sbdcsierra 21 The Beautiful Doctor's Autistic Lover 20
21 The Beautiful Doctor's Autistic Lover 20
They didn't talk for long. Nanfeng was afraid that the young master would be hungry, so he took the tablet and ordered a few dishes, all of which were Shen Junhuai's favorites.
Han Sheng whispered in Mu Yu's ear, "As expected, no matter how many thousands of years it has been, the boss is still so hypocritical."
Mu Yu nudged him in the stomach with his elbow, signaling him to be quiet and stop talking nonsense, lest he be thrown into purgatory by Nan Feng.
Nan Feng patted Shen Junhuai's back, and when others looked at him, he pointed to the earphones on his ears.
Shen Junhuai knew they were done talking so he took off his headphones.
"Hmm? Sorry for the long wait, Huaibao," Nanfeng said lovingly.
Shen Junhuai shook his head and looked at Mu Yu and the others. "Hello, my name is Shen Junhuai." His voice was soft and polite.
Mu Yu felt that they were being rude and should have introduced themselves as soon as they came in. "Greetings to Master Shen. My name is Mu Yu. I've seen you in the hospital before. This is Han Sheng, my lover."
"Hello, Master... Master Shen" Han Sheng changed his words in time, and then showed a sunny smile, a little silly, the contrast was huge
Shen Junhuai nodded and said nothing. He always behaved politely to outsiders and would not speak again. However, he was a little curious about whether these two people with different personalities were in a relationship. Looking at their private little actions, he felt a little envious for some reason.
The food was served quickly, along with 8+1. After all, it was an 8+1 restaurant, so it would be a shame not to have some.
Nanfeng didn't drink because he had to drive soon. Shen Junhuai was not feeling well and wanted to drink but Nanfeng didn't allow him to. The two people opposite him didn't say anything. What's the relationship?
Shen Junhuai glanced at the two people who were eating by themselves, then tugged at the corner of Nanfeng's clothes.
Nanfeng usually eats little and is drinking water now. "What's wrong, Huaibao?" he asked in a low voice.
Shen Junhuai carefully glanced at Mu Yu and the others, and seeing that they were talking and not paying attention to him, he leaned close to Nan Feng's ear and whispered softly, "Nan Nan, do you want to drink?"
Soft lips brushed past, the sound entered the ear with an itch, the breath sprayed on the ear, Nan Feng coughed lightly to suppress the thoughts that should not be there at this time
"Do you really want to drink?" Nan Feng lowered his eyes to look at the hand holding the corner of his clothes. It looked really nice. It would look even better if it held something else.
Shen Junhuai nodded. He had never been exposed to these things since he was a child because of his illness, but the 9 smelled a bit tempting and he wanted to try it.
Nan Feng couldn't refuse Shen Junhuai, especially Shen Junhuai who was acting like a spoiled child to him. He opened a bottle and poured half a cup into the glass and handed it to the eager little master.
The alcohol content is not high, but the mellow taste makes people want to drink another cup, but the aftereffect is a bit strong
Shen Junhuai held the cup with both hands and took a sip. His eyes lit up, and he took another sip. Soon the cup was empty.
After drinking, he licked his rosy lips and looked at the south wind eagerly.
Nan Feng really couldn't stand such a look, so he had to pour him another half cup and said, "You can't drink anymore, dear."
Shen Junhuai nodded, holding his cup and drinking it in small sips. He looked so cute, like a kitten that made people want to rub it.
Mu Yu propped up his chin and looked at Shen Junhuai. "I didn't expect that kind of person to become so likable now. No wonder the adults like him so much."
Han Sheng's mouth was full and his cheeks were bulging. He blinked when he heard Mu Yu's words and looked at Shen Junhuai who was swallowing the food. "It's similar to before, but also different. After all, the boss has always been partial to him. His heart has been tilted to the top of the snow mountain."
Mu Yu glared at the way he ate, and helplessly took out a handkerchief to wipe the greasy glisten from his mouth. "Whether it's a human or a god, the heart itself doesn't grow in the middle, and partiality is normal."
Han Sheng enjoyed the service with peace of mind, "I know, I know, Yuyu is most partial to me~"
Mu Yu reached out and gently scratched the tip of his nose. "Han Xiaosheng, if you can usually refrain from making me angry, that would be the greatest partiality you can show me."
The two people's conversation was very quiet. Nanfeng heard it but ignored it. The drunkard was a little drunk at the moment and naturally couldn't hear it.
Nanfeng put the wine aside to prevent the drunkard from touching it. As a result, Shen Junhuai grabbed the cup he had just drunk from and drank it in one gulp. He was so generous that he thought they were sworn brothers.
"Nannan, Nannan" Shen Junhuai only called Nanfeng when he was drunk. His face was red, and there was a hint of drunkenness in the corners of his eyes. He looked a little confused.
Nan Feng put his arm around his slender waist and held his hand in his palm. "You can't drink much, but you still want to drink. You really love both food and drink. Can you go home and have a baby?"
"Home? Go home, go home" When the drunkard heard the word "home", he finally stopped asking for wine and wanted to go home.
Nan Feng agreed, released Shen Junhuai's hand, smoothed the hair that was blocking his eyes to the side, and then a pair of hands came around his waist.
Shen Jun hugged Nan Feng's waist, put his face on his neck, closed his eyes and muttered "Go home, Nan Nan"
Nan Feng rubbed his head and said, "Well, let's go home and say hello to Mu Yu, okay?"
Shen Junhuai rubbed Nanfeng's neck, raised his hand and waved it symbolically, then continued to hold Nanfeng tightly.
Nanfeng picked him up directly. Shen Junhuai habitually raised his hands to circle Nanfeng's neck and found a comfortable place for himself to close his eyes.
