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Qi Yan made a lot of excuses for himself, but he still didn't have the courage to hug him back. He couldn't, he couldn't allow himself to indulge in this false happiness like this.
He opened his eyes, pushed Fu Ci's hand away, and just as he stood up, he was pulled into his arms.
"Huh? Can't you fall asleep?" Fu Ci hugged her tighter, her voice muffled, "Will it be better? You will recognize the bed on the first night, and I will accompany you."
Fu Ci's voice was not loud, but made Qi Yan stop.
Don't go to the Internet cafe with your roommate to play games, and even come to him to watch movies you don't like, and finally don't want to go back to your bed, just because he's afraid that he won't be able to sleep in the bed?
This scene seems familiar.
When he went to Fuci's house for the first time, he didn't fall asleep until the middle of the night, and finally he couldn't hold back and knocked on Fuci's door.
In the end, Fu Ci hugged him tightly and slept all night.
To be honest, it was boring, but it gave him an unprecedented sleep.
The tip of his nose was filled with a familiar smell, and Qi Yan only felt that the defense line he had just built had collapsed, and a person named Fu Ci sneaked in again.
As if, no matter how he hides, he can't escape.
For a long time, as if praying for compromise, he slowly hugged the person in front of him, buried his face in his chest, listened to the mixed heartbeats of the two, and let out a soft cry, with an unknown covetousness,
"Pay your remarks."
don't come near me anymore.
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Woohoo, my heart is sour when I write it, I obviously want to write sweet love!
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Chapter 5
The next day, the sky lit up, and the warm orange light of the sun spread into the dormitory, illuminating this dark and narrow little world through the unclosed bed curtains.
There were two boys sleeping on the single bed, which was not quite spacious. The slightly taller one took the other person into his arms in an absolutely possessive posture, and put his right hand on each other's waist.
Qi Yan's face was sunk in the soft pillow, only one side face was exposed. The lines were clean, the skin was fair, and the slightly messy hair made the person more well-behaved. At this time, the eyelashes trembled slightly, as if feeling the dazzling light. , tilted his head to hide in the arms of the person in front of him as if avoiding him.
Fu Ci also cooperated with Qi Yan's waist and brought it to his side, and rubbed Qi Yan's hair soothingly, motioning him to continue sleeping.
The two people beside the bed who had returned to the dormitory after all night saw this scene and looked at each other, not knowing what to do for a while.
Liu Liu pursed his lips towards Song Yang and lowered his voice: "What should we do? We also brought them breakfast. If we don't eat it, it will be cold, but Brother Ci's waking up is terrible..."
Once in the next bedroom, didn't know what was going on in the early morning. It was useless to remind him, and it was useless to give the person who didn't get enough sleep. Finally, he lifted the quilt and killed him directly next door. He and Song Yang only had time to hear it. There was a shrill scream next door.
Since then, the next bedroom has been as quiet as a chicken sooner or later, and even when he sees Fu Ci, he will respectfully call out "Hello, Brother Ci".
Song Yang glanced at the two sleeping on the bed hugging each other, and then at the time. Instead of being as cautious as Liu Liu, he said directly, "Brother Ci, get up, we will have class later."
He said something, but Fu Ci didn't respond, but instead Prayers woke up first.
Qi Yan only felt that he was being pressed tightly, his hands and feet were bound by others, and Fu Ci's breath brushed against his ear, causing it to itch.
He turned his head to hide, but was caught off guard and met two pairs of wide-eyed eyes beside the bed.
The three were silent at the same time.
Qi Yan wanted to explain, but a pair of hands suddenly broke his head, rubbed his chin on the top of his hair, and the voice in his ear was hoarse and low when he woke up, "I'll sleep again..."
"No." Qi Yan raised his hand and pushed his chest, "Fuci, wake up, you have class in the morning."
After he finished speaking, he sat up with great effort, but Fu Ci's hand on his waist was still reluctant to let go. Even because of the hem of his clothes, part of his hand slipped into it, and his fingertips were stuck on the sensitive waist. It feels really good this morning.
Qi Yan's body froze, and he glanced down. Fortunately, his clothes were wide, and after getting up, he put Fu Ci's hand in, and Liu Liu and the others should not see anything from this angle.
He quietly wanted to take Fu Ci's hand away, but the other party noticed his movement, and the hand on his waist tightened, and Qi Yan was almost pushed onto the bed by him again.
The next moment, only a crisp sound was heard.
Snapped.
Qi Yan slapped his arm with an unequivocal force, "Let go."
Taking advantage of people early in the morning is addicting.
The two people beside the bed were shocked when they heard this voice, and they subconsciously moved away from the battlefield.
Fu Ci was woken up by this arrogant way, and it was strange that he didn't get angry.
Sure enough, Fu Ci, who was still in the dream, woke up, frowned impatiently, and his voice was no longer as gentle as before, with a hint of anger, "Who the hell hit me this morning?"
When Fu Ci didn't laugh, he was still very bluffing, with his lowered eyebrows and the expression that he was about to eat people, his fierce aura made people unconsciously want to retreat.
He rubbed his arm and wanted to find someone to settle the bill, but he met the cold-eyed prayer sitting next to him, "I hit him."
Praying is not afraid of him at all.
Fu Ci's anger became dumb for some reason, and the expression on his face subconsciously eased. Looking at Qi Yan's stern face, he couldn't help pinching it, and said helplessly: "Little Master, why am I offending you? already?"