Autumn water is long

Someone has to clean up the mess. Lu Ting sat on the toilet and wiped his wet hair, while Qiu Yibei squatted on the ground to clean up a layer of water on the bathroom floor.

Tired of raising his hand, Lu Ting didn't bother to wipe it again.

A large bath towel was casually draped over his head, and Lu Ting leaned back to relieve his sore waist, silently staring at Qiu Yibei's busy back.

As if feeling Lu Ting's fiery gaze, Qiu Yibei stopped wiping the water, and stood up with a "hiss", her feet were still a little unsteady, and she was about to slip.

Lu Ting noticed Qiu Yibei's strangeness, and hurried to help him: "What's wrong? Headache?"

"Well, it hurts." Qiu Yibei threw away the rag, knocked her head on Lu Ting's shoulder, and put most of her body weight on Lu Ting.

As soon as Qiu Yibei's head touched Lu Ting's face, Lu Ting immediately felt Qiu Yibei's temples throbbing about to explode.

He quickly supported Qiu Yibei and said, "Sit down, and I will clean up the rest."

"Are you coming?" Qiu Yibei asked weakly.

Lu Ting didn't notice the cunning flash in Qiu Yibei's eyes, and just about to nod, his feet were suspended in the air, and Qiu Yibei carried him on his shoulders with his head down.

"You don't have a headache, you lied to me?" Lu Ting got entangled with the bath towel on his body.

Qiu Yibei ignored Lu Ting's questioning, and pretended to throw Lu Ting into the bathtub again.

"Just changed clothes!"

"I'll buy it for you again!" Qiu Yibei had already lifted Lu Ting up.

Lu Ting closed his eyes, but he didn't wait for Qiu Yibei's next move. When he opened his eyes, he saw Qiu Yibei looking at him with a smirk.

The little panic on Lu Ting's face slowly turned into a trace of sullenness, and finally turned into a sneer at the corner of his mouth.

Before Qiu Yibei could react to Lu Ting's smile, his upper body tilted, Lu Ting's leg passed over his head, and he pushed him into the bathtub with a reverse leg.

And Lu Ting jumped down lightly and landed perfectly.

puff-

Lu Ting's grasp of the distance was very accurate, and Qiu Yibei just fell into the water on his back, without hitting a place.

Qiu Yibei came back to his senses, and looked at Lu Ting, who was looking at him proudly with his arms folded, half-smiling.

After sitting in the water for a while, Qiu Yibei said helplessly, "The clothes I just changed."

Lu Ting followed Qiu Yibei's words and said, "I'll buy it for you again."

"Give me a hand." Qiu Yibei stretched out her hand.

Lu Ting is a fox, so he can't be fooled.

He took two steps back and shook his head, "Get up by yourself."

"I can't get up by myself."

"Do not believe."

Qiu Yibei looked at Lu Ting, who was all on guard, shook her head and sighed, and when standing up with the help of the bathtub, she stretched her voice: "Okay - I will get up by myself."

Just as he splashed out of the water, a thick bath towel covered him.

The hand really touched Qiu Yibei's temple, even through the thick towel, Lu Ting found that Qiu Yibei did not lie to him.

Lu Ting pulled Qiu Yibei to sit on the toilet, and while wiping Qiu Yibei's hair, Lu Ting asked, "Why is it still so serious?"

"It doesn't hurt much, it's just that I've been dancing a lot lately, and it doesn't feel very good." Qiu Yibei let Lu Ting's actions towards him, and the corners of his mouth under the towel curved into a big arc.

Lu Ting asked nervously, "What's wrong?"

Qiu Yibei: "It doesn't feel very auspicious."

Lu Ting's hand paused, and then continued to wipe the water dripping from Qiu Yibei's hair, "Boss Qiu seems quite superstitious."

As soon as the words fell, Qiu Yibei stretched out her hand, stopped Lu Ting from continuing to move, and let him sit sideways on her lap.

As soon as Lu Ting sat down, the towel that was originally on Qiu Yibei's head was lifted over.

Qiu Yibei covered himself and Lu Ting in the towel.

The two were very close at this moment, face to face, nose to nose.

Just now they were closer and fit together tightly, but they couldn't see each other clearly like this now.

The stuffy and dark space quickly became stuffy, filled with the hot breath of two people.

Lu Ting looked at Qiu Yibei motionlessly, his pupils trembling slightly at such a close distance.

He didn't know what his own eyes looked like at this moment, but Qiu Yibei's reaction in the next second brought him back to his senses in a daze.

Qiu Yibei covered Lu Ting's eyes with his hand, and at the same time, he also closed his eyes.

"Lu Ting," Qiu Yibei gave a sour smile, "Have you ever seen someone else have such a look in their eyes?"

"what happened?"

"Too much love, don't love me so much, I can't stand it."

If Qiu Yibei had two hearts, he might have broken both of them.

"Is it not good?" Lu Ting relied on Qiu Yibei's strength and leaned over, the two of them were head to head, face to face.

Qiu Yibei hugged Lu Ting's body, kissed Lu Ting's forehead lightly, and did not answer.

