kiss Me

After 5 minutes, it was settled—in fact, I came here on a temporary basis, and there was nothing to arrange except for the wet umbrella—Lin Wu threw his phone and collapsed into the chaise longue by the window, dragging on for a long time. The voice complained that I was not full just now, and wanted to order a takeaway.

Qin Shu opened the window to breathe, and twirled his wet hair: "Take a bath first, don't catch a cold."

The rain stopped, and the night wind was humid, and it poured into the room along the window sill, wrapped in a faint smell of grass and trees, wrapped in a certain kind of clear floral fragrance, which was somewhat similar to the smell on Qin Shu's wrist.Lin Wu sniffed a couple of times greedily, then slowly got up, and walked to the bathroom as promised.

Qin Shu raised his eyebrows slightly, and felt that he must be hiding other thoughts in such an obedient manner, but he had no intention of probing into it. He opened the umbrella and hung it in a ventilated place, only then remembered his shoulders and hair that were also wet, took out two pieces of paper and slowly Wipe slowly.

Ten minutes later, his premonition came true. The bathroom door opened quietly. The blond boy was wearing a bathrobe with the front open, revealing a large area of ​​fair skin on his chest. Between the neck, it curled up into an almost ambiguous arc, making people itch for no reason.

It's a pity that Qin Shu is not an ordinary person.

No matter how imaginative the scene in front of him was, he was unmoved, and only frowned slightly when his eyes swept across his chest, like a feudal patriarch.

Lin Wu walked up to him and sat down. His body temperature was still a little high after taking a bath, and he was wrapped in a sweet and soft shower gel, making his whole body softer than usual. He let him stretch out his hands to wrap up his bathrobe, headless He laughed without end: "Brother, if you were born in ancient times, you must be a good king."

"why?"

"Pure-minded, with a firm will," the young man moved closer, as if to prove what he said was true, "No amount of attacks that can harm the country and the people will be ineffective against you."

Qin Shu was noncommittal, touched his wet hair, then got up and brought the hair dryer: "Shall I help you or do it myself?"

Lin Wu is afraid of heat but not cold, from his cat's tongue to his cold temper, he inherited everything from his mother who can wear skirts with bare legs in the cold winter months - she is also insensitive to hot air from hair dryers, and has never liked to blow her hair since she was a child. Ask Qin Shu to coax and gently coax him to do it for him.

"Of course it's my brother who helped me." Little Trouble drooped the corners of his mouth, and quickly returned to his original state, obediently sitting on his lap like when he was a child, regardless of the changing times, he was already slightly taller than Qin Shu in this posture .

Qin Shu patted him on the head: "This line is not long enough."

His original intention was to let Lin Wu down, but he forgot one thing. Three years later, not only his height, but also someone's routines have quietly grown wildly in places he can't see.

Lin Wu was silent for a moment, supported his shoulders and got up slowly, but did not intend to sit back on the imperial concubine's couch, but knelt with his legs apart, and sat on him in an extremely ambiguous and suggestive way. On the thigh—the hem of the bathrobe was lifted up, revealing the white and delicate skin, which would be stuck in a dangerous position, and it would be a bit of a foul if it went up an inch.

But the offender looked innocent, raised his arms around his neck, so that he could sit more stably, lowered his head facing him, and asked softly, "How about this?"

The soft towel-like cloth slipped down quietly, exposing the young man's thin shoulders, as if it was a deliberate hint.

In fact, there is not much difference between sitting upright and sideways, and the cord of the hair dryer is not so short. The two people have their own ideas, the only difference is who gives in first.

When the night wind picked up, Qin Shu's calm and watery eyes finally fluctuated slightly, as if the layer of gentleness had broken and was quickly glued together by him - he didn't like such a passive posture.

"Hold on steady, don't fall." However, in the end, he only gave such a warning, and then turned on the hair dryer. The noise was so loud that it swallowed up Lin Wu's whispers in his ear.

The young man's breath was wet and soft, more touching than Night Breeze.

He said brother, your heartbeat is not obedient.

It took far more time to blow-dry his hair for a small trouble than Qin Shu cleaned himself up—he didn’t have a bad habit of needing someone to help blow-dry his hair, and it took less than 15 minutes to wash and blow-dry his hair in the bathroom. Rules, there is no hidden danger that the whole piece will fall off with a simple pull.

