lend me a bite

The air gradually condensed, and a strong atmosphere accumulated in the small private room.

Mao Junyu was also confused, looked at Shan Qiye, then at Qin Yimu, obviously everyone was in the same private room, but these two people seemed to have inexplicably separated an invisible and intangible space that belonged to them alone, Only the two of them communicate with each other.

Everyone stayed in their respective positions honestly.

Shan Qiye barely picked up the Chinese textbook to read through and recite the whole book obediently, without even daring to look at Qin Yimu, the two big characters were as if engraved on his forehead with guilt.

Suddenly, Qin Yimu moved.

Hearing the approaching footsteps, Shan Qiye sternly closed his eyes.

- As long as I can't see I don't know anything!

Shan Qiye's nervous little heart was pounding, not because he was afraid, but because he was nervous, and he didn't know how to coax Qin Yimu.

Didn't he look too fierce just now?

It seems... It seems that there is no such thing.

Shan Qiye desperately recalled what he was doing when Qin Yimu came in just now, but he accidentally went through the whole process—no problem!

call.

Take a deep breath.

Shan Qiye reluctantly felt relieved.

Qin Yimu stepped forward, picked up the fruit knife from the fruit plate, and cut the ropes on the two people.

The restraints on their bodies were all gone, the two of them swayed twice and almost fell down, Qin Yimu didn't even give him a spare look, let alone give him a hand, he just said: "Get out."

can go?

Both of them trembled.

However, Shan Qiye stood up and said, "At the same table!" How could he let them go so simply?

There are still a lot of things that I haven't asked clearly. If I catch it this time, it will be difficult to do it next time if I have precautions.

It's better to ask about everything once and for all.

Before Shan Qiye finished speaking, the man sitting on the ground snorted and lowered his head even more.

Sure enough, I still couldn't go.

Qin Yimu raised his eyes slowly, there was no ripple in his calm eyes, as if a thick fog had imprisoned him firmly, and after a long time, he would inevitably have the illusion of suffocation.

Shan Qiye's reaction was even worse, and he said directly: "Let's go, let's go, right away, hurry up, hurry up!"

Holding one hand and pulling the other out, while urging, "Go, Go, Go!!!"

In contrast, the two people who were dragged looked at each other completely unaware of what had happened, and when they realized it, they had already been pushed out of the door by Shan Qiye.

When the door was closed, it got stuck, and Shan Qiye quickly made up for it, and immediately closed the door tightly with a 'bang'.

"Why did you come over at the same table?" Shan Qiye approached with a smile, pulled him and asked, "Did you come to see me for a drink?"

Mao Junyu watched Shan Qiye change his face from the side, and shouted in his heart: Good guy, this is the rhythm of wanting to turn this matter over.

I just don't know if Qin Yimu can just pretend not to see it.

"Go back and rest?"

"take care?"

"goodbye?"

……

Every time Qin Yimu opened his mouth, the smile on Shan Qiye's face became stiffer, and finally collapsed.

He lied first, Shan Qiye was at a loss, he subconsciously stretched out his hand to pull him to sit down, but he didn't expect that when he stretched out his hand, Qin Yimu moved his wrist, making him feel empty.

At that moment, a moment of blankness appeared on Shan Qiye's face, and then he hooked a small piece of his deskmate's clothes with his fingers in a particularly aggrieved manner, and said in a muffled voice, "My deskmate..."

Qin Yimu kept a cold face, and couldn't tell what mood he was in at the moment.

Shan Qiye didn't know why, obviously this person was his classmate, and if he died, he was a brother with a better relationship. What happened to the brother who came out to beat someone?Brother, what's wrong with going out for a drink?

What is he guilty of?

He doesn't need to feel guilty at all!

Correct!

No need!

Shan Qiye settled down and kept cheering himself up in his heart. You are right, you don't have to feel guilty, you don't have to...

Qin Yimu: "Go back."

Shan Qiye raised his head in an instant and seamlessly said "yes" neatly, which was a resounding sound.

The other brothers in the private room: "..."

Qi Ye specified that he was impaled by something unclean.

"Wait!" Seeing that these two people were about to leave, Mao Junyu couldn't sit still.

Solving this matter is just an appetizer, and after that, there are so many sleepless carnival plots, so let's go, isn't it a waste of preparation?

"It's all here, let's go after playing." Mao Junyu pointed to many unopened wine bottles on the table and said, "It's all what you like."

Shan Qiye suddenly opened his eyes wide, and the corners of his mouth twitched slightly, then he heard Qin Yimu's voice next to his ear: "Do you like it?"

Shan Qiye: "..."

Brothers.

Only knife.

Shan Qiye coughed lightly, and said with a teasing smile, "Why, I don't drink alcohol at all. This kind of food is bitter, astringent and spicy. I don't know what to drink."

The man sitting at the end of the sofa rubbed his red hair, sat up straight from the sofa in a daze, and said, "Seventh Master, don't make trouble. Last time when the brothers got into a fight, you just stepped on the box and drank it." , and even drank the little yellow hair into the hospital."

"That's right! Don't you pour all the red, white, and beer water?"

"Haha, maybe it's because I didn't plan to be popular today, so Master Qi is not happy."

"Qiye can leave if he wants to. You can do whatever you want after you drink this glass of wine."

"Damn it! It's blended with spirits, you're a real loser."

Shan Qiye: "..."

