When Io spoke, all his breath spewed out on the side of his face, and drilled along his neck to the neckline, it was itchy and hot.
Wen Qing couldn't help but tilt her head, avoiding his breathing, and said slowly, "Why is your head full of color waste?"
When I didn't have a body...
Wen Qing thought for a moment, thought about it seriously, and compared it for a while, and found that Io's situation was a little more serious before.
Now it's still... restrained.
Wen was silent.
Io: "This is mainly because of the human body."
Wen Qing: "Huh?"
Io said lightly, "There are physical needs."
Wen Qing: "..."
Io thought for a while, and added: "It's as natural as eating and drinking water."
Wen Qing: "..."
Is it natural like eating and drinking water
Wen Qing was silent for a moment, then slowly said: "Perhaps, you should see a doctor."
"We ordinary humans are not like that."
Io: "..."
"Perhaps," Io said slowly, imitating the pause in Wen Qing's words, "is your problem?"
Wen Qing: "???"
Io thought for a moment, and then said: "Of course, I have to take part of the responsibility, but I didn't tempt you."
Wen Qing: "..."
Io lowered his head, leaned close to his ear, and blew, "Should I be more coquettish?"
Wen Qing: "...No need!"
Wen blushed slightly, and pushed Io away: "Let's go."
"Where are you going?" Io followed, putting his hand on his shoulder.
Wen Qing didn't avoid his touch, and looked up at the stationery store diagonally across the street: "I want to buy gifts for my younger brothers and sisters."
I wanted to buy it last time, but I forgot because of what Io confessed.
It can be made up today.
The stationery store is very close. It is not so much a stationery store as it is a canteen. It has everything you need for stationery, toys, dolls, etc. It has been doing business with the orphanage and is very popular with the children in the orphanage.
Wen Qing is not in charge of purchasing, and has met the owner of the stationery store a few times, but he is not very familiar with it. After entering the door, he said that he wanted to buy it for the orphanage, and the boss directly took out the purchase order.
"Isn't Miss Wang coming today?"
Wen Qing took the purchase order and explained: "I want to buy it personally, not in the name of the orphanage."
The boss nodded, stared at Io for a while, then suddenly said, "Ah, it's you."
"It's been a long time."
Wen Qing paused while holding the pen, and looked at Io.
Io replied indifferently: "Well, I haven't come for a while."
Seeing Wen Qing's puzzled expression, the boss smiled: "This is also a regular customer haha."
"But I haven't seen much in the past two years."
Wen Qing looked at Io, hesitated for a moment, and ordered a batch of stationery and Toy Story
After paying the money and leaving the stationery store, he asked Io, "Did you come here often before?"
The owner of the restaurant last time was the same, saying that Iou was a regular customer.
Io walked beside him and explained calmly: "It's not very frequent, the main reason is that your partner's appearance and temperament are one in a million, so they are remembered."
Wen Qing: "..."
Io continued: "This store is right in front of the orphanage. When you come to donate, you will donate some toys and stationery."
Wen lightly sighed, looked up at Io's sharp-edged side face, and asked slowly: "You used to come to the orphanage often, isn't it because of me?"
Hearing this, Io stopped in his tracks, turned his head to look at him, with a little laziness between his brows: "Of course."
Wen blinked slightly.
Io lazily added the second half of the sentence: "It's because of you."
Of course it's because of you.
Wen Qing stared at Io in a daze.
Io raised the corner of his lips, raised his hand and pinched his face: "If it wasn't for you, why would I stay in Nancheng? Why would I stay in this small world?"
"Do you really think your partner is idle?"
Wen Qing opened his mouth, but was speechless for a moment.
"Wen Qing, listen carefully," Io looked down at him, with a rare serious expression on his face, "It's because of you."
"Just because of you."
Wen Qing's eyelashes trembled, and she whispered, "Didn't you say you were very busy before?"
Io laughed: "No matter how busy you are, you can spare some time."
