Sensing that the rain on his hands had dyed his hair wet, Xiang Huaizhi put away his hands, lowered his eyes and waited quietly for him to answer.

Holding the doorknob, Jing Huan managed to find his voice and asked in his broken gong voice, "Brother...how did you know I live here?"

Xiang Huaizhi said, "Lu Hang said it."

In fact, Xiang Huaizhi had specially observed it when the two returned together before. After Jing Huan walked into the building, within a few minutes, the lights on this floor would come on.

However, this seems to be a bit of a twist.

So simply push it all to Lu Hang.

Jing Huan said "Oh".

Xiang Huaizhi handed him the gift box.

Jing Huan took it in a panic, without looking at it, he said hastily, "Thank you."

Grass.

What is this for!

Say goodbye to my illness before I surrender! Why are you coming to arrest people now! ! !

Jing Huan swallowed and swallowed, the tingling pain in his throat made him completely awake.

Xiang Huaizhi glanced at the slightly opened door, and then shook the bag in his hand.

I don't know why this person didn't show up with him when he noticed it, and Xiang Huaizhi simply acted with him.

He said: "Lu Hang has a fever, so I bought him some antipyretics along the way. Since you are also ill, I will give it to you first."

"..."

Have a fever.

Didn't you just happily download this book with me!

Knowing that this was the medicine that Xiang Huaizhi had specially sent to him, Jing Huan took it over, "How embarrassing, thank you."

Jing Huan, you must calm down.

you do not know any think.

As long as your acting is good enough, Xiang Huaizhi's fist can't reach you.

Xiang Huaizhi was wearing a dark green coat, which became darker because of the rain.

After knowing that she was ill, Jing Huan closed the window and pulled the curtains again, unaware that it was raining outside.

"Are you in the rain?" Jing Huan said, "Didn't you bring an umbrella?"

His original intention was to borrow an umbrella from Xiang Huai.

But before he could finish speaking, he was interrupted.

"Well," Xiang Huaizhi said, "I can borrow a place to hide from the rain?"

Jing Huan: "..."

Alas! Intersection Intersection

For a moment, Jinghuan goosebumps all came out

How to do.

What to do on the game client on my computer.

How do this fuck want me how to play.

This is how the Oscar film emperor is here and he can't play it! Intersection Intersection

Reject it.

Drive people away!

It is said that he is uncomfortable now! It is said that the room is so dirty! It is inconvenient to say that he is living with others!

Xiang Huaizhi: "Okay."

"..." Jing Huan's heart pounded, his face was calm, and then he slowly opened the door as if he moved his coffin, "OK, of course."

Stepping in one of Huai, he saw the shoe rack with half a waist, each of which was full of sneakers, and both were expensive.

The man was born than a girl. On the ground in front of the porch, there were still a few pairs of people who couldn't put it.

Although it looks messy, there is no odor in the air.

Jing Huan wanted to take a pair of slippers for Huaizhi, looking down for a long time, and then remembered a pair of slippers in his house.

So he took off his shoes: "I have a pair of shoes, you barely wear it."

"No, you can wear it yourself." Xiang Huai's gaze was still on the shoe cabinet, and he inadvertently asked, "Do you like sneakers?"

The answers flooded to the mouth, and was swallowed back by Jing Huan again.

He stood on the spot and his back was stiff.

Wait a minute……

Did he still have a poor girl who has been divorced by his parents before? Intersection Intersection

Xiang Huaizhi looked for a while and understood it.

The shoes at the top of the shoe cabinet are the most expensive, and the cheap one is at the bottom. It is also expensive on the outside.

Jing Huan's ears are hot and squeezed out: "These are high imitation goods."

Xiang Huaizhi: "Uncle and aunt are willing to let you wear high imitation?"

"..."

He forgot that Xiang Huaizhi had seen his parents.

Jing Huan felt that he was a little colder.

Want to lie, but the more outrageous.

Xiang Huaizhi pulled the corner of his mouth invisible, and never continued to tease him: "Go medicine first."

The pot of hot water that Jing Huan boiled was almost bottomed out. He poured a cup for Xiang Huaizhi, and walked out of the kitchen to take a look. Xiang Huaizhi was sitting on the sofa with his eyes on his computer screen.

Jing Huan almost couldn't hold the cup steady.

day.

Why did he rent this house without a bedroom for convenience?

The house that Jing Huan rented only separated the toilet and kitchen. The bed, sofa, and computer were all in the living room. It looked atmospheric and comfortable. It was the type of apartment he liked, and it was just right to live alone.

I regret it now, very much.

He forced himself to put the cup in front of Xiang Huaizhi intently.

"You just got caught in the rain, drink something hot..."

"Are you still playing Nine Heroes?"

The air is quiet.

Jing Huan's breathing involuntarily quickened a few beats.

