Ruan Xiangyuan turned around, leaning against the sink behind his back, both hands were still held by Lei Qie, the skin touched by the man's slightly rough fingers left the cold water, and hot water came at any time. Burning pain.
Then Lei Qie let go of his hand, and rubbed his slightly cold palm into his waist, the cold touch touched the warm skin, Ruan Xiangyuan shivered and subconsciously wanted to hide, Lei Qie He didn't stop him, but took his hand away, and after taking a look at Ruan Xiangyuan, he slowly grabbed his shirt, lowered his head, and patiently buttoned him one by one the buttons that Hawkeye had untied before—
But what made Ruan Xiangyuan very disturbed was that without looking back, Lei Qie kicked the water release button of the bathtub behind him—a very violent kick, and the entire outlet pipe made a buzzing sound, and the corners of Ruan Xiangyuan's mouth twitched. He was about to educate the king in Building No. 2 in front of him, as an outsider, he should take good care of the public property of the other building, but before he could speak, the man pressed the corner of his lips threateningly. Hoarse voice: "Shut up, don't make me angry."
"..."
Pursing his lips, Ruan Xiangyuan suddenly became a little unclear about the definition of "getting angry"—could it be that Lei Qie's current posture of almost tearing down Hawkeye's entire cell was a sign of "being in a good mood"
Lei Qie lowered his head, patiently buttoned Ruan Xiangyuan's shirt one by one, and then let him go. The man suddenly stopped moving, which made Ruan Xiangyuan uncontrollably alert. He held his breath, and when he raised his head, he found that Lei Qie's face was very close at hand—
Ruan Xiangyuan: "What are you doing?"
"If this wasn't Hawkeye's cell," Rachel stared into the eyes of the black-haired young man in front of him, and said almost word for word, "I'll kill you now."
Ruan Xiangyuan: "..."
After Lei Qie finished speaking, without giving Ruan Xiangyuan a chance to breathe, the man grabbed his jaw to fix his head, trapped him tightly in front of his tall body and the sink, leaned over, and bit down on him. His thin lips were tightly pursed, "... vent your anger." He bit the lips of the black-haired young man and said vaguely.
When Lei Qie did this, Ruan Xiangyuan found that with the mild scent of soap, the man's breath was mixed with a lingering bloody smell, which made him feel as if he had been thrown into a narrow and closed space. In the space, the whole person was compressed into a ball, unable to breathe, unable to break free...
"What are you doing?" Sensing the absent-minded person in his arms and the obviously wrong breathing rate, Lei Qie frowned slightly, and let go of Ruan Xiangyuan, "What's the matter?"
"The smell of blood
. "Ruan Xiangyuan muttered.
"Don't pretend to me," Lei Qie narrowed his eyes dangerously, "Why didn't I see you show mercy when you fought on the floor?"
Ruan Xiangyuan twitched his eyelashes: "... Do you think any of them has a broken arm or a leg and is bleeding profusely?"
That doesn't seem to be the case. Reluctantly, Lei Qie stretched out his big hand to bring his face back, and forcefully threw out a "don't care", leaned forward and continued to hold the cold thin lips of the person under him, this time, it even got worse, and the flexible tip of his tongue easily pried it open. With slightly closed teeth, the black-haired young man barged in domineeringly, entangled Ruan Xiangyuan's tongue and teased...
The man's urgent attack didn't even give him any chance to breathe. Ruan Xiangyuan had no choice but to retreat steadily after making the first concession, allowing the opponent to pass the bloody breath from his lips to the tip of his tongue, between his nose, every time. The breath is full of the smell of Rachel—
Ruan Xiangyuan's breathing was unsteady, and a faint layer of blood stained his originally lacking cheeks, but at this moment, he felt Lei Qie withdraw from his mouth, biting his lower lip hard, and then leaned The whole body of the sink was lifted up, and Ruan Xiangyuan didn't even realize what happened. Then, he was thrown into the bathtub filled with water at an unknown time -
There was a loud crash, accompanied by the bone-chilling ice-cold football.
The thin shirt was tightly attached to the skin, and the pain in the bones of the left arm suddenly became numb. Ruan Xiangyuan choked on two mouthfuls of water, and suddenly raised his head, only to find that at some point, Lei Qie also squatted down. , he tapped lightly on one knee, and rested one hand lazily on the edge of the bathtub, as if he didn't care about getting his sleeves wet—
The faces of the two were very close.
Ruan Xiangyuan wanted to stand up, but was pushed back by the man—
"do what?"
"Let me teach you a lesson," Lei Qie said expressionlessly, "next time, don't meddle in other people's business, and don't save people who shouldn't be saved... There are so many people in the Jue Wing Hall, can you save them?"
. "
"You don't care."
"Then next time, don't be carried past Lao Tzu like a cripple."
Lei Qie's voice sounded very cold—in fact, at this moment, those blue pupils that were usually blue had also turned into a light blue that seemed to be as cold as the water in the bathtub at this time.
Ruan Xiangyuan stopped struggling, and seemed to have finally remembered something he seemed to have been ignoring all along: "How do you know that Hawkeye is hugging me?"
