The words were rough, but Wen Qing really didn't dare to move.
Yu Xing directly took him to the bedroom on the second floor, closed the door, and threw him on the bed.
He leaned against the door and looked down at the person on the bed.
Wen Qing knelt and sat on the bed, her cheeks were pale and bloodless, as if she was quite frightened by what happened just now.
Surprisingly, he didn't cry.
However, the eye sockets were very red, and it looked like he had cried a lot not long ago, so he couldn't cry now.
Yu Xing clicked his tongue, and raised the corner of his mouth: "That woman is going to kill you, so let her go like this?"
Wen Qing's eyelashes trembled slightly, but he was actually very angry and a little sad.
Angry that Li Siwen wanted to harm herself, but also sad that she was influenced like this...
He lowered his head, and after a while, he said in a soft voice, "I, this is the first time I have encountered such a thing."
Rather than letting Li Siwen go, it's better to say that he didn't know what to do.
If someone tried to harm him in the real world, he would call the police.
But here...
Wen gently frowned, and asked softly, "Can we call the police here?"
Seeing his pitiful appearance, Yu Xing was annoyed and inexplicably felt a little cute.
His narrow eyes narrowed slightly, and he said slowly, "You can pray to God."
"He might be happy to help you punish the bad guys."
Wen Qing looked up in a daze, and said softly, "I don't have religious beliefs."
"I have already applied to join the party."
Yu Xing: "..."
Wen Qing waited for a while, but Yu Xing didn't speak.
He thought Yu Xing was still angry, and quickly said: "Don't be angry, I have nothing to do now."
"Don't be affected by this villa."
Don't become like Zhou Zhou and Li Siwen.
Yu Xing half closed his eyes, seeing the worry on Wen Qing's face, he felt an inexplicable emotion in his heart.
He pressed down his Adam's apple slightly, and after a while, he laughed lowly: "I'm not angry."
"But... a certain emotion was affected."
Wen Qing looked confused.
Yu Xing walked in front of him, lowered his head, and stared at Wen Qing, the desire in his eyes was clearly revealed.
Wen Qing quickly reacted.
Besides being angry, there was only one other thing on Yu Xing's mind.
Wen Qing's pale cheeks were stained red, and she stammered and asked: "You, do you want to have sex?"
Yu Xing responded lazily, and the loose bathrobe was slightly opened, revealing the strong and smooth muscle lines of his chest.
"Yeah..." He tilted his head and drew his tone, "Little Holy Father, please help me."
Wen Qing's face turned red inch by inch, and after a while, she finally choked out a sentence: "You, you are self-reliant."
After finishing speaking, he moved to the side of the bed, trying to get out of bed: "I, I won't bother you anymore."
Yu Xing raised his eyebrows: "Little holy father, how can you treat them differently."
"I don't want your life..."
He leaned over, leaned close to Wen Qing's ear, and said hintingly: "I only want your body."
After finishing speaking, he deliberately blew his breath.
Wen Qing's ears went numb, and she quickly pushed Yu Xing away, blushing: "You, don't call me like that."
"Don't you like this title?" Yu Xing paused, dragged his voice, and said vaguely, "Then poor? Little idiot? Little baby?"
His tone rose slightly, with a faint smile on his face.
Wen Qing wanted to cry but had no tears: "Stop teasing me."
Yu Xing let out a low laugh, and said slowly, "I didn't tease you."
"I mean it."
"I'm kind of... horny right now."
As he said, he circled Wen Qingbai's thin wrist, bent his index finger, and gently hooked the inner flesh.
Wen Qing's hands trembled, he felt the change in Yu Xing's body temperature.
It was not the cool temperature in the past, it was very hot, very hot, and the burning temperature seemed to seep into his body.
Wen Qing inexplicably felt a sense of dryness.
It is normal to have certain physiological needs. Wen Qing accidentally ran into the scene where her roommate solved it, but they would both tacitly know each other and would not mention it.
