So under Qi Ji's unconscious teasing, Qin Jue could only bury his head in the pillow, frustrated and embarrassed, acting like a dead fish.
For a long time, he never told others that for him, who was not afraid of anything, the night was actually thousands of times scarier than the day.
After all, when conscious, the brain can still take the initiative, but once a person falls asleep, he really has no control over where those rancid and pus-filled dreams will develop.
For this reason, he has been resisting sleep all year round, and has long been prepared to die suddenly at any time. But this night, the humiliation of "a man from the northwest lost to a scholar from the south of the Yangtze River" made him curl up, and soon He drowsily admitted his defeat and closed his eyes: Forget it, let him go first, and then find a chance to kill him again later.
The warm air from the air conditioner was blowing, and he didn't know how long it took before he fell into a dream that was completely different from before. He was unprepared and fell into the colorful warm light he had never seen before.
The world in his dream was rare and clean and warm, surrounded by huge, flower-shaped crystal candies. As he walked, he accidentally fell down while looking blankly before he felt too much in his heart. Then he lay down on something soft and white in a daze, and began to float slowly. His chest, waist, hands and feet were all wrapped softly, and he could no longer get up.
For a moment, he felt that the thing carrying him was a pink cloud or a bunch of sweet marshmallows.
But unlike clouds and marshmallows, that piece of stuff is firmer and warmer, like the soft fur of some large animal in the mountains, and like a warm piece of toast that has just been baked. , exuding the fragrant and rich smell of fresh milk, hugging him tightly all night long, always reminding him of the snow-kissed brownies or caramel cheese cakes in the window on Christmas Eve.
Piney and silky, soft and sweet.
… Fuck, what’s going on? I’m a little hungry.
So after eight or nine hours, what gradually woke him up was not the light from the real world, but the feeling of hunger that could never have appeared in the previous short sleep.
"Well… "
Originally, getting up was something he could do in a second, but this time, he stretched out his hand to rub his eyes, and his whole body was still entangled with a trace of peaceful sleep that refused to go away.
It was not until the sound of another person's breathing gradually approaching clearly in his ears that he suddenly raised his heart and realized that his hands and feet were wrapped around something, and his brain exploded.
After all, this "thing" is undoubtedly Qi Ji's body.
…fuck.
Qin Jue cursed instinctively. He had no time to think about how he was wrapped around Qi Ji. He just had to admit that the two of them were indeed squeezed on the outside of the bed - in other words, it was him. , I don’t know when I moved out from under my quilt and got into Qi Ji’s bed.
What's even worse is that the natural physiological reaction in the morning is still reminding him: Brother, this is uncomfortable.
… Oh shit. So Qin Jue's forehead suddenly broke out in cold sweat, and he was in a mess, and all he felt was the luck among misfortunes: Fortunately, he didn't bite this piece of "thing" in his sleep because it was too fragrant, otherwise... otherwise, he would have shot his head. Maybe it’s not the “head” of the head.
Gradually, the sunlight outside the window became a little stronger, and part of it could be filtered through the blackout curtains. So facing the fact exposed in front of him, Qin Jue swallowed quickly, and the only way he could think of was to push the other person away roughly, and then He cheekily joked, "I'm sorry, I dreamed about Hatano-sensei last night," but in the shallow sunlight, Qi Ji's slightly opened pale pink lips were really like the softest velvet layer on the cheesecake, which made Qin Jue's eyes narrowed unconsciously, and he finally scratched the scar on his neck in embarrassment, a little reluctant to wake the person up.
...Forget it, the real man is 18 centimeters, he can bend and stretch.
So Qin Jue changed his strategy. While curling up his two fists, he twisted his waist and abdomen and bowed his body, and began to carefully withdraw from the opponent's arms.
However, everything went wrong today, and everything went against his expectations - he had only moved 0.1 millimeter when a humming murmur sounded in his ears, which seemed to indicate that the other party was about to wake up.
Qin Jue's heart trembled, and the fancy word "草" that came up in his throat could probably cover the entire Compendium of Materia Medica. But the moment he saw Qi Ji's eyelashes trembling, his first reaction could only be to close his eyes tightly and continue to pretend to sleep. , had to expose the fact that he took the initiative to get into someone's bed.
His face felt hot because of this, as if he had been slapped all night long, but no matter what, it was better than facing the other person directly.
Unfortunately, after a few seconds, that soft voice began to talk to itself: "It's been pestering me all night... Taking the initiative to get into my arms... You even let me go down yesterday... "
Not to mention, Qi Ji, who insisted on sleeping together, was actually quite aggrieved.
Qin Jue's mouth was dry, and his hot breath was full of anger. He couldn't help but turn over in anger and retort, "Dad didn't kick you down, so he loves you." But the other party took the lead and sat up carefully before him. He picked up the hem of his clothes and continued to say to himself: "Ah, I got an erection this morning."
This is as natural as saying that the weather is nice today.
Qin Jue was alone and confused, but the other party immediately tucked him in. As he got up to go to the toilet, he was about to sing: Afraid of the dark~Afraid of the dark~
In an instant, Qin Jue's trembling throat completely choked, and his eyes were as bright as a hundred high-beam lights, making him dizzy. He only felt that the moment of his sudden death might be now.
—Is this normal fucking humiliation? This is simply a shame and humiliation, worthy of a live broadcast of suicide.
He was so aggrieved that he couldn't speak, and his blood pressure surged at a steady pace. Now he was about to explode, and his physiological reactions disappeared. He rolled half a circle, and finally covered himself with a quilt to activate self-isolation mode. I can't think of any other way to calm down.
