Fan Yetao took out a small notebook half the size of a palm from his arms, which read "Instructions for Love (1)".

After saying that, he lowered his head and flipped through the pages quietly.

When you see that you don’t understand, your thick black eyebrows will frown slightly.

He was too focused on seeing that he didn't even notice He Mingqiu's twitching fingers.

…

"Boom--"

Thunder penetrated the windows and resounded in the room, breaking the quiet and peaceful atmosphere in the room.

The sound of rain followed one after another.

Fan Yetao put down the book, got up and closed the window.

I pulled the curtains and covered all the rain outside the hospital.

He turned on the lights in the room until the brightest, then sat back on the bench and continued to study with the book.

"Brother, what are you looking at?"

He Mingqiu's hands were almost cramped, and he didn't even attract Fan Yetao's eyes. He simply made a sound to make Fan Yetao notice his existence.

Fan Yetao's hand turning the page suddenly paused.

Fan Qi raised his eyes and looked at He Mingqiu's big round eyes.

Somehow he read a little resentment from these beautiful eyes.

"The child is awake." Fan Yetao was surprised.

It's only been five hours since the car accident.

He thought it would take some time before the child could wake up.

He Mingqiu: "..."

Already woke up! You just didn't see the man!!!

He was whipping in his heart, and He Mingqiu was pillowing the sterilized pillow, tilted his head, and said "hmm" very well.

"Just wake up." Fan Yetao unfolded the brand new book in his hand and showed He Mingqiu a pink book cover without hesitation, "I'm reading a book and learning how to fall in love."

"It's so convenient to teach you."

"Does my brother have no experience in dating?"

"When my brother promised me to teach me how to fall in love, I thought my brother had a lot of talks."

He Mingqiu talked about his brother at once, and the more he talked about it, the sweeter he became.

The word "brother" in his mouth was like "love brother". Without ambiguity, it was also called ambiguity by the sticky tone.

Like roses, the delicate lips form an extremely erotic contrast with the whiteness of the teeth.

The light hanging from the lamp on the ceiling is printed on the pink lips, and can faintly reflect a thin shimmer, which looks as smooth and shiny as if applied with lipstick.

However, in Fan Yetao's eyes, He Mingqiu's lips were simply a little rosy than others, and did not look like the lips of a person who had a car accident.

Fan Yetao, who was a little surprised, honestly answered He Mingqiu's question:

"I have been busy deploying commands in the early stage, and I have been busy with company trivial matters in the later stage, and I have never had a relationship."

"Don't my brother's family urge me?"

He Mingqiu rubbed the pillow that was not soft, and the collar of the hospital gown fell down inexplicably, revealing most of the delicate collarbone.

That piece of white was not bloody, but the thrilling white.

Fan Yetao's eyes were slightly stabbed, and he cared for He Mingqiu to pull out his clothes.

Afraid that He Mingqiu would freeze, he pulled the quilt to He Mingqiu's mouth.

"No urge."

"They listen to me."

"Well, brother, I'm a little breathless." He Mingqiu's head was wrapped in bandages, and he was covered with a quilt, and there was only a pair of eyes and a nose exposed on his body.

The straight man Fan Yetao apologized and pulled the quilt down, "I forgot that you are going to talk to me."

"It's okay." He Mingqiu said sweetly, "Brother is caring about me, I understand."

Fan Yetao thought He Mingqiu was strange, and he couldn't explain clearly what was the specific weirdness.

He whispered: "It should be, after all, I was the one who hurt you."

"No, no, I don't blame my brother."

He Mingqiu's little face was full of embarrassment, "I was just rushing around the road, and even if I was hit and killed, I deserved it."

"Don't talk nonsense." Fan Yetao covered He Mingqiu's mouth, "It's unlucky to die."

“Um…”

He Mingqiu couldn't speak, but begged with his big black eyes, begging Fan Yetao to let go.

His little face was red and warm, and it became hot in Fan Yetao's heart.

A subtle strange feeling flooded Fan Yetao's heart.

How could Mingqiu let go of his hand and his ears felt red and hot.

Fortunately, his skin was bronze, which covered his shyness tightly.

"I'm telling the truth, brother."

He Mingqiu took a few breaths, and his sweet voice felt aggrieved, "What are I doing?"

When Fan Yetao was in command of the command center, he came into contact with elites, all of whom were tough guys, not afraid of hardship or danger; in the company, he came into contact with stereotyped talents... Have you ever met a little boy like He Mingqiu?

If you say something that is not serious, you will be filled with tears.

His thick hand fell on He Mingqiu's forehead, stroked it lovingly, and apologized clumsyly: "Child, I was wrong, I shouldn't have raped you."

He is not fierce either, but if the leader does too much, his words will inevitably have some deterrence.

His subordinates couldn't stand it, let alone a growing boy.
Chapter completed!