On the LCD monitor hung on the wall of the private room, there happened to be a song with a passionate melody. The two boys holding the mic tied their hands together, raised their necks, roared passionately, and were very devoted.
Other players who were playing Truth or Dare were also staring at the spinning beer bottles on the coffee table. No one paid attention to the corner where Jing Ci and Ying Jiao were sitting.
Jing Ci was stunned for a moment, and his face instantly turned red.
Yingjiao suppressed a smile, lazily put his head on his shoulder, and looked up at him: "I was talking to you, why didn't you answer? Do you want me to say it again?"
The tips of his hair gently rubbed against the skin of his neck, causing a numb itching. Jing Ci's body trembled, and he reached out to push Yingjiao, but forgot that he was still holding soy milk in his hand. When he opened his fingers, the soy milk bottle fell onto the sofa.
Jing Ji quickly reached out to help the bottle up, only to realize that the soy milk had been finished at some point.
His hands trembled slightly, wanting to stay away from Yingjiao, but to his left was the edge of the sofa, and there was no place to move at all.
Jing Ji exhaled lightly, trying to calm his chaotic heartbeat, and said coldly, "Move to the side."
Yingjiao's eyes turned around on his flushed cheeks, he smiled, moved meaningfully, and didn't try to tease him again.
He reached out to take the empty bottle in Jing Ci's hand, called the waiter, and gave him a new bottle.
For the next time, Jing Ci was a little absent-minded. He didn't participate in the game of truth or dare, but nestled in the corner with a bottle of soy milk, taking a sip occasionally, and occasionally staring blankly.
After ten o'clock, the girls left one after another.
The boys haven't had enough fun yet, and several of them suggested that they should just stay up all night. He Porridge didn't want to go home, otherwise his mother would ask him about his studies again, so she agreed very simply and went to the front desk for a while.
After another bottle of soy milk was finished, Jing Ji had already calmed down his emotions completely, and there was no abnormality on his face anymore. He looked down at the time, it was almost eleven o'clock.
Jing Ci pays great attention to rest and eye protection. Every day when the bedtime bell rings at eleven o'clock, he will definitely go to bed. Lying under the covers and reading a book with a flashlight on doesn't exist for him at all.
At this moment, he was already a little sleepy, but he was too embarrassed to sleep with his eyes closed seeing the high spirits of the others.
Quietly suppressing the yawn that came to his lips, Jing Ci raised his fingers and rubbed his eyes, and silently recited the mathematical formulas in his heart, trying to wake himself up.
Yingjiao has been paying attention to him from the corner of his eye, and saw his small movements immediately.
He turned sideways slightly, took out his mobile phone, and sent a message in the group——
[Jiao]: You play, Jing Ci and I will leave first.
He Porridge was drinking a Coke when he felt his phone vibrate, took it out to look, and almost spit it out.
Is it finally coming
He Porridge hesitated for a moment, pondered over his words, and sent a message—
[Your uncle of the He family]: You and Jing Ci? When you go home, Jing Ci also goes home
[Jiao]: No, Jing Ci and I went home together.
[Peng Chengcheng]:…
[Your uncle of the He family]: You... Tell the truth, is it because I think too much, or do you have some impure plans in your heart
[Zheng Que is incorrect]: Brother Jiao, are you serious
Yingjiao sneered, picked up his coat with one hand, and typed with the other—
[Pride]: Eat more walnuts, less obscenity.
[Pride]: Let's go.
[Your uncle of the He family]: Are you sure you won't become a beast, and take advantage of the dark night and wind to do something that is not human
[arrogant]:…
[Pride]: Go away.
Yingjiao put the phone in his pocket, pushed Jing Ci who was about to narrow his eyes: "Let's go, go back to sleep with brother."
Jing Ji was startled, and looked up at him.
"No," Yingjiao raised his forehead and said helplessly, "I mean, let's find a place to sleep."
There still seems to be something wrong.
Yingjiao groaned in his heart and smiled: "In short, just go to sleep, you understand?"
He is a prostitute who sees prostitution, in fact, Jing Ci didn't think that much at all.
Jing Ci put the school uniform on her body, shook her head and said, "I'm not sleepy, no need."
"Not sleepy?" Yingjiao laughed, nodding almost like a chicken pecking at rice, not sleepy yet.
"Let's go." Yingjiao grabbed his wrist and pulled him to stand up.
Everyone in the room immediately looked at them.
Yingjiao smiled at them: "I have something to do at home and I have to go back, so I took Jingci away by the way, you guys had a lot of fun."
