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Song Ziqi was taken aback for a moment, he looked down at Liang Boya's hooked little finger with his, and blinked his eyes.

But after he woke up for a while, he tilted his head and fell on Liang Boya again.

Liang Boya caught Song Ziqi calmly, smiled lightly and said, "Are you hungry? Go back to your room and get something to eat."

With that said, he supported Song Ziqi, who was a little unsteady on his feet, and walked towards their room.

Song Ziqi not only put his whole body weight on Liang Boya, but also laughed and teased Liang Boya: "Aren't you hungry...won't the next sentence be followed by me to feed you?"

Liang Boya calmly supported Song Ziqi who was playing hooligans: "Okay, if you want to eat...you can eat it after you return to your room."

Song Ziqi raised his head, put his head close to Liang Boya's ear, and breathed into Liang Boya's ear: "You give me something to eat?"

Liang Boya's throat rolled, and then he pressed Song Ziqi's hand that was acting out of control: "Go back to the room first."

With Song Ziqi's large burden in the way, Liang Boya had to spend a lot of effort to carry Song Ziqi into the elevator. In the elevator, Song Ziqi was quiet for a while, and then lay on Liang Boya's body restlessly and began to rub.

The elevator went up to the first floor, the elevator door opened, and a man walked in while talking on the phone.

This is an elite man in a suit and leather shoes. When he saw Liang Boya and Song Ziqi hugging each other in the elevator, his face turned pale with fright. The farthest corner of Song Ziqi seemed to be afraid of being contaminated by something.

Liang Boya lowered his eyes, pretending not to see anything else, but Song Ziqi raised his head and glanced at the man in the suit.

Not to be outdone, the man in the suit immediately gave Song Ziqi a look. Song Ziqi gritted his teeth and smiled, then turned his head in front of the man in the suit, and kissed Liang Boya.

Just when the man in the suit was stunned, the elevator door opened. Song Ziqi saw that their floor had arrived, so he pulled Liang Boya off the elevator, leaving the man in the suit dumbfounded to watch the elevator door slowly close.

When he got off the elevator, Song Ziqi, who was still in high spirits just now, suddenly fell on Liang Boya with his head tilted. Pedant."

Liang Boya chuckled, helped Song Ziqi to the door of their room, took out the key card and opened the door.

Liang Boya helped Song Ziqi to the side of the bed. Song Ziqi was feeling weak all over. When he saw the bed, he immediately jumped on it, and then buried his face in the pillow and did not move.

"What do you want to eat?" Liang Boya picked up the internal phone in the hotel on the bedside table, ready to order food.

Song Ziqi turned over and assumed the posture of a drunken lady, lying on his side on the bed: "Didn't you say that you will give me food?"

Liang Boya said calmly, "Eat something else first, then this."

After dinner, Song Ziqi finally returned some blood. He lay on the bed rubbing his bulging belly, and turned to Liang Boya, "Is my belly big? Does it look like I'm pregnant?"

Liang Boya raised his eyebrows: "Who's pregnant?"

Song Ziqi smiled at him: "Of course it's yours. If it's someone else's, I'll get rid of it if I get pregnant. It's yours that I'm going to give birth to... How about it, are you moved?"

After Song Ziqi finished his drunken speech, he saw Liang Boya walking up to him, bending down to unbutton his shirt.

Looking at Liang Boya's face above, Song Ziqi smiled foolishly: "Why, you're playing a hooligan."

Liang Boya helped Song Ziqi unbutton his clothes and said calmly, "Undress for you, go take a bath first, you smell of alcohol."

Song Ziqi lay obediently and asked Liang Boya to take off his clothes, then his pants, and then he saw Liang Boya squatting down, kneeling on one knee, and helping him take off his shoes.

Song Ziqi stared blankly at the top of Liang Boya's head, his brain occupied by alcohol suddenly sobered up a bit, and he thought dizzily... How much does someone as proud as Liang Boya like him to be willing to kneel down and help him off? shoe?