When he heard the verb "hug", Rachel's face darkened. However, he still maintained his posture leaning against the bathtub, watching without moving. , looking at his dark-haired young man, after watching for a while, his mood improved a little, and he said lazily: "There is a tracker in that royal badge."
"—What?!" Ruan Xiangyuan couldn't believe his dog ears, looked at the face that was taken for granted, and couldn't help raising his voice, "Didn't you say that thing is useless!"
"What are you yelling about?" The man moved his head away a little bit unbearably, with a lazy smile on his lips, and said completely irresponsibly, "I can't lie to you."
Ruan Xiangyuan: "……………………………"
"If I told you that there was a tracker inside, wouldn't you f*ckingly try to take it off? What's more, which pore on your body has I never seen or touched?" I wouldn't recognize it unless you were burned to ashes in an urn."
"..."
Ruan Xiangyuan didn't know if he wanted to be moved, although listening to Lei Qie's tone, he really wasn't very moved.
"Let's get down to business, did you listen to what I said?"
"What words?"
"Don't mind your own business."
"This is the business of Building No. 3."
"I don't care about the number of buildings," Lei Qie frowned, with an unexpectedly tough attitude, "I'm asking you."
"Why do you ask me?"
"Because you are… "
Halfway through the man's words, he paused again when he suddenly looked into those black pupils.
.
With a muffled sound of smacking his tongue, the man looked away, took off the butt of the cigarette that had burnt out before his lips, and threw it casually into the drain net beside the bathtub. He was worried about something, which made him look a little irritable, and looked around at a loss, finally, under Ruan Xiangyuan's speechless gaze, the man stood up, stretched out his hand and swept all the things on the sink—
After the crackling bottles and jars in the bathroom fell to the floor, Lei Qie stood in the mess, looked at Ruan Xiangyuan expressionlessly and said, "I'm going back."
"En?" Ruan Xiangyuan nodded numbly, "Oh."
Beside Ruan Xiangyuan, the water in the bathtub was still splashing—this became the only background sound in the terrifyingly quiet bathroom at this moment.
Rachel stood there and waited for a while, watching the black-haired young man opposite him sitting in the icy bathtub water, not intending to make any movements at all, and finally confirmed that what was sticking in front of him was a fake one. White-eyed wolf, Lei Qie turned around, walked to the door of the bathroom in two or three steps, grabbed the doorknob and twisted it hard—
However-
The moment he opened the bathroom door, the man heard the sound of water splashing behind him, and then, a slippery, cold, slender hand grabbed his wrist.
Slightly startled, Lei Qie's tall figure stopped, and from an invisible angle behind him, some complicated emotions flashed in those blue pupils, and the brows that were originally frowning slightly frowned even tighter. After a while, he paused, and finally turned around when the white palm on his wrist, which was in shocking contrast to his bronze skin, was getting tighter and tighter.
"What do you want to say?" He asked indifferently.
"Uh..." Seeing that Lei Qie let go of the doorknob and turned around again, Ruan Xiangyuan withdrew his hand. Some did not expect this guy to actually turn around, frowning, and suddenly he was not sure what he was going to say—as if There are a lot of things I want to say, but when the words came to my lips, I found that none of these words were suitable, so I paused. When the impatience on Lei Qie's face became more and more obvious, Ruan Xiangyuan lowered his voice, and his voice seemed a little tense He asked calmly, "I heard that we broke up?"
"..."
I have to say that Rachel was stunned by this godlike question
.
After a moment of silence, the man was a little bit dumbfounded. With a playful smile in the corner of his eyes, he squinted at the very nervous black-haired young man on the opposite side: "Have we started?"
"..." I haven't started it before, so I just asked casually.
Ruan Xiangyuan scratched his head in embarrassment, turned away his face, and let out a long "oh", without any ups and downs. However, Lei Qie, who was standing opposite him, did not ignore the fleeting disappointment in those black pupils. .
With a muffled sneer from the depths of his throat, the man stretched out his hand, squeezed the black-haired young man's chin, forcibly turned his face back to look at him, and suddenly asked without beginning or end: "Have you eaten that apple? "
What apple? The restaurant one? That dishonest breakup fee? Ruan Xiangyuan nodded honestly: "... I ate."
Lei Qie was speechless, raised the corners of his lips, and clicked his tongue slightly contemptuously: "Did you reincarnate as a starving ghost?"
Aren't apples just for eating? Do you still expect Lao Tzu to plant it in the yard of Building No. 3 and turn it into an apple tree in the coming year? Ruan Xiangyuan was dumbfounded. He raised his head suddenly, but unexpectedly saw that the red-haired man standing opposite him at this moment had a faint smile in his eyes.
Laughing hair
Ruan Xiangyuan didn't understand, he knew that this topic was over, with a very futile ending.
"what about now?"
"What?"
"us?"
Rachel smiled.
Stretching out his hand, bending his fingers slightly, he hooked off a drop of ice water falling down the black-haired young man's chin, and his indifferent gaze swept over those lips that had lost their color from the cold—
"Whatever you say is what it is."
The author has something to say: == For the sake of such a festive festival (.) as the National Day, I will send a few chapters of candy to eat.