Mu Yu stood up and opened the door for them. "Go through the side door. The car will drive through for you. There aren't many people over there."
Han Sheng also came over and said, "Boss, I'm sorry..." I have been holding it in all night.
Nanfeng glanced at him, his eyes finally no longer cold, nodded, and left with the person in his arms.
When Nanfeng had disappeared from their sight with the person in his arms, Mu Yu finally spoke, "Okay, Han Xiaosheng, don't be dejected. We will do what he asked us to do, which is the best apology. We all know that he doesn't blame us, he just never let himself go."
Han Sheng hugged Mu Yu from behind and said, "Well, I know, but Yu Yu, I almost lost you too. I was very scared." His voice was low and tired, without any trace of the silly look he had just had.
Mu Yu sighed. It was not up to anyone to decide who was right or wrong.
Not far from the box, a man was hiding in the dark. His face was unclear but he was watching this place all the time. On his bony wrist was a red bracelet with a silver bell. When the man raised his hand, a tiny bell rang.
Mu Yu looked over there warily, but the person had already left, there was nothing there, as if no one had ever stayed there.
Nanfeng drove home. The person in the passenger seat was very quiet. Even though he was drunk, he was still very well behaved and didn't make any noise. He closed his eyes and seemed to be asleep.
Open the passenger door, unbuckle the seat belt, and Nanfeng picks the person up. The weather is a bit cold, and the person in his arms shivers and shrinks himself.
He quickly carried the man into the house and closed the door to isolate the cold air outside. Nanfeng put the man on the shoe cabinet in the entrance hall and supported him with his hands to prevent him from falling. He changed his own shoes first, and then changed the drunkard's shoes.
At this time, Shen Junhuai opened his eyes, still hazy, "Nannan, are we home yet?"
Nan Feng hummed, picked up Shen Junhuai who had opened his eyes and walked upstairs.
Shen Junhuai did not speak, but stared at Nanfeng with his confused eyes.
Pushing open the bedroom door, Nanfeng carried the person to the sofa and sat him down first. "Huaibao, I'm going to run the bath water. You sit here for a while and wait for me to come over."
Shen Junhuai tried hard to hear clearly, but he could only hear Nanfeng's thin lips opening and closing, and he couldn't hear what he was saying at all.
Nanfeng thought Shen Junhuai understood because he didn't move, so he got up and went to the bathroom.
After cleaning the bathtub and filling it with water, a warm body touched his back, and a pair of hands wrapped around his waist and clasped them tightly.
Nan Feng raised his hand and patted the back of his waist. "What's wrong? Are you feeling uncomfortable? I'll ask the servant to make you some hangover soup."
The person behind him was silent, rubbing his back with his face like a spoiled child.
Nan Feng thought it was funny. "What's wrong? You've turned into a little cat and are acting like a spoiled child. I'm almost done with the water. Why don't you take a bath and go to bed later?"
Always like this, coaxing a child
Nan Feng didn't get a response, so he was a little worried. He held Shen Junhuai's wrist and turned around. He lowered his head to meet his affectionate eyes, and his heart skipped a beat.
"Nannan, I feel bad," Shen Junhuai said softly.
Nan Feng took a deep breath and suppressed the restlessness in his heart. "I'll make you some hangover soup. The water is ready. Huai Bao, you wash first."
But the hand around his waist was tightly wrapped around him, and Nanfeng didn't dare to force him to let go. He was a little surprised that the young master couldn't carry anything with his shoulders or hands, so how could he be so strong at this time?
"Huaibao?" Nanfeng asked doubtfully.
But Shen Junhuai just ignored him. Nanfeng raised his hand and used the back of his hand to feel the temperature of his forehead. It wasn't hot, but his face was very red. He must be getting too excited.
"Hmm..." Nan Feng was about to speak when his mouth was blocked.
Unlike the previous superficial exchanges, it is an in-depth exchange, chasing back and forth, without any rules and unfamiliarity, but with a unique flavor.
Nan Feng was a little out of control. He raised his hands to hold the young master's waist and lowered his head to try to teach a drunkard how to deep kiss. It was effective...
"Hiss" Shen Junhuai bit Nanfeng's lower lip and didn't let go until he tasted the rust.
Nan Feng raised his head, reached out and touched his broken lips, and laughed angrily, "Shen Junhuai, are you a puppy?"
It was the first time a man called her by her full name, and it was so fierce. The drunk breathed rapidly, his mouth pursed, his eyes reddened, and tears filled his eyes with condemnation, "Nannan, you are fierce!"
Nan Feng was helpless. He was the one who was injured, so why was this little ancestor crying? "Okay, okay, I'll be fierce, Huai Bao, take a bath by yourself, and I'll make you some hangover soup as an apology, okay?"
This time the drunkard finally gave way. Nanfeng rubbed his head and went downstairs to the kitchen.
He returned with the hangover soup and opened the door. The scene before him almost killed Nanfeng.
In the room, Shen Junhuai was only wearing a shirt of Nanfeng that he found in the closet. The loose shirt had a unique charm on him.
He unbuttoned a few buttons, revealing his delicate collarbone. The two red (cherry) on the front of his shirt, which was soaked by water droplets, were faintly visible, showing an inadvertent X/// feeling.
He has a slender and well-proportioned figure. The hem of his shirt just covers his buttocks, but still allows people to feel the outline of his buttocks. His legs are straight and strong.
Nanfeng felt that he was bewitched, but the bewitched person was wiping his hair with an innocent look on his face. When he saw Nanfeng coming in, he smiled brightly, like the bright moon.
What a lifespan...
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Do you like today's plot? Hehe, I like it anyway. It was written very carefully. Please don't kick me into the dark room! I'm afraid of the dark.