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Qi Yan stayed where he was and didn't move for a while.
He can actually feel Yu Kaiji's sincerity, and the other party's character is also very good. If you want to talk about scheming, he doesn't even have a lot of heart, but his heart is full and can't hold anything else.
After returning, Qi Yan thought that Fu Ci would ask him what Yu Kaiji said to him, but he didn't. The other party looked at the back of Yu Kaiji's departure, and was uncharacteristically silent.
The two returned to the dormitory, and Fu Ci even went straight to the bed after washing up, pulling the curtains, as if refusing to communicate with the outside world.
Liu Liu and Song Yang were originally playing games, and they looked at each other in dismay. Liu Liu even looked at Qi Yan with a look of help, "What's wrong with Brother Ci?"
It's the first time I've seen this emo.
To be honest, Qi Yan is also a bit incomprehensible. If Fu Ci sees that Yu Kaiji is gay, he should feel angry and disgusted! Why are you so depressed?
Liu Liuchao winked at Qiyan, "You go to coax Brother Ci? He listens to you the most."
But Song Yang next to him didn't seem to be surprised, he turned his head and continued typing on the keyboard to play games, "Whoever sleeps for a few days a month is over, but it's you Liu Liu, if you don't play anymore, you're all here. The base has been hanging up for a while."
I know it's a good show.
Liu Liu immediately ran back to his seat and put on his headphones, "Damn, you don't know how to tell me I'm resurrected?!"
The two of them started playing games on their own again, Qi Yan glanced at the quiet bed on the top bunk, pursed his lips, took out a lemon candy from his pocket, and slipped it under the curtain of Fuci's bed.
But soon, the light yellow candy was pushed out again, not only that, but one more.
I can't help but cry, what does this mean?
After thinking for a moment, he took one of them, took it apart and put it in his mouth, and then sent it back with the other intact one. This time, the other party's feedback was slower, and then the bed curtain moved, Two lemon candies left in the package were delivered.
Qi Yan took the packaging away, and then called out tentatively, "Fu Ci?"
No one should.
Qi Yan is also not sure, is he coaxing well or not?
After the lights went out at night, Liu Liu and Song Yang hadn't had enough fun yet. They went to the King's Canyon to fight with their mobile phones. They didn't forget to tell Qi Yan that if they felt noisy or were about to sleep, call them loudly, otherwise they might not be able to hear them with headphones on. .
She said yes to her prayers and went to bed.
He played with his phone for a while, tossing and turning, but he didn't feel sleepy at all. He glanced at the direction of Fuci's bed, sat up like a compromise, and stretched out his hand to the place only separated by a curtain of bed.
But it stopped halfway through. Wouldn't it be bad for him to do this? I always don't let Fu Ci climb the bed, but doesn't his behavior indirectly slap him in the face?
So, he patted on the bed curtain, as if knocking on the door, "Fuci?"
He waited for a while, but still didn't respond.
Qi Yan secretly said, could it be that he fell asleep? Then he took a look, and if Fu Ci fell asleep, he would be able to sleep peacefully.
He gently opened the curtain, rolled it up, leaned over Fu Ci's bed, and looked over.
Through the dim light, he could vaguely see the outline of the quilt on the bed, but it was flat, as if... no one...
Before Qi Yan could react, a hand suddenly stretched out from the blind spot next to him, wrapped his waist, and pulled him directly to the opposite side. Heavy squeak.
Qi Yan was so frightened that he wanted to shout subconsciously, but someone covered his mouth and could only make a muffled sound.
"It's me." Fu Ci's low voice sounded in his ear.
The beating heart of prayers gradually calmed down.
He turned his back to Fu Ci, the other party held him from behind, his hands were wrapped around his waist, his face was buried in his neck, and the tip of his nose rubbed against his bare/exposed skin, like a coquettish large dog.
"I waited for a long time before you opened the curtain." Fu Ci's voice was very low, not sure if it was because of the stuffiness, with a shallow nasal voice, a bit pitiful.
Qi Yan's heart softened for a moment, but he quickly realized that Fu Ci had already known that he was on the opposite side? He clearly "knocked on the door", but Fuci deliberately refused, waiting for him to come find him...
The softening of his heart just now disappeared, and instead he kicked his calf with his foot, "Let go."
Fu Ci hugged him so tightly that he couldn't move. The person was trapped between the wall and Fu Ci's chest. One was cold and one hot, and the other party's breath was all sprayed into his neck, a clean and familiar smell. It made him feel a little wrong.
What's worse, it may be that he moved too much when he was grabbed and brought down just now, and the hem of his pajamas was lifted up, exposing his sensitive waist and abdomen.
Fu Ci's arm was just stuck there, half on his pajamas and half on his bare waist. He could even feel the thin calluses on the other's fingertips rubbing up and down with his slight movements, crisp and tender. Hemp, so that his toes couldn't help curling up.
He hadn't been so close to Fu Ci for a winter vacation, and suddenly he would really have a reaction.
Qi Yan couldn't help but push the hand around his waist, "Fu Ci!"
There was a bit of annoyance in the voice.
It stands to reason that Fu Ci would be restrained at this time, but the other party not only did not, but instead became more and more forceful. During the confrontation between the two, Fu Ci's hands all slid into Qi Yan's clothes. He felt it, but he didn't care at all. He squeezed viciously, "Let go? Is it the same as when you left me to talk to Yu Kaiji alone?"
Fu Ci took a heavy bite on the word "single", and was obviously still brooding about the things of the day.
Qi Yan took a breath, he tried to ignore the strangeness on his waist, and explained: "I didn't leave you, his appearance has no effect on the relationship between the two of us."
But Fu Ci still didn't spare him, and rubbed his hands on his waist, "Really? Has he confessed to you?"
Although the exit was a question, Ke Fuci's tone was very determined.