When he came out, he saw Lin Wu sprawled on the bed, his phone screen was colorful.

"Don't you want to order takeaway?" He remembered the other party's complaint not long ago, and said casually, "It's not advisable to eat too much before going to bed."

"I'm not hungry now," Lin Wu turned over, exposing a leg, noticing that his gaze was dim, and consciously pulled off the quilt to wrap himself tightly, "Brother, you are so pretty."

Qin Shu didn't pick up on him, walked to the bed and sat down, suddenly remembered something, looked at him with apologetic voice, and said: "There will be a regular meeting tomorrow night, and there are some new recruiting materials to be prepared, I have to Go back early...the itinerary to see the exhibition may be a little rushed."

The fact that he has a mountain of work to do, and a lot of homework that was supposed to be done over the weekend, would be an understatement.

I thought that the children would be somewhat disappointed, but Lin Wu himself didn't seem to be too positive about this exhibition: "It's okay, then I won't watch it, and go back tomorrow morning."

Qin Shu frowned: "It's not that there is your teacher..."

"It's okay, it's still early to leave the closed exhibition, come back next week," the boy stretched himself, rolled into his arms, resting on his lap, and said with his head up, "Anyway, I haven't finished eating the snacks here, I haven't had time to go to the bar street I want to go to—brother, are you free next week?"

Qin Shu lowered his head and felt that he was lying on his lap like this, with the blond hair that had just been blow-dried scattered, looking a bit like a fox with fried fur. After straightening things out and thinking for a moment, he said softly, "If the school doesn't arrange any lectures, it should still be free."

"Well, it won't work next week, and next week." The fox narrowed his eyes in satisfaction, rubbed his wrist, and said meaningfully, "It's still early."

Hearing this, Qin Shu glanced at the time, only to realize that it was almost midnight: "Go to bed first, and get up early tomorrow... It doesn't have to be too early, you can sleep until you wake up naturally."

Lin Wu frowned unwillingly, raised his hand to hook his neck, and forced him to lie on his back in the bed like himself, then turned over and sat up, straddling his waist as before ——I didn't sit down, just kneeling in vain, but it was more imaginative than skin-to-skin contact.

"Brother," the young man looked at him from top to bottom, his light-colored eyelashes were stained with light, showing almost bright gold, the smile in his eyes flickered, not pure and kind, "Do you... don't like it very much?" so?"

If you want to talk about Fengyue, it has nothing to do with Fengyue.

He already knew the answer. Three years ago, Qin Shu was still young, so he was not as "bearable" as he is now. The only time he broke the precept against him, showing his viciousness and toughness under the gentle appearance, was because he didn't know the truth and used this method to tease him. other side.

Last time it was unintentional, but this time it was intentional.

He likes Qin Shu's vacillating appearance so much, like a fake sun once extinguished, revealing the flowers that were born from the embers underneath, failing to bloom, completely sick, and pitiful--he has already verified it in just a moment of eye contact. The desired answer.

"It's fine if you don't like it." The boy turned his eyes away, got off him obediently, and leaned forward to please him, kissing the corner of his lips, "Don't dare next time."

Qin Shu was silent for a long time before he stretched out his hand to hold his shoulders, pushed him into the bed almost forcibly, covered him with a quilt, and said tightly, "Sleep."

The student organization was recruiting new students in the second week of school, and Qin Shu was busy for two full weeks as usual, from reviewing the application form to the three-day interview, and he couldn't miss every link.

"This year's freshmen have two brushes." Meng Qi turned over another registration form, with three empty coffee cans in his hand, looking very energetic, "This one can cut videos, and has [-] fans... The new Propaganda Department is gone."

Qin Shu is not as good as he can endure, the mouse scroll wheel slides down regularly, just glance at it briefly, confirm the format and content are not a big problem, and let it go, Rubbing the eyebrows, said: "You can't do it."

"I don't have that many fans," Meng Qi flicked through two more pages, cheering up, "Hey, your brother's——good guy, this resume is much cooler than the one you gave last time, it's just painting There are more than a dozen awards for him, and he even held a photography exhibition at a young age, the president of the student council, the director of the radio station... Hey, can our ministers really hold him back?"

