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It seemed that the corridor was very quiet.

Away from several private rooms where there were faint howling sounds, Zhuang Qing found a corner and wanted to stay quietly for a while.

He took out his phone and looked at it again, the child's dialog box was still quiet.

There is no news.

"Ah."

Holding the phone, Zhuang Qing gave a low laugh.

It's really scary to get used to this kind of thing.

Standing up straight, suppressing the unknown irritability in his heart, Zhuang Qing frowned, and was about to lift his legs to leave.

I glanced casually, and at the end of the corridor, I saw two people coming out of a certain box.

One of the taller boys seemed to be drunk, with his head lowered, and was being supported by another shorter and thin boy with difficulty.

Looking at their direction, it seems that they are going upstairs.

Zhuang Qing paused, subconsciously followed.

He didn't make any sound, his eyes silently locked on the tall figure.

There were indescribably complex emotions in his eyes.

The boy in front was struggling to support him, and he didn't notice that someone was following behind him.

Zhuang Qing kept a close distance from them and went up to the third floor together.

The third floor is the room used by this KTV for overnight guests to rest.

He saw the thin boy, holding the room card, and swiped to the room closest to the stairs.

Probably because it was too difficult to help someone who was much taller than him, and he didn't even have time to close the door, so he helped the drunk boy to the bed first.

The skinny boy knelt beside the bed with a tense and excited expression. He called out to the drunk man a few times. Seeing that he didn't respond, he was about to undo the boy's belt with trembling hands.

Just as his fingertips were about to touch him, he suddenly remembered that the door was still open. The boy quickly jumped out of the bed, and when he turned around, he let out an "ah" in fright.

"You... who are you?"

The thin boy saw a cold and handsome man standing at the door. Although this man was good-looking, the other person's eyes were too indifferent, which made him inexplicably afraid.

Zhuang Qing walked into the room step by step, his eyes slowly swept over the person lying on the bed unconsciously pulling at his collar, his tone was indifferent, "I am his sister's friend, who are you?"

After saying that, Zhuang Qing turned his head and looked at the boy who was half a head shorter than him in front of him, not missing the panic and guilty conscience in his eyes.

"I... I'm his boyfriend." The thin boy tried to stay calm, grabbed his clothes tightly, and explained: "He drank too much, I'll just take care of him here, brother, don't worry."

The implication is to let Zhuang Qing leave quickly.

"Little friend, it's not good to lie."

Zhuang Qing pursed his lips, and his indifferent eyes swept over the increasingly tense face of the other party, "I and his family didn't know that he had a boyfriend. For his safety, I'll call his father first to confirm."

Taking out her mobile phone and searching for the number, Zhuang Qing asked casually, "What's your name? See if his father recognizes you."

The thin boy stood in front of Zhuang Qing, his whole body was very tense, watching the man in front of him looking for a number, he caught a glimpse of this man dialing a number.

The remark above seems to be strict about anything.

"Well, brother, I suddenly remembered that I still have something to do, so he will leave it to you first."

The thin boy seemed to be unable to wait for the call to be connected, and ran out eagerly.

The smoke disappeared.

Hanging up and noting Yan Xifei's number, Zhuang Qing closed the door, turned around, watched the person lying on the bed writhing for a while, and walked over.

"Yan Xichen?"

Kneeling on one knee beside the bed, Zhuang Qing bent down and patted the hot cheek of the other party, furrowing his brows secretly, the little kid seemed to be in a bad state.

Not like simple drunkenness.

As if hearing a familiar voice, the person who had closed his eyes suddenly opened them.

Those black eyes that had always been smiling when facing him were full of aggression at the moment, and a strange ferocity faintly appeared in the eyes.

Zhuang Qing was stunned for a moment, subconsciously wanting to back away.

As soon as he moved, his wrist was grabbed.

The hot temperature made his heart tremble.

"Don't go, help me."

"Yan Xichen?"

Zhuang Qing moved his tightly held wrist, feeling a little headache about the current situation.

His struggling movement probably stimulated Yan Xichen.

The other party pulled his wrist and stuck it up, holding him tightly in his arms.

The little kid's head rested on his neck, and his overheated lips were lightly pressed against the skin on the side of his neck.

"Zhuang Qing..."

"Help……"

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32. Get an inch

Yan Xichen's voice was low and hoarse.

The hot breath exhaled while speaking, scalded Zhuang Qing's skin, and even his body was also hot.

The little boy hugged him so tightly that there was no gap between his chest.

Hearing the rapid heartbeat from the other party, Zhuang Qing thought in a daze, probably due to the influence of alcohol, their heartbeats sounded a little fast.

"Zhuang Qing..."

