fool around

"Mr. Si, you are lying to me. This is called kissing."

This sentence is almost blurted out, every syllable and every pause is full of thick banter and intimacy.As soon as the laughing ending fell, Qi Lu seemed to realize something, and the corners of his lips froze before they had time to draw an obvious arc upwards.

Behind him is the pouring cold rain, the tip of the nose is the warm breath of both sides intertwined, and the lips and teeth are full of the lingering, soft and moist smell of human beings.

He originally thought that Si Yu was a fake, the time they spent together was a swaying reflection in a calm lake, a light bubble in the fresh air, a dream that would dissipate when he woke up.But at this moment Si Yu was right in front of him, very close to him, nose to nose.A few seconds ago, they hugged and kissed, Qi Lu was more convinced than any other moment that Si Yu was real.

Gradually, the physical desire subsided.Immediately afterwards, a certain emotion that had been suppressed surged towards him like a wave.

In Qi Lu's mind, the "sentimental" component accounted for a very small proportion.He seldom had such violent emotional fluctuations as at this moment. The last time was when his parents died, and this time was the second time.

He felt like he had become a string puppet, every time Si Yu took a breath, every time his eyelashes moved, his heart beat up and down.This feeling was unprecedented, he clearly knew that he was losing control, and in a panic, Qi Lu let go of Si Yu's hands, took half a step back, and pulled away the panic that made him flustered.

But as soon as he let go, Si Yu lost his support, his legs went limp, and he almost fell to the ground.Qi Lu subconsciously stretched out his hand to grab him, but he didn't expect Si Yu to grab his palm, and climbed up his arm with both hands until they wrapped around his neck again.

"You," Qi Lu took a deep breath, "You..."

Si Yu stepped on his instep with a smile, and said jokingly: "Mr. Qi, I seem to have a fever, my head hurts, and my eyes are blurry. If you don't hold me tightly, I will fall down."

Qi Lu clenched his hands into fists, leaning lightly on Si Yu's waist, his phalanxes were clearly shaped - he exhausted the remaining self-control to suppress the strong urge to rub this human being into his arms.

"Mr. Qi," Si Yu looked into his eyes and said seriously, "If you don't hold me tight, I will really fall."

After saying this, he slowly let go of his hand, with frank enthusiasm and indomitable courage in his eyes.

Feeling his weakness, Qi Lu's heart tightened suddenly, and finally he put one hand around Si Yu's waist and the other around his shoulder, hugging his human being firmly.

Si Yu leaned on his shoulder, and there was a burst of heat in his eyes. He blinked vigorously, grabbed Qi Lu's collar, and trembled in his voice: "I knew you were not willing to let me wrestle, did you? ?”

"Yes."

Qi Lu's side face was pressed against Si Yu's soft hair, and the brows were completely soft.

He sighed softly, and finally completely surrendered in front of humans: "How can I give up."

Si Yu was stunned for a moment, then sucked his nose hard, and then spoke with a strong nasal voice: "I knew, if I kept knocking, the shell would be broken by me, I knew it! Mr. Qi, the shell is broken!" Yet?"

"Well, it's broken." Qi Lu replied, "Mr. Si, you broke me."

"I knew it..." Si Yu rubbed his face against his shoulder and murmured softly.

The night is as dark as ink, and everything is silent, except for the surging tide, beating tirelessly against the brown reefs on the shore.

Qi Lu tilted his head and kissed Si Yu's ear, and heard his own heartbeat clearly in his ears.

He remembered that when he was very young, he lived in the deep mountains in the north. The crab demon friend from the sea once told him that tides are closely related to the phases of the moon, and the moon's tidal force attracts tides all the time.

The friend later fell in love with a bard and insisted on leaving.Before leaving, he told Qi Lu that he had to leave because the waves in his heart were surging.

Qi Lu didn't believe it all the time, until the turbulent tide hit him, splashing a huge splash, completely engulfing him.