Lu Ting didn't ask further, but instead said, "This time I'll mark you."

Qiu Yibei turned her neck cooperatively, "You can mark me every time from now on."

Lu Ting probed Qiu Yibei's glands with his tongue, but he couldn't open his mouth.

He said: "I want to mark it longer."

Qiu Yibei: "Alpha can only be temporarily marked, and the duration is only three days. How long do you want to mark?"

Lu Ting: "Three days and one second."

Qiu Yibei's throat suddenly choked, and Lu Ting's hand tightened unconsciously.

Silence was the only reaction he could make at this moment. He waited quietly for the pain in the back of his neck, but he didn't wait for it. All he waited for was the gradual and steady breathing from the side of his neck.

Qiu Yibei's hand loosened, and Lu Ting fell directly to the ground, as if he had fallen asleep from exhaustion.

Qiu Yibei supported Lu Ting's back with one hand and Lu Ting's head with the other hand, and laughed helplessly, letting Lu Ting lean on his body halfway, freeing up one hand, tearing off the towel on his head, covering Lu Ting tightly, Stretching out his hands, he hugged Lu Ting.

The door of the bathroom was sliding, and Qiu Yibei pushed the door open with his elbow, and stopped after taking two steps.

Jiang Fangyue stood in front of the bathroom door with bare feet and disheveled hair, quietly.

Qiu Yibei took a breath, and found that Jiang Fangyue's eyes didn't give him the slightest bit at all, she was watching Lu Ting whose face was covered in his arms from the beginning to the end.

Qiu Yibei doesn't quite know the extent of Jiang Fangyue's condition, whether she is awake or suffering from an illness, but she has to explain a few words: "Auntie, Lu Ting was too tired and fell asleep during the susceptible period, do you have something to tell him? "

Jiang Fangyue stared at Lu Ting motionlessly as if she hadn't heard Qiu Yibei's voice.

Lu Ting was woken up.

He pulled off the bath towel covering his head, and at first glance, Jiang Fangyue was looking at Jiang Fangyue.

"Let me down." Lu Ting's tone was light.

Qiu Yibei was not sure what the situation was, so after putting Lu Ting down, she turned and went back to the bathroom to clean up the remaining mess.

Standing in front of Jiang Fangyue, Lu Ting did not meet Jiang Fangyue's eyes, with an indescribable smile on his lips.

He was waiting, waiting for Jiang Fangyue's next move.

The two confronted each other in silence for a long time, so long that Lu Ting wanted to find a place to sit down because of the discomfort of the susceptible period.

Jiang Fangyue finally moved. She took out a knife from her back and slowly extended it towards Lu Ting.

But Lu Ting didn't respond yet, just looked at Jiang Fangyue with a smile.

It took less than a second for Qiu Yibei to turn her head, and then turned around, her breathing almost stopped, and Jiang Fangyue's knife tip had already touched Lu Ting's neck.

Lu Ting still stood there smiling and looking at Jiang Fangyue.

Just as Qiu Yibei was about to rush over, Lu Ting's hand suddenly rose.

Lu Ting held Jiang Fangyue's hand holding the knife, and Qiu Yibei breathed a sigh of relief when she saw this.

However, in the next second, Qiu Yibei's pupils shrank again.

Lu Ting did not push it away, but held Jiang Fangyue's knife towards him, seeing that the tip of the knife was about to pierce Lu Ting's skin.

Jiang Fangyue reacted faster than Qiu Yibei. With a loud cry, she broke away from Lu Ting's hand, and the knife fell to the ground with a bang.

Qiu Yibei quickly ran over to pull Lu Ting away, and stood in front of Lu Ting.

Lu Ting patted Qiu Yibei's shoulder: "Don't be nervous, get used to it, she won't really do it, take it slowly every time."

After finishing speaking, Lu Ting bent down and picked up the knife, and placed it on the bedside, before going to help Jiang Fangyue who seemed to be greatly frightened.

Qiu Yibei was also stunned in place.

Lu Ting noticed that Qiu Yibei's dripping hand was still held stiffly in front of him, and comforted him: "Don't worry, nothing will happen, you go wash your hands first."

After setting up Jiang Fangyue, Lu Ting sat on the edge of the bed and tucked Jiang Fangyue in the quilt, looked up and saw Qiu Yibei had turned off the bathroom light and came over.

Seeing the bulging pockets of Qiu Yibei's trousers, Lu Ting reached out and took out a pack of cigarettes.

Qiu Yibei subconsciously wanted to stop her, but later she probably felt that if she was discovered, she should discover it. It is the most serious thing to bow her head and admit her mistake.

He thought of what he asked Lu Ting to promise him, and his "I was wrong" came to his lips, and it also became: "I love you."

The cigarette case was played by Lu Ting in his hand, and he asked casually, "You said you haven't had a headache recently?"

Qiu Yibei squatted down, put her hand on Lu Ting's thigh, and whispered: "It doesn't hurt, just take what I said is true."