Wen gently lowered his head, the tip of his nose suddenly felt a little sour, and Io's words did not hide his preference at all.
own preference.
The dean's mother is very good, but she treats every child equally, not just him.
But Io's love is different.
Wen pursed his lips lightly, sniffed his nose, and after a while, asked in a low voice, "When did it start?"
Io thought for a while: "Ten years ago."
Ten years ago, the scope was too large.
Wen Qing asked: "Eleven years ago or nineteen years ago?"
Io recalled for a moment: "When you were in the second grade of elementary school."
Second grade
When he was eight
The emotion in Wen Qing's heart stopped, he raised his eyelids, and looked at Io in shock.
Meeting his eyes, Io couldn't help rubbing his hair, feeling a little helpless: "What are you thinking?"
"At that time, I thought you were a fun kid."
"It's pathetic and funny."
He said casually, "That's why I helped the orphanage."
Wen Qing was stunned for a moment, recalling that the orphanage did indeed receive a large sum of money when he was in elementary school, and the situation gradually improved.
He recalled it seriously for a while, but didn't find any memory about Io.
He asked suspiciously, "Then did I see you when I was a child?"
Io nodded: "You have seen me many times."
Wen Qing was dumbfounded: "Then why don't I have any impression?"
Io raised his eyebrows, the corners of his lips tugged lightly, and he said casually: "Don't you remember that your partner is very proud?"
Wen Qing: "I'm not proud, I'm asking you."
As if he didn't hear what he said, Io continued on his own, "Well, I have to be punished."
Wen Qing: "..."
Io: "We are a romantic relationship with clear rewards and punishments."
Wen Qing: "..."
Guessing what Io was thinking, Wen Qing was silent for a moment, and said to him: "Now I think we are in a romantic relationship that just met by chance."
Io: "..."
Wen Qing walked to the side of the road and raised her hand to hail a taxi.
He sat in the back row, and Io took advantage of the opportunity to sit beside him.
The taxi driver asked, "Where are you going?"
The two spoke at the same time, saying different locations.
Io: "South City University."
Wen Qing: "Nancheng Community."
Io was startled, and looked at Wen Qing.
Wen Qing immediately put on her seat belt and avoided his sight.
The taxi driver asked again, "Where are you going?"
Yi Ou: "Go to Nancheng Community."
Wen Qing turned her head to look at the scenery outside the window, her cheeks flushed slightly: "My textbook for tomorrow's class is left in the community."
Yi Ou didn't ask the reason, held his hand, and said casually: "Anyway, we have to go back to the community."
"Doctor Wen, why don't you take care of me by the way?"
Before Wen Qing could speak, the taxi driver looked at the rearview mirror and asked warily, "What's wrong?"
"There is a mask in the car, it's right by your hand."
Io: "..."
He glanced at the driver and lazily leaned on the back of the chair: "Master, we are flirting."
"You affect my performance."
Wen Qing: "..."
taxi driver:"… "
Io continued, "Be careful."
Wen Qing couldn't help pulling off his sleeves, motioning him not to talk nonsense.
Io turned his head to look at him, and continued, "You think so, too."
Wen Qing: "..."
"I want to get out of the car."
Leo was ashamed alone.
In the end, the taxi driver didn't stop halfway, and Wen Qing couldn't get out of the car.
I don't know if it was because of embarrassment or because I Ou really felt sick, the driver took half the time than usual to arrive at the Nancheng community.
As soon as she entered the room, Wen Qing's phone vibrated, and a WeChat notification popped up.
Wen Qing put on her slippers and walked in while looking at her phone.
It was Song Qiang's news.
Song Qiang: [Brother, are you with Iou now?]
Wen Qing: [Well, what's wrong?]
Song Qiang: [Nothing, I just want to care about Io.]
Song Qiang: [How is he now?]
Wen Qing paused with her fingertips, and looked up at Io.