But the house leaked and it rained all night. He never expected that these were not the most terrible things. The most terrible thing was that this wealthy club was much more evil than he imagined.
For example, just two minutes later, someone will knock on the door and say softly: Xiaohua, I’m here to clean you~
To be honest, this sentence should have come from the nanny, but Qin Jue was very sure that this voice... was that annoying Cui Xuezhi.
… what happened? So Qin Jue was stunned. He even forgot to panic, but he had to suspect that he was still dreaming.
But the sound of the door lock opening still sounded quickly and clearly, and it was accompanied by Qi Ji's voice: Be gentle, he is still sleeping.
After a moment, Cui Xuezhi walked in and seemed to be holding back a smile: "Wow - it seems that our little flower is making rapid progress with our new friends. Are we sleeping together in one night? The quilt almost fell to the floor, it's too intense, isn't it? —Let me see if there are any extra transparent rubber products in the trash can that shouldn’t be there~"
Qin Jue felt the veins on his forehead jump when he heard this. He thought Qi Ji would help to refute, but unexpectedly the other party ignored Cui Xuezhi's joke and only replied: "Well, he is very proactive."
'? ? ? Qin Jue was having a hard time holding in his breath and almost couldn't hold it in anymore. But at this moment, Cui Xuezhi's voice interrupted him from jumping up from the bed: "Okay, you two are the oldest in the team now." We're close, it's better to make more friends. Don't be isolated in school like before, play games, and don't interact with others at all. After all, Shen Ye and I are still much older than you, and you can even bark. Uncle."
Qin Jue was stunned for a moment, and the temperature on his face dropped sharply. Qi Ji's answer came again in his ears: "...Okay, I understand, Uncle Juexue."
"... Damn, you are quite good." Cui Xuezhi rubbed Qi Ji's head as if in punishment, and soon his tone became unserious again, "Why is he still sleeping? Before the trial training, the manager took him to the hospital for a physical examination. He told me that he can't sleep well, why don't you just feel like we're old friends at first sight and go into battle with a gun to torture people?"
Qi Ji sounded a little aggrieved: "I didn't, no... He was obviously the one messing with me all night."
Qin Jue came back to his senses and felt pain in his temples again. Cui Xuezhi laughed a few times and started to take care of the surroundings: "It's time to wake him up. He will have to eat and train later."
"No, I want him to sleep a little longer." Qi Ji seemed to have started to change clothes, "I'm going to get him some food, I can make it in time."
"Xiao Qi, I'm very happy to know that you have made a new friend," Cui Xuezhi emphasized his elder brother status while feeling helpless, "But you can't hold it in your hands like this, right? I really want you to care for people like this. I suspect that you not only slept with him, but also got pregnant by sleeping with him~"
Qin Jue's chest felt suffocated, and the scars on his temples were burning again, but Qi Ji didn't seem to care about Cui Xuezhi's jokes from beginning to end. He just wanted to maintain the warm friendship he had just won, so he made a calculation: "There is a store nearby that sells cold skin." I’m going to buy a meat bun for him. I heard that northerners don’t like southern food, especially...especially our Jiangsu and Zhejiang cuisine, they think it’s too sweet.”
"Okay, okay, there is a Sichuan cuisine chef in the team, and you just kicked him off." Cui Xuezhi became even more enthusiastic, "Sour girl, you have taken good care of her~"
Qin Jue's face was so hot that he wanted to strangle this guy to death, but Qi Ji was not ashamed of these jokes. He opened the door and replied: "I will be back soon. You can't wake him up."
Cui Xuezhi probably just returned the gesture and turned around to wipe the dust.
When the door closed, Qin Jue couldn't hold it in anymore. Within three seconds, he quickly completed a series of actions such as kicking off the quilt, turning over to sit up, and looking into the eyes of the shocked Cui Xuezhi. He then said: "... what you just said , that guy was isolated in school before?"
He didn't know why his first sentence was not a curse, but a concern about such a stupid thing.
Cui Xuezhi also blinked in confusion and opened his mouth for a long time before reacting: "...Have you heard everything?"
Qin Jue glanced at him sideways and nodded: "He... isn't he quite handsome? Why is he isolated?"
Cui Xuezhi narrowed her eyes and looked at him for a while, without asking him why he cared about this. He just replied: "Why would a 10-year-old kid be malicious? Adults who have not had the same experience basically can't understand. He is tall, short and fat. Being thin, having bad grades, or even just wearing glasses with high myopia can be reasons for being isolated. I can't say for sure. I only know that if it hadn't been for those things, he might not have dropped out of school."
"...Oh, okay." After hearing this, Qin Jue looked away and deliberately responded indifferently, then got up and washed up.
Cui Xuezhi, who likes to do housework, bent over and folded the quilt, thinking about something, and then asked slowly: "By the way, Wang Yan... do you like to eat steamed buns? I'm afraid that boy misunderstood and went all the way in vain. After all, not everyone in the Northwest Everyone likes to eat this, like me, a Cantonese who doesn’t like soup.”
The room was still filled with the scent of coconut milk left by the shower gel. When Qin Jue heard this, he didn't even brush his teeth. He immediately changed his previous attitude towards Qi Ji and stuck his head out. His voice was due to the foam hanging around his mouth. A little slurred: "Don't worry about it, I like to eat whatever he buys, understand?"
This time, he felt that he was just confronting Cui Xuezhi, but when the other party's laughter burst out, he felt that something was wrong and his ears were hot. He spent a long time thinking about how to explain it, but the other party quickly put everything away. , leaving a few words and leaving first.
"There will be a heavyweight competition going on in a while. It seems that your souls and bodies will blend well with each other. I don't need to worry too much~"
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