Quick Travel: Save the poor little villain

: My goodness, Chen Cheng is the type who can’t touch alcohol at all

: After all, they are sworn enemies. You can't drink alcohol, but you still make beer for them. You only play against them.

: In a corner where no one cares, Qiao Yu almost finished the bowl of sweet and sour pork. Isn't he full? Hahahaha

: Xu Jia didn't wait for Chen Cheng to finish eating, and then took out the allergy medicine to threaten him.

: Fuck! What on earth was Xu Jia thinking! No mercy at all?

Chen Cheng still took a bite and prepared to go get the allergy medicine later.

But the moment he entered the entrance, Chen Cheng was stunned for a moment and looked at the person opposite him in almost astonishment.

Without the beer, the taste is very different.

Xu Jia avoided his gaze, as if to hide his emotions.

When he lowered his head, the necklace around his neck was faintly visible. Xu Jia seemed to realize it and raised his hand to pull down his collar.

"It's time to eat." Xu Jia changed the subject.

Chen Cheng came back to his senses and calmly moved the beer duck without beer in front of himself. His possessiveness was no less than that of Qiao Yu, whose plate was almost empty.

Jinchen saw everything and felt a little sad.

Worthy of being a fox friend.

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After lunch, the guests returned to their rooms to rest. Brother Gou particularly emphasized the importance of taking a good nap to replenish their energy.

There are no cameras in the room, but based on the tone of the program crew, they may sneak in to film at any time in the afternoon.

Jinchen hung up all the clothes in the suitcase, turned around and saw Qiao Yu blushing at the bed, and slapped his face twice after a few seconds.

"Is there anything on the bed that I can't see?" Jinchen said with a smile.

Qiao Yu turned around suddenly, and said in a rather uncalm tone: "This is the first time I've slept in the same bed with someone."

He particularly emphasized the word "ren".

Jin Chen was silent for a few seconds, thinking of the pile of dolls in Qiao Yu's house, "It's my pleasure."

At least he seized the first time for mankind.

Qiao Yu went to the bathroom, changed into pajamas and climbed into bed, and found that Jinchen had no intention of taking a nap at all, and the tension in his heart dissipated a lot.

"Aren't you taking a nap?" Qiao Yu asked, half of his face exposed while buried in the quilt. His pajamas made it look even softer.

"I don't have the habit of taking a nap." Jin Chen leaned on the bay window and looked at the computer. He turned his head and spoke softly to Qiao Yu, a little teasingly.

"We have to give Xiao Qiao some time to accept sleeping in the same bed."

Qiao Yu's ears gradually turned red, and he shrank into the quilt in an attempt to cover himself up, closing his eyes with trembling eyelashes.

Jinchen turned his attention back to the computer and saw the message from Chen Cheng.

Cheng: There is no beer in the beer duck, he didn’t put it in.

Jinchen: Are you disappointed that I didn't do that to send you to the hospital?

take:……

Cheng: I can’t figure out why he made this dish.

Jinchen: What’s the point of asking me?

Cheng: ...He fell asleep.

Jinchen: I think it’s time for you to go to sleep. Having a dream is better than asking me.

Jinchen: If you have the courage, just ask directly. You can even kiss her to wake her up even if she’s asleep.

Cheng: dirty.

Jinchen closed the dialog box with a snap.

coward.

Just wait to be caught by Xu Jia and become unconscious.

[Today's Task 2: Sleep in the same bed with the target for two hours.]

Qiao Yu pursed his lips and hid his head in the pillow, his cheeks puffed up. "It's okay at night!"

[Limited to 30 minutes.]

Qiao Yu: "..."

〖Are you targeting me?〗

The big killer has already told me time to accept it, why are you in such a hurry!

〖The host must learn to see through the hidden meaning of the mission object.〗

Qiao Yu narrowed his eyes in suspicion, "So what do you think Jin Chen meant just now?"

[Read as: Give Xiao Qiao some time to accept, mean: Xiao Qiao doesn’t accept sleeping with me, so sad.]

〖……〗Qiao Yu felt that the system was talking nonsense.

How could a girl from Gaoling have such mental activities?

〖Please trust the system analysis〗

Qiao Yu rubbed the tip of his nose, climbed out of the quilt, and tried to calm himself down.

"Brother Orange."

"Ok?"

Jinchen's eyes moved from the computer to Qiao Yulian, "What's wrong?"

Qiao Yu hid his chin in the quilt, reached out and patted the pillow beside him, and suggested very casually, "You can sit up and work, it's more comfortable to sit on the bed."

Jin Chen couldn't help but raise his eyebrows when he heard this, "Xiao Qiao is very receptive."

Qiao Yu's slightly red cheeks were very serious, "I think so too."

It's just Xiao Qiao who cherishes her life.

As he wished, Jinchen sat on the edge of the bed and rubbed Qiao Yu's red face until he felt dizzy before letting go.

Qiao Yu struggled to sit up, rubbed over and leaned against Jinchen's shoulder, stretched out his hand and poked, "Brother Chengzi, are you really not sleepy?"

Ah, what a strong arm the killer has.

Qiao Yu retracted his poking fingers and rubbed them on the quilt.

"Not sleepy." Jinchen was silent for a second. He felt that his wife was saying something else, but he didn't ask any more questions.

Qiao Yu shut up.

〖What can I do if he is not sleepy?〗

〖behave in a spoiled manner.〗

Qiao Yu couldn't help but exclaimed, "You are a system without morals."

〖^-^〗

Qiao Yu rubbed against Jin Chen again, pressed the computer with pink fingertips, looked up at him, "Cheng...Brother."

Jinchen's eyebrows twitched, trying to guess the unfulfilled meaning behind Qiao Yu's blink, and his eyes slid back to the distance between them.

He threw himself into his wife's arms again.

"Now it's time for me to take a nap with you, right?"

Qiao Yu didn't hear the trap in Jin Chen's words at all. He relaxed his brows and nodded, his eyes bright.

"I have activities in the afternoon, so I need to take a break to replenish my energy." Qiao Yu thought his excuse was perfect.

Jinchen returned to the dialog box and sent the last sentence. He ignored Chen Cheng who was still struggling on the other side and turned off the computer.

He lay down, pulled the quilt up, and said in a comfortable tone, "Is there anything else you need to do?"

"Close your eyes and sleep." Qiao Yu covered his eyes. His palms felt itchy from his eyelashes, and he subconsciously curled his fingers.

It is midsummer now and the air conditioning in the room is turned on quite high, but the quilt still becomes warmer because of Jinchen's joining.

Qiao Yu thought he would be very uncomfortable, but after feeling the heat, he felt inexplicably safe and sleepy at once.

[The villain's heart rate is detected +5, totaling 35! 】

The room finally fell silent.

Ling Gungun was puzzled and turned into a ball. He crawled out and climbed onto the lamp, then looked at the host and then at the Lord God.

Love is something that is really difficult for Mr. Pixiu to understand.

After a moment, Jinchen put his arms around Qiao Yu's waist and gently pulled her into his arms. The warmth in the quilt rose again.

He bent his fingers, gently rubbed Qiao Yu's cheek, and lowered his eyes to think.

There is indeed a secret, wife.

Qiao Yu rubbed his head in a daze, then leaned unconsciously on Jin Chen's shoulder. He didn't even lift his eyelids and slept very peacefully.