Facing the darkness and returning home, he opened the door, and the warm light shone on Qi Cheng, and he entered the room with a cold body.
Qi Zhong and Wu Yuan were sitting on the sofa, Jiang Jing left, the two of them started eating again, Qi Cheng went to the side and sat down too, put the rest in the pot regardless of the tone, the three of them ate again sullenly paused.
"There are only two guest rooms at home, the sofa can't sleep people, it's cold now," Qi Cheng's nose was sweating, "Who will sleep with me?"
Qi Zhong moved his mouth, but still didn't speak.
Wu Yuan said without hesitation, "He."
Qi Zhong's ears twitched, his eyebrows twitched fiercely, and he turned his head to look at Wu Yuan in surprise.
Wu Yuan felt his gaze and looked back expressionlessly.
"... If you don't mind," Qi Zhong turned his head to look at the sauce in the bowl again, the words were obviously addressed to Qi Cheng, "Shall we have sex tonight?"
Qi Cheng was choked and coughed several times, "What did you say?"
Qi Zhong laughed, he stood up suddenly, and asked politely: "Why don't I go to your bedroom to make a bed first?"
"You woke up in that room in the morning," Qi Cheng said coldly, "are you being polite to me now?"
After they came back this morning, they were very sleepy, and the bedding in the guest room hadn't been changed, so the two of them simply slept together. The guest room was tidied up during the day, and now it is just ready for people to live in.
Qi Zhong was really blunt and went to the bedroom first.
He walked steadily until he entered Qicheng's bedroom and closed the door.
Silent cry, happy.
Outside, Wu Yuan was extremely tired today, and went to the guest room to rest after washing, he didn't want to say more, so Qi Cheng didn't ask any more, recalling it was just like opening the wound.
After a while, Qi Cheng turned off the microwave oven and TV, gulped down the last bottle of beer, squeezed his arms and threw it into the trash can, walked to his bedroom and knocked on the door, "Qi Zhong, wash up."
Qi Zhong opened the door, "Here we come."
He wanted to go out, but Qi Cheng blocked the door, his hands were still on the door frames on both sides, making it impossible for him to get out.
Qi Zhong started in his throat, "What are you doing?"
"How's your voice?" Qi Cheng didn't move his hands, leaning against the doors on both sides, "You don't eat spicy food, do you?"
"Didn't take it." He was a little strong now, but Qi Zhong's feet didn't move, "I took medicine before, and I was sweating from the hot pot, and I feel comfortable."
"Didn't you want me to wash my face and brush my teeth?" Qi Zhong waved his hands, "Get out of the way."
Qi Cheng still didn't move, and Qi Zhong got excited, covering his hand, intending to perform a handsome flip.
But with all his strength, his mother Qi Cheng didn't even shake his arm.
"Let me block it." Qi Cheng blinked slowly, and the smell of alcohol came out of his body, "You also said before that you would block me."
"..." Qi Zhong let go of his strength, "You're not drunk, are you?"
This is also possible, they drank a lot just now, and Qi Zhong would feel dizzy after drinking four or five bottles, let alone a good student like Qi Cheng.
Qi Cheng's eyes flashed, and he nodded very seriously, "Well, I'm drunk."
Qi Zhong: "People who are drunk will say that they are not drunk."
"Okay." Qi Cheng finally let go of the door frame, he rubbed the space between his brows helplessly, "I'm not drunk."
Although he let go of the door, he still stood in the room. Qi Zhong pulled him and walked towards the bathroom.
The two toothbrush cups were filled with water, and the toothbrush was also squeezed with toothpaste. Qi Cheng watched Qi Zhong receive the water from behind.
"Is there really a guy in the world who loves to work?"
He looked at Qi Zhong, and it was obvious that he was talking about him.
How could there be.
Qi Zhong thought this way in his heart, but said calmly: "How can you understand the spiritual level of us hardworking guys?"
They brushed their teeth together, and the two of them were not crowded by the sink. After refreshing their faces, Qi Zhong asked, "What happened to Wu Yuan?"
Qi Cheng shook his head, Qi Zhong said, "Wait for him to talk, don't worry too much."
"A person like him," Qi Zhong, "don't worry, he is definitely not someone who is so stupid that he can't get over it and has to endure it. If he is smart, he will ask someone for help if he can't get over it."
"Well," Qi Cheng and Wu Yuan are not stubborn people, but, "I seem to care about him?"
"Didn't you drink a lot?" Qi Zhong looked at him strangely, "You also said that you are drunk, you can sleep with me at night, and give Wu Yuan a quiet space."
He seemed to understand very well, "This is called healing, we are all adults, so don't worry about him so much."
Qi Cheng frowned.
He drank so much because there were some things in his mind that he couldn't understand and was very annoying. He didn't know what these things were, but he was sure it had nothing to do with Wu Yuan.
But he didn't know what to say, because he couldn't tell what was bothering him.
Can only accept Qi Zhong's relief passively, Lu frowns and goes to the bedroom.
It was cold tonight, and the bed quilt couldn't accommodate two people. After recovering, Qi Cheng walked to the cabinet and pulled out the bed quilt from the cabinet below.
"You are alone with the quilt," Qi Cheng lowered his head and adjusted the quilt, "I just fell ill, don't get a fever again just because the temperature has dropped."
Qi Zhong looked at the quilt and said, "Thank you."