Today is a cloudy and rainy day. At this moment, the sky is covered by dark clouds, the rain is like a pillar, and the leaves are rustling.

But Qi Lu found his moon.

"Master! Master! Xiaofu is dripping wet!"

A clear and crisp voice suddenly came from behind, Qi Lu and Si Yu were both taken aback, and let go of their hands almost at the same time.

Holding a small flower umbrella and holding his little leather shoes in his hand, Xiao Fu ran towards Qi Lu with his bare feet.

"Is the master waiting for Xiaofu to come home!" Xiaofu yelled while running, "Wet and wet!"

Qi Lu and Si Yu glanced at each other at the same time, then quickly looked away.

Qi Lu coughed twice, and asked the little guy with a serious face: "Why don't you wear shoes?"

"I don't want my little leather shoes to get wet." Xiaofu ran to the eaves, shook the little flower umbrella, turned around and found that Si Yu was there, so he clapped his hands happily, "Brother is also waiting for Xiaofu!"

"That's right," Si Yu raised his hand and scratched the bridge of his nose, feeling somewhat guilty, "Xiao Fu is awesome, did you borrow an umbrella from brother Lu Wei?"

"That's not it!" Xiaofu turned around with the handle of the umbrella, "Sister Xiaotu borrowed it from me! Such a beautiful little flower umbrella!"

"Looks good," Si Yu squatted down and opened his arms, "You're all wet, brother will take you to take a bath."

Qi Lu stood by the eaves, keeping the falling raindrops behind him.

"Oh! Xiaofu is Xiangxiang Xiaofu after taking a bath!" The little guy cheered and jumped into Si Yu's arms.

"Go home and wash it yourself, don't be coquettish." Qi Lu scolded forcefully.

He looked at Si Yu's bloodless lips, this man himself was sick, how could he even bathe the little guy?

"Master, Xiaofu wants to play with brother!" Xiaofu looked up at Qi Lu.

"Brother is sick." Qi Lu explained concisely.

"Why is my brother still not well?" Xiao Fu put his arms around Si Yu's neck and asked, "Is it because the bad master doesn't kiss my brother?"

Si Yu: "..."

Xiaofu: "Bad master, why don't you treat your brother!"

Qi Lu was at a loss for words, a suspicious blush appeared on the tips of his ears, and he replied vaguely after a while: "It's cured."

Si Yu felt that his face was so hot that it could smoke, but he didn't know whether it was from burning or from embarrassment.His eyes wandered, but he didn't dare to fall on Qi Lu, and said vaguely to Xiaofu: "Brother will be fine soon, let's take a bath."

"you……"

Before Qi Lu could say anything, he saw Si Yu rushing into the house with Xiaofu in his arms, with quick movements and a strong figure.

Qi Lu: "..."

Who was so weak that he couldn't stand still?He hugged his neck and said he was going to wrestle.

It seems that Mr. Si's skills in playing hooligans are also very good.

It happened to be a coincidence that he was following Teacher Si's tricks.

Qi Lu raised his hand and pinched the center of his eyebrows, and let out a helpless chuckle between his lips and teeth.

It's true that Mr. Si is a hooligan, but it's also true that he's sick.

He was caught in the rain last night, and he was preoccupied all night, and he didn't sleep soundly. In addition, he was frightened just now, and he ran for so long in single clothes, and now his breathing is terribly hot.

Qi Lu took Xiaofu home after taking a shower, threw him on the small bed and let the little guy play with himself, then turned around and went to Room 44.

Si Yu drank a pack of cold medicine and wrapped himself tightly in the blanket. When he saw Qi Lu coming, he smiled and stretched out his hand to hold him.

But Mr. Qi really didn't understand the amorous feelings, put his hands back into the quilt with a stern face, and wrapped him tightly, like a living silkworm chrysalis.

Si Yu only had one head exposed outside, he blinked and said, "I can't move anymore."