Io walked on his right side, his brows and eyes half closed, the corners of his lips curled up inadvertently, and he looked in a good mood.
Wen Qing: [Very happy.]
Song Qiang: [That's good, that's good.]
Song Qiang: [Hey, I don't want to either.]
Song Qiang: [It's all my fault that I have a head that is comparable to Sherlock Holmes, why am I so smart.]
Song Qiang: [I suddenly understood Iou's forbidden love.]
Wen Qing: […]
Just as Wen Qing was about to explain well, a hand appeared in front of her eyes and took the phone away.
Io took his mobile phone: "Doctor Wen, be serious."
He turned off the phone with one hand and casually threw it aside.
Before Wen Qing could react, she was pushed onto the sofa.
Io bent his knees and leaned against the sofa, trapping him on the sofa, with the corners of his lips curled up, smiling like a seductive spirit, and said in a hoarse voice: "Doctor Wen, my body seems a little strange."
"Can you check for me?"
As he spoke, he grabbed Wen Qing's hand and pulled it towards him.
From a certain distance, Wen Qing could feel the heat emanating from his body, making her face flushed with dryness.
Wen Qing's eyelashes fluttered slightly, and she said nervously: "I, I think you are hopeless."
"Is that so?" Io raised his brows slightly, and said draggingly, "I've already found the medicine."
"it's here."
After the words fell, Wen Qing's lips softened.
Io sucked the flesh of his lips and caressed tenderly.
Wen Qing blushed, raised his hand to hook Iou's neck, and his breathing became a little short: "Go back to the room."
…
When Wen Qing woke up again, it was already night, and the moon and stars were scarce.
Io, with his upper body naked, was sitting on the bed, with a laptop by his hand, tapping on the keyboard.
He lowered his eyes slightly and pursed his thin lips. Although there was no expression on his face, it was no longer indifferent, but a little gentle.
Seeing the scratches on his arm, Wen Qing immediately looked away and saw the content on his computer screen.
Professor Chen: [Can you not answer the phone?]
Io: [No, my partner is sleeping.]
Professor Chen: […]
Io: [The programs and scripts for the project design have been sent to your email.]
Professor Chen: [Let me take a look first.]
Io: [My partner has already been woken up by you, so I'm going to coax him.]
Professor Chen: […]
Wen Qing: "..."
In the next second, Io lowered his eyes and looked at him.
His eyes fell on his face, and soon moved to his neck and shoulders.
Wen Qing couldn't help lowering her head when he saw him, her cheeks flushed when she saw the red marks on her shoulders, and she shrank back into the quilt.
Io put the computer aside, stretched out his hand to caress the side of his neck, pursed his lips and said, "I'll get the medicine."
Wen Qing opened his mouth, his throat was dry and burning like pain, he was too dumb to speak, so he could only close his mouth and nodded slightly.
Seeing this, Eo got up and said, "Go get you another glass of water."
Wen Qing blinked, and several WeChat messages popped up on the computer beside him.
Professor Chen: [Didn't you say infinite streaming?]
Professor Chen: [Why only one copy of the game was designed?]
Professor Chen: [What about after that? If the guide is a copy of Novice Village, what is the connection with the main plot?]
Professor Chen: [Where are people? Are you really trying to coax someone?]
Wen Qing looked at the screen and remembered the first copy in another world.
It's the guide, it's the villa.
The last copy is also that villa.
A door that only the guide can open.
Wen Qing was dazed, and suddenly understood the true meaning of the guide.
Soon, Io came back with medicine and water.
Seeing Wen Qing staring blankly at the computer, he also glanced at the screen.
Io put the water glass and medicine aside, leaned over and gently kissed Wen Qing's lips: "I forgot to tell you all this time."
"Thank you for letting me come to the world."
Only a guide can end the endless days of other worlds.
It is not the player who wants to end, but also God.
A guide who leads the gods to the world.
Wen Qing bent her lips and said in a low voice, "You're welcome."