The child's unbearable voice came again.

Having stabilized his mind, Zhuang Qing frowned, gently pushed the little bastard who was holding him, and said in a low voice, "Let go of me first."

Yan Xichen took a deep breath on his neck, rubbed his hot cheek against his chin, and then reluctantly let go of him.

However, the child seemed to be afraid that he would run away, so he still firmly grasped his wrist, which hurt him a lot.

Seeing that the person in front of him was still awake, Zhuang Qing hesitated, "You wait for me here first, I'll go find..."

Before he could finish speaking, the child's face suddenly darkened for a moment, and his eyes turned cold instantly.

"Where are you going? Who do you want?"

Zhuang Qing paused, and looked up at Yan Xichen.

There were surging emotions in those black eyes, it seemed that as long as he said something that the other party didn't want to hear, the little bastard would immediately pounce on him and bite him like his own prey.

Still rational, Zhuang Qing resolutely chose to shut up.

Without Yan Xichen's usual disguise, it is still very dangerous.

What's more, it is still in the situation that the state is obviously not right.

Seeing that he didn't intend to leave again, the little bastard withdrew his fierce eyes, lowered his eyes, lowered his head and rubbed his wrist affectionately, his voice softened, "Zhuang Qing, can you help me?"

"Just use your hands..."

"I'm sorry, I didn't mean to kill you, I was just afraid that you would leave..."

"Zhuang Qing, don't leave me, and don't push me to others, I have a cleanliness..."

"Just help me this time, okay? I promise not to do anything else, please..."

The child said apologetic words, and kept softening his voice, like a poor cub who has no sense of security and is afraid of being abandoned.

Sighing silently, Zhuang Qing didn't say yes or no, but just relaxed his tense arms.

Like tacit approval.

Silent compromise.

His subtle changes were not ignored by the little bastard who was always watching him.

The opponent's arm exerted force, pulling him staggeringly, and crashing into this person's arms.

The little bastard's skin was very hot, and he could feel it through his clothes. Without struggling, he followed the opponent's strength and lay down on this strange big bed.

The overhead lights were bright and dazzling.

Zhuang Qing couldn't help squinting his eyes, deliberately not thinking about what the little kid was doing holding his hand.

But the touch and temperature under the palm.

It still made him freeze for a moment.

"Zhuang Qing..."

"Zhuang Qing..."

The low-pitched calling of the little kid kept coming from my ears.

Zhuang Qing was a little lost in thought, this seemed to be the first time the little bastard called his name.

Unexpectedly, it was in this situation.

Closing his eyes, Zhuang Qing just wanted to clear his mind and ignore any sounds from people who were very close to him.

But in the next moment, he opened his eyes, and his fair skin was stained with a different layer of blush, which completely destroyed the cool temperament on his body.

Zhuang Qing was so angry with the little bastard that the veins on his forehead twitched. He pressed his hand that was about to unzip his zipper, and gritted his teeth and warned: "Yan Xichen! Don't push yourself!"

"I was wrong..." The little kid admitted his mistake very quickly.

He took a careful look at the man with a very dark face, fixed his eyes on the corner of the man's mouth, and asked flatteringly, "Then can I kiss you?"

At this moment, Yan Xichen is more capable of pretending and showing weakness to him than before.

but……

"no!"

Zhuang Qing had a cold face and wanted to beat him up.

"Ok."

The little bastard responded aggrievedly, shrank his neck, and pressed his face against Zhuang Qing's neck.

The tip of the other party's nose rubbed against his skin from time to time, and occasionally moved, and the lips also brushed lightly.

These indistinct touches have been teasing Zhuang Qing's nerves, and the other free hand is gradually clenched by his side.

Zhuang Qing didn't know when the little kid ended up, and he was imprisoned in the arms of the other party all the time.

Unknowingly fell asleep.

It's just that he didn't sleep well, and he woke up early in the morning before dawn.

Silently looking at the arm across his waist, Zhuang Qing pursed his lips tightly, pulled the little boy away, and turned over to get off the bed.

He glanced sideways at the person who was sleeping deeply on the bed, turned around expressionlessly, opened the door and left.

The moment the door closed, the person who was still sound asleep on the bed slowly opened his eyes.

Turning over lazily, propping his head with one hand and looking towards the door, he licked his lips in satisfaction.

After Zhuang Qing came out, he hurried back to the dormitory.

He took off his wrinkled shirt, took a shower, and washed his hands several times.

The palms of his hands were almost torn off by him.

After getting out of the bathroom, he stood quietly in the living room thinking for a long time, picked up his mobile phone and asked Lu Meng for a whole morning leave.

Then he lay down on the bed he was familiar with, and took a restful sleep.

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