Beloved Marriage in High Society

Meng's eyes trembled in Yan Sui's gentle kiss. Before he closed them, he opened his eyes again. With a little novelty in his eyes, he lifted up a little and rubbed Yan Sui's cheek. Yan Sui's face turned away, and Meng's lips also wiped his lips.

It was too fast, too light and too sudden, which almost made people feel that the kiss was an illusion. Yan Sui took a deep breath and pressed Meng's head back with one finger. He also pressed his heart, which was suddenly out of rhythm, to some degree out of control.

Meng's eyes are as pure as before, but Yan Sui's forehead kiss and careless rubbing make him find a way to express intimacy better than hugging.

"When I'm ready, I'll kiss you again. I'm sick and can't infect you."

Meng Bi murmured in a low voice, and then he slowly closed his eyes. He was sick. Just now, he was very tired. He was held by Yan Sui and surrounded by the feeling of warmth and security. Soon, he fell asleep.

Yan Sui stares at Meng Bi's face for a long time. After he is sure that he is asleep, he reaches out and caresses his lips. After so long, the soft touch is still clearly engraved in his brain. His eyes are darkening and his ears are reddish. The impact of this kiss on him is beyond expectation.

His eyes moved away from Meng's lips, and then he reached out and rubbed his frown. With heartache, those agitated emotions disappeared. He continued to watch by the bedside for a while, then came downstairs to find Li Yi, and then talked about Meng Zhen's situation with Li Yi.

"It's hard to do..." Sick and can not take medicine, this is a cold boil most can be good, but in the future if the birth of other diseases, can not be able to survive.

"You can think of a way for me to contact some psychiatrists. I'll see you first."

He needs to know more about the situation, but Meng's situation can not be urgent at all.

"Western medicine can't be taken, try Chinese medicine?"

Looking at Yan Sui's frown, Li Yi gave him some advice. Generally speaking, he seldom recommends traditional Chinese medicine to people who study western medicine, but Meng Yi can't help it.

"Why don't you try medicated food? I learned it from the old lady." Wang Ma suddenly put in a word. She just saw Meng Yu and felt that he needed to make up for it. Yan Sui's grandmother, who had passed away, made a wonderful herbal diet. She followed suit and learned a lot.

"Well," Yan Sui thought of Meng's delicious appearance, and thought the proposal was feasible.

Wang Ma goes to work, Xiao Bo sends Li Yi back. Yan Sui sits in the living room for a while, then goes back to the room and continues to guard Meng Yi.

He moved to the notebook computer, sitting on the sofa beside the bed to work, a look can see Meng Yi.

And he continued to snore and fall asleep. As he said, when he fell asleep, he was indeed very good and did not move much, but his eyebrows were slightly locked and he did not sleep well.

At about five o'clock, Yan Sui put down his computer and came forward. He pulled down the quilt that covered Meng's chin. He reached out and rubbed his hair. "Wake up, eat something and sleep again."

Meng's eyes opened slowly. After the restoration of Qingming, he slowly sat up and leaned against Yan Sui's arms. His voice was astringent, with a little sadness and frustration, "I have died many times."

Meng Yi is telling the truth, but it is too difficult for Yan Sui to believe and understand his feelings. He only thinks that he has a nightmare, "what can you say? You are not here for me."

He patted Meng on the back, trying to make him feel better, "do you want to eat in the room, or eat with me downstairs?"

"Downstairs. I want to be with you." He reluctantly rubbed Yan Sui. Thinking that he could be with Yan Sui in the future, his mood gradually became clear. At night, he had to let Yan Sui hold him for a while.

Yan Sui opened Meng's luggage, changed him into a light clothes, and took him to the indoor bathroom to wash. Only then did he lead people down the stairs. However, Meng Yan had not been taken care of in his two life.

He thought he looked at Yan Sui quietly, as if he was a little annoyed, and he would stop him in time. However, Yan Sui's movements were not very skilled, but he did not show any impatience from the beginning to the end, or in other words, he began to enjoy it.

Two people hand in hand down, let Wang Ma and Xiao Bo can't help but look at more, but immediately they brought the dishes.

"If you don't sit down and eat together, Yan Sui and I can't finish eating so many dishes."

The long table was half full. He and Yan Sui could not finish eating without eating. Besides, he was still sick, which would affect some of his appetite.

"Xiao Bo, Wang Ma, sit down and eat together."

Yan Sui usually only has breakfast at home, but he doesn't mind if they eat together. There are not many opportunities like this. There is nothing wrong with Meng's proposal. After a little hesitation, Wang Ma and Xiao Bo came and sat down.