Several boys nodded one after another—
"It's okay, it's okay, Brother Jiao, you can do whatever you want."
"Okay! Let's continue singing!"
"Goodbye Brother Jiao! Goodbye Jingci!"
Yingjiao pulled Jing Ci and walked out of the box all the way.
Jing Ci didn't want to argue with him in front of his classmates, so he waited until the door of the box was closed before breaking away from his hand.
"I'm not going back," Jing Ci lowered his eyes slightly, "I'm going to stay with them all night tonight."
Yingjiao put his arms around his shoulders, and led him forward together: "What's the night, tomorrow won't be over? Let's go, stay at my house for one night."
"No need." Jing Ji lowered his body and slipped out from under Yingjiao's arms, but he refused with a very firm tone: "Go back, be careful, I'm going in."
Yingjiao looked at his back, sighed in his heart, and roughly understood what he was thinking.
Jing Ci looks easy-going, but in fact he is a person who puts a long distance between himself and other people. Going to sleep at someone's house is too intimate for him.
"Don't go to my house," Yingjiao caught up with him in two steps: "Can we find a hotel?"
He pulled Jing Ci out: "If you don't sleep tonight, you will lose energy tomorrow. It will be the math league soon. If you waste a day, you will lose one day."
Just as Jing Ci was about to push his hand away, he paused.
Yingjiao continued: "Sleep well tonight and recharge your spirits. Let's go back to school for self-study together tomorrow afternoon, okay?"
"Wait a minute," Jing Ci patted the back of his hand, signaling him to let go.
Still don't agree
Yingjiao is dumb, why is this temper so stubborn.
He was about to say something more when he heard Jing Ci say, "My schoolbag is still in the box."
Yingjiao immediately understood that he agreed.
"You wait for me here, don't run around." Yingjiao raised his hand and pulled up the zipper of the school uniform: "I'll go in and get it for you."
It was almost half past eleven when the two of them left the ktv.
It was the first time to sleep with Jing Ci, Yingjiao originally wanted to find a hotel with a better environment. Even if it's not five-star, at least four-star.
However, there are no such high-end places around the school. There are only small hotels with multicolored lights standing up one by one.
Yingjiao walked around the main road with Jing Ci, but couldn't find a star-rated hotel, so he had no choice but to choose a hotel that looked pleasing to the eye and walked in, asking for a twin room.
"What smell?" Yingjiao frowned as soon as he entered the door, he turned to Jing Ji: "Did you smell it?"
"You..." Jing Ji looked at him, hesitating to speak.
"What's wrong?"
"Isn't your house nearby?" Jing Ci opened the window a small slit to ventilate the musty smell in the room, and asked Yingjiao, "Aren't you going home?"
He wanted to ask when he was at the front desk just now, but Yingjiao's speed was too fast. By the time he reacted, two people had already entered the door.
Yingjiao: "..."
Oops, careless.
Jing Ci turned on the bedside lamp, put the schoolbag upright on the bedside table, turned to Yingjiao and said, "Is something going on at home? It's almost twelve o'clock now."
"Then what..." Yingjiao said vaguely: "It's nothing."
Then quickly changed the subject: "Do you have a change of clothes?"
When he asked, Jing Ji remembered that he had nothing to change after taking a shower.
"Wait for me," Yingjiao turned around, took a room card and put it in his pocket: "I just saw a convenience store nearby."
Without waiting for Jing Ci's answer, he hurried out the door.
The convenience store is just downstairs, and it is still open 24 hours. It took less than five minutes for Yingjiao to come back with a plastic bag.
"Your." He put the things on the bed, took out a blue packaging bag from the plastic bag and threw it to Jing Ci: "Go take a shower."
Jing Ci caught it and saw that it was a pack of disposable underwear.
His cheeks were hot, and he didn't even bother to ask Yingjiao why he didn't go home. He hurried into the bathroom, and when he closed the door, the sole of his foot accidentally slipped.
Yingjiao couldn't help laughing, until he heard the sound of dripping water, and then went out with a cigarette.
In view of his experience last time, he didn't dare to stay in the room, and if he couldn't control it and scared Jing Ci away, he would be destroyed.
Yingjiao stood in the corridor and smoked a cigarette, then sat on the sofa at the front desk and played with his mobile phone for a while. Guessing that Jing Ci was almost done, he went back to the room.
His timing was just right, Jing Ji had just finished washing and was drying his hair with a towel. Seeing him, the movements of his hands paused, and he turned around slightly: "I've finished washing."