Another day of wanting to kill my brother.

very nice.

Shan Qiye had a smile on his face, but in his heart... well, it was indescribably bitter.

The good student at the same table, who goes to and from school at two o'clock and one line, must not be used to his behavior. The shadow in his heart has been left behind. If it is modified a little bit, this kind of thing may be a little more serious in Qin Yimu's eyes Well, there is no need to continue the relationship between the two of them as brothers, they just broke up.

Just when Shan Qiye's palms were sweating nervously, Qin Yimu suddenly put his arms around his waist.

Shan Qiye was startled suddenly.

"He's still sick and can't drink."

As he spoke, Qin Yimu picked up the glass of wine.

"Wait...don't—!"

Shan Qiye reached out to snatch it, but Qin Yimu moved faster than him. The glass of wine was actually not much, but it was blended with strong wine. It was different from ordinary drinks. After drinking this glass, you can walk without getting drunk I was so dizzy that I couldn't find North.

Not to mention a good student like Qin Yimu.

If I really drink it, if it is serious, I have to go to the hospital for gastric lavage.

"At the same table——" Shan Qiye was pressed around anxiously by him, and he didn't notice that Qin Yimu restrained his movements with only one hand, watching the man raise his head and drink a full glass of wine , when the hand is put down, it is already empty.

Shan Qiye was so nervous that he didn't know where to put his hands. He snatched the wine glass from Qin Yimu's hand and smelled it. The pungent smell of alcohol couldn't even cover up the essence. The people beside him were also dumbfounded. He didn't expect that Qin Yimu would drink this glass of wine.

Glancing at the group of idiots, he threw the wine glass over, traced the outline of Qin Yimu's waist with trembling hands, and asked nervously, "You, do you feel uncomfortable?"

Qin Yimu narrowed his eyes slightly, a mist rose from his light eyes.

Shan Qiye pursed his lips, looking quite normal, but, but... Shan Qiye turned his eyes cautiously, only to see Qin Yimu's wrist probing over.

Qin Yimu rubbed his hair, and suddenly exerted force on his wrist without warning, pressing him into his arms.

When Shan Qiye was still 'whimpering' and struggling to figure it out, Qin Yimu said flatly, "Farewell."

Immediately, she carried him directly out the door.

'patta'

Mao Junyu looked at his empty hands, then slowly lowered his head, and looked at the fork that was stained with cream on the cake—it was stuck on his shoe.

"Ow!"

---

When he got home, Shan Qiye was a little dizzy and dazed.

This home is not his own home.

It's... Qin Yimu's home.

It was a completely foreign place to him.

It's just a simple one bedroom and one living room. The place is not big, but it is enough for one person.

And... very clean.

It's very clean!

Even if the floor is scratched, people can be seen, and spotless is not enough to describe its cleanliness.

When Shan Qiye lived by himself, sometimes he would be too lazy to clean up and put it on the table when eating, and take it with him next time to throw it away, but Qin Yimu's here, even the trash can is clean.

At this moment, Shan Qiye was sitting on the sofa by himself, propping his chin with one hand, looking in the direction of the kitchen with some hopelessness.

Qin Yimu was busy cooking.

——That's it when I come back.

Put him on the sofa, and cook without saying a word.

Feeling that Qin Yimu's situation was not right, he didn't dare to hide even if something happened.

I wanted to take him to the hospital, but it turned out!

The drunk Qin Yimu was like a rock, he couldn't be dragged - this rock even dragged him away!

When he was really brought back with his arm and waist as a little chicken, Shan Qiye really wanted to tear his face off.

Fortunately, no one here knows him.

Otherwise, I would really be ashamed to see people!

Just when he was so bored that he wanted to sneak away, Qin Yimu turned off the fire and came over.

The simple fried rice with eggs was delicious, Shan Qiye reached out to pick it up, but Qin Yimu bypassed his hand, put a spoonful of it to his mouth, "Eat."

Shan Qiye raised his eyebrows, "Hey?" Didn't the tablemate want to feed him?

Shan Qiye still wanted to tease him, so he didn't open his mouth in a hurry, but turned his face away and said with a smile: "I've grown up, I can eat by myself."

I still want him to feed me in my heart, but I still have to make a fuss.

After hearing his words, Qin Yimu put down the fried rice with eggs.

Shan Qiye was taken aback for a moment, and quickly said, "Actually, I... eh?! Damn it!"

Before he finished speaking, Qin Yimu stepped forward in an instant, held down his wrist with one hand and dragged him to lie flat on the sofa, his hands were firmly imprisoned above his head.

After a period of turmoil, Shan Qiye's breathing tightened a bit as he looked at the person hanging above him.

What... what is this for?

Do you want to resist?

No no no no no don't want to.

Or that's it, then...

Shan Qiye's mind was blushing so much that he couldn't believe it, and in the end——

Qin Yimu took the spoon with one hand, pressed his hands, and fed him fried rice with eggs in a serious manner.

Shan Qiye: "..."

I hate.

作者有话要说：感谢在2020-06-1823:28:02~2020-06-1916:42:06期间为我投出霸王票或灌溉营养液的小天使哦~

Thanks to the little angel who threw the landmine: Hai Shengxiao, 1 heart like water;

Thanks to the little angel of the irrigation nutrient solution: 15 bottles of crazy strawberries; 1 bottle of orange juice;

Thank you very much for your support, I will continue to work hard!