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Chapter 45:
Qi Zhong endured and endured, and finally said quietly: "That really wronged you."
Qi Cheng shook his head solemnly, "Ordinary grievances, I can still bear them, who makes me good."
Qi Zhong couldn't say anything. He glanced at him and felt that he had a thick skin, and he wanted to bow down in front of Qi Cheng.
Fortunately brother.
Even now his head is burnt, Qi Zhong still feels that he can't speak out.
It doesn't work if he wants to push the boat along the water and pretend to be confused. The first word is not spoken, and the next two words can choke him in his throat.
I don't know if my elder brother is okay, Qi Zhong thinks that it is good to be hot before, at least he is thinking about a big push now, and he can still pretend to be calm on his face.
Qi Cheng was also teasing him. At this time, he smiled and said: "Qi Zhong, you can't be ungrateful."
"If you don't want to call your brother," he gave a thoughtful choice, "then get something else."
Qi Zhong held his breath.
His appearance is tense that can be seen at a glance, Qi Cheng can even see the traces of his eyelashes trembling, Qi Zhong's appearance is so rare, Qi Cheng finds it fresh and strange.
It was really weird, Qi Cheng coughed and was inexplicably uncomfortable, "I'll say it when you're done."
There is a clock on the wall of the hospital. It is three o'clock in the night, and there are only Qi Zhong and Qi Cheng in the entire intravenous room.
After tossing so much, the two of them sat down and couldn't sleep. They were young and energetic and couldn't feel sleepy.
Qi Cheng took his mobile phone and put a movie between them, all to relieve his boredom.
The screen of the mobile phone is only so small, the heads of the two people are very close, Qi Zhong's left hand is hanging a needle, and his right hand is free. His eyes were not on the mobile movie, but on Qi Cheng's brain.
Qi Cheng's hair is just the right length, with only one spin on the back of his head. He should have washed his hair not long ago, the hair roots are flowing, and there is the fragrance of shampoo.
The scent of the shampoo is also very naughty, so don't want to go elsewhere, but ran towards Qi Zhong's nose.
Qi Zhong's calf began to tremble slowly, and his heel stepped on the ground. After a while, he squinted his eyes pretending to be sleepy, and then his head lowered lower and lower, leaning towards Qi Cheng purposefully.
Little by little, imitating the way others fell asleep in the TV series he had watched before, Qi Zhong felt that he should be natural. Finally, he leaned on Qi Cheng's shoulder.
The moment he leaned up, his shame was almost bursting, just begging not to be seen that he was pretending to be asleep, and begging Qi Cheng not to straighten his head.
Oh shit.
Qi Zhong closed his eyes tightly, deciding that he could not open his eyes if he decided to swear to death.
Qi Cheng was suddenly leaned forward, and he looked sideways at Qi Zhong's sleeping face. The guy's lips were dry enough, and the skin under the incandescent lamp seemed to lose its usual healthy complexion. Qi Cheng watched the cold sweat on his forehead, thinking that he was sleeping unsteadily, so he raised his hand and put his hand on his shoulder, making a low voice. , "Go to sleep, it's okay."
Fingers patted Qi Zhong's left shoulder again and again. Qi Cheng didn't remove his head, but slowly sat upright and leaned on the back of the chair, turned off the movie, coaxed him to sleep with one hand, and played with the phone.
In the middle of the journey, the nurse sister changed the water several times. After the needle was finally pulled out, Qi Zhong really fell asleep on Qi Cheng's shoulder.
From time to time, smashed mouth, almost missed saliva.
When Qi Cheng woke him up, Qi Zhong was still dissatisfied, "Don't make trouble."
Okay, tough measures must be taken.
"Give you three seconds, you won't wake up again," Qi Cheng whispered in his ear, "Qi Zhong, you are going to lose your lord."
"Hold you around the street and make you feel ashamed."
Qi Zhong opened his eyes in pain, wiped his face with both hands, "Walk, I woke up."
After waking up, he asked Qi Cheng, "Where are we going?"
"Where did you go?" Qi Cheng threw the question back.
"Go and find a bed," Qi Zhong said, "You haven't slept yet. Get a good night's sleep later."
The effect of hanging three bottles of water is great. He has now reduced his fever and is beginning to regain his spirit.
I just think the scheming just now is too bad, Qi Cheng hasn't slept until now.
Inexplicably, I started to feel sore, complaining about how I was so burdened when I was sick.
Not a good thing.
Qi Zhong, you are really a big trouble.
"Go to my house," Qi Cheng thought for a while, "have taken a leave of absence, so I don't have to go to class today. You have a good rest, and I will also benefit from a good sleep."
"Well," Qi Zhong, "I listen to you."
Qi Chengcheng laughed, and felt that Qi Zhong was now like a big dog who was rubbing his hair under his hand, and he was a little scary.
"Let's go," Qi Chengdao, it's almost six o'clock now, it's easy to take a taxi outside, "Take you to find a bed to sleep."
After sleeping until he woke up naturally, Qi Zhong didn't come back to his senses when he opened his eyes.
The bed underneath is soft and has a familiar smell. He turned his mind before he remembered that this was Qi Cheng's room.
Lying there is Qi Cheng's bed.
Qi Zhong held back his calm expression for a while, then turned around, buried his face in the quilt, blocking his presumptuous smile, and his shoulder blades kept shaking.
The first step into the enemy camp!
Qi Cheng was taking a shower, and there was sound of music coming from the bathroom, which was covered by layers of water curtains, vaguely bringing out Qi Zhong who was madly happy on the bed.
