But Fu Ci thought of something, and his eyes were a little evasive, "No, it's normal..."

It sounds awkward to say it.

Qi Yan took a panoramic view of his reaction, and pursed her lips, "Fu Ci, do you think that kissing me and you is within the range you can accept, but other same-sex relationships are not acceptable, you will feel Disgusting, disgusting."

Fu Ci's eyes lit up and nodded frequently, "Yes!"

Prayer is different from other talents.

Seeing that he answered without hesitation, Qi Yan only felt his forehead twitching.

Fu Ci is really a double standard.

On the other hand, Fu Ci does hate homosexuality, but he accepts everything he has, even kisses, and unconsciously rationalizes his behavior, as if he can do nothing wrong.

He always knew that his position in Fu Ci's mind was different, but he didn't expect it to be so special.

No, there is another point, Fu Ci's dislike of homosexuality is also very obvious every time it is related to him.

Tang Hao can understand, after all, this person has bad intentions, but what about Feng Ziyu? Fu Ci can accept strangers who are obviously intimate in the hotel, but he can't accept Feng Ziyu who is his friend, and has obvious hostility to people.

After praying and thinking for a moment, came to a conclusion—

Fuci is not disgusting homosexuals, but disgusting homosexuals who are close to themselves.

This behavior is more like protection, feeling that he will be hurt by homosexuality.

Why?

Fu Ci saw him looking at him with a scrutiny on his face, and his heart was full. He couldn't help but want to pull Qiyan's hand, "Prayer, I..."

But before he touched anyone, Qi Yan stood up, "You rest first, I'll go out."

Before he figured out Fu Ci's mind, he would not allow Fu Ci to be intimate with himself.

He didn't want to experience that feeling of panic and despair again.

Qi Yan left without hesitation, and threw Fu Ci into the room alone.

Fu Ci really wanted to chase him out, but he knew that praying like this would definitely annoy him even more, so he could only stay on the bed obediently.

Qi Yan went to the kitchen to see if the ginger soup for Fu Ci was ready. When my grandmother saw that the person was wet, she immediately said no, and insisted on cooking ginger soup for Fu Ci to drink. Qi Yan couldn’t, so she had to persuade people to leave and cook it herself. .

When he came over with a bowl of ginger soup and opened the door, he found Fu Ci looking at him eagerly, as if he wanted to get close but didn't dare to get close, like a prosperous wealth who was wagging his tail at him in the yard.

He handed the ginger soup to Fu Ci, "Drink it."

Fu Ci smelled the strong ginger smell and looked surprised: "Did you cook it for me?"

After he finished speaking, he took it without hesitation, but he drank too quickly and grinned from the heat. Despite this, Fu Ci quickly finished the soup and handed the empty bowl to Qi Yan, "Is there any more?"

Qi Yan glanced at him in surprise. If he remembered correctly, Fu Ci probably hated Jiang the most. When he just handed it to him, he was prepared for the other party not to drink. He didn't expect Fu Ci to be so cooperative.

Fu Ci seemed to see the surprise in Qi Yan's eyes, and smiled: "It's sweet."

Although the ginger taste was very strong, so strong that Fu Ci suspected that Qi Yan had put so much on it on purpose, but he still thought it was delicious.

Praying must be distressing for him to be in the rain.

Qi Yan, who was forced to cook soup by grandma's orders, looked at the inexplicable smile like a flower, and was a little speechless, "No, just this bowl."

When Fu Ci heard the words, he felt a little regretful. He just drank too fast and didn't even taste it.

What did he think of, he took out his schoolbag from the side, opened the zipper, and spread it out to pray, "For you! In return!"

Qi Yan looked down and saw that a bag full of snacks was his favorite type.

It was in the rain at that time, and Fu Ci was obviously protecting the schoolbag in his arms. He thought there was a computer in it, but did he actually eat it?

Seeing that Qi Yan did not move, Fu Ci took the initiative to take out all the snacks, and there was a small hot water bottle at the bottom, "With this, you should sleep better at night."

He bought this originally because he wanted Qiyan to take it home. After knowing that Qiyan was cold, he would quietly climb onto Qiyan's bed before going to bed every day at school to warm people up before leaving. When the holidays came, he could not follow Qiyan. Only with external force.

As for the snacks, he originally wanted to prepare them for Qi Yan to eat on the way home, but he didn't expect them to be used.

But now, he brought these things over, but Qi Yan just stood not far away and looked at him quietly, unmoved.

Rao Shifu was mentally prepared, but he still couldn't help but feel lost.

Qi Yan was really snubbing him, obviously.

Before he could finish his depression, he saw Qi Yan holding a quilt and laying it down beside him, like he was laying the floor?

Then, Fu Ci watched Qi Yan lay down and was about to turn off the lights.

"Wait, you're sleeping on the ground?" Fu Ci couldn't help it anymore, jumped up from the bed, rolled up the quilt on the ground and threw it on the bed, said solemnly, "Are you kidding?"

Qi Yan was originally intended to wrap himself up in a ball to sleep, but unexpectedly, it was an action that was convenient for the speech.

Now, he was firmly stuck in the quilt and couldn't move. Fuci didn't even think it was enough and added a layer to him, and then went to lie down on his own.

"I know you don't want to sleep with me, but I won't force you. I'll sleep on the ground."

Qiyan had told him before that there was only one guest room in his grandmother's house, and he was secretly overjoyed at the time, but he didn't expect that Qiyan would rather sleep on the ground than be with him.

The more he thought about it, the more aggrieved he felt, and he rolled into a ball on the ground with his back to praying.

Qi Yan finally got out of the quilt, and saw Fu Ci rolling himself into a ball again, his back was lonely and stubborn, but he coughed once or twice from time to time, as if he was afraid that Qi Yan didn't know that he had just been in the rain before.

"Get up." Qi Yan kicked Fuci, who was wrapped in a silkworm chrysalis, "Go up and sleep."

Even if you are in good health, if you sleep on the ground for one night after being exposed to the rain, you will not be able to bear it. Besides, there is no reason to let guests sleep on the ground.