He had never met someone like Yu Xing who openly talked about his desires.
Wen Qing was a little at a loss.
Yu Xing didn't listen to him, and he couldn't beat Yu Xing.
Yu Xing's thumb caressed Wen Qing's fingers, from fingertips to knuckles, caressing softly and ambiguously: "Your hand..."
Wen Qing pulled out her hand abruptly, and blurted out: "I, I'm not good at crafting."
Yu Xing couldn't help laughing, he originally wanted to say that your hands are really small.
Since Wen Qing even took the initiative to mention craftsmanship, of course he was disrespectful.
He raised his hand to press Wen Qing's shoulder: "You don't need to do it."
"You just lie flat."
Wen Qing's body trembled slightly, and she stumbled and said, "No, don't..."
Yu Xing raised the corner of his mouth: "Do you want to move by yourself?"
"It's not impossible, I'm afraid you will lose your strength soon."
Wen Qing pressed her lips tightly: "I don't like this."
"Yu Xing, you, don't touch me..."
The smile on Yu Xing's lips faded, and he looked down at Wen Qing's eyes.
Although he didn't cry, his eyes were already red.
After a long time, Yu Xing let out a snort and pushed Wen gently onto the bed.
Just as Wen Qing was about to struggle, Yu Xing pinched a corner of the quilt and covered him with the quilt.
Wen Qing froze, and then a soft thing covered her lips.
Yu Xing bit his lip forcefully, and the smell of blood spread.
Wen Qing cried out in pain, something warm and moist instantly penetrated into the mouth, wrapping around the tip of the tongue.
There was a rust-like smell of blood between the lips and teeth, and the kiss was extremely rough, as if trying to tear him apart, the sound of swallowing lingered in his ears.
It took a long time before the kiss ended.
Wen Qing's lips were painful and numb, although Yu Xing had pulled away, the kiss just now was still playing back in his mouth.
Yu Xing half-closed his eyes, wiped off the water on Wen Qing's lips with his thumb, and pressed the wound punitively: "I'll let you go today."
"Next time you won't be so lucky."
Wen Qing's body trembled, and she wanted to sit up and leave the bedroom, but was pushed back on the bed by Yu Xing.
"Sleep here," Yu Xing covered him tightly, and said casually, "If you leave, I can't promise to do anything."
Wen Qing didn't dare to move anymore.
He got into the quilt, only showing his forehead and eyes, and watched Yu Xing's movements closely.
Yu Xing glanced at him and walked towards the bathroom.
When he opened the door, he stopped and said casually, "If you want to see it, I can open the door."
"I can breathe a little louder if I want to hear it."
Wen Qing immediately retracted into the quilt and covered her head tightly.
He didn't want to hear it, and he didn't want to see it.
Don't want to know anything.
After a while, the sound of water came from the bathroom.
No other sounds were mixed in.
Wen Wei breathed a sigh of relief, but her nerves were still tense.
Will Yu Xing do anything later
Will the three-headed dog father come
Who voted for Chen Yiyi
What is the important clue he forgot
...
A bunch of questions piled up in my mind.
He was sleepy, but couldn't sleep.
After an unknown amount of time, the sound of water in the bathroom stopped.
Wen Qing's little heart was suspended again, he curled up instinctively, and pricked up his ears to listen to Yu Xing's movement.
Yu Xing tilted his head, looked at the slightly trembling dumpling on the bed, and said softly, "No accident will happen tonight, sleep at ease."
Wen Qing froze for a moment, hesitated for a long time, and poked her head out cautiously.
Yu Xing stood in front of the closet, as if he had just changed into a bathrobe and was tying it.
Wen Qing pursed her lips habitually, and the wound on her lower lip was torn open again, spilling blood.
He licked the blood off his lips, and asked in a low voice, "When you vote tonight, who did you vote for?"
