The three of them formed a tripod and remained silent in the living room.
Chi Yue finally dealt with the troublesome princess, but unexpectedly there was a drinking dragon lurking in Zhuang Baihua's room.
Luo Zhenduo held the wine glass and shook it unconsciously, not knowing what he was thinking.
Only Zhuang Baihua said nothing and was the first to praise Chi Yue: "Chi Yue, you look like a queen." The other party asked, "Are you going to participate in cosplay activities?"
I thought Chi Yue had just gone out to have fun with the young people in the hotel, and now he is back.
Chi Yue rolled her eyes and said, "No."
Zhuang Baihua was confused and asked, "Why didn't you go through the main entrance?" He realized something was wrong. This was a high-rise building in the hotel. "How did you get in from the balcony?"
Chi Yue replied: "I flipped it over from the observation deck above."
Just now, when Xiyin dressed in women's clothes and ran into his room for a night attack, Chi Yue felt a stomach cramp and discomfort. He originally wanted to send Xiyin out of the room, but Xiyin was like a piece of sticky candy that could not be thrown away. That horrible skirt swayed between the two of them, and it felt like a bath ball. In a rage, Chi Yue tore off the hem of Xiyin's fluffy skirt.
There was a petticoat under the layers of gauze and lace. Xiyin misunderstood Chiyue's intention and shyly wanted to take off the thin satin petticoat. Chiyue quickly took out a set of piggy clothes from the cupboard, put them on Xiyin, pressed a pig snout on Xiyin, and hung a piggy tail on her.
It is said that Xiaozhu’s clothes are also pink, which matches Xiyin’s pink skirt very well.
Xiyin was so angry that she wanted to pester Chiyue. Chiyue stuffed her into the cabin in the forest-themed room.
Just as Xiyin was struggling with the fence of the wooden house, Chiyue retreated to the balcony, turned over, climbed up the railing above, and jumped onto the viewing platform where she and Zhuang Baihua had just watched the fireworks.
By the time Xiyin was freed from the restraints, Chiyue had already disappeared from the room.
Chi Yue grabbed half of her gauze skirt. There was no one on the viewing platform at this time. The night breeze was blowing, and her gauze skirt was swaying in the wind. After thinking for a moment, she identified the direction of Zhuang Baihua's room, jumped from the platform, and landed on Zhuang Baihua's balcony.
Zhuang Baihua was shocked when he heard what Chi Yue said, and hurried forward to check on her body: "Are you crazy? What if you fall down?"
Seeing Zhuang Baihua's concern, Chi Yue finally calmed down and said, "It's okay. I won't die."
It really can't die. No matter what you do, it will remain intact.
This may be the only privilege this fucking world gives us.
Zhuang Baihua criticized him in a reproachful manner: "Don't take advantage of your youth to do whatever you want! What if something goes wrong?"
Chi Yue humbly accepted the criticism and education, but glanced at Luo Zhenduo and asked, "What are you doing?"
Luo Zhenduo handed the wine glass in his hand to the man and said, "I'm drinking."
Chi Yue pursed her lips, wanting to ask if they were just drinking, but she held back and retracted her gaze, looking towards Zhuang Baihua.
Zhuang Baihua finished the inspection and confirmed that Chi Yue was intact. He breathed a sigh of relief, asked Chi Yue to sit on the sofa, and asked, "What are you holding in your hand?"
Chi Yue lowered her eyes and said, "It's the cloak of an evil witch."
Zhuang Baihua: “?”
I don’t understand the cosplay world of young people.
Luo Zhenduo had been silently sizing up Chi Yue. Chi Yue was beautiful, and Luo Zhenduo had always felt that she was of the same type as his own daughter Xiyin. Now that she had changed into new clothes, Luo Zhenduo could sense a masculine scent from Chi Yue.
Luo Zhenduo took a sip of wine to moisten his throat. Chi Yue thought he was going to speak, but he remained silent.
The room fell silent again, and none of the three people spoke.
Chi Yueken came to find Zhuang Baihua, and Zhuang Baihua was drinking with Luo Zhenduo. It was known that Zhuang Baihua could not be divided into two halves, so in this situation only one person could withdraw first.
But Chi Yue and Luo Zhenduo did not move, both waiting for the other to react first.
