Lin Jiu was afraid that Yun Hui would get drunk and go crazy, so he didn't dare to leave and sat on the floor all night. Although he should hide as far as possible under the current situation, otherwise there is no way to escape.
For a moment, Lin Jiu suddenly understood Tang Seng's pain. Sitting on the ground, he lowered his head and sighed silently, thinking to himself, can Qiuqiu also have a sweet love
Will the interstellar executive allow...
The faint sunlight shone in through the window and cast a shadow on the smooth floor. Move left and right as the curtain flutters.
Yun Hui, who was sleeping on the bed, suddenly moved, as if he was waking up. Lin Jiu noticed the movement behind her, and immediately got up and wanted to slip away, but her waist tightened and she was suddenly dragged onto the bed.
"Why didn't you leave yesterday?"
Yun Hui suddenly imprisoned Lin Jiu's waist from behind, and his voice was hoarse after a hangover. He didn't know how long he had been awake, and he might have been pretending to sleep all night.
Lin Jiu tried hard to break Yun Hui's arm, but she couldn't break it. She tried so hard and was afraid of hurting him. In the end, she gave up and gave a lame reason: "I'm afraid it's not safe for you to be drunk."
Yun Hui did not speak.
His fingertips moved slightly, wanting to pinch Lin Jiu to see if this person was actually made of wood.
"What about yesterday?" Yun Hui's hand slowly tightened, wanting an answer from him.
Lin Jiu misunderstood, thinking that he wanted to take responsibility for himself, and subconsciously sat up straight and said, "You kissed me first."
He can't carry this pot! He can't carry it!
"So what if I kissed it," Yun Hui sneered, "You don't want to kiss, why don't you push me away?"
If Lin Jiu was ruthless, he could push Yun Hui away. But in fact, yesterday... he had the meaning of half-assistance. Of course, it is not ruled out that it is because of external stimulation, the brain freezes, and the reason for short-term inability to move.
Lin Jiu's face turned red when she heard the words, she broke Yun Hui's hand and immediately got up and left. He felt that this human being was fierce, rogue and shameless, so it was better to hide early.
"You dare to take a step and try-"
Yun Hui's icy voice suddenly sounded from behind, with a bit of threat. This made Lin Jiu, who was essentially a primary school student, stop subconsciously.
Yun Hui got off the bed, picked up a piece of clothes from the closet, and prepared to go to the bathroom to change. When passing by Lin Jiu, he glanced at him lightly: "If you dare to leave, you will be at your own risk."
After he finished speaking, he entered the bathroom and closed the door with a click.
Lin Jiu was stunned for a second when he heard the words, and then the whole ball almost exploded in anger. Why do you want to listen to Yun Hui, God, is there any reason for this? !
However, Yun Hui was very powerful, and Lin Jiu was so angry that he turned around in the room, but he didn't dare to leave the door.
When Yun Hui came out of the bathroom, he saw Lin Jiu still obediently standing in the same place, looking like he dared not speak. He raised his eyebrows secretly, wiped his wet hair with a towel, and then threw it aside: "Why, do you want to hit me?"
Fighting is bad behavior, Lin Jiu glanced at him: "If you're okay, I'll leave first."
He was a group of counselors in front of Yun Hui.
So Yun Hui finally found out that it is useless to reason with Lin Jiu, the other party is a dog who eats hard but not soft. He stepped forward and pressed Lin Jiu against the wall, the tips of his ink-colored hair were still dripping water, and his voice was low: "Who said I'm fine?"
Lin Jiu's eyes were alert: "What's the matter with you?"
Yun Hui directly answered him with practical actions. Five fingers clasped the back of Lin Jiu's head, pressed down slightly, kissed him without warning, and gave a deep kiss with a little force.
Probably because of the two previous experiences, Lin Jiu was finally less shocked this time. He tried hard to push Yun Hui away, but the opponent grabbed his wrist instead.
Yun Hui squinted slightly: "Do you dare to push it away?"
Lin Jiu let out his strength unpromisingly.
Seeing this, Yun Hui lowered his eyes and continued the kiss just now. It only took one night from raw to skilled. Lin Jiu felt his soft tongue invade step by step, and suddenly his mouth was dry. The hand hanging by his side clenched tightly, forcibly suppressing some kind of instinct in his body, and then tilted his head to hide.
Yun Hui turned his face over, put his hand on his waist like yesterday, bit his earlobe lightly, and commanded in a low voice, "Hold me tight."
Lin Jiu hugged him reluctantly: QAQ
Yun Hui gritted his teeth secretly in his heart, what kind of trouble was Lin Jiu's forced expression of a good family man. He frowned and asked Lin Jiu, "Is it painful for you to kiss me?"
It wasn't really painful, just an inexplicable sense of guilt.
Lin Jiu shook her head honestly, her eyelashes trembling. He was too close, and he could even feel the cool water vapor on Yun Hui's body. The other party's warm lips lingered in his ears repeatedly, causing a slight itch, and the kiss gradually turned from strong to gentle.
Lin Jiu narrowed her eyes like a cat being groomed, so comfortable that she wanted to snort.
Yun Hui slowly stopped, his eyes moved down, and then he covered Lin Jiu's right arm. There was an uneven scar under his palm, and suddenly asked, "Does it hurt?"
"Huh?" Lin Jiu was stunned for a moment before realizing that he was asking about his injury and shook his head, "It doesn't hurt."
Yun Hui's fingertips rubbed against Lin Jiu's scar, causing a rough itch. There is a thick layer of calluses on his fingertips, which was left over from the high-intensity training day and night when he was in service. Even if he retires, the traces of the past are difficult to erase.
