Tong Qiu, who drank the fake wine, fell asleep at a critical moment, it was ridiculous and helpless to talk about it.
However, if he sleeps till dawn, it's fine, at least it doesn't torture people, but fake wine hurts people after all, Tong Qiu didn't sleep for too long, and woke up in a coma after a while.
He drank a lot of messy wine before, and after he came back, Huo Zhixing poured him a lot of water in order to understand the alcohol, and now he was woken up by urinating.
At three o'clock in the middle of the night, I opened my eyes.
In the dead of night, when everyone else is sleeping, Tong Qiu starts running to the toilet frantically.
Drunk people are top-heavy, Tong Qiu was so dizzy that he accidentally woke up Huo Zhixing who was lying beside him before he got out of bed.
"Are you okay?" Huo Zhixing wasn't in a deep sleep at first, but whenever there was any movement, he immediately opened his eyes and helped the swaying drunk.
Tong Qiu felt unwell and felt a little nauseous, he waved his hand and said concisely: "Toilet."
Huo Zhixing let him go, and watched the man get into the bathroom with some worry.
Tong Qiu went to the toilet almost every three to five minutes like this, and finally stopped after half an hour of tossing and tossing. Everything else is fine, tossing and tossing back and forth is really tiring!
"Are you feeling better?" Seeing him like this, Huo Zhixing was really worried, and thought about getting him something to eat, to suppress the pain in his stomach.
Tong Qiu lay on the bed, staring at the ceiling with his eyes open, wheezing and wheezing because of running so many times to the toilet.
Huo Zhixing, who was sitting on the side, touched his forehead and frowned: "Do you have a fever?"
Huo Zhixing was afraid that the wine of unknown origin would spoil Tong Qiu, so he would be a fool to drink alcohol in his early thirties, this is not acceptable.
He got out of bed to find a thermometer, but someone grabbed his wrist.
"What's wrong?" Huo Zhixing looked at him.
Tong Qiu swallowed: "That..."
Just now, Tong Qiu hid in the toilet and thought about life for a while.
From the time Tong Qiu accidentally drank fake wine until now, although he was not feeling well and was dizzy, his mind was always clear, but he would have inexplicable urges, his blood was surging, his limbs were obviously weak but he seemed to be holding back What kind of energy is there, he guessed, if it wasn't for Huo Zhixing tonight, he might really have been taken away by someone, conservatively estimated that something inappropriate for children would happen next, not conservatively estimated, he The organs will be removed or the whole body will be sold to the mountains.
Tong Qiu brain made up several dog blood TV series.
But having said that, tonight Tong Qiu was originally going to hunt for sex, and the purpose was not pure from the beginning, but after thinking about it, the man with malicious intentions was a bit too shabby, if he could choose, he definitely couldn't choose that person.
Sleeping with that kind of person, no matter how good the skills are, Mr. Tong has high requirements and can be picky in this regard.
In this way, Tong Qiu is quite grateful to Huo Zhixing, and it can be regarded as helping him once, but then...
Tong Qiu felt so uncomfortable that he couldn't even urinate.
He really wants to do it.
In other words, right now Tong Qiu really wants to have sex with Huo Zhixing, his ex-husband.
He is not at ease with others.
What is the picture? Tong Qiu, who had a headache so bad that it was about to explode, sat on the toilet covering his face, feeling like he was being slapped in the face, obviously he had always disliked Huo Zhixing's bed/skills before, but now he wanted to have a fight with him immediately.
At three o'clock in the middle of the night, he sent a message to Chu Yao recklessly: Sister, come out and have a heart-to-heart talk.
Ms. Chu Yao, who has a lot of nightlife, replied almost instantly: Hey, baby, slept with your ex-husband
Sisters connect, it's true.
Tong Qiu: Not yet, I'm struggling.
Chu Yao sent a long string of "hahaha", and then asked: What are you still struggling with? Shouldn't the bed/scene be arranged long ago
Tong Qiu took a deep breath, and said solemnly: But his skills are not good, and I'm afraid that after I fall asleep, these small flames of my heart that I finally ignited for him will be extinguished again.
A few seconds later, Chu Yao sent a message: When did you ignite the little flame of your heart for him? I do not know how
exposed.
Tong Qiu admired this sister's ability to focus on key points.
Tong Qiu: Don't pay attention to those details, I just want to say that for an adult, the quality of sexual life is very important, and it is an important means to maintain a marriage.
Chu Yao sees it very openly: try it, try it later. You two have been away for so long, maybe he has practiced hard behind your back, why don't you give someone a death sentence based on your past experience!
Tong Qiu stared at this sentence for a long time, then replied: What do you mean? Has he practiced hard? Who did he train with
Chu Yao: Don't care about those details.
It's impossible not to care, Tong Qiu thinks that after the divorce he hasn't had an appointment once, and Huo Zhixing may have already experienced a lot of battles/skills, he feels jealous to the point of dizziness.
For a moment, he didn't know how he should expect Huo Zhixing to behave later.
Behaving badly, no.
Behave well, let alone.
Tong Qiu stood up from the toilet, touched his energetic "good brother", and felt like a psychopath.
