Psychic Reborn

The hotel is not far from University A, and it takes about 15 minutes to walk back slowly.

Qu Yiran really didn't want to go back by car, his stomach was so distended that it seemed to be stuffed into a big leather ball, his stomach was stretched to the limit, and he always felt like he could vomit just by bending over...

The big brother of the Qu family basically didn't move his chopsticks, and a pot of more than three catties of fish and various side dishes went into Qu Yiran's stomach.

I really don't know how Li Mi ate so much food in one go.

The feeling of being full is really uncomfortable. In the past, Qu Yiran was always used to eating to [-]% full, leaving a little room for the fragile stomach to breathe.

It's not the first time he has seen Li Mi's overeating, but now this body is his, and he is the one who suffers in the stomach.

Qu Yiran really wanted to give Li Mi a hard lesson, but when he saw Li Mi who was twisted out of the jade, bound like a silkworm chrysalis, staring with wet eyes, he lost all temper immediately.

It looks like it has been repaired by Dongfang =. =

Forget it, he was also unintentional. After being hungry for so long, this kid finally ate a hot meal. The speed and duration were similar to those of African refugees. It was understandable because he had been hungry for too long.

"Hey..." So, Qu Yiran bid farewell to his brother, and walked on the street alone, digesting the excess food in his stomach, rubbing his stomach bitterly and walking towards the school.

The young man's back was always reflected in the rearview mirror, until he reached the corner of the street and disappeared completely, then Qu Lingfeng looked away and started the car.

It is a very happy thing to eat and drink enough, but it is extremely painful for Qu Yiran at this time.

Originally it was just stretched and bloated tolerable, but now it started to hurt bluntly and bluntly, and the stomach began to growl with dissatisfaction.

It seems that Qu Yiran's stomach is not well maintained on weekdays, and he can't stand a little fuss.

Qu Yiran, who had just stepped into the dormitory area, was hesitating whether he should run out of the school gate to buy a box of medicine and come back, or go back to the dormitory and boil some hot water for a drink...

It's better to boil some hot water and drink it. Stomach medicine can't be taken indiscriminately.

Besides, he came to University A for the first time today, and he hadn't actually walked around the school gate, and he didn't know if there was a pharmacy nearby, so it was safer to go back to the dormitory.

With heavy steps, Qu Yiran finally returned to the bedroom.

Unexpectedly, when he came back from the meal, his roommate's luggage had already been settled, and the other bed was neat and tidy, the quilt was folded into a square shape, and the white sheets did not have a single wrinkle, which was inexplicably meticulous. a feeling of.

After putting away the packed fish, plugging in the kettle, and untying the laces of the sneakers, Qu Yiran finally breathed a sigh of relief after doing all this slowly, leaning against the bedside, covering his stomach and continuing to rub .

Now that my roommate is out, if he comes back, he must ask if he eats fish... and ask him... which department...

Qu Yiran's eyelids gradually sank, and he leaned on the pillow and fell asleep in a daze.

Half an hour later, the bedroom door was suddenly opened with a "shua".

The low light in the room made the visitor frowned subconsciously. After a quick sweep of the room, his gaze finally landed on the young man who was dazed with his eyes closed but still protecting his stomach.

The white thin shirt couldn't hide the young man's thin figure and lines, so he leaned casually on the bed, looking thinner and paler.

Not feeling well and not talking?Just ran back so stupidly?

This idiot brother.

Qu Lingfeng stepped forward quickly, wrapping the boy's cold little fist covering his stomach with his dry and warm palm.

What effect can this have?

Hands are colder than stomachs!

The big brother of the Qu family rubbed the boy's stomach with hatred. It was the first time he did this kind of thing for a human being. His movements were unfamiliar and stiff, but he always controlled the strength of his hands not to be too strong. The big palm full of temperature kneaded clockwise, just right The strength, just the right warmth.

The young man seemed to be "served" comfortably, and he let out a contented hum from his nose, softly and provocatively.

Holding his hand with one hand, moistening the cold palm; covering his stomach with the other hand, softening the organ that is the most prone to violent torment. Qu Lingfeng recalled that his younger brother often went to the bar to steal a drink and drink his stomach It was a bad process, and only then did I discover that the memories of the past... turned out to have become blurred.

The stomach felt a lot better, but the person woke up.

Qu Yiran obviously couldn't turn his head around and opened his eyes, his pupils were shrouded in mist, and what caught his eyes was his elder brother's handsome face, so he didn't think much and subconsciously said, "Brother...you are back .” He said with a sweet smile without hesitation.

Qu Lingfeng was taken aback for a moment, is this, sleepy?

Did not get a response from his own brother, Qu Yiran half-closed his eyes and asked a little strangely, "Brother...do you want to drink water? Can you give me a drink if you don't? I'm a little dizzy, um, you're spinning. "

The young man propped himself up and sat up. He didn't hold on for three seconds and then fell limply back on the bed. Because he was pressing on Qu Lingfeng's arm, he suddenly fell together. Qu Lingfeng was also defenseless. He was just like that. The younger brother brought him onto the bed, and accurately pressed it on Qu Yiran's body.

