Holding Fang Hao's hand without hesitation, He Zizhong took him into a taxi.

"Where are we going?" Fang Hao was puzzled after he made a call with a calm face, and temporarily reserved a room.

Hanging up, He Zizhong was in a good mood and joked with him: "Our honeymoon is not over yet."

Fang Hao made a 囧¹emote the author used; think of it as a face wearing that expression face and lowered his head. In the past few days, the two of them were shopping in the morning, diving in the afternoon, and eating big meals and famous local snacks in the evening. And He Zizhong was unwell at night...

Aside from holding hands and occasionally cuddling...the closest they were was when he kissed his face. Although for a couple who had just decided on a relationship, this speed was acceptable, but... but if the senior wanted...

Fang Hao blushed immediately and bowed his head silently deciding that he would wash himself well, so...so...senior could do whatever he wanted!

As the taxi drove all the way north, He Zizhong looked at the neon lights that gradually lit up outside the window, and tightened his fingers entangled with his fingers. After daybreak, all of this will eventually cease to exist. Fortunately, he still has him.

When the two arrived at the hot spring hotel, just after six o'clock in the evening, they checked in and their stomachs were basically empty.

Out of safety considerations, He Zizhong chose not to go out for dinner tonight, and it is best not to go to the open-air hot spring, but simply settle in the room.

Directly ordered a good meal from customer service for delivery in half an hour. The two received the key and went straight upstairs.

The floor-to-ceiling windows of the room had a good view facing the city. They could observe the situation with a telescope tomorrow morning.

The room is very clean, but, they need to check if there is a camera...

He Zizhong checked the hidden corners of the room to prevent sneak shots with cameras.

Fang Hao looked at the king bed in the bedroom and took a deep breath. This is not a double room on the island of N city before, but a couple room!

That's right, they hadn't confirmed their relationship before going to N city, and now...

He patted his face to give himself courage. This is an important step after confirming their relationship. He must work hard tonight! Let senior not regret choosing this...the little virgin who hasn't done anything yet!

After they got acquainted with the environment and put away their own things, room service delivered dinner.

Although it was a weekend, only couples or friends who are partying in the hotel came here to spend the weekend, so there were not many people.

The quality of the food in the hotel is average, and the craftsmanship cannot be compared to Fang Hao’s loving meals, nor can it compare to the previous meals in city N — where they were near the sea, such that even if the cooking level was not mentioned, the freshness was absolutely perfect.

After eating, the tableware was taken away, Fang Hao asked in a low voice, "Senior, are you taking a bath?"

Thinking about what they would face tomorrow, it is indeed better to rest early today. He Zizhong nodded and walked into the bathroom with his pajamas.

It is said that hot spring water is used in the bathroom, which has various benefits for the skin. He Zizhong didn't have the patience to take a bath, so he took a shower and came out.

Lying on the bed while tuned the TV channel, while thinking about the next day's plans, thinking of the key points, he simply took the phone to write and draw.

After finishing this, he used a anonymous mobile phone card. On a huge forum, he sent out a doomsday notice he had compiled a while ago. After posting, he took out the mobile phone card, broke it, and discarded it.

Fang Hao took an extraordinarily slow bath today, and an hour had gone by the time He Zizhong realized.

He didn't soak until he was dizzy, did he?!

He put on his shoes and hurried to the bathroom door. By coincidence, the bathroom door was opened from inside.

"Senior..."

Fang Hao looked a little different than normal, perhaps because of the hot springs. His cheeks were red, his eyes misty, his chestnut hair was half-dry, and the mouth of the yukata is slightly open. It was easy to see the white and tender skin inside with a pink flush.

"You..." He Zizhong suddenly felt a little dry.

The person in front of him suddenly took a step forward and pressed into his arms. He wrapped his arms around his waist, rubbed some of his hot cheeks against his chest, rubbed off his bathrobe, and touched his chest-the skin on his face was very smooth, tender, and soft.

"I, I cleaned up..."

He Zizhong was stunned for a moment before he understood the meaning of the voice as low as a mosquito. Cleaned up... this fool, he took what he said in his car seriously!

He Zizhong couldn't laugh or cry for a while. But now, how could he shrink back when the arrow is already notched on the string?! He can't hurt Fang Hao's self-esteem. God knows what kind of thoughts the little fool was hiding... cleaning it alone.

He hugged his waist with one hand and led him toward the bedroom. Fang Hao staggered a bit, but he walked in firmly with He Zizhong's pace. He liked him, loved him, loved him for many years, even longer than He Zizhong knew.

Therefore, whenever he wants him, Fang Hao was willing to give it to him unconditionally. What's more, after meeting him again, he was more perfect than he remembered.

Fang Hao was lying on the bed with his feet together. His feet rubbing against each other unconsciously from tension.

