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Jiang Shiye folded his clothes several times and finally stopped.

Cen Si sat on the ninth bed.

Jiang Shiye looked up at him.

The latter gave a proud wink understatement.Afraid of being photographed, he rubbed his eyes exaggeratedly.

Jiang Shiye lowered his head again, and started folding his clothes at the last second when his smile was about to burst.

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The routine is always deeper than I imagined.

After much effort, he finally closed the suitcase and stood up.

On the other side, Qin Le Zhongwei was discussing the problem of snoring, and Cen Si, who was sitting on the edge of the bed, asked Jiang Shiye seriously: "Hey Xiao Jiang, do you snore?"

"..."

Looking up, Jiang Shiye looked at Cen Si squarely, and smiled politely: "No. Will you?"

Cen Si smiled hippie: "I don't know, I haven't slept with anyone for a long time."

Jiang Shiye narrowed his eyes: "That's it."

Cen Si raised his eyebrows: "Have you ever slept with someone?"

Jiang Shiye climbed onto the bed and slowly said, "No, I only slept with my dog."

There was a lot of noise in the room. In the corner next to the wall, one person crawled into bed and laughed facing the wall, and the other sat on the bed laughing, and no one knew what they were laughing at.

But that kind of different magnetic field is very obvious at a certain moment.

Xu Yinggang followed Mike's example and changed places, sleeping in No. 7, next to Li Xuexue in No. 8.She looked at Cen Si silently, and suddenly poked him: "Ah Si, how are you used to sleeping? Be careful not to kick your sister Xue'er."

And Cen Si said:

"Don't worry, I'm sleeping on my side with my back facing Sister Xue'er."

When all the lights were turned off and he lay down, he didn't know what time it was. Jiang Shiye silently changed from facing the wall to lying flat when his sight became dark.

He had just wrapped the quilt tightly, but at this moment he deliberately loosened it, covering it hollowly, the plaid quilt and Cen Si's dark blue quilt were integrated into one.

Ten people spending the night together is always fresh, and there are people chatting non-stop, from all over the world, and it's about Cen Si's movie "Return".

"That's right, that's the scene where Lou Jishan used a sword for the first time. I like that scene the most." Zhong Wei said, "The mirror is so awesome."

"Indeed, that bgm was also a god." Qin Le said, "And later he said to Detective Nie——"

Several people imitated the voice of the lines in unison: "'What's wrong with betraying yourself once'!"

"Yes, goosebumps are coming up. The fourth brother and Mr. Wang Haizhou have a great scene-hey, fourth brother, how did you shoot that scene, you keep hanging on to Wia?"

No one cares.

Li Xuexue tilted her head and looked at Cen Si's back lying on her side: "He seems to be asleep. Let's keep our voice down."

"Why did you fall asleep so quickly?" someone asked.

"Really." Li Xuexue replied in a low voice, "Ono, is Ah Si asleep?"

Jiang Shiye was inexplicably cueed, and opened his closed eyes.

He didn't know how Li Xuexue knew that he wasn't asleep, so he hummed hastily, moved his legs, pressed a restless instep, and replied perfunctorily, "I'm asleep, I don't know."

After everyone continued to chat in a low voice, the foot that Jiang Shiye was pressing down on his calf began to walk upstream again.

Jiang Shiye's breath was a little uneven.

Cen Si, with a quiet face outside the quilt, did not blink his eyelashes, folded his arms by the pillow, and seemed to be sleeping soundly.

However, a leg hidden in the dark blue quilt stretched to the side, crossed the dividing line between the two quilts, and reached Jiang Shiye's sea of lattices.

As soon as Jiang Shiye was lying down, he felt a toe poking his ankle, but he didn't care, but the foot was getting bigger and bigger, and it went to the calf.Are the soles of Cen Si's feet really flexible, and his toes curled up and down, completely tickling Jiang Shiye's side leg.That thin layer of provocative itching, like ants, snakes, and wind, is just to make the skin's fluff stand up completely and make the heart beat abnormally in the dark night.

Jiang Shiye simply bent his legs.

Cen Si did not move.

Jiang Shiye breathed out.

After a while, when Zhong Wei was talking about which domestic actor had the highest award, a certain Academy Award Winner seemed to be sleeping cold, shrank his body again, and buried his hands under the quilt.

Then, like a villain traveling westward in the quilt sky, his fingers swished a long distance, and came to the territory of bed No. 10 again.

The corner of Jiang Shiye's clothes on the side was carefully lifted.

An annoying big hand came up.

Warm waist, cold hands.

Like the tentacles of an octopus.

Jiang Shiye couldn't help but bury his hand in the quilt and hold that hand.

But Cen Si still pushed forward, and the octopus struggled to break free from the package in Jiang Shiye's hand.

Slide from the waist to the hipbones, and open the waist of the pajama pants.

Still have to drill in.

Even after doing this, his face was still peaceful.

Jiang Shiye started to sweat.

He regrets it.

You shouldn't be sleeping next to this guy.

The quilts spread by Datong are connected in a line, and no one knows the posture of the person under the quilt, whose hands are on whose body.Jiang Shiye lay flat, and after a long time, he still grabbed Cen Si's wrist, and his breathing became a little uncontrollably heavy.

Cen Si finally retracted his hand.

only.

He moved a little too fast.

There was a snap.

The waistband of pajama pants with good elasticity bounces back to the sound of the skin.

"..."

"..."

This sound is special, it only belongs to loose and tight pants, it is simply a notification sound that reveals the gameplay.

Cen Si's eyes widened, and Jiang Shiye's also widened, and his breathing stopped.

Those who should be talking are still talking, and those who should be sleeping are still sleeping.Li Xuexue who was next to her didn't even move.

The two breathed a sigh of relief again.

Jiang Shiye blushed, turned over angrily, and could feel the snort from the back of his neck from a chuckle.

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