"When?" Lu Ting raised his eyes and glanced at Qiu Yibei.

It was obvious at a glance that Lu Ting was still angry, Qiu Yibei approached and said, "Do you want to hear me say 'I love you' a few more times? Well, I love you, I love you, I love you. Have you calmed down yet?"

Qiuyi Bei said that the closer she got, Lu Ting finally gave in and pushed Qiuyi Bei away with a smile.While Qiu Yibei stood up, Lu Ting quickly pulled out a cigarette and put it in his mouth without freeing his hands.

"Hey you—"

With a cigarette in his mouth, Lu Ting returned the cigarette case to Qiu Yibei, not thinking there was anything wrong with his behavior.

Qiu Yibei said angrily, "I'm not angry."

Lu Ting: "No, just hold it in your mouth and smell it."

The two of them turned around at the same time and looked at Jiang Fangyue, who was staring at the ceiling with wide-eyed eyes.

Qiu Yibei lowered her head and rubbed her two fingers, "What's going on, Auntie?"

Lu Ting turned around and smiled: "She really wanted me to die all the time."

Qiu Yibei frowned.

Lu Ting held the cigarette between his fingers, leaned closer and smelled the aroma of the tobacco, and continued: "Because of the two steamed buns, I told a man I don't know my mother's license plate number - just because of the two steamed buns. "

Lu Ting laughed at himself: "Before the car accident, my mother often went to No. 27 Younan Road. She would buy us books and clothes, and told us to study hard and not get into trouble. Once I wanted to sneak out of the dog hole. It was she who pulled me back, gave me a piece of cake, asked my name, and told me not to be naughty again. Since then, every time she came, she would ask me how I was doing and whether I was being bullied."

"That man... wears a top hat and a long coat." Qiu Yibei thought of the man in the newspaper.

"It's him. Until now, I don't know why I went with that man, and why I pointed to my mother's car without any disturbance in my heart, and said to the man: 'That is Mrs. Jiang's car. I will take you Bring it, can you fill me up?'”

"you--"

Qiu Yibei wanted to say that you were just hungry for too long.

But as soon as the first word was spoken, Jiang Fangyue, who was supposed to be lying on the bed, suddenly jumped up, grabbed the knife by the bedside, and stabbed at Lu Ting again.

This time, Qiu Yibei had time.

"Go to hell!" The woman's sharp cry suddenly sounded from behind Lu Ting.

Qiu Yibei quickly pulled Lu Ting behind him, raised his foot and kicked at the stabbing sharp knife, but was a beat slower, the tip of the knife cut Qiu Yibei's arm, and the blood flowed down in streams, dripping on the snow-white bed sheet.

The attacker jumped under the bed, Qiu Yibei ignored the injury on his hand, and immediately kicked the knife away.

Jiang Fangyue had already fallen, but she still wanted to struggle to get up and rush towards Lu Ting.

She continued hysterically: "Number 62! Fuck you! I'm going to kill you! You give me back my little one! You're a counterfeit! You have no name, No. 62! I hate you! I hate you—— !"

She always knew that Lu Ting was number 62, and she always knew that Lu Ting was not the real Lu Ting.

"She's not crazy at all! She hasn't been crazy from the beginning to the end!"

Qiu Yibei pulled the cloth strips and tied Jiang Fangyue's hands and feet firmly to the bed, and yelled at Lu Ting while tying the knots.

Then Qiu Yibei immediately went to Jiang Fangyue's medicine boxes, found a dose of tranquilizer, and gave Jiang Fangyue a shot.

It will take some time for the medicine to take effect. Jiang Fangyue struggled frantically, and the iron bed made a rattling sound.

Qiu Yibei breathed a sigh of relief, and when she turned around, Lu Ting stood there in a daze, looking at Jiang Fangyue who burst out with great hatred for him.

"Lu Ting?" The sluggish look on Lu Ting's face made Qiu Yibei burst out with unprecedented fear.

"Go! Go, come home with me!" Qiu Yibei made a decisive decision, he didn't care about anything, he wanted to take Lu Ting home.

However, Lu Ting held Qiu Yibei, who was eager to grow wheels under his feet, and spoke slowly, without any emotion in his tone.

"First," Lu Ting took a deep breath, "I will bandage you first."

The blade was sharp, and cut a wound five centimeters long from Qiu Yibei's wrist.

At this time, Qiu Yibei felt the pain.

He looked up at Lu Ting who was concentrating on bandaging his wound from the bottom up.

Lu Ting hadn't said a word since just now.

Although Jiang Fangyue pretended to be crazy for more than ten years, the effect of the tranquilizer still made her slowly fall into a coma.

After the last knot of the gauze was tied, Qiu Yibei's hand was free, and he immediately cupped Lu Ting's face, forcing Lu Ting to look into his eyes.

"I'm still here, you still have me. Didn't you say you want to mark me? Come on, bite me, I'll always be yours."

Lu Ting gave Qiu Yibei the glands on the back of his neck with a glance, then looked at Qiu Yibei again, and said lightly:

"Marking only lasts for three days."