Doctor, I'm really sick

Qin Zhao covered his eyes in pain.

After the miserable dinner, the director team seemed to have a conscience, and took the initiative to help the two contact a local hotel in Venice to arrange accommodation.This is a characteristic family hotel in a renovated temple.Very close to the water bus stop.The evening wind carrying the moist water vapor of the canal blows the tall evergreen plants and huge white canvas parasols in the courtyard, and the star night lights on the cloister are shining in the night.The rooms have huge bay windows overlooking the canal, beautiful medieval tapestries and hand-painted maps of Venice, and pillows with fluffy down.

However, the moment Chu Sinian opened the door, he froze in place.

In the room, there is only a large antique walnut bed.

"I'm very sorry, Mr. Chu, our hotel rooms are all antique big bed rooms like this. If you need to rest alone, you can book another room. The price is still 110 euros per night."

Chu Sinian rubbed his brows silently.

Qin Zhao hummed a ditty, and casually took a sip of the pumpkin cream stew provided by the hotel for free for supper: "Don't be so delicate. We're both big men, what's wrong with sleeping together? Come and have some soup, you haven't eaten much at night, have you? This soup is really good! How about some croissants?"

Chu Sinian looked at the golden and buttery shortbread that Qin Zhao handed over, and shook his head.He doesn't have as much physical strength as Qin Zhao, and the jet lag is not reversed. He just wants to take a shower and sleep quickly.No appetite at all.

"Don't worry, my sleep is fine." Qin Zhao finished his supper, went to wash up contentedly, and poked his head out with a toothbrush in his mouth: "I used to be a trainee in South Korea, and my teammates rushed to sleep with me—— "

Qin Zhao suddenly lowered his voice for the word "one room"—Chu Sinian was already lying on the bed, closing his eyes and falling asleep.

Qin Zhao tiptoed over, gently tucked Chu Sinian's arms into the quilt, turned up the temperature of the air conditioner, and dimmed the lights in the bedroom.

Tsk, what a delicate intellectual.Qin Zhao thought.

However, the sleep quality of intellectuals is often the worst.At three o'clock in the middle of the night, Chu Sinian opened his eyes helplessly, unable to fall back asleep.

There are many causes of insomnia.For example, he is a bit obsessed with the bed, for example, he is really not used to sleeping in the same bed and under the same quilt with others for the first time since he can remember.

Another example is that although the person next to him claims to sleep well and does not snore, his whole body is clinging to him like an octopus, making him hot and stuffy.

Chu Sinian was sweating profusely and broke free from Qin Zhao's long arms and legs.The more soundly Qin Zhao slept, the angrier he became, but he still resisted the thought of kicking him off in time, and turned on the night light beside the bed silently. Read the last few chapters of "Study".

"Well", Qin Zhao felt thirsty in the middle of sleep, opened his eyes and looked at Chu Sinian for a few seconds, and asked vaguely, "You...why don't you sleep?"

Chu Sinian leaned on the gorgeous down soft pillow, looked up through the gold-rimmed lenses and looked up coldly at this big octopus that was sleeping so sweetly and innocently, and flipped a page of the book loudly, Not a word.

Qin Zhao stood up:? ? ?

With his upper body bare and boxer briefs on, Qin Zhao got out of bed in a daze to pour water, but just as the glass touched his lips, he stopped suddenly.

"Did you... hear anything?"

Chu Sinian's book turned halfway, and then suddenly stopped.

A rhythmic creaking sound, accompanied by indistinct heavy breathing, was coming in through the old wooden wall.

As if afraid that they might not be able to hear clearly, the voice became louder and louder, mixed with Italian and a crying female voice.

Is this...

Crunch, crunch, crunch!

Chu Sinian quickly lowered his head, and continued to flip through the book with his usual expression.The fingers under the quilt curled up slightly.

"Tsk tsk tsk, this Italian is really open."Qin Zhao pointed to the next door with his thumb, and raised his eyebrows: "So this is the noise that keeps you awake? Tell me earlier, I have a way to deal with them."

Chu Sinian finally looked up.

"Method?"

Qin Zhao raised the corners of his lips, put his hands on Chu Sinian's side, his arms and back shoulder blades stretched out very beautiful muscle lines.

He smiled at Chu Sinian with ill intentions: "Repay him in his own way."