Qi Cheng felt something was wrong, he looked towards Qi Zhong.
But Qi Zhong had already got under the covers and lay on the bed instead.
Unable to see his expression, Qi Cheng turned off the headlights, leaving only the small table lamp beside the bed, then climbed onto the bed, and also lay beside him, "What's wrong."
Qi Zhong: "It's okay, I'm just sleepy."
A muffled voice came from under the pillow, and Qi Cheng whispered in his ear, "Are you really all right? I'll give you a chance to talk."
I didn't feel it before, but now that the two are stacked on top of each other, I feel that the distance is too close.
But only Qi Zhong felt the close distance, his heart was beating like a drum, but Qi Cheng didn't feel that the posture was inappropriate, he just felt that it was uncomfortable for Qi Zhong not to speak, and his head was pressed closer , "Is it starting to feel uncomfortable again?"
Qi Zhong is about to be driven crazy by him!
"You're pressing me down, I can't get up," Qi Zhong pushed his shoulders up, "Give it up!"
"Oh," Qi Cheng stepped aside, and after Qi Zhong turned around, he stared at Qi Zhong again with those incomparably beautiful eyes, "Aren't you feeling well?"
He stretched out his hand to test the temperature on top of Qi Zhong's head, frowning after trying it for a while, but it didn't feel hot. Qi Cheng thought he hadn't tried it, so he raised his body again and tried Qi Zhong's forehead with his forehead.
The eyes of the two were staring at each other, Qi Zhong stared at him, his face gradually turned red, and there was some kind of fire in his eyes that was about to burn.
"It seems a little hot," Qi Cheng asked him while maintaining this posture, "Do you feel uncomfortable?"
Qi Zhong swallowed his saliva and nodded.
Unexpectedly, he began to feel uncomfortable again, Qi Cheng's face darkened slightly, and when he got up, he found that Qi Zhong's neck was even red.
Qi Cheng, "I'll get you medicine."
"No, no, no medicine," Qi Zhong quickly changed his words, and rushed forward to grab Qi Cheng's hand. Before he noticed, Qi Cheng was dragged and fell on the bed, and the weight of the two of them fell heavily on the bed. On the bed, the elastic bed bounced them up, "!"
Qi Cheng fell on top of Qi Zhong. He wanted to use his strength to get up, but Qi Zhong's legs got entangled with him, and the more he wanted to separate, the more entangled they became. Finally, with a plop, the two rolled from the side of the bed to the floor.
When Wu Yuan heard the voice, he rushed over here, opened the door to look, "... what are you doing?"
The pictures in the house are not suitable for children.
A few minutes later, Qi Cheng and Qi Zhong finally stood apart, and Wu Yuan gave them a warning look before leaving, telling them to be quiet at night and go to bed early.
After he left, the atmosphere in the bedroom became even more awkward. Qi Cheng twitched the corners of his eyes several times, and couldn't believe that he was so embarrassing. After alleviating the embarrassment, he turned and looked at Qi Zhong, "Go to sleep."
Just after that pass, let alone blushing, any charming thoughts can be scattered. Qi Zhong nodded his head limply, got up with him and went to bed and turned off the light.
But in the dark, his courage grew fat again, and he began to clamor about to move.
Stretch out your hand from the quilt, and clenched it familiarly, then closed your eyes happily and went to sleep.
Qi Cheng opened his eyes in the dark, and felt that Qi Zhong was like a clingy child who wanted to hold other people's arms while sleeping. Although what he hugged was not his arm, but Qi Cheng's degree of clinging was ranked second among Qi Cheng.
Let him go.
After a while, Qi Cheng also closed his eyes.
After all, it is a sick person.
The next morning, because they had to go to school, the three of them got up very early.
After resting at night, Wu Yuan has returned to his usual appearance, and he seems to have regained his composure. When they were eating at the breakfast restaurant outside, Qi Chengcheng gave him the spare key.
"You shouldn't live in the school very much, but I usually live in the school," Qi Cheng said, "You can stay with me and go whenever you want."
With dark circles under his eyes, Qi Zhong sighed, "That's great."
Wu Yuan took the key away and said frankly, "Thank you."
The two of them were not familiar with this area, so Qi Cheng led them to the bus stop. Usually, he was the only student waiting for the bus at the second station, but there would be three of them.
It's just that these three people didn't wear school uniforms, and the school uniforms were all in school.
When the bus arrived, there were still many empty seats on the bus, so they sat on the way to the school, and Wu Yuan said goodbye to them at the school gate.
Qi Cheng and Qi Zhong walked towards the dormitory building.
The rain finally stopped this morning, but the sky is still very cloudy, and the humid air heralds heavy rain.
Qi Cheng raised his head to look at the sky, then turned his head to remind Qi Zhong, "Put more clothes on, and take an umbrella."
Qi Zhong nodded, and when he was almost under the door of the dormitory, he turned around uncomfortably and asked, "I didn't say anything in my sleep last night, did I?"
He didn't dare to look at Qi Cheng since he got up this morning. Qi Cheng looked at the dark circles on his face, shook his head, and guessed what he meant, "No."
Qi Zhong breathed a sigh of relief.
The dream I had was just a dream, the pants and sheets were not dirty, it was colorless and tasteless, and the other person in the dream didn’t know about it, which means no one knew about it, it’s true!