalling what happened yesterday, a low, soft voice sounded beside him: "Are you awake?"
Qiao Yang turned his head and looked over and saw the man sitting on the chair by the bed. The room is dim, and the light from the tablet screen in the man's hand shines on his handsome face.
I can see the concerned look and soft smile in those nice peach blossom eyes more clearly.
Qiao Yang looked around the room and was confused for a while before asking, "Gu Ye? Why are you here with me?"
Gu Ye sat in a chair, looked at him and said, "You had a fever when you came back last night, and you said you want me to stay here with you."
Then he smiled and asked: "Why, if you run out of me, forget me?"
Qiao Yang:? ? ?
Did he let Gu Ye stay and take care of him?
His memory stayed after the Qiao family banquet, when he insisted on coming back, Qiao Jin sent Ahang to send him back.
After that...
There are only sporadic fragments in the brain, and the pain is so full, I can't remember too much.
Gu Ye came over: "Don't think about it, come, take your temperature first."
While Qiao Yang wore his messy hair and was still frowning in contemplation, Gu Ye covered his eyes with one palm, and his eyes were dark.
It's just that the wide, warm and soft palm, and the inexplicable familiarity made him feel at ease.
Let him forget the reaction.
After an electronic sound, the palm covering the eyes was removed.
Gu Ye looked at the thermometer's display with a natural expression, and his tone was flat: "37.8c, it's okay, it's a bit backed out than last night. Isn't it comfortable now?"
Qiao Yang was tempted by him and replied in a dazed manner: "...I have a headache, and my stomach is uncomfortable."
Gu Ye: "Want to eat?"
Qiao Yang shook his head.
Gu Ye: "I will pour you a glass of water first."
After the person left, the room fell silent, and Qiao Yang slowly had time to think.
So, after he came back from Qiao's house last night, he developed a fever, and then did Gu Ye take care of him all night?
In the living room, Mo Yu saw Gu Ye go to the kitchen to pour water and knew that Qiao Yang was awake.
He walked in quickly, looked at Qiao Yang sitting in front of the bed, and asked worriedly: "How are you? Are you better?"
"Don't worry, I'm fine."
Qiao Yang was still trying to remember what happened last night. He asked, "What happened last night? Why was Gu Ye here?"
Mo Yu: "I don't know too well. When I came back, Axing said that you were drunk and had a fever."
"Also...you want Mr. Gu to stay."
Qiao Yang:...
He really let Gu Ye stay here.
Mo Yu said to him: "I wanted to persuade you a long time ago. I will drink less bars in the future to hurt my body more."
Qiao Yang sighed: "Well, I will try my best to control it."
But it is not always controlled.
Gu Ye brought in a glass of warm water and a glass of warmed milk. He passed the warm water to Qiao Yang first: "Drink some first."
Then he squinted at Mo Yu.
Mo Yu stood up wittily and said, "I don't worry if I see you are okay. I'll go to sleep for a while and you talk."
The water temperature is adjusted just right, and the warmth is warm, moisturizing the dry throat and alleviating the discomfort of the stomach.
Just after Qiao Yang finished drinking, a cup of hot milk was stuffed into his hands, which was warmer than the water, and it was just enough to warm his stomach in his arms.
Qiao Yang didn't drink, he leaned on the bedside and said apologetically: "Sorry, I made you not rested last night."
Gu Ye raised the tablet in his hand: "It's okay, I often stay up late. I just have to deal with some things."
"Mainly you had a bad fever last night, plus I'm afraid something will happen in the middle of the night after drinking."
He curled his lips again, slightly disgusted: "Moreover, the Ah Xing you brought back doesn't look like he can take care of others."
Mo Yu passing by in front of the bedroom:...
Gu Ye, a man who can still blow his pillow.
Qiao Yang smiled and said, "Thank you, Gu Ye. Don't worry about me if you encounter this in the future, I will take care of myself."
He looked at Gu Ye with sincere gratitude in his eyes.
Gu Ye wanted to rub his messy head, but still held back.
He looked indifferent and said, "You are welcome, maybe I will need your help that day. It's still early, do I need to take a rest?"
Qiao Yang drank the milk in the cup, put down the cup, and patted Gu Ye's arm with a smile.
"Thank you brother, it's still dark, you should go home and sleep for a while, I'm fine."
He saw Gu Ye slowly say, "Okay."
At the moment when Gu Ye turned and left and was about to step out of the bedroom, Qiao Yang suddenly had a trace of nostalgia. He couldn't help calling him: "Hey"
The man turned around and looked at him with a little doubt: "What's the matter?"
Qiao Yang was at a loss: What would you do to stop Gu Ye?
He stopped for several seconds before he said: "...It's okay, me, I will go to your house to play the piano for you tonight."
Gu Ye smiled and nodded: "Okay."
Qiao Yang got into the bed again, a cup of warm water and hot milk soothed the discomfort of the body and brain, and gradually weakened.
Close my eyes and slowly recall, the memory of last night is revived a little bit, and replayed in the brain like a movie.
He remembered that he was going to Gu Ye's house to play the piano, so Gu Ye patiently coaxed him.
Hug him back to the room and change his clothes, during which he rubbed the back of Gu Ye's hand...
And when he was wearing pants, Gu Ye waited quietly with his back to him, and smoothed the ruffled clothes he was wearing, coaxed him to sleep, and covered him with a quilt.
And his last yell: Can you stay a while?
He especially remembered the mood at the time, the same nostalgia as before.
It's just that a drunk person can speak truth, but a sober person hesitates.
The sad mood was swept away, replaced by another kind of satisfaction that filled the mind.
He took out his mobile phone and sent a message to Gu Ye:
[I remember everything last night. 】
Gu Ye, who had just washed, took his cell phone, and when he saw this sentence, his pupils opened slightly, and he became nervous.
Does Qiao Yang remember him holding him?
Remember he changed his clothes?
Do you remember his intimate actions?
What would he think?
Immediately after the second message was sent over: [No thanks to friends. After you get sick, I will take care of you too! 】
Hold the phone firmly and slowly loosen it.
Gu Ye smiled, helplessly.
This was the first time in his life that he patiently took care of a man, the first time he undressed him, the first time he had intimate contact with him.
This man regarded him for the first time so many times as a caring for his friends.
The third message was sent: [Are you still going to the company this weekend? There are several kinds of scented teas to help you sleep well. How about drinking tea and playing piano at your house? 】
Gu Ye laughed again, he laughed so easily that he could be satisfied.
He replied: [At home all day, you can come anytime. 】