After Liang Boya stripped Song Ziqi naked and stripped off his own clothes, Song Ziqi stared at Liang Boya's naked and strong figure and suddenly came to his senses. Before he could flirt with Liang Boya's figure, he was again Liang Boya hugged him horizontally and walked into the bathroom.

There was only a shower in the bathroom, and Song Ziqi couldn't even stand still, so he could only lean on Liang Boya and ask Liang Boya to help him take a bath.

Liang Boya could only support Song Ziqi with one hand, and soap him with the disposable soap provided by the hotel with the other.

This kind of disposable soap is small and cute, only a little bigger than an eraser. It is not slippery when held in the hand, and Song Ziqi wriggled restlessly like a loach. The soap in the bag lost its grip and fell to the floor with a thud.

Song Ziqi looked down at the disposable soap on the floor, and smiled dizzily: "The soap has fallen... My God~ My God~ Is this the soap you dropped? I'll help you pick up the soap..."

As he spoke, he broke free from Liang Boya's hand and bent down to pick up the soap.

He was so dizzy from drinking that he couldn't even stand upright, the bathroom floor full of water was very slippery, so he lost his center of gravity and threw himself forward...

When Song Ziqi came back to his senses, he found himself lying on the floor, holding Liang Boya's thigh with both hands.

As soon as he raised his head, he met Liang Boya's crotch.

Song Ziqi thought dizzily, this scene seemed a bit familiar, when he was at Liang Boya's house before, he seemed to throw himself in front of Liang Boya because of picking up soap...

The only difference from last time is that Liang Boya didn't wear pants this time.

No, there is another difference, last time he and Liang Boya were just strangers, but now they are boyfriends.

Song Ziqi just smiled foolishly at Liang Boya's crotch, the scene was hard to look at directly.

Liang Boya's eyelashes trembled wildly, and she quickly reached out to hold Song Ziqi's armpit, hugging him like a child.

Song Ziqi lay on Liang Boya's body, and after a while, he writhed again: "Male god~ male god~ I'll show you a pole dance~"

Liang Boya didn't know whether to laugh or cry: "Okay, okay, you can dance for me after washing."

Song Ziqi obediently said "oh", obediently asked Liang Boya to help him wash off the foam on his body, but after a while, he writhed again: "Male god~ male god~ I want to give birth to you~"

Liang Boya suffocated for breath, and after a while, he lowered his eyes and said in a low voice: "...after washing, let's go out."

Song Ziqi raised his head and blinked at Liang Boya: "But you have already reacted..."

"Good boy," Liang Boya pressed Song Ziqi's restless hand, his voice was slightly hoarse, "Let's talk when we go out."

Bathing a drunk is a technical job, especially a drunk who can't even stand still, but keeps trying to do pole dancing.

After finally taking a bath for Song Ziqi, even though he was as firm as Liang Boya, he couldn't help secretly heaving a sigh of relief.

After putting Song Ziqi wrapped in a towel back on the bed, Liang Boya turned back to the bathroom to take a bath for himself.

The walls of this bathroom are transparent, and there is only a door curtain that can be drawn, but Liang Boya did not pull it, and there is no door curtain to block it, so the scenery in the bathroom is naturally clear at a glance.

Song Ziqi was lying down at first, when he found Liang Boya taking a bath in the bathroom, and he could see clearly from outside, he quickly rolled around like a carp, lay on the bed and peeked at Liang Boya taking a bath openly.

Watching the drops of water dripping from Liang Boya's hair, across his neck, back, and down... Song Ziqi gradually felt his nasal cavity was hot, so he took a quick breath.

I don't know if Song Ziqi's eyes were too hot, Liang Boya was washing, and suddenly turned his head to meet Song Ziqi's peeping eyes.

Being caught peeping at the male god taking a bath, instead of blushing, Song Ziqi stretched out his tongue towards Liang Boya and licked the corner of his lips.

Liang Boya's eyes sank, and then he turned around and continued to take a bath as if nothing had happened, but the speed was obviously much faster than before.