His cheeks were almost burning, but he still looked at the man who was leaning toward him.

Looking at his wet eyes, He Zizhong leaned down and gently kissed his eyes, cheeks, nose and lips.

Soft lips made people involuntarily immersed, prying open lips, tongue rubbing over teeth as a small tongue sticks out, awkwardly catering to him.

The person under him raised his hands, hugged him, and gently stroked his chest and back.

He Zizhong hugged him into his arms, put his hand into his bathrobe, stroked his hot body, raised his lips slightly, and kissed his face, eyes, nose, forehead...

Its wrong!

"You have a fever!" He Zizhong confirmed, pressing his forehead against Fang Hao.

"Huh?" Fang Hao, who was still immersed in He Zizhong's enthusiasm, blinked in confusion.

He Zizhong sighed, put his head against his forehead with a wry smile, and enunciated each word: "You have a fever."

Fang Hao opened his mouth for a while, not knowing what to say. He raised his hand and touched his forehead...it seemed to be a little hot?

"Little idiot, don't you feel dizzy?" He Zizhong was not a saint, his body responded when he kissed him just now. Seeing that Fang Hao was still confused, he tapped on his head.

"...I thought... it was from being kissed by you..." Fang Hao lowered his head, feeling aggrieved. For the first time in his life, he made such preparations, but was unable to proceed because of his sudden fever... he wanted to die!

"You..." He Zizhong had also forgotten. Most of ability holders would have a fever tonight, like Xu Lili in his previous life. Fang Hao also has supernatural powers, and he has a rare healing ability, so he should have a fever tonight.

He was only thought about the beauty just now, and almost made a mistake. Who would have thought that this kid was so attractive?! Even Dai Jun's skillful seduction was not as attractive as him!

"Senior... I'm sorry..."

A low voice carried to his ear, with a trace of hoarse laziness, made He Zizhong's heart tremble.

"How can it be your fault? It's not that you want to be sick." He held him in his arms and pulled the quilt over, "I'll get you medicine... The hospital is full these days, I'm afraid that if we went there, there could be other diseases."

Fang Hao shook his head vigorously: "I'm fine, just a little hot. Medicine is OK."

He took out the fever-reducing medicine and mineral water, and He Zizhong helped him take it. Although the medicine had no effect on the fever for ability holders' power to awaken, but what if Fang Hao's fever wasn't from his power awakening? Therefore, eat some medicine to feel at ease.

After twelve o'clock, one stove turned into two. It was obvious that the two did not do any vigorous exercise at night, but now both of them were sweaty as if they had fought for hundreds of rounds, and they didn't get better until dawn.

Fang Hao woke up first, blinked in confusion, and found himself sleeping in someone's arms. The two did not sleep well because they had a fever all night. When they hugged each other, they rubbed left and right. The straps of the pajamas were already loose. At this moment, there is basically no difference between wearing them and not wearing them.

Fang Hao didn't even wear underwear before going out of the bathroom for someone's convenience (...) last night. At the moment, the whole person was naked... lying in He Zizhong's arms with sweat.

He Zizhong is wearing underwear, but his pajamas already flew to the ground, and it was not too different from being naked.

"Hmm..." The hoarse voice overflowed from He Zizhong's mouth, successfully making Fang Hao, who failed to hook up last night, blush again. The eyes were drawn over and over on He Zizhong's face, lips, and nose.

This man is the one he has liked for so many years... Now, he is finally with himself...

"Is it still burning?" He Zizhong opened his eyes and saw Fang Hao looking at him in a daze.

"Ah? Oh... it doesn't seem to burn anymore." Fang Hao shook his head quickly.

He gave him a helpless look, He Zizhong conjured a thermometer and stuffed it under his armpit.

Sure enough, it didn't burn anymore. He should already have the ability.

He Zizhong secretly breathed a sigh of relief, and sadly remembered his own abilities would not be triggered for several months! It's too deceptive!

"Come on, go take a hot bath... Ah, drink some water before going." The two sweated so much last night that He Zizhong was afraid that he would become dehydrated when he entered the bathroom.

Fang Hao nodded obediently: "Senior, shall we go to the hot spring at night?"

He Zizhong nodded silently, and apologized in his heart-I am afraid that for a long time in the future, not to mention the hot springs, even taking a bath outside will become difficult.

The water vapor in the bathroom was dim, and He Zizhong stood in front of the French window in the living room, holding a pair of binoculars in his hand.

Several stumbling figures walked on the road, and some people who hadn't noticed a crisis passed by and were thrown down by the suddenly crazy figure. Blood was all over the floor with body parts strewn around.

Before the eaten people's flesh and blood were fully consumed by the predators, they will become the "their" kind, slowly climbing up, and staggering to hunt their former kind.