"Okay, then I'll go." Yingjiao took out another pack of disposable underwear from the plastic bag, turned around and went into the bathroom.
Jing Ci looked at the blue packaging bag he had opened in his hand, and just wanted to hold back his face and ask him why he bought two packs. Suddenly recalling the conversation at Yingjiao's house that day, she was silent for a moment, then pursed her lower lip angrily, and quickly stuffed the bag of underwear into the back of her schoolbag.
When Yingjiao came out, Jing Ci's hair had already dried, and he handed him the hair dryer: "Here."
What Yingjiao is most impatient to do is blow dry his hair, but Jing Ci is the one who handed the hair dryer, so that's another matter.
He turned on the hot air on the highest gear, blew a few times randomly, felt that the hair was no longer dripping, and then turned off the hair dryer.
"Go to sleep." Yingjiao casually hung the towel on the hanger, and smiled at Jingci: "I'm sleepy already."
Jing Ci was startled: "How do you know?"
Yingjiao pointed to his eyes: "I saw it."
With that said, he walked to the door and turned off the headlights, leaving only two bedside lamps.
The room suddenly became dark, Jing Ci lifted the quilt, and was about to get under the quilt, when Yingjiao suddenly asked, "Do you have any special sleeping habits?"
Hearing this, Jing Ji turned his head in doubt: "Huh?"
He thought that Yingjiao was worried about his bad habits, and promised earnestly, "Don't worry, I don't snore when I sleep."
Yingjiao didn't hold back his joy: "Who asked you this?"
He paused, and said very naturally: "I'm asking if you have the habit of sleeping naked."
Ying Jiao looked at Jing Ci: "If you have, you can do whatever you want, I don't mind at all."
Jing Ci: "..."
Jing Ci got under the quilt in embarrassment, and said sullenly after a few seconds: "I didn't."
Yingjiao suppressed a smile and continued: "You see that I am so generous, shouldn't you be more generous? I can sleep naked, right?"
The group on the bed that was adjusting its posture immediately froze. A few seconds later, Jing Ci stretched out a hand from under the quilt, and slammed the bedside lamp off.
Yingjiao flirted with Jing Ci for a while, feeling good, took off his shoes and went to bed, and was about to turn off the lights, when suddenly there was a loud sound of calling the bed from the next door.
The tone was so high and the tone so intense that Yingjiao once thought it was someone who had been beaten.
Yingjiao: "..."
Yingjiao coughed and asked Jing Ci: "Did you hear anything?"
Jing Ci hadn't even watched the film, but when he suddenly heard the live version, he was still with Yingjiao, he was embarrassed and shy, and almost burned up.
He nodded stiffly: "I heard."
Yingjiao frowned, and couldn't help but swear: "Fuck, what kind of broken hotel is this, isn't it soundproof?"
Not only them, but other rooms also heard the sound.
After a while, coughing and heavy footsteps sounded in the corridor, apparently reminding the couple to restrain themselves.
However, it's okay not to remind, but this reminder made the noise from the next door even louder.
Jing Ji's face was so red that it was about to bleed.
He got up and tore a small piece of rolled paper, crumpled it into a round ball, and stuffed one into his ear. Seeing Yingjiao looking over, he said awkwardly: "You...do you want it too?"
If he had known that this kind of thing would happen, he would rather sleep on the floor in the ktv box.
"Don't play with this stuff," Yingjiao rolled over and got out of bed, and took out the toilet paper in his ears: "It's not good for the ears, don't worry, brother has a solution."
He snorted, picked up the phone and unlocked it with his fingerprint.
Since he was a child, no one could make him endure except Jing Ci, let alone deliberately disturbing the people like this.
With Yingjiao's temper, Jing Ji doubts that he can go directly to knock on the door, and then smile and ask him to keep his voice down.
He hurriedly got out of bed to stop him: "Don't go, let's bear with it..."
"Don't worry." Yingjiao opened a music software, and while typing in the search box, he said: "I'm so underestimated, don't you need to go out to treat them?"
He stood still at the door, turned his phone to the maximum volume, and clicked the play button.
A second later, the crisp children's voice filled the entire third floor—
"What's daddy's daddy's name
Dad's dad is called Grandpa.
What is the name of father's mother
Dad's mother is called grandma.
What's the name of Dad's brother
Dad's brother is called Uncle. "
... ... ...
The loud yelling that other people had tried countless methods just now, but couldn't stop, stopped abruptly.
The author has something to say: Small theater, Yingjiao: To be honest, I have always had the habit of sleeping naked. If you don’t believe me, I’ll show you.