It's nothing for them to eat together. If he wan is there, they will never be like this.

Meng Xuan is sitting on Yan Sui's left hand side. He opens the drug poison in front of him and carefully looks at Meng's reaction. "This is the medicinal food prepared by Wang ma. You can see if you can eat it. Don't be forced to eat it."

Meng Bi came close to smell, and then narrowed his eyes, "good fragrance."Xiao Bo and Wang Ma, who looked as serious as each other, immediately relaxed. Wang Ma hung up a kind smile and said, "I like to eat more. That's all I can do."

Meng Yi picked up the spoon and swept away his eyes. Everyone was staring at him. His eyes were staring at a circle, "have you started to eat?"

"Eat it," Yan Sui couldn't help but pick up his chopsticks and pick up some pieces of meat and vegetables to Meng's plate. Then he ate it himself.

Meng Yi finally drank the medicated food prepared by Wang's mother into her mouth. She smelled some medicine, but it was not difficult to drink. He drank several spoonfuls and then began to eat.

Sui didn't have to wait for half of the dishes, so he didn't have to wait for the dishes.

Although Xiao Bo and Wang Ma didn't give him vegetables, they were not difficult to feel. This kind of food was completely different from that in Meng's old house, and it was also different from eating alone.

He swallowed the food in his mouth and looked at Yan Sui, who was still calm as a mountain. "When I get well, I'll give you a clip."

Meng Yi didn't know how to be good to a person, but now that someone treats him well, he can follow suit. How can Yan Sui treat him well, he is the same.

Meng's eyebrows and eyes are crooked, and his tone is solemn. Yan Sui nods his head gently, and the corners of his mouth rise again.

Meng Yan's eyes on the table, and then looked back at Yan Sui, "I want that eggplant, with rice is particularly delicious."

"Good," Yan Sui got up and stretched out his arm. He took a big chopstick to Meng, and he ate half a bowl of rice.

When he was about to eat the fourth bowl of rice, Yan Sui stopped, "there are medicinal meals in the evening. Don't eat too much."

Meng Yan rubbed his stomach. He was really full, but there was still some juice left in the plate of eggplant. He thought it was a pity to throw it away, but he had not figured out how to tell Yan Sui. Yan Sui said again.

"Another half bowl."

"Well." Meng Yan immediately smiles at Yan Sui, and asks Yan Sui to change his decision because he knows he will smile at him like this.

It's not surprising that a 17-year-old boy eats three or four bowls of rice for dinner. Even if he is still sick, both Wang Ma and Xiao Bo are particularly satisfied. Their liking for Meng Yu has increased linearly. What a lovely and well fed child he is.

Meng Bi, who is full, is almost half paralyzed on the sofa in the living room. He squints his eyes and holds his stomach. However, he enjoys the feeling of being full of food. He likes Yan Sui who gives him enough food.

Yan Sui comes over, and before he starts to say anything, Meng Shen leans forward and hugs his waist. His hairy head is close to his stomach. Yan Sui reaches out and rubs it. He almost forgets what he is going to say.

A moment later, Yan Sui said, "let's go for a walk, and I'll show you around."

"Good," Meng's cheek rubbed against his suit, and then let go. He looked up at Yan Sui, and Yan Sui also extended his hand to him. His eyes moved from Yan Sui's face to his outstretched hand.

Meng Xuan did not hesitate any more. He put his right hand on the palm of his open hand and was held by him. Then he held it back. It was a natural action, but in fact it was very unusual, both for Meng and Yan Sui.

"You can't sit down when you're full."

Although Meng's face is full of satisfaction, it is very lovely, but this is not good for his health, he also needs to take care of him.

Meng Yi nodded his head and then looked at Yan Sui with expectation. "Can we all walk together after that?"

"Well, together," Yan Sui's Yu Guang swept to Meng Bi. It was something he had never thought of before to have such a person accompany him to walk until he was old. But looking at Meng at this time, he felt good, or expected.

But there are still some reservations, after all Meng is too young and their future is too long. How long will he be willing to accompany him.

Meng Yi suddenly stops, and Yan Sui stops to look at him.

"Yan Sui."

"Well?"

"I've figured it out."

The sight of the night light is only enough for them to see each other clearly, but it is enough.

"You say I'm a baby because you like me, don't you?" Meng thinks to go, still feel that he does not have the quality of treasure, but Yan Sui still said so definitely, it can only be so.

He likes him. He is not a treasure in the eyes of outsiders, but Yan Sui's.

"Meng Sui said," he took the corner of his mouth, too

In other words, I like you, too.