Chapter 43
Xu Qinggui raised his eyelids and said tentatively, "Shouldn't...shouldn't have kissed you?"

Chen Xingsa choked, and staggered his gaze, hiding his panic: "That was an accident."

It happened so fast that both of them were caught off guard, although one of them enjoyed it quite a bit.

"sough…"

He yelled, then died down, raised his finger, and hooked her little finger, just like last time.

Chen Xingsa raised his eyes.

I don't know if it's because of the alcohol that made him so fragile, and he looks so easy to bully. His eyes are so pitiful that people are moved. He usually looks good enough when he doesn't speak. This appearance is really easy to make people's hearts soften.

Under her silent gaze, he spoke in a low voice, coquettishly: "Don't be angry... If you really can't, just hit me..."

Chen Xingsa: "..."

She couldn't describe this feeling, it was like being pressed against her heart by something soft, and the indescribable ironing and movement swept over her, giving her an urge to step forward and hug him.

As soon as the idea came up, she suppressed it suddenly, and was shocked by her sudden thought.

She withdrew her hand and said forcefully, "Go to bed, it's late."

He looked at the empty palms, lowered his head and said nothing.

Chen Xingsa had a breath in his throat that couldn't go up or down, his feet seemed to be stuck to the floor, and he couldn't move.

It was silent.

After a long time, she gritted her teeth, raised her hand to grab his wrist in frustration, and dragged him upstairs.

Xu Qinggui's eyes lit up, and he followed behind her.

Arriving at the door of his room, he opened the door. The room was dark. He took a step back and looked at her: "It's so dark."

Chen Xingsa raised his palm, slapped the headlight on, went to turn on the lamp beside his bed, and came back: "Go in, I want to take a shower by myself, sleep and turn off the headlight."

"Oh."

Chen Xingsa didn't want to look at him here anymore. For some reason, her heart was beating wildly disobediently, and there was always an inexplicable impulse.

Who knew he looked like this when he was drunk.

She raised her hand and pushed him, and he went in without any resistance, and then watched the door close in front of him.

Chen Xingsa let out a breath, raised his hand to touch his lips, frowned suddenly, and went back to the bedroom.

When taking a bath, Xu Qinggui's blushing face was full of acting like a baby with her, and the heat was rising, as if his breath was spraying on his neck.

Her arm itched for a while, she lifted it up and saw that the elbow she had knocked on last time was scummed, and the picture of him blowing gently at that time appeared in front of her eyes.

"Depend on!"

The ghost lingers!

She turned off the shower, put on her pajamas and climbed into bed to go to bed. When she lay down, she bumped her head and it hurt.

Just about to turn over, there was a knock on the door.

dong dong dong.

Chen Xingsa took a deep breath, sat up, and went to open the door.

He seemed to have just taken a shower, with a faint scent of gardenia on his body, wet water dripping from his hair, he didn't even know how to wipe it, it flowed down his neck and onto his white collarbone.

He raised the ice pack in his hand: "If you have a headache, use this to apply it. I just asked Dr. Wu."

Chen Xingsa was dumb, unable to say anything for a moment.

"If you think it's troublesome, I can help you..." He yawned, almost unable to stand up, with wet beads hanging on his eyelashes, precarious.

Chen Xingsa reached out to take it, then turned around and went to the bathroom, grabbed a clean towel and threw it on his head, "Wipe yourself."

He wiped it carelessly, but it stopped dripping, so he took it off: "Okay."

she really wants to...

She dragged him to the bathroom again, turned on the hair dryer, and put it on his hand: "Blow it yourself."

Xu Qinggui raised his hands and pointed at a certain place for a long time, then yawned slowly.

Chen Xingsa thought that all her patience in her life would be exhausted here, and raised her hand to grab the hair dryer, "Squat down."

Xu Qinggui squatted on the ground obediently, the buzzing sound above his head and the warmth came over him, his eyelids were clenched, his eyes were sleepy, he raised his hands subconsciously, and slowly encircled her legs.

Chen Xingsa: "..."

She put the hair dryer aside, raised her hand and pushed the top of his hair: "Xu Qinggui."

"Well."

"Xu Qinggui?"

"Well..." He raised his head and looked at her blankly.

Chen Xingsa was silent for a while, and unconsciously softened his voice: "Get up, go to sleep."

He grabbed her hand, stood up slowly, maybe he was really too sleepy, this time he didn't dawdle anymore, turned around and left the bathroom.

Chen Xingsa packed up the hair dryer and hung it on the wall, and then looked at the ice pack that had just been casually placed on the table. It was so messy that the ice had started to melt.

She didn't care anymore, after turning off the lights and coming out, she saw a figure stretched out on the bed, half of her body covered by the quilt, sound asleep.

"..."

After tossing and tossing for so long, she was also sleepy, and she didn't want to bother with him anymore, so she lifted one side of the quilt, lay down on the bed and turned off the light, and fell asleep.

...

After falling into a deep sleep, it seemed that it had been a long time. Chen Xingsa felt a heavy iron pestle pressing on his waist, and his body was also hot, as if a big stove was attached, tightly wrapping himself.

She wanted to escape, but her movements were restricted, and she woke up abruptly from the heat.

She touched it with her hand, and found a hot hand, which held her tightly and pressed back.

Chen Xingsa was so sleepy that he almost died, he said angrily: "Give me... get up...!"

Xu Qinggui's hoarse/hoarse voice spoke above her head: "Sasha..."

The graininess of sex/sensuality rolled to her back along with her chest, her body froze, and the sleepiness dissipated a little.

"I want to go to the bathroom." He pressed against her tightly, as if seeking a sense of security, his voice was so low that he could hardly hear it: "It's too dark..."

She couldn't ignore the person behind her at all, this gesture was too intimate, like a newly married sweet couple hugging each other like glue.

She leaned her neck forward slightly, grabbing his straddling arm: "You let go first, I'll turn on the light."

The people behind hesitated a little before retracting the hand imprisoned on her waist. Chen Xingsa hurriedly stood up and turned on the bedside lamp.

The dim yellow light is like a dark crescent moon, hazy but ambiguous and warm.

Chen Xingsa moved forward, pulled the quilt and closed his eyes: "Go back to your room after going to the bathroom."

Xu Qinggui moved his Adam's apple, his scorching eyes swept over the back of her fair neck, the softness in his arms was so obvious just now, and he could still smell the fragrance of her body.

The memories before going to bed came back again and again, the roots of his ears gradually turned red, and he suddenly got up and ran to the bathroom in a hurry.

The double rooms each have a built-in bathroom adjoining.

Xu Qinggui closed the door, resting his hands on the sink for a long time.

He pinched the roots of his ears again, and closed his eyes.

Let's just say he's mentally fine...

Chen Xingsa didn't hear any movement from the toilet for a long time, and was about to fall into a deep sleep, when the bathroom door was flung open again, Xu Qinggui quietly left the room and went to the bathroom next door.

Well, quite obedient.

She closed her eyes and fell asleep peacefully.

 Sa Sa eats soft but not hard, and is very careful

  Yue Yue felt a little embarrassed to be heard by Sa Sa when she went to the toilet, so she went back to use the toilet/shh

  
 
(End of this chapter)

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