When Liang Boya came out of the shower, Song Ziqi was lying on his side on the bed, posing as a drunk lady, with a towel loosely tied around his waist, half-covered, ready to refuse and welcome.

"Hero~ Come~"

Liang Boya lowered his eyes and didn't move, as if he wanted to see what else Song Ziqi could do.

Song Ziqi showed off his coquettishness for a long time, seeing Liang Boya motionless, he couldn't help but scratch a little bit, he tried hard to think about what skills he could show off... He really figured out this hard work.

Song Ziqi raised his head and smiled at Liang Boya: "God, let me show you a stunt... Actually, I can do the splits..." He stood up from the bed, spread his long legs, and The son sat down and split a fork smoothly.

At first, Liang Boya was taken aback when he saw Song Ziqi about to do the split, for fear that he would dodge or strangle him, but when he found out that Song Ziqi had actually successfully split the split, he couldn't help being taken aback.

Seeing that Liang Boya was stunned, Song Ziqi immediately smiled triumphantly: "Did you see, my body is very soft, and I can split forks since I was a child, which is called extraordinary talent!"

Seeing Song Ziqi's complacent look, Liang Boya couldn't help chuckling.

"But if you think a soft body is useless, then you are wrong," Song Ziqi couldn't stop showing off once he was proud, "My waist is very soft, and when I bend down, I can touch the ground with the palms and backs of my hands... …Although I haven’t tried it, I think I can give it to myself!”

Liang Boya: "..."

"Hey," Song Ziqi couldn't help feeling flustered, "Look at my body being so soft, I can pose in whatever position I want on the bed, such as old trees with twisted roots, Avalokitesvara sitting on a lotus, Chang'e flying to the moon, Italian chandeliers..."

Before Song Ziqi finished speaking, he felt the bed sink, and Liang Boya finally came up.

Looking at Liang Boya's eyes that were much deeper than usual, Song Ziqi couldn't help but swallowed guiltyly, and said weakly, "Why are you looking at me like that..."

Liang Boya smiled slightly at him: "Come on, I'll eat it for you."

The next day, Song Ziqi was woken up by his mobile phone.

Hearing the familiar ringtone of the mobile phone, Song Ziqi opened his eyes in a daze, got up and wanted to touch the mobile phone on the bedside table, but when he moved a little, he felt sore all over his body, even his bones and muscles were sore, and he could barely lift his arms Woke up.

Song Ziqi, whose brain was not fully awake, thought blankly, why did he go last night?Did he run a [-]-meter long-distance race, or was he run over by a steamroller?

Until the quilt next to Song Ziqi moved, a slender and clean arm stretched out, picked up the mobile phone on the bedside table, connected it, and put it next to Song Ziqi's ear.

Song Ziqi looked at Liang Boya with a lazy expression beside him, like a satiated cat, and the unbearable memories of last night suddenly emerged bit by bit...

Thinking of the waves that flew up when he was drunk, Song Ziqi almost wanted to find a hole in the ground to get in!

What is "Male God, I want to pick up soap for you", what "Male God, I want to dance pole dance for you", what "Male God, I want to give you a baby", what "Look at my body is so soft, what pose do you want to pose? whatever poses"...

Song Ziqi's face was bloodied.

And last night, Liang Boya really "put into any pose you want", used him to pose in various poses, and praised his body for being so soft!

It seems that in the end Liang Boya burst the balloon provided by the hotel and ejaculated before he could take it out... Song Ziqi vaguely remembered that after Liang Boya accidentally cummed inside, he seemed to bite his earlobe and say, "Since it's all like this Well, then eat it without leaking...then give me a baby."

Song Ziqi's face flushed instantly when he thought of what happened yesterday, and his earlobes were almost red.

So last night Liang Boya had to give Song Ziqi a second bath. Of course, at that time Song Ziqi had no energy to be a demon at all, and his whole body was limp like a ball of mud.