"Qi Cheng," Qi Zhong, "I want to take a bath too, are there any clothes I can wear?"
Qi Cheng said in the bathroom: "Look at your short man, what clothes of mine can't you wear?"
"Am I short?" Qi Zhong, "I am still short?"
"Isn't it short?" Qi Cheng hid his tone of laughter, "Oh, then it's not a question of shortness, that's short legs."
He was talking about getting on and off from the taxi this morning. Qi Zhong simply didn't follow Qi Cheng's pace. Qi Cheng took one step. He had to take two steps like a wooden man.
Qi Zhong walked to the bathroom door and said to Qi Cheng, "Who is the short leg?"
"Who else is there except you in this room?" Qi Cheng stopped the water and wiped off the water from his body with a towel, slowly and cutely, "I have long legs with seriousness anyway."
"My legs are longer than you."
Qi Cheng's tone was very rascal, "Is there evidence? I don't believe it."
Outside Qi Zhong's eyes flickered, and he stopped talking.
Qi Cheng took the change of clothes to the bathroom. It was still raining outside. The heavy rain turned into moderate rain, and it was still difficult to go out. He plans to order a takeaway after the shower, and he won't go back to school today. After he has a good meal with Qi Zhong and is ready to rest, he will take a vacation.
After waking up, he also checked the news. Recently, it was rainy and rainy, and the temperature dropped unexpectedly. For him, rainy days are really a good day to sleep.
After making up his mind, Qi Cheng put a towel on his head and opened the bathroom door with his hand.
Then the whole person froze in place.
Qi Zhong took off his pants and planned to speak with facts. This would be pointing at his leg, "Is this leg called a short leg?"
The wheat-colored straight long legs were barely in front of Qi Cheng, and there was only a panty underneath that protected the last bottom line, dangling like a fire in people's eyes, where his flesh was everywhere.
Not only proved that he is not a short leg, but also proved that he is superior to everyone else.
Qi Cheng turned his head, "put on your clothes."
He covered his eyes with a towel as if he was wiping his head.
"Look at me," Qi Zhong leaned over. He couldn't catch up with him in the morning because he almost fell asleep while standing. It has absolutely nothing to do with his body. "Without investigation, there is no right to speak. There is also a saying Seeing is believing, look quickly, the facts are in front of your eyes, and you can measure them with a ruler. They are absolutely childlike and long legs."
"Okay, you have long legs." Qi Cheng.
Qi Zhong sighed, "You didn't even look at it. Just being a perfunctory person? Qi Cheng, Xueba, you have to have a bottom line."
Qi Cheng couldn't stand it any longer, so he tore off the towel and looked at him up and down, his eyes focused, and he went around 360 degrees.
Qi Zhong still turned around in front of him a few times, from front to back, showing his good figure in every possible way.
I don't know if he is real or fake. If say a word in the morning, he blushes. This will make Qi Cheng blush immediately.
Qi Cheng finished watching and saw that Qi Zhong was satisfied, so he took the towel and wiped his head again, "Long, no longer legs than you."
Qi Zhong raised the corner of his mouth and took Qi Cheng's clothes into the bathroom. The feet on the ground felt like they were stepping on the clouds.
After the sound of water in the bathroom sounded again, Qi Cheng threw away the towel and sat on the sofa, planning to order takeaway with his mobile phone.
But after looking at the phone for a long while, without opening any software, Qi Cheng gave a flick, rubbed his eyebrows, and felt Qi Zhong's legs in his eyes.
If Qi Cheng said he couldn't do anything else, would he also plan to "seeing is believing"?
Ten minutes later, Qi Zhong also steamed out of the bathroom. He sat next to Qi Cheng, and the same scent of shower gel shampoo lingered on their noses, "What will you eat soon?"
"Dumplings and vegetables," Qi Cheng moved aside quietly, "The hair dryer is on the table over there. Go and blow your hair dry."
"Oh." Qi Zhong listened to him and dried his hair.
Qi Cheng breathed a sigh of relief, and Yu Guang looked at him again.
The water on the back is half wet, the big T-shirt is still white, and the smooth half of the back has been displayed before my eyes.
Qi Cheng looked ahead and took the remote control to change the channel. Lang Bai's face flashed by, Qi Cheng turned the channel back and set it on this variety show.
Look at Lang Bai's face calm and calm.
Qi Zhong, this person, let Qi Cheng know the complexity of people.
Seeing to be twisted and green, but unexpectedly straightforward and bold. In some things, he is extremely stupid, but sometimes, he matures as if he has not seen him in a long time.
Two heavy rains, two eyes.
A dark cloud pressed down on the city and wanted to destroy it, and the eye sockets were red to tears.
Qi Cheng exhaled a foul breath, discarded these messy thoughts, focused on the variety channel, and didn't want to think about it yet.
Qi Zhong came back with flowing hair and saw Lang Bai on TV, "This is not the star."
"Lang Bai."
Qi Zhong nodded and frowned calmly.
He didn't like this star, especially at the school celebration. He was halfway through Qi Cheng, and was dragged onto the stage by this person halfway.
This person always turned to Qi Cheng, and the peachy eyes hooked Qi Cheng more than once.
The two of them watched the TV, and neither of them asked to change the channel. After a while the doorbell rang, Qi Cheng went to take the takeaway, and when he came back, the show above had already been changed. It was also a variety show, but Lang Baina was gone. Zhang Rang Qi Cheng kept his calm face.
He looked at Qi Zhong suspiciously.
Qi Zhong smiled at him and said calmly: "This show is better."