quickly transmigration bl : cute devil

Arc 9. 14 : He has bipolar disorder

Qing Yun put down the piano in his hand and walked straight to the bedroom.

Before he opened the door of the bedroom, the angry man ran out. When he saw Qingyun, he stared at him like Chagang. He stubbornly asked, "Where have you been?"

Nothing was scared by the man's appearance. Qingyun untied his coat and replied: "Is it back to home, didn't you send a text message to you?"

"Where have you been!" But the man did not seem to listen to his answer at all. He only obsessed with the thoughts in his heart, stubbornly repeating this sentence.

As soon as he looked at the man's state, Qing Yun sighed. He leaned over the man's neck and asked, "What happened? Did you miss me?"

He said, he held the man's back and kissed the man's lips.

Wei Changxiu was shocked by the touch on his lips, but after returning to God, he still asked Qing Yun’s whereabouts. He seemed to ask a question that had been hidden in his soul and caused him to be bothered. Come out in general.

Looking at the stubborn man like a child, Qing Yun did not know why, a heart is full of connivance and sadness, he did not answer the man's words, just constantly kissed him, with his own lips to give a man comfort.

The family doctor of the Wei family saw that the state of Wei Changxiu had not improved. He was afraid that he would hurt Qingyun, so he took the tranquilizer.

Qingyun Yuguang, who is kissing a man, sees a bright needle, his brow wrinkles, and his long white fingers directly block the past, indicating that the doctor should not inject drugs into men.

After all, drugs have no effect on the wounds in the man's soul.

Seeing the white fingers touched the sharp needles, the Guardian repaired the pupils and shrank, and the anger burst out suddenly, but it was against the family doctor.

"Get out!"

If the family doctor did not hide quickly, Wei Changxiu almost reached his foot.

In a protective posture, Qingyun was tightly held in his arms. Wei’s attention was completely transferred to Qingyun’s finger. He kept asking: “Is there any injury? Is there any injury?”

The man carefully examined every finger of the boy in his arms and kissed the teenager's fingertips in close detail.

Despite this state, Wei Changxiu still remembers clearly how much his little feathers love music and how much he likes the violin. For a violinist, this hand is the most precious treasure in the world.

The finger to Chen Yu is not good-looking. Although it is soft, there are still some small scars on the fingertips, which causes obstacles to his usual string. Moreover, his fingers are of different lengths. The left hand of the Guardian's left hand has **** that are slightly deformed and slender.

This is the result of excessive practice in childhood.

With the lips and tongue feeling the tiny scars on the juvenile fingers, the state of Wei Chang repair slowly stabilized. In his eyes, he recovered his Qingming. The first sentence he opened was Qi Qingyun: "Don’t do such a dangerous thing in the future, what if it hurts?"

Now Wei Changxiu will no longer persuade Qingyun to leave himself because of his illness, because he knows that he will never hurt his little feathers at any time.

The two quietly together, the night has come, and the midsummer humming makes the scene inside the house more warm.

Qingyun leaned on the man's arms and bowed down to write and draw on the music book.