Song Ziqi blushed and thought, should he complain that Liang Boya was so violent that he punctured the balloon, or should he complain that the balloons provided by the hotel are so inferior!

"...Situ!"

"Student!"

Song Ziqi walked away for a long time, and then he came back to his senses under the indiscriminate bombardment of soy sauce watermelon: "...Huh?"

"I've been calling you for a long time!"

Song Ziqi felt guilty all of a sudden: "I drank too much yesterday, and I'm still not sober..."

"You and your male god worked hard yesterday, haha, but you didn't eat anything last night, I'm really sorry, my wife and I will treat you to dinner to make up for it later!"

Song Ziqi subconsciously asked: "A while? Dinner? Isn't it lunch in a while?"

The watermelon with soy sauce over there was speechless for a long time: "You really haven't woken up yet, look at the time, it's already five o'clock in the afternoon."

"Five o'clock in the afternoon?!" Song Ziqi was dumbfounded, his whole body was not well, he actually slept until five o'clock in the afternoon... How tired was he last night!

"Haha, it's okay, my wife and I just woke up not too long ago, they had a bridal chamber too late yesterday, we didn't go to bed until two or three in the morning," Soy Sauce Watermelon only thought that Song Ziqi fell asleep because he was tired from being the best man yesterday It was so late, and I didn't notice anything wrong, "Mango, Tumao, and Yuball are still in the hotel, let's have dinner together tonight."

Song Ziqi's whole body looked as if he had been run over by a steamroller, but when he mentioned the night, his stomach started growling, and he agreed with a stubborn neck, "Okay, that's it, see you later."

After hanging up the phone, Liang Boya looked at Song Ziqi's pained expression, raised his eyebrows and said, "If your body can't bear it, don't force it, we can eat in the room."

Song Ziqi looked stubborn: "I don't!"

Song Ziqi turned over and tried to get up from the bed, but his waist was sore and his legs were weak, and he couldn't move his body. Liang Boya smiled softly, and stretched out his hand to help Song Ziqi up.

Looking at the clothes and pants all over the floor, Song Ziqi looked at his and Liang Boya's own clothes on the hanger. Liang Boya understood, stepped out of the bed with long legs, and went to get their clothes.

Liang Boya was completely naked, and there were suspicious marks all over his smooth back, which made Song Ziqi's face hot.

After the two changed their clothes, Song Ziqi glared at Liang Boya.

"Help me to the bathroom."

Liang Boya smiled lowly, and helped Song Ziqi to the toilet.

Song Ziqi, whose feet were still a little weak, stood in front of the toilet and was about to take off his pants when he found Liang Boya still standing next to him, so he glared at him, "Get out, I won't be able to urinate."

Liang Boya raised his eyebrows: "Won't I help you stand still?"

Song Ziqi snorted unwillingly: "Don't think you are that powerful! Get out, get out!"

Liang Boya shrugged, turned around, but did not leave the bathroom, but stood in front of the sink and brushed his teeth.

Song Ziqi couldn't hold it anymore, so he finally took off his pants and poured water.

After flushing the water, he shook the bird, breathed a sigh of relief, then walked towards the sink, squeezed Liang Boya into a corner, turned on the faucet and began to wash his hands.

After washing his hands, Song Ziqi also started to brush his teeth. He occupied two-thirds of the sink in a domineering manner, leaving only one corner for Liang Boya.

After Liang Boya brushed his teeth and washed his face in that pitiful corner, he turned and walked towards the toilet.

Hearing the sound of the pants chain being pulled down, Song Ziqi, who was brushing his teeth, couldn't help turning his head to look at Liang Boya. The more he looked at him, the more his scalp became numb. What the hell happened to such a big thing last night? into his body?And he was not stabbed, the quality is really good!

After the two finished washing, they opened the door of the room and went out. In the corridor, they happened to meet Qi Liang and Chen Lang who were going out at the same time as them.