For people in their profession, hands are important...
Yun Hui looked directly into Lin Jiu's eyes, as if to see through his inner thoughts, and asked in a low voice, "Do you regret it?"
There was a brief confusion in Lin Jiu's eyes: "What do you regret?"
Yun Hui: "Save me..."
Oh, it was this one.
Lin Jiu said: "Human life is important."
There is nothing more important than life in this world, he thinks so...
His serious look made people want to bully him, so Yun Hui couldn't hold back, quietly leaned over and bit his earlobe. Lin Jiu subconsciously clenched her arms because of the pain, Yun Hui was restrained by him and groaned, almost out of breath.
Yun Hui used to be the most annoying two big men, greasy and crooked. Recently, he had a little bit of the opposite meaning, he took a low breath, hooked his lips like a smile, and said, "It turns out that this is the only way you can hold me tight."
There seemed to be some signs of another bite.
Lin Jiu immediately pushed him away when he heard the words, covered his mouth and sounded alert: "Don't kiss me again!"
Yun Hui was unprepared, he pushed him back a few steps, and heard the words disapprovingly: "Why?"
Lin Jiu wiped her mouth vigorously: "I said not to fall in love."
His action made Yun Hui's face darken, and he raised his eyebrows and said, "Who said kissing means he wants to fall in love with you?"
Seems to make sense.
As long as Yun Hui doesn't struggle with reconciliation or falling in love, Lin Jiu is still very good at talking. He rubbed his swollen earlobes, frowned and taught him seriously, "Then you can't kiss, it's not good."
Oh, it's rare, Lin Jiu actually knew that the influence was not good.
Yun Hui saw Lin Jiu pushing the door and was about to leave, and suddenly grabbed his wrist and pulled the person back: "Lin Jiu—"
Lin Jiu's eyes were vigilant: "Why?"
Yun Hui stared at him, silent for a second, but only said one sentence: "Don't let anyone kiss you."
Seriousness in his eyes.
Lin Jiu's heart skipped a beat when he heard the words, and he didn't answer. He turned around and went out the door in a little panic, as if a wolf was chasing him.
Yesterday and today were so outrageous.
When Lin Jiu returned home, his mind was still chaotic. Sitting in front of the computer, he patted his face hard, trying to wake himself up.
Dole sent him a bunch of messages last night, and each message recorded her gradually broken heart.
[Brother Xiao Jiu, remember to live stream at night.]
[Brother, what time are you live?]
[Dad, when are you going live?]
[grandfather! Can you reply to a letter? ! !]
Lin Jiu's phone ran out of battery yesterday, so he didn't pay attention to the news. Of course, he couldn't live stream it if he saw it. He sent a message back to Dole: [I'm live streaming now.]
He finishes typing, hits send, and puts his phone aside. Skillfully turn on the computer and log in to Rebirth's account to broadcast live.
Today is the weekend and the traffic is a little bigger than usual. Not long after Lin Jiu opened the live broadcast room, a large number of netizens poured in and were quite surprised by this kind of corpse fraud.
[I went back and burned a piece of paper for my grandfather, the anchor he followed finally showed up, and I was overjoyed!]
[Upstairs, God R has never shown his face, he only shows his hands (funny), but it’s good to be alive, I thought something happened to him.]
[It’s a pity, God R was almost in the top ten of the monthly list last time, why did he suddenly disappear?]
[Should I give fans an explanation for disappearing for so long for no reason? Playing with us as monkeys? Pretending to be mysterious, you don't even dare to show your face, silly x!]
There are many popular people. When Lin Jiu competed for the ranking of the monthly rankings, it obviously got in the way of some people, and with the increasing number of fans, it was inevitable that some black fans would mix in and pick things up in the comment area.
Lin Jiu opened the interface and originally wanted to broadcast the game as usual, but when he saw that the comment area was noisy, he hesitated for a moment, and pulled out a small white card from the drawer.
Lin Jiu just changed into a long-sleeved shirt to cover the wound on his hand. I saw him holding a marker pen and carefully writing three words on the paper, stroke by stroke—
[sorry.]
He aimed at the camera for the audience to see. Then he turned another page and wrote the next paragraph.
[I was recently hospitalized, and I didn't tell everyone in time, sorry.]
Lin Jiu's reputation has always been very good, and the impression to netizens is also that he is quiet, concentrates on playing games, never makes trouble, and is surprisingly popular. Seeing his earnest apology, the fans immediately attacked and tore the black fans out of the live broadcast room, comforting him that he was fine.
Lin Jiu wrote two more words: [Thank you.]
He never showed his face or made a sound, and this live broadcast was also the same. After playing "Shenwujing" for several hours, he went offline after earning enough points, which was quite mysterious. Seeing that he has not signed any live broadcast platform, netizens are inevitably curious, like a cat scratching.
They can barely understand that the anchor doesn't show his face, but it's too strange that he doesn't even make a sound. How can anyone play games without turning on the microphone these days. Suddenly a lot of speculation aroused.
[Why doesn't R God show his face, is he a big man?]
[It's not like, look at the room decoration of his live broadcast, the family is surrounded by people, where does he look like a big man. By the way, the decoration style of his house is familiar, and the wallpaper is familiar, I seem to have seen it somewhere.]
[Is it too ugly? But why no sound?]
Just when everyone was speculating, suddenly a fan sent a message with tears in his eyes: [R God is estimated to be a mute, don't force him to speak, it hurts people, isn't this a knife to his heart.]
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