[Quick Wear] Manual for Saving the Miserable Male Match

The moonlight outside the window gradually faded from thick to dark, and the desk lamp that had completed its mission was turned off.

In the morning, Qi Qingyu was woken up by a phone call from Tang Xin, saying that if he didn't get up, he would miss his flight.

Qi Qingyu's waist was in severe pain, and there was also secret pain in other places. When he was woken up by the phone call, Song Cian felt the movement of the person next to him and opened his eyes. Tang Xin's voice on the phone was not heard at all.

After struggling until midnight last night, I was woken up by a phone call early in the morning. Listening to Tang Xin's nagging voice, Qi Qingyu said in a hoarse voice, "Change the flight. I'll tell Li Yuan."

Tang Xin, who was still chattering endlessly and urging Qi Qingyu to get up and pack out, stopped urging after hearing Qi Qingyu's hoarse voice, "Brother, you have a cold? Then I will buy you some cold medicine first. Take it up."

Tang Xin said that he was about to take action. While cleaning up, he blamed himself, saying that he should not have left you and Teacher Song outside last night. No matter what, he should have rented a car to pick you up. If it didn't work, he could just take a taxi. , it’s all my own fault, for being careless and forgetting.

Qi Qingyu's voice was mute, and she looked at Song Ci'an's smiling eyes, her face was a little red, and she said awkwardly, "No, no need, I have medicine here."

How could there be medicine in the hotel? Did it come from the front desk? It shouldn't be. It sounds like my boss has just gotten up. The hotel front desk doesn't have the ability to predict the future, right? You can never guess in advance that your boss will catch a cold this morning.

Tang Xin thought for a long time, but in the end he didn't understand it, so he asked, "It couldn't have been delivered by Teacher Song this morning, right?"

There was silence on the phone for a long time, and it seemed that Teacher Song's laughter was heard. It was not very real, but it still startled Tang Xin, and an unformed idea appeared in his mind.

"Yes." Qi Qingyu finally spoke.

After it was over, Tang Xin touched the armrest of the sofa next to him. His voice was hoarse in the morning, his flight had been changed, and Teacher Song who appeared in the room early in the morning might not have appeared, but had not left at all. All of this points to an answer.

Tang Xin swallowed and sat down on the sofa, "Well, brother, please rest first and I won't disturb you. The flight is not urgent. We will book it after you have rested."

After hanging up the phone, the years were still beside the pillow. Qi Qingyu glared at Song Cian with his watery eyes, "He heard your voice." There was a smile in his words, and he didn't care about Tang Xin at all. How would straight men’s little hearts be frightened?

Song Cian touched Qi Qingyu's still red eyes and said, "Sleep a little longer."

Qi Qingyu rolled into Song Ci'an's arms. His outstretched arms were covered with marks. There were red marks everywhere on his neck and collarbone. "It's all your fault. The clothes can't cover it." Slender and well-proportioned His legs were exposed and resting on Song Cian's body.

He picked up the quilt and wrapped Qi Qingyu in it, "I'll be gentler next time."

Qi Qingyu pressed her whole body against Song Cian, her breath spraying on a small piece of skin in front of her neck, "Sleep." He said, holding Song Cian's waist, "You stay with me."

It was already noon when the two of them went back to sleep and woke up, just as Tang Xin's thoughtful lunch arrived at the door. It was not a courier, but Tang Xin himself.

It wasn't because of anything else, it was mainly because he was afraid that this young couple would do something earth-shattering again, so Tang Xin felt like he had bought the meal and delivered it upstairs.

Song Cian came in with lunch, and Qi Qingyu was arranging her clothes in front of the mirror. What he said in the morning was true, the marks on his neck were nakedly exposed, bright red marks, and others could tell how intense this was at a glance.

If you can't cover it, don't cover it.

It happened that Tang Xin was there, so Song Cian asked him to buy a scarf. I really went too far when I did it last night and didn't think about what happened today.

Tang Xin smiled and controlled his gaze that wanted to peek into the room. "Okay." After saying that, he disappeared in a flash.

Wearing a scarf in autumn is not something that attracts people's attention. Qi Qingyu has to fly back in the afternoon. This is the best way. He can't go out with his neck exposed and traces of it. Nowadays, this paparazzi is better at tracking celebrities than the wolf that has seen the flesh.

Even if you wrap it into rice dumplings, you can still accurately photograph it.

The concert could no longer be postponed. In the morning, I asked Tang Xin to change the flight to the afternoon, and I had to leave after lunch. Qi Qingyu has been able to get to where he is today because his ambition is far stronger than others.

After eating, Song Ci'an also put on her coat, "I'll take you to the airport."

Lifting the suitcase outside the door, Tang Xin was waiting. Qi Qingyu took two steps toward Song Cian and closed the door, blocking Tang Xin's curious and fragile sight and the suitcase from the door. The two of them were almost touching each other, "Goodbye, there are paparazzi outside, just see me off here."

Reaching out to open the curtains, the location of this room is excellent, with an unobstructed view of the scene outside. By chance, I bumped into the male lead from "Feng Yue" as he walked out of the hotel. The flashlights lit up behind the trees around the hotel. If they were brave enough, the paparazzi would take photos openly.

With this posture, a fly flying out of the hotel would probably be clearly photographed by the paparazzi, and maybe even given a number.

Song Cian sighed and adjusted the scarf around Qi Qingyu's neck. The scarf has a soft texture and looks light and thin, so it doesn’t look out of place when worn in autumn. “Tang Xin has good taste and the scarf is very beautiful.”

Qi Qingyu laughed out loud, stepped forward and hugged Song Ci'an, giving him an even but gentle hug. He refused to let go for a long time, "Don't like others behind my back, otherwise, I won't let you go." The voice said. With sobs.

It sounds like a very cruel thing for a young couple who just fell in love to be separated soon.

"I only like you, not others." Song Ci'an hugged back, but the tall man was completely embedded in Song Ci'an's embrace.

Tang Xin, who has been gentle for a long time and has been outside the door for a long time, wants to knock on the door to remind him, brother, my dear brother, if you don't leave, you will have to change your registration again! !

"I'm leaving, remember to miss me." The two separated, Qi Qingyu's eyes were red, but his eyebrows were curved.

"Okay. Be careful on the road."

"Yeah, I got it. I'll call you as soon as I get here." Qi Qingyu opened the door, and Tang Xin stood outside the door with a suitcase in his hand with a nonchalant look on his face.

Standing by the window, he watched Qi Qingyu and Tang Xin get into the car amid flashes of light.

Xiao Song stood aside and reminded in a low voice, "Brother, Sister Yin also reminded us to go back early."

"Buy a ticket." Song Cian looked back.

"Today?" Xiao Song asked.

"Ah."

Xiao Song quickly bought two first-class tickets. Anyway, the company reimbursed the travel expenses, so he should enjoy it as much as possible. Workers should enjoy themselves in time and not treat themselves badly.