"Just playing casually." Jing Huan coughed a few times, picked up the medicine on the table, and forcibly broke the topic, "How many tablets do you take?"

Xiang Huaizhi retracted his gaze, took out a small rectangular box from the plastic bag, opened it, and saw that it was an ear thermometer.

Jing Huan reached out to stop him: "No need to dismantle, this..." I have.

Jing Huan, what are you doing?

Your thermometer can't measure your temperature! !

Xiang Huaizhi raised his eyes: "Huh?"

"This..." Jing Huan took a deep breath, remembering the lie he had only told when he was a child, "I don't know how to use it."

Xiang Huaizhi didn't speak, he threw the manual aside, turned his head with the ear thermometer with the protective cover on, raised his hand and pinched Jing Huan's auricle.

The tips of her fingers were still cold, Jing Huan felt her ears numb, and subconsciously wanted to hide.

Xiang Huaizhi reached out and pressed his neck.

"Don't move." He held the ear thermometer, and after confirming that it could be used, he stuffed the front end into Jing Huan's ear.

Jing Huan was sitting on the sofa, suddenly not knowing where to put his hands and feet.

Jing Huan grew up. Although he was not a big brother, he was a little overlord. During the rebellious period, he did not provoke others, and others did not dare to provoke him. Whether it was a fight or a big test, he never panicked.

At this moment, he felt that his face could be used to fry an egg.

damn it.

Is this the price of lying?

I was wrong, I will never dare again.

The ear thermometer may have been placed in his ear for ten seconds, or even shorter, but Jing Huan felt that it was longer than the hundred or so minutes in the college entrance examination.

Then I heard the calm voice of the people around me, saying indifferently: "38 degrees 9."

Jing Huan was surprised: "So tall?"

Xiang Huaizhi lowered his eyes.

Upon meeting his gaze, Jing Huan's pupils trembled, and he panicked.

"When I woke up, it wasn't even 38 degrees," Jing Huan rolled his eyes, "Really."

Xiang Huaizhi threw the protective cover into the trash can and opened the medicine box.

"Two tablets at a time, take it when you have a fever." Xiang Huaizhi squeezed the medicine out of the package into a small box as he spoke.

"Take this twice a day, one tablet at a time, every day."

Jing Huan stared at his fingers, Xiang Huaizhi's hands were really beautiful, he and all men thought so. Long and straight.

"This..." Xiang Huaizhi looked at him, "Are you listening?"

Jing Huan returned to his senses: "Of course!"

It wasn't until he took the medicine that Jing Huan felt that his behavior just now was a little hypocritical.

Since he was sensible, he had never let anyone serve him to take medicine.

After watching him finish taking the medicine, Xiang Huaizhi took out a piece of paper and rubbed it on the broken hair on his forehead.

Only then did Jing Huan react: "I'll go get you a towel."

"No, it's almost done."

The rain was getting heavier outside, and the raindrops hit the glass, making a crunching sound.

Just as Jing Huan was about to say something, the phone on the table suddenly rang.

He unlocked it and saw that it was a WeChat call.

From Autumn Maple.

The two were startled, but Jing Huan responded very quickly this time, and hung up the phone with lightning speed.

Grass!

Is this the legend that kills me while I'm sick! ! !

Qiu Feng: ?

Qiu Feng: Did you get the takeaway? It's time to hang up, come back and hang up again.

In Nine Heroes, there is a round limit for hanging up. If you have more than 40 rounds, you have to click the hang up button again, otherwise the character will stay in place.

"Takeaway?" Xiang Huaizhi raised his eyebrows, looking blatantly.

"Well, I called to buy medicine and run errands, but I haven't come yet..."

Jing Huan typed words against the scorching eyes on the right.

Xiaojing: You kick me out!

Qiufeng: Ah, it's alright, how long have you been? I'll be waiting for you, anyway, the ten minutes of wild monsters have been cleared, and they haven't refreshed yet.

Xiao Jing: Don't wait for me!

Xiao Jing: Kick me directly!

I can't go back today!

Qiu Feng: What's wrong with you 0.0

Qiu Feng: Don't worry, I just glanced at it, and I was huning in Penglai. I couldn't catch us [blink] [shy]? Intersection Intersection

Hello? Intersection Intersection

What is needed to catch Huaizhi between us? Intersection Intersection

What do I have to revenge with you? Intersection Intersection

Jing Huan didn't even want to return, and locked the screen directly.

Xiang Huaizhi can see the content, and then ask, "What task is you doing?"

"..." Jing Huan tuned the phone into mute, "in the wild map."

After speaking, he made up another sentence, "It's a team of people who are brushing. I can't grab the blame. I just saw the people in the gang, and then got out of the car."

Xiang Huaizhi: "Don't you go again to automatically hang automatically?"

Jing Huan shook his head: "Hanging only 40 rounds, it's too troublesome ... and I will rest in a while, don't brush it first."