"do not move."

Qi Lu sat on the edge of the bed, and he brought a book, as if he wanted to guard Si Yu.

"What book?"

Si Yu licked his lips, thinking that he and Qi Lu must have confirmed their relationship, so he forced himself to actively find topics.

"Close your eyes and sleep." Qi Lu frowned.

Si Yu curled his lips, twisted his buttocks wrapped in the quilt, and tried to lean towards Qi Lu.

Qi Lu flicked his fingers while flipping through the book, looking indifferent, and even sat a little outside.

Si Yu laughed secretly, it seemed that the innocent Mr. Qi Li Baba was shy.But he pretended to be displeased, frowned and complained: "How can there be a boyfriend like you..."

"Boyfriend?" Qi Lu asked.

"..." Si Yu couldn't hold back any longer, and burst out laughing, "This is what we say outside, um...meaning that if you kiss me and hug me, you will be responsible for me, that is, my man. friend."

Qi Lu shrank his fingertips, turned his head and let out an "oh".

"I kissed and hugged you too, and I'm also your boyfriend," Si Yu continued, "I'm also responsible for you."

"Don't be ashamed." Qi Lu closed the book.

Si Yu finally moved his body to Qi Lu's side. He twisted his shoulders, adjusted his position, rested his head on Qi Lu's lap, and called him with bent eyes: "Boyfriend."

Qi Lu lowered his eyes, facing his boss Yu Qing Lingling's eyes, his heart softened, and he felt a soft vine forcefully burrowing into his chest.

He sighed softly, threw the book aside, put his palm on Si Yu's face, and moved clumsily and cautiously.He watched Si Yu carefully, with a soft expression, as if he was watching some great treasure.

Si Yu felt that he was drowning in a deep pool. He rubbed his face against Qi Lu's palm and felt a rough touch. He said softly, "I'm still a little dizzy."

"Go to sleep."

Si Yu smiled and said, "Okay."

Si Yu closed his eyes and felt Qi Lu's thumb gently mossing his face, and then he heard Qi Lu's low voice: "You didn't... want to ask me."

"Yes, a lot." Si Yu closed his eyes and said softly, "But I'm so tired, I'll ask tomorrow."

"Ah."

"But there is one question," Si Yu said, "I really want to know."

"what?"

"Mr. Qi, you have drunk people..." Si Yu choked, and continued after a while, "Have you ever hurt other lives?"

Qi Lu stroked his eyelashes with his thumb, and his voice was as soft as his movements: "If there is?"

Si Yu was silent, his eyelashes trembling violently.After a while, he said: "Then I will take you to a place and lock you up, and guard you forever and ever, and you will not be allowed to do bad things again."

Qi Lu chuckled: "What if there isn't one?"

"Then I'll still lock you up," Si Yu also smiled, "I will guard you forever and ever, but I will allow you to go out occasionally to let the wind go."

Qi Lu tapped the tip of his nose: "I still suffer."

"Mr. Qi, you have read so many books, you must know what my name means." Si Yu suddenly changed the subject.

"Ok?"

Si Yu successfully escaped from prison with one hand, got out from under the bed, and wrapped around Qi Lu's thin wrist.

"In our human's ancient language, Si means to be in charge," Teacher Si patiently explained, and asked solemnly, "Mr. Qi, I want to officially take over you, are you willing to give me every day in the future? "

If he opened his eyes at this moment, he would see Qi Lu's quivering pupils and tight lips.But Si Yu's heart was beating too fast, he didn't dare to look at Qi Lu's expression at the moment, almost anxiously waiting for an answer.

Fortunately, Qi Lu didn't ask him to wait, and soon, Qi Lu took his hand and interlocked his fingers.He felt Qi Lu bend down, and his soft and warm lips pressed against his forehead.

"Okay," Qi Lu said, "I will leave it to you every day from now on. Teacher Si, you are in charge of me."