The young man quickly closed his eyes because his eyes were spinning so much, but his body was heavy immediately, and he sniffed aggrievedly, "Brother, I also turned."

Qu Lingfeng's arm was tightly pressed by the young man, but he couldn't pull it out for a while. Didn't expect his younger brother's "wake-up breath" to be so "unique"?

"Could it be a fever, burning?" Qu Lingfeng used the other

A hand stroked the boy's forehead.

The boy smiled, closed his eyes and rubbed his cheeks along his big hands, "I don't have a fever, I want to drink water."

Qu Lingfeng, "..."

At this moment, we should record the heartbeat frequency of Brother Qu Jia in units of tens of times per second.

dong dong dong.

After the two of them tossed and tossed on the small single bed for another four or five minutes, Qu Yiran finally woke up completely, and the eldest brother of the Qu family finally rescued his arm that had been pinned down all along.

"Yawn, when did I fall asleep? Brother, what's wrong with you? Your face is so red, could it be a fever?" Qu Yiran looked worried.

"It's okay." Qu Lingfeng lowered his head unnaturally and straightened his collar, which was completely uncluttered. "I bought you Xiaoshi tablets, and your stomach will feel better after taking a few."

"Okay, thank you bro."

Qu Yiran opened the box of Xiaoshi Tablets and chewed off three tablets according to the instructions, but a pair of strong big hands stuffed the steaming water glass into his arms, "Don't get hot, drink it."

"Hmm." Qu Yiran sighed inwardly that her brother was so thoughtful, he even knew when he was thirsty, was it really so obvious for me?

His fingertips brushed his younger brother's palm, and the elder brother of the Qu family's heart beat faster again. He quickly turned around and wiped his face, and then he regained his stable and calm image of the elder brother.

However, something seemed to be different.

Perhaps, it is not obvious enough now.

Qu Yiran drank hot water and felt much more comfortable in his stomach. He didn't know that his elder brother tried his best to rub his stomach when he fell asleep, and he didn't know that because of his confused wake up, he made a series of troubles. joke.

If the eldest brother doesn't tell, can he know?

Of course not.

Brother can you tell me?

Certainly not.

So, is this really a secret that cannot be told?

Yes.

Li Mi was tied into a rice dumpling and was punished by the leader in Yuli. He didn't have a chance to poke his head, and the leader is not a gossip, so he wouldn't say anything to Qu Yiran whether he saw it or not.

On the way away from University A, Qu Lingfeng forced himself to concentrate and stop thinking about the boy who was rubbing his palms with flushed cheeks.

The doubts about my younger brother in my heart have not been offset, and the scars of the past have not been completely healed.

But how to explain the uncontrollable strong heartbeat?

Chaos.

It shouldn't be like this.

Qu Lingfeng returned to the branch office building that had just been listed in S City with a sullen face. The cold around him seemed to freeze the air, making those heads of departments who wanted to ask the president to sign and review the documents shrank their necks automatically. After retreating, no one dared to challenge the limit of the boss at this time.

Can be biased

, there are always fat people.

For example, Lin Feng, who just flew over from the airport with big sunglasses, finally managed to escape from the sinful American office.

If he didn't escape, he might really vomit blood, "Ling Feng, why don't you give my buddy a warm hug! Look at this dark-faced guy, he's been provoked by your brother again, right?"

Lin Feng and Qu Lingfeng grew up together when they were young, and went abroad to start a business together.

Back then, he was very clear about the bad things about the Qu family brothers. Who would have thought that such a cute little boy would grow up to be a heartless white-eyed wolf. The problem is that he is not qualified to get involved as an outsider.

However, Lin Feng had a poisonous mouth, and every time he mentioned the three words Qu Yiran, he would be cursed, and he didn't even use dirty words when he hurt people.

With Ling Feng protecting her, she can't be bullied, so it's okay to have a mouthful.

This time, it was an unexpected truth.

The eldest brother of the Qu family was indeed "stimulated" by his younger brother, but this stimulation was not that stimulation.

"Tell me about you. Is this self-inflicted? You have to set up a branch office in S City, and you have suffered a lot just after you came back! You used to have reason to say that he was young and ignorant, but now? Eighteen, I'm an adult, but I'm still young and ignorant? I can't justify it."

Qu Lingfeng remained silent and did not speak. Lin Feng thought he was getting angry and could no longer add fuel to the flames, so he softened his aggressive voice, and comforted him, "Okay, big brother, your brother is disobedient and you are obedient. Xiaoxing heard that you and I have returned to China, and invited us to dinner at home tonight."

Qu Lingfeng nodded absent-mindedly, but what he was thinking in his mind was not what Lin Feng guessed at all.

The flashy and arrogant image of the young man in the past has faded so much that he can no longer grasp it, and he can't see clearly. Instead, he is a pure white figure with soft black hair and a warm and comfortable smile.