He frowned. He didn't turn his head to avoid the harsh light. He raised his hand and rubbed his temples. He drank too much yesterday. After sleeping all night, his head was still sore, and he felt a little tired.

Qi Yan lay down on the bed slowly, and then slowly sat up.

The four corners of the quilt were flat and covered him well, and there was no trace of anyone sleeping beside him. He glanced around the bedroom, it was quiet, and there was no sign of Fuci.

Qi Yan was a little stunned, and after seeing the sunlight outside the window, he realized that he seemed to have slept for a long time. He picked up the phone and looked at it, it was past eleven.

The train ticket for the resignation was at 9:00 in the morning, so guess left early.

But the strange thing is that he didn't even have a message of Fu Ci on his mobile phone. According to Fu Ci's character, he should have sent him a message as soon as he arrived at the train station. He sent Fu Ci a WeChat message asking where he was, and got up. Go to the bathroom to wash up.

While brushing his teeth, he recalled what happened last night. He drank too much, but Fu Ci did not. After returning to the room, Fu Ci should have changed his clothes for him. He still remembered that his mother said that the quilt was not dried, so Fu Ci would sleep with him. Come together.

Qi Yan was a little bit broken after drinking, he thought casually, and a picture suddenly flashed in his mind——

Fu Ci raised his head, the protruding Adam's apple had some shallow marks scratched by his teeth, and when he looked closely, there was still a faint glow of water...

His brushing action suddenly froze, what is this?

Qi Yan stared blankly at himself in the mirror, and suddenly found that two buttons of his pajamas had been unbuttoned, the collar was a little open, and the skin near the shoulders was abnormally red, his heart skipped a beat, and he reached out his hand. Pull the collar completely open—

There was a red mark on the edge of his collarbone near his shoulders, which was particularly conspicuous on his fair skin, and the shape really looked like a strawberry.

"Give each other a small gift before parting."

"How about the strawberry print?"

These words echoed in my mind, low and deep, with coaxing.

Qi Yan's face turned red, and he gave the speech... How could he...

Take advantage of others when you are drunk!

He didn't dare to recall the specific scene last night. He only remembered that he was bitten a little bit. Fu Ci's mood was very strange at that time. He was afraid of hurting him at ordinary times, but he seemed unable to control his strength. After finishing the strawberry print, I went to the bathroom again, and came back with cold water vapor on my body.

But at that time, he was already too drunk, drowsy, was held in his arms, and immediately fell asleep.

Qi Yan explained the cause and effect clearly, from the initial shock to the expressionless face after being forced to accept the facts.

Fu Ci wanted to plant a strawberry print on him for a long time, right? He was rejected at his grandmother's house before, but now he quietly takes advantage of his drunkenness.

True.

No wonder he ran away quietly in the morning and didn't dare to take the initiative to send him a message...

After Qi Yan finished washing, there was a knock at the door, Zhou Ning said, "Yan Yan, are you awake? Get dressed and ready to come for lunch."

Qi Yan changed his clothes, glanced at the phone on the bed, glanced coldly, but didn't take it.

After dinner with his parents, Qi Yan chatted with the second old man for a while, and then went upstairs with the milk that Zhou Ning had stuffed for him.

Milk can relieve hangover, Zhou Ning is afraid that he has not recovered yet.

When Qiyan went upstairs, he heard his mother scolding his father.

"You're really, really, you are so hard on two children. When Fu Ci walked in the morning, his feet were empty. The dark circles under his eyes are heavy, and he probably didn't sleep well all night..."

Praying to close the door, did you not sleep well all night? Fuci was afraid that he would wake up and settle the account for him?

He took a sip of milk unhurriedly before picking up his mobile phone. There were a dozen unread messages on WeChat, all of which were resigned.

[Fu Ci: Awake? I'm on the train now, and I can't get to City A until after one o'clock. If you don't have a headache, drink more water during the day, and you'll be able to recover quickly. 】

[Fu Ci: Huh? Why don't you speak? 】

The tone of the first few messages was quite normal. After seeing that he didn't reply to him, his tone became anxious, and he took the initiative to explain it as if he couldn't bear it.

[Fu Ci: I was wrong... Don't be angry, I was bitten yesterday too. 】

After speaking, a photo of his Adam's apple was attached at the back. The red bite marks on it were very clear, as if people were gently grinding them with their teeth.

Seeing this, Qi Yan snorted coldly, moved his fingers slightly, and replied.

[Prayer: Why should I be angry? Yesterday it was my mouth that moved first, but now this strawberry print on my neck is offset. 】

Fu Ci came up with this idea, but yesterday he coaxed himself to speak first, so he could be a little more confident during the day.

This is a little thought, and can see it with a prayer.

But Fuci's reaction was strange.

[Fu Ci: A strawberry print? 】

After I posted it, I seemed to realize that I had said something wrong and immediately retracted it.

[Fu Ci: I drank too much last night and my mind was a little confused, don't be angry, okay? Besides, I didn't even try too hard...]

Fuci wanted to leave a deep strawberry print yesterday, but as soon as he kissed it, Qi Yan ducked, pushing him and kicking him with both hands and feet, he finally hugged the person into his arms, but Qi Yan whispered. called pain.

When those watery eyes looked at him aggrievedly, he had no choice but to kiss him lightly, not daring to continue.

Now it's better, if things don't get done, they will be scolded.

[Fu Ci: I really know I'm wrong. If you don't like it, I will try my best to hold it back in the future, I promise! 】

After that, a cute dog expression pack was attached.

Qi Yan was not confused by his pitiful tone, but instead his eyes fell on the news that Fu Ci had withdrawn.

A strawberry print?

Could it be that there was something else he didn't find?

Qi Yan's heart tightened, and he subconsciously lifted up his clothes and looked up at his waist. After looking around, he didn't find anything unusual. Fortunately, Fu Ci wasn't so outrageous.

At the same time as he was relieved, he suddenly remembered something, ran to the bathroom, looked at the mirror, opened his collar, turned slightly sideways, and looked at the back of his neck——