The atmosphere in the room was a little sticky. Something was stirring in the hearts of several people, like a seedling eager to break through the soil, or like a trapped beast that had been imprisoned for a long time.
It roars and clamours, trying to break free of the cage that binds it.
The air in the living room seemed to be divided into two halves, one half enveloped Chi Yue, and the other half entangled Luo Zhenduo. These two air currents both ran desperately towards Zhuang Baihua, pulling at him, trying to take Zhuang Baihua, who was standing in the middle, as their own.
Zhuang Baihua rubbed his arms, feeling weird, but he couldn't tell what was wrong. On one side was a good friend with whom he could chat, and on the other side was a junior whom he took care of. He subconsciously felt that it was not good for three people to be in the same room, but when he looked carefully, why was it not good? He didn't know.
Zhuang Baihua was silent, suppressed the strangeness in his heart, and spoke: "What are you all standing there for? Eat quickly."
The other two people: “?”
Zhuang Baihua instinctively said what he usually said to persuade people to eat, raised his hand and pinched his eyebrows, and said, "I mean there are nuts on the table that you can eat."
Even Zhuang Baihua was infected with the embarrassment of the two. Luo Zhenduo sneered in his heart. He was almost 40 years old, so why was he competing with a boy who was almost the same age as his son
Luo Zhenduo put down the cup in his hand and said, "You guys take your time eating. I'll go to my room to rest first."
Zhuang Baihua tried to persuade him, "Would you like to drink more?"
Luo Zhenduo stretched and said, "No, it's getting late, and I still have to take care of Xiyin."
Since Xiyin was mentioned, Zhuang Baihua didn't say much. He just walked Luo Zhenduo to the door and said, "Good night then."
Luo Zhenduo looked at him deeply, his emotions unclear, and said solemnly, "Good night."
After seeing Luo Zhenduo off, Zhuang Baihua returned to the living room. At this time, Chi Yue raised her head and saw Peppa Pig on the TV screen.
Two men were having a good time drinking, eating nuts and playing Peppa Pig, but they were being harassed by a scary witch.
Although Luo Zhenduo left, Chi Yue's mood did not improve, but became even more depressed.
Luo Zhenduo's elegance and generosity show the demeanor of a mature man, a demeanor that comes from the accumulation of years and cannot be caught up with no matter what.
Finally, there were no outsiders around, and Zhuang Baihua slapped Chi Yue's arm hard: "If you perform acrobatics again, you will have to write a 3,000-word self-criticism."
The last time she wrote a 1,000-word self-review, it was too much for Chi Yue. 3,000 words was indeed scary. Chi Yue whispered, "I won't do that again."
"Tell me, what happened?" Zhuang Baihua asked.
Luo Zhenduo left, and the feeling of anxiety and suffocation disappeared at once. Chi Yue said, "Can't I come to see you if I have nothing to do?"
The wine bottle and wine glass on the coffee table: "It's OK if someone else comes to find it, but not if I come."
Zhuang Baihua couldn't help crying: "Lao Luo is just addicted to alcohol and is looking for someone to drink with him."
Chi Yue looked at the remaining wine in the glass and suddenly felt dry in the mouth. He picked up the bottle, poured a full glass of wine, and poured it directly into his throat.
Zhuang Baihua was shocked. How could anyone drink like this? Sure enough, after Chi Yue took a big gulp, he choked and started coughing violently, his face turning red.
"You are so stupid." Zhuang Baihua didn't know what to say. He tried to calm down, but suddenly there was a long red streak on the back of his hand.
Just now, Chi Yue had been grabbing the skirt with her hands buried in the gauze of the skirt. Now, when she reached out to grab the wine glass, the wound on the back of her hand was exposed.
Zhuang Baihua pulled his father's hand over to him, only to see that the white back of his hand was cut by a long line, with blood all over it, which dried on the skin and formed a dark red blood scab.
"What happened?" Zhuang Baihua asked with a frown.
"Maybe it was caused when we just had sex." Chi Yue said indifferently.
In fact, it was cut by the sound of a stream.
When the two were pulling each other, Chi Yue's pen fell out of his pocket. Xiyin was surprised to see that Chi Yue was carrying the gift she had given him.
