Coquettish

They got entangled, Xie Yan took off her thin T-shirt, revealing her beautiful shoulder blades, Fu Qing kissed her, and then kissed other places.

There was no light in the room, and they couldn't see each other's faces clearly, only occasionally ambiguous, inexplicable, and indescribable voices came.

In this silent darkness, Xie Yan suddenly raised his neck high, arched his back tightly, and the arc was extremely beautiful, like a dying white swan, but he still used his last strength to endure.His ten fingers clutched the quilt tightly, and even his fingertips were turning blue and white from the excessive pain.

His whole body was soaked in cold sweat, even the temperature of his lips was cold.

Fu Qing warmed up Xie Yan again.

Only now did he feel that Xie Yan was really thin.

His waist was too thin, his skin was too white, and his voice was too soft, as if he would easily collapse and be destroyed, he would swallow his groans in his throat, and he would not even beg for mercy.

Xie Yan's consciousness was both sober and fuzzy.

He can no longer perceive his surroundings, but he can clearly and clearly know that he is doing the most intimate thing with the person he likes the most.

So whether it is pain or happiness, as long as it is given by the other party, Xie Yan will accept it completely.

A night of deep dreams.

Xie Yan didn't know how long he slept, his biological clock was always on time, even when he was moving bricks at the construction site, he never overslept.

But today was different, he really couldn't wake up, opened his eyes reluctantly, the first thing he saw was Fu Qing's chin.

Xie Yan felt an arm across her waist and struggled a little before realizing that she was in Fu Qing's arms.

Fu Qing also woke up, but she couldn't bear to part with the child in her arms, so she didn't move. After noticing Xie Yan's movements, she lowered her head and kissed his frowning brows, her voice was hoarse but satisfied: "It's still early, sleep a little longer. "

Xie Yan turned her head, and could see that the sunlight had penetrated the thick curtains and fell into the cracks in the corners.

It must be late.

Xie Yan stretched out her hand from under the quilt to get the mobile phone placed on the bedside table.His arms are very white and thin, and the blue veins inside can be seen, as well as the pale pink traces floating on the surface, scattered all over the thinnest skin on the wrist.

Even the color of the hickey is very gentle.

It's already 08:30.At this time, the first class should be half over.

Xie Yan woke up quickly. He lifted the quilt and got up from the bed. When his feet hit the ground, his legs involuntarily went limp, and he almost failed to stand up.

After all, it was Xie Yan, his body shook a few times, but he still stood still.

After yesterday's work, Xie Yan's consciousness became blurred. Fu Qing carried him to the bathroom to take a shower, but did not dress him. Xie Yan is now naked and wants to go to the closet to find two clothes. clothing.

Xie Yan felt like she was walking on cotton.He had never felt so uncomfortable before, it wasn't a sharp pain, but his body had no strength, and the back felt weird, as if it hadn't closed yet.

……too big.

Xie Yan had only walked two steps before she had to support the wall with her hand, rested for a while, and was about to go to the closet, but suddenly her body was suspended in the air, and she was hugged horizontally.

With his height, only Fu Qing can hug him.

Xie Yan didn't struggle, and wrapped his arms around Fu Qing's neck. He heard Fu Qing say, "I saw it yesterday, and I didn't get hurt, so I didn't apply medicine. Does it still hurt?"

Xie Yan was stunned, and the sides of his ears turned red at a speed visible to the naked eye, but his expression was still tense, no matter what, he still wanted face.

He shook his head and said nothing.

Fu Qing leaned into Xie Yan's ear and said, "If it really hurts, tell me, don't bear it."

He knew that the child in his arms was really good at enduring pain, but he couldn't bear it.

Fu Qing easily carried Xie Yan back to the bed, but instead of going to get clothes from the closet, she opened the suitcase that was still outside, took a T-shirt from inside and handed it to Xie Yan.

Xie Yan still didn't quite understand what he meant, picked up the dress, and looked at Fu Qing suspiciously.

Fu Qing said very seriously: "I've already slept with Xiao Tiandou, can you wear my clothes, I want to see you wear them."

Xie Yan: "..."

There is nothing to say.

Therefore, as a sleeping fan idol with a major personality stain, Xie Yan endured the humiliation and put on the fan's clothes.Fu Qing's T-shirt was too wide and long, and Xie Yan looked empty in it, barely covering her thighs. Xie Yan straightened her hair at the temples as if deliberately covering it, and turned her head away, not looking at Fu Qing.

Fu Qing's breathing was a little heavy, but she quickly adjusted without Xie Yan noticing.

Xie Yan wore it for a while, still thinking about class, and wanted to go down to change again.

Fu Qing pressed Xie Yan's shoulder, and said, "Please take a leave of absence, and give it to Xiao Tiandou..."

Xie Yan couldn't listen anymore, interrupted him, took a deep breath: "Okay, please, I'll go in the afternoon."

Fu Qing took Xie Yan's mobile phone, went out and called Jiang Tong, saying that he could also take the leave of the next class.

It only took him a while to make a phone call, and when he came back, Xie Yan had already tilted his head and fell asleep again.In fact, he was still physically uncomfortable, and he has been relying on willpower to survive until now.

Fu Qing half hugged Xie Yan, put him under the quilt, wanted to kiss the little friend, but held back, not disturbing Xie Yan's sleep, stood by the bed again, looked at him for a while before leaving.

When Xie Yan woke up again, it took him a long time to realize that it was already noon.

He looked around, but couldn't find Fu Qing, and his consciousness was also vague. He instinctively pulled the T-shirt over his face to cover his mouth and nose, as if he could still smell Fu Qing.

But Xie Yan soon woke up and stopped doing that. After sitting on the bed for a while, he still felt a little uncomfortable, but it was much better than in the morning.

After a while, Fu Qing pushed open the door, carrying a lunch box in his hand, opened it and placed it in front of Xie Yan, even the chopsticks were arranged.

Xie Yan only took a sip and knew that Fu Qing made it himself.

He hadn't eaten since morning until now, and he was overly hungry. He recovered after drinking a bowl of soup, and then slowly ate lunch.

Fu Qing watched him eat, and asked, "Does it still hurt?"

Xie Yan shook her head, as if she noticed that Fu Qing was very concerned about this matter, after a moment of silence, she added a sentence: "It's not just pain."

But that's all he said, and he won't say any more.

But Fu Qing understood.

After eating, Xie Yan rested for a while and became very energetic. After talking to Fu Qing again, she was ready to go to the classroom first.

He opened the door and walked through the corridor, just in time to see Rebecca walking in.Wu Yun also lived on the same floor of this hotel. Rebecca would visit her husband when she was free, and Xie Yan would meet her occasionally.

Rebecca is tall and tall, only a little shorter than Xie Yan. She glanced up, paused, and said with a teasing tone, "Happy in love."

After saying this, she walked straight in without waiting for Xie Yan's response.

Xie Yan was startled, and stopped in place.

He walked forward for a while, and when he passed the glass door, he raised his eyes and looked at himself inside. There was a very light hickey on his neck, but his skin was too white, so this hickey was too conspicuous.

Xie Yan touched that spot unconsciously, and said in a low voice, "Very happy."