Qin Shu paused with his hand on the roller, and remembered Lin Wu's sentence "It's better to let him be full of prejudice against me" not long ago. He felt that it was basically impossible, so he gave up and chose to answer Meng Qi's question: "Don't worry, He has a good temper, and he wrote those... just for you to read."

"Show me?"

"Well, I'm afraid you think he's my younger brother and open the back door," Qin Shu chuckled. "A person like you would be turned away by his own sister. I'm afraid he's thinking too much."

"I just listed the workload of the school council with her truthfully. Xiao Nizi was scared by herself." Meng Qi waved his hand, unwilling to mention more, "He also filled in the new propaganda department, and his ability is indeed quite suitable. In terms of personality... well, I think it's okay."

Xinxuan... is in charge of another vice chairman, and it seems that it has nothing to do with his work.

"Speaking of which, Song Jue went out for an exchange this semester, will anyone take over her job?"

"Oh yes, I was just about to tell you," Meng Qi froze as soon as he heard it, and put down the stack of registration forms, "The teacher means that we will divide up and take care of the style and new announcements, but I chatted with Song Jue , She said that the ministers are quite reliable, and if there is any problem, she can take care of it online, so we don't need to worry too much."

Qin Shu lowered his eyes, and calmly breathed a sigh of relief, not knowing what he said: "My character is not suitable for the style, let's make a new announcement."

"Okay," Meng Qi nodded, suddenly realized something, and teased with a smile, "Then your younger brother will be under your control—a certain younger brother will not secretly open a small fire, right?"

The younger brother himself is righteous: "He is also in charge of photography when he comes to Xinxuan. For someone who held a photography exhibition at the age of 16, what can he do?"

"……Too."

"Okay, I've sent you the application form after review, and the things for the welcome party. I'll go eat and be back soon." Qin Shu stood up and added with a calm expression, "By the way, the welcome party There is still a lack of a camera position, let him try it, just adapt to work in advance."

"Okay." Meng Qi nodded, watched him walk out of the office, realized belatedly, and shouted at the crack of the door, "You still can't talk about small stoves!"

"It stands to reason that you should have military training at this time, but this year's situation is special. The two campuses have just merged, and many places are still being renovated, so the unification will be postponed until next year, with the next one." Qin Shu looked at the ice cream in front of him. People, explained, "It means that new recruits will be recruited earlier...Thursday interviews, you should know."

Lin Wu gave a "hmm" and scooped the grapes from the top of the ice cream to his mouth: "Ah——"

It's still that little kid who will give him the sweetest bite in the center of the watermelon or the only hidden money in the whole bag of biscuits, whether he likes it or not... Qin Shu laughed and ate it as he wanted. The little seriousness evaporated: "Are you ready?"

"It's just an interview, what do you need to prepare for?" Lin Wu smiled and propped his chin, his light eyelashes were stained with a little light, as if plated with fine gold leaf, "Brother, I will answer all your questions."

It was indeed him who asked the question... Qin Shu didn't understand the ambiguous meaning in his words, and nodded, "I won't send you to the evening class, the school will be busy these days, so I can't leave it all to Meng Qi. "

Lin Wu bit the spoon and nodded obediently: "See you that night."

He refers to midnight, the dead of night, the unwritten agreement between the two in the corner of the roof or in the stairwell.

"Well... By the way, there is a lack of a camera position at the welcome party on Wednesday, so I might ask you to help," Qin Shu reached out and stroked his eyebrows, and straightened his messy blond hair, saying, "I have a camera. Send it to you."

This time it didn't go so smoothly, Lin Wu's eyes widened after hearing what he said, and he leaned closer with great interest, then raised his head and kissed his fingertips: "Brother, is this considered voluntary labor or a family privilege?" ?”

Qin Shu withdrew his hand calmly, seemed to really think for a few seconds, and said, "It counts as voluntary labor for the family members - don't you want to go?"

"It's not that I don't want to," the little fox is the best at taking an inch, tilting his head and lowering his voice slightly, "but there must be some reward, right?"

Qin Shu raised his eyebrows slightly, and said seriously: "The student union has limited funds and needs a legitimate reason. If I pay for it out of my own pocket... let me tell you about the reward."

What a piece of wood.

Lin Wu shook his head from the bottom of his heart, with a smile on his lips, looked straight into his eyes, and said softly, "It's not expensive, brother, as long as you kiss me—in the way you like."