Tong Qiu, who was thinking about life but had no results, decided to let nature take its course and lay back down again. If Huo Zhixing had that intention, it would be like what Chu Yao said, try it, at worst it won’t be as enjoyable as before, but at least it can be regarded as opening up.
In this way, Teacher Tong returned to the battlefield and tried to invite her ex-husband to have a big fight.
"Unwell?" Huo Zhixing worried about him and asked with concern.
However, Officer Huo didn't get an answer, but was swollen by the eager gaze of Teacher Tong who was lying on the bed.
Tong Qiu opened his mouth and squeezed out a few words for a long time: "Is it okay?"
Huo Zhixing felt that this line was a bit familiar.
"Huh?" He smiled, and approached Tong Qiu knowingly and asked, "What can I do?"
Tong Qiu was angry with him, and complained a bit, "I'm drunk."
"It is said that drunk people never say they are drunk."
"I'm just drunk." Tong Qiu stretched out his hand and touched the condom "confiscated" by Huo Zhixing, "What is this?"
"What do you say?"
Tong Qiu tore open the package: "Balloon."
Huo Zhixing looked at him with a smile, but didn't speak.
Tong Qiu played with the cover, and occasionally raised his eyes to look at Huo Zhixing.
"Is it fun?" Huo Zhixing asked.
"generally."
Tong Qiu was silent for a moment, then blinked his slightly red eyes after drinking and said, "What's wrong with you?"
He asked knowingly.
"Don't you know what's wrong with me?" Huo Zhixing pinched the tip of his nose and smiled.
"I really drank too much." Tong Qiu threw the condom aside and said coquettishly, "I'm going to sleep."
He talks about sleeping, but his body is very honest. Mr. Tong, who is drinking, has never stopped.
Huo Zhixing couldn't bear it anymore, and pinched the other party: "Why can't you be more frank? You can't just say what you want?"
Tong Qiu was in pain from being pinched, and turned around to complain, but was kissed.
Huo Zhixing pulled the quilt over the two of them, leaned into his ear and said, "Is it okay?"
"Don't ask." Tong Qiu was still wondering what kind of wine he was drinking, why he was so dizzy, he poked the other person's shoulder, "Is there anything else at home?"
"It's expired." The frequency of sexual life between the two of them was too low in the past, and the bottle they bought when they got married had expired before it was used up.
"..." Tong Qiu gritted his teeth with hatred, but he made up his mind, nothing can stop this "examination" tonight.
The unyielding teacher Tong found out a bottle of lotion, which was left here when he moved out. It's good, this one hasn't expired.
He handed it to Huo Zhixing: "That's it."
"The exam begins." Teacher Tong put on the "invigilation card" and said to the examinee Huo Zhixing seriously, "If you fail or not, whether you can enter a higher school depends on your performance this time."
As the saying goes, life is an exam, for Tong Qiu, making love is also.
According to past experience, if the test paper has a full score of 100, then his ex-husband can get a maximum of 30 points, and these 30 points are the sympathetic points given by the marking teacher for the neatness of the paper.
Now, Teacher Tong is now looking forward to surprises, but also afraid of surprises.
"How long is the exam?" Huo Zhixing asked him with a smile before entering.
Tong Qiu thought for a while: "Forty minutes."
He felt that he was making things difficult for Huo Zhixing.
But an exam is an exam, and you can't play the emotional card in an exam. Even if Huo Zhixing is handsome and kind-hearted, he can't be lenient.
"Can I get extra points for overtime submission?"
"Why are you so confident?" Tong Qiu smiled, hugged the pillow, and said in a muffled voice, "We'll discuss it after you arrive for 40 minutes."
Huo Zhixing smiled softly, so confidently.
He raised his eyebrows and said, "OK, let's start the timer."
Tong Qiu feels that life is really wonderful, so wonderful that he can't speak.
In the past hour or so, he seriously reflected on the way he and Huo Zhixing got along from the time they met to the present, trying not to miss any small details.
However, he was still puzzled.
He had always thought that he was the one who wore a mask and danced in this marriage, but he never expected that Huo Zhixing would give him a "surprise gift package" after the divorce.
Just now, the candidate surnamed Huo performed very well, performing supernormally.
The examinee was proud of the spring breeze, but he thought sadly: It's over, my lover has already gone outside to find another teacher for extracurricular tutoring behind my back...
Candidate Huo Zhixing, who didn't know that Teacher Tong was in distress, asked proudly but not shyly: "How is it? Based on my grades, can I skip a grade?"
Tong Qiu glanced at him, hummed, and didn't speak.
"Yo? Not satisfied?" Huo Zhixing pulled him over, "Okay, since the teacher is not satisfied, let's take another exam."
Tong Qiu doesn't remember how many times he suspects that his ex-husband has been taken away after the divorce. His whole style of painting is completely different from before. The promise of abstinence is indifferent. Now it seems that it is all fake!
Tong Qiu looked at the ceiling and said in his heart: Maybe I haven't sobered up yet, everything will return to its place after sobering up.
The author has something to say: Small Theater, Huo Zhixing: Report to the teacher, no, I am just gifted.
Don't whine anymore, the exam that should come will come sooner or later!
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2019.5.24 This chapter has been revised.
Exam process, slightly.