The screen of the mobile phone has been on, all of which are the news of Qiufeng.

Qiu Feng: Just kidding haha.

Qiu Feng: If you throw the number to me, let me fight for you.

Qiu Feng: What materials do you want? Let me see if I have too much.

I don't want anything.

roll!

Jing Huan couldn't help it, and reached out and buckled the phone on the table.

He was about to speak, and the people around him suddenly stood up.

"Although I haven't played it for a long time, I still will hang up," Xiang Huaizhi, "It's okay, you go to sleep, I'll help you brush."

Jing Huan opened his eyes wide, and subconsciously wanted to grab his sleeves to stop without stopping.

Xiang Huai's legs were long, and he walked to the computer in two steps. He shook the mouse, and the computer's standby interface disappeared instantly.

Holding his mouse Xiang Huaizhi and opening the hanging mode skillfully: "Do you play the female name?"

Jing Huan: "..."

Jing Huan said tragicly: "Men's equipment is expensive, playing women's name is more money ..."

Going down to Huaizhi's sight, suddenly "oh" gently: "I'm still married."

Jing Huan wrinkled: "Well, just ..."

He was stuck for a long time and couldn't think of a reasonable excuse.

So he struggled to get up and walked behind Xiang Huai. "Let's come, don't bother you."

At this time, Qiu Feng's voice came from the sound.

Qiu Feng said with "snoring": "Xiao Jingjing is back?"

Qiu Feng used the sound card, which was a standard scum male sound. The "little scenic scene" that said from his mouth and what they said from Lu Yan was completely different.

In particular, Jing Huan was uncomfortable to wear headphones today, and the special speakers were even more obvious.

Jing Huan's eyelids jumped lightly.

As soon as he wanted to say something, he saw Xiang Huaizhi suddenly pressed the F5 — the spoken key in the game.

His scalp was numb, and he bent down without thinking, covering his microphone, and blurted: "No, brother ..."

I opened a 100%voice transformer! Intersection Intersection

I'm shameless anymore, can't make you shame! Intersection Intersection

Xiang Huaizhi stagnated and looked up at him.

Seeing him release F5, Jing Huan also vomited: "Brother, my wheat ..."

Xiang Huaizhi: "Know your brother?"

Jing Huan: "..."

ah?

and many more?

I just called my brother? Intersection Intersection

Jing Huan was dull and started to think slowly.

"I said I was a little stuttered," he blinked, "Do you believe it?"

Xiang Huaizhi picked his eyebrows silently.

"That's the way." Jing Huan died in struggle but gave up after two seconds.

He couldn't play anymore.

"Continue," Xiang Huaizhi squeezed the microphone's bracket and asked, "What's wrong with this wheat."

"Just, what is it?"

"What?"

Jing Huan said hardly: "Change ... ..." Vocabulary. "

The room was silent, leaving only the cooling sound of the computer, whining.

Jing Huan is about to be embarrassed.

But this is his own death, no wonder who. He swallowed his clothes and clenched his clothes: "Sorry, you ... you beat me!"

Xiang Huaizhi was amused by his death-like appearance.

But he didn't show it on his face.

He pondered for a moment, moved the microphone away, got up and said, "Well, close your eyes."

Jing Huan's heart sank, and then he closed his eyes resignedly.

He gritted his teeth and waited for his fists. When it was pitch black, all the emotions rushed over him, embarrassment, panic, fear... and sadness.

He didn't even know what he was upset about.

It's not that he's afraid of being beaten, he just thinks that the person who wants to beat him is Xiang Huaizhi...

It just doesn't taste good.

After waiting for more than ten seconds, Jing Huan was a little irritable, like a knife on his head.

He couldn't help but want to open his eyes to take a look, but before he could lift his eyelids, a warmth covered his cheeks.

It was the palm of the boy's hand, brushing his face very lightly, with such force, let alone a beating, not even a pat - if you really want to describe it, it would be better to say it was touching, or "stroking".

His dad used to touch his hair like this when he was a kid.

But he also felt that Xiang Huaizhi seemed to have a little more than his father's.

As for what was more, he could not say.

He only knew that his heartbeat was thundering at the moment, louder than the sound of rain outside, as if the whole world could hear it.

"Okay, open your eyes." Xiang Huaizhi said.

Jing Huan slowly opened his eyes, his eyes were blank.

that's it?

it's over?

Jing Huan stood there in disbelief, doubting that he was dreaming.

Xiang Huaizhi sat back in his chair. In the game, Qiu Feng was still sending a message in the chat box, asking if Jing Huan had turned off the microphone and why he kept silent.

Xiang Huaizhi glanced at the chat content and asked the people around him, "Can I leave the team, I don't want to see his nonsense."

Jing Huan was dragged back to his senses, and he responded without thinking, "Yes."

as long as you are happy.

You can let me open up to him.