The next second, Chi Yue pressed the pig's nose against his face.
Xiyin was so angry that she was shaking, but she couldn't beat Chiyue, so she took off the cap of the pen and poked Chiyue with the tip of the pen.
Chi Yue did not stop and a big cut was left on the back of his hand.
Zhuang Baihua was annoyed that he had just checked Chi Yue and did not notice the wound on her hand. He stood up and called the hotel front desk to ask them to bring disinfectant and gauze.
Zhuang Baihua treated Chi Yue's wound personally. He carefully wiped the blood around the wound with a cotton swab, applied disinfectant solution, and then wrapped Chi Yue's hand with gauze.
Chi Yue looked at her hand and said, "It's just a small wound, why do you have to wrap it like a broken bone?"
Zhuang Baihua glared at him and said, "What will happen if you don't take good care of the scar?"
It would be terrible if scars were left on such white and tender hands.
Chi Yue didn't care at all, but she was curious about the way Zhuang Baihua treated the wound seriously and carefully.
No one has ever cared so much about such a small wound on my body.
After all the trouble, it’s getting late.
Zhuang Baihua ordered him to leave: "You should go to bed. We will continue playing tomorrow."
Chi Yue raised her head, looked at Zhuang Baihua anxiously, and said, "I won't leave."
After going through untold hardships, he came to Zhuang Baihua's room and even drove away an evil dragon, saying that he was unwilling to leave now.
Chi Yue picked up the bottle and said, "I'll drink with you." Whatever you can do, I can do too.
Chi Yue had just taken a big gulp of wine, and his eyes were still a little red. With his handsome uniform, he looked handsome but also a little pitiful. Add on the white gauze on his hand, Zhuang Baihua couldn't harden his heart.
He sighed and said resignedly, "You can sleep here tonight."
Chi Yue was stunned, tightly grasping the pink skirt beside her, with a frown on her face: "Is it really okay?"
Zhuang Baihua thought to himself, if I say no, will you leave
She pointed at the pink cloth in Chi Yue's hand and asked, "What is this and why do you keep holding it?"
Chi Yue threw her skirt aside and whispered, "Nothing."
When Chi Yue left her room, she grabbed the pink skirt in her hand.
Xiyin called herself a princess, which made Chiyue feel disgusted, but the sight of a man dressed as a woman aroused her secret desires.
When she looked at Zhuang Baihua, her eyes revealed a fiery desire, as hot as lava.
Zhuang Baihua was frightened by the sound of the snake, and felt uncomfortable as if a snake was crawling on his skin.
Zhuang Baihua turned his head and said, "Go to bed early."
Chi Yue stood up and lowered his head to unbutton the king's robe.
Zhuang Baihua raised his head and saw the white and slender fingers falling on the straight uniform, and his breathing stopped.
No wonder young people like to engage in "uniform temptation", it is indeed quite tempting.
Chi Yue took off his coat and was left with only a shirt. He followed behind Zhuang Baihua and asked, "Where do I sleep?"
Although the suite in this hotel is not big, the bed in the bedroom is large enough for two men to sleep in.
Zhuang Baihua turned his head, glanced at Chi Yue with a squinting look, and said, "You can sleep in the children's room next door. There is a cute children's bed in it, which is very suitable for little Wang."
Chi Yue: “…”
After Luo Zhenduo came out of Zhuang Baihua's room, he leaned in the corridor to calm down, and after a while he went back to his room.
The first thing he did when he arrived at the room was to check on Xiyin's condition.
Luo Zhenduo opened the door and saw Xiyin lying on the bed, sleeping soundly, just like when he left.
She walked to the bedside, gently touched her child's hair, and sighed silently.
Luo Zhenduo sat beside Xiyin for a while in a daze, adjusted his mood, then stood up and walked out of the room again, leaving Xiyin to sleep alone.
The door was closed and Xiyin opened her eyes.
He pulled out a piece of cloth from under the quilt and carefully observed and stroked it in the dim light of the room.
There was a dark stain on the silk fabric, which gave off a faint fishy smell.
It's a blood stain.
Xiyin stared at the bloodstain with fascination, and her hands holding the cloth were shaking.
Finally, she couldn't control herself anymore and stuck out her tongue, licking the fabric.