After Song Ziqi greeted Qi Liang, he saw a suspicious red mark on Qi Liang's collar with sharp eyes, and immediately smiled maliciously.

Qi Liang paused, and tugged at his collar uncomfortably.

After the four of them got on the elevator, Song Ziqi deliberately took the opportunity to hang himself on Qi Liang. He deliberately put his whole body weight on Qi Liang: "Xiao Liang, what did you and Chen Lang eat last night? I didn’t eat anything last night, it’s really a shame.”

Qi Liang's body was a little stiff, especially when he was pressed up by Song Ziqi, but he still said calmly, "I didn't eat anything, just the usual chicken, duck and fish."

Song Ziqi suddenly reached out his hand and pulled Qi Liang's collar, as if he had discovered a new world: "Oh, what's the matter? Did you get bitten by a mosquito? It's so red! Do you want to apply some mosquito repellent water?"

Chen Lang on the side suddenly felt a little uncomfortable: "Maybe, there are quite a lot of mosquitoes in this hotel..."

Song Ziqi looked at Qi Liang, and said meaningfully: "It seems that the mosquito that bites you is quite lecherous, but it actually bites on the chest, and it really can bite."

Qi Liang pulled up his collar calmly, then pointed to Song Ziqi's neck: "You seem to have been bitten by a mosquito too, you should apply some mosquito repellent when you go back."

Song Ziqi was taken aback, and immediately stretched out his hand to cover his neck.

Qi Liang smiled faintly: "It seems that the mosquito that bites you has a strong sense of territory, and it actually took such a big bite in such an obvious place."

Song Ziqi turned his head silently, and glared at Liang Boya.

Liang Boya smiled innocently, but fortunately the elevator arrived at this time, Qi Liang and Chen Lang walked out, and Song Ziqi could only follow Liang Boya out of the elevator.

"You actually left hickey marks in such an obvious place..." Song Ziqi covered his neck, "Damn it, what should we do when we eat later!" He couldn't keep covering it!

Liang Boya said lightly: "I couldn't hold back last night..."

"...Then what should I do later?" Song Ziqi finally tasted the evil consequences of being molested instead of being molested.

Seeing that Song Ziqi was about to explode, Liang Boya smiled slightly, turned around and walked towards the hotel reception.

Song Ziqi watched Liang Boya walk to the front desk, and said something to the receptionist at the front desk. The receptionist at the front desk was a very young girl. Seeing a handsome guy like Liang Boya, the smile on her face couldn't help but be sincere.

Not long after, Liang Boya turned around and came back with something in his hand.

Song Ziqi took a closer look and found that it was a Band-Aid.

Liang Boya tore off the wrapping paper of the band-aid, and lowered his head to stick it on Song Ziqi's neck.

After putting on the band-aid, Song Ziqi touched the band-aid on his neck and couldn't help wondering, "How do you know that the girl at the front desk has a band-aid?"

Liang Boya smiled: "The front desk of the hotel usually has an emergency medicine kit. I just told her that a friend of mine was injured, and she gave it to me."

Song Ziqi's expression softened slightly: "I didn't expect you to be quite witty."

Liang Boya smiled slightly.

Song Ziqi looked at Liang Boya's expression and frowned: "...Are you trying to say that this is common sense?"

Liang Boya didn't change his face: "How come, I just thought of it."

Song Ziqi looked suspicious, but the smile on Liang Boya's face was perfect, so he couldn't find any flaws, so he planned to let it go: "Let's go, I guess Xigua and the others have been waiting for us for a long time."

The two walked towards the restaurant, and soon saw Soy Sauce Watermelon, his wife, Qi Liang and Chen Lang, and a Mustard Mango.

Song Ziqi looked at the back of Mustard Mango alone from a distance, and silently lit a candle for him. There was a couple and two couples present, it was really difficult for Mustard Mango.

Wasabi Mango, who was teasing each other with soy sauce watermelon, suddenly sneezed loudly.

After sneezing, Mustard Mango rubbed his nose in doubt: "... Is someone thinking of me?"