Yu Xing turned around to look at Wen Qing, his face was full of sleepiness, but his eyes were unusually bright.
He frowned slightly, and said a name: "Chen Yiyi."
Wen Qing asked again: "Then did you see who the teacher voted for?"
He remembered that Yu Xing was sitting next to Ji Yu, if he wanted to see it, he would definitely be able to see it.
Yu Xing Diao Erlang responded immediately: "That guy voted for me."
Wen Qing was startled, the teacher didn't lie to him.
He couldn't help but ask, "Is that why Sikong dropped Chen Yiyi?"
Hearing this, Yu Xing raised the corner of his mouth: "That guy Sikong also voted for me."
Wen Qing was stunned.
Yu Xing's two votes are Si Kong and Ji Yu.
Then Chen Yiyi's three votes were Li Siwen, Yu Xing, and Zhou Zhou.
Why did Zhou Zhou vote for Chen Yiyi
Wen Qing's mind was in a mess, and after learning the answer to a question, a strong sense of drowsiness suddenly swept through her body.
Seeing him so sleepy that his eyelids were fighting, Yu Xing said sternly: "If you don't want to sleep, we can do some exercise for two."
Wen Qing tried her best to open her eyes, and asked in a daze, "Yu Xing, does the equivalent exchange you mentioned still count?"
Yu Xing raised his eyebrows: "Of course."
Wen hummed lightly, and said vaguely: "Then, you kissed me just now... you have to tell me the clue."
Yu Xing laughed lowly, he thought that Wen Qing would be angry, ashamed, crying, etc., but he didn't expect that he would actually want to change clues.
"Go and read the book that Sikong found."
Wen gently closed his eyes.
The book... yes, the book hasn't been found yet...
Leaning on the pillow, he fell asleep in an instant.
***
Wen Qing slept peacefully this time, and kept having some messy nightmares, waking up as if she hadn't slept.
He opened his eyes, Yu Xing was not in the bedroom, and there was no sign of anyone sleeping beside the bed.
Wen Qing quickly got up to wash up, ran up to the third floor, and knocked on Sikong's door.
Just after knocking, Sikong opened the door.
"What's up?"
Wen Qing asked softly, "What was the name of the book you put on the table last time?"
Sikong's gaze fell on his lips involuntarily. There was a wound on his lower lip, which had scabbed over, but it was still glistening with water.
It is obvious that the owner licks it a lot.
Just thinking about it, Wen Qing licked his lips again.
The tip of the tongue is bright red, as if kissing someone deeply,
"I want to watch it again." Wen Qing said.
He raised his eyes and saw Sikong staring at his mouth, he touched it subconsciously, and faltered to find a reason: "I, I accidentally bit into something when I was eating."
Sikong looked away and frowned: "Can't remember just a few lines?"
Wen Qing quickly explained: "I didn't finish watching last time because..."
As he spoke, his voice suddenly stopped, and his heart skipped a beat.
He didn't finish reading last time because the teacher diverted his attention.
After that... I never saw that book again.
Sikong: "No name."
Wen Qing: "Huh?"
"That book has no title." After speaking, Sikong slammed the door shut.
Wen Qing was stunned for a while, the book didn't have a name, so he couldn't find the Chinese characters in many foreign language books.
Yesterday seemed to have seen a book without a title.
Wen Qing blinked, hurried downstairs and ran into the study.
He searched the bookshelves line by line, without missing a single book.
Still haven't found the untitled book.
Can't find it... probably hidden by someone.
Wen Qing frowned, there will be another vote in ten hours...
He might not be able to come up with an answer within a dozen hours.
Otherwise, go to Sikong again and ask him to repeat it again
Wen Qing thought about it, and there was only one way.
As soon as he reached the door of the study, his footsteps stopped suddenly.
Zhou Zhou stood outside the door at some point, with his back against the wall, smiling, like a sunny and handsome boy.
"Gently, I found the answer to customs clearance."