cute and cool

When they returned to Cheng Wang's house, the room was pitch black, Cheng Jing hadn't come back yet, and there was no one in the house.

Qiao Beixin stood at the door, watched Cheng Wang change his shoes, turn around, rolled his tongue in his mouth, and asked in a low voice, "Can I go in and sit down?"

Cheng Wang still hugged the roll of veil tightly, protecting it very preciously in his arms.He nodded slowly, and his corner of the eye glanced at Qiao Beixin in a panic.

But, as it turns out, don't believe what the man said, "Go in and sit down."

Cheng Wang thought so when Qiao Beixin kissed him with his chin broken.

The bedroom door was slammed shut, Cheng Wang was half-dragged and half-carried and thrown onto the bed, and then Qiao Beixin's weight came over his body.

Qiao Bei's heart was too heavy, and his bones were so hard that he couldn't breathe.

He struggled to break free from the chaotic kiss, panting heavily.

"Little Qiao...too heavy, Xiao Qiao!"

Qiao Beixin straightened up, knelt on the bed with her left leg, stretched her hands behind her back, raised her arms, and took off her sweater.

He was also panting so badly that it felt like a fire was burning in his chest.

Cheng Wang was lying in front of him, his lips were red, and his eyes were foggy.

(...)

"Tomorrow is Saturday." Qiao Beixin said.

Cheng Wang fell on the bed, drowsy: "Mmm..."

His hair was just in love.A little bit wet during the work, Qiao Beixin brushed his bangs away with his fingers, and went to play with his earlobes again.

"Then is it okay if I don't go back today?" Qiao Beixin persuasively said, "How about we sleep together today?"

Cheng Wang was annoyed by his harassment, so he responded indiscriminately, which was regarded as his agreement.

Qiao Beixin went to take a bath in a good mood, and was dumbfounded after opening the door.

Cheng Jing just came back from get off work and met him face to face.

Qiao Beixin immediately lowered her head to look at herself, it was okay, at least she remembered to wear a pair of trousers...

After messing around all night, I completely forgot that there was another owner in this house.

Cheng Jing also looked obviously overly frightened. He opened his mouth and swept Qiao Beixin several times from the beginning to the end, so angry that he couldn't speak.

Neither of them knew what to say.

Finally, Qiao Beixin quietly retreated to the bedroom and closed the door.

He stood inside the door, touched his nose, walked to Cheng Wang's bedside, and admitted his mistake with a good attitude: "I just ran into Cheng Jing when I went out."

……

Cheng Wang was so frightened of dozing off that he sat up on the bed.

He ran to the door in a panic, trying to open the door, but he didn't have the courage.

Cheng Wang's face was flushed, and he put his ears on the door panel, trying to judge from the sound outside the door whether the elder brother was still outside or whether he had returned to the room.

Qiao Beixin was also a little nervous. He followed Cheng Wang's example and put his ears on the door panel.

It was quiet outside the door, and no sound could be heard.

The two guilty people inside the door looked at each other and wanted to tiptoe back to the bed.

At this time, there were violent footsteps outside the door, followed by the sound of another bedroom door being slammed shut.

Cheng Wang: "..."

He cried with a sad face: "It's over, I don't have the face to face anyone."

Cheng Wang hesitated in the bedroom for a long time, then lay on the door and listened for a long time. After making sure that Cheng Jing had fallen asleep, he went out to take a bath with tears in his eyes.

Although he was not the one who had just experienced the death scene, Cheng Wang could empathize with it very much. Before coming out of the bathroom, he hid behind the door and listened for a long time, making sure that no one outside would dare to come out.

I have to trot back to the room.

After returning to the room, Cheng Wang keenly noticed that Qiao Beixin was staring at him incorrectly.

Cheng Wang doesn't like to wear pajama pants, and he doesn't like shorts either.Although it is winter, the heater is warm enough, and the distance from the bathroom to the room is such that it is not too cold without pants.

Therefore, he took it for granted that Qiao Beixin was imagining some unhealthy things again—well, after all, he did do some unhealthy things just now.

Cheng Wang tugged down on the hem of his clothes.

When his fingers touched the fabric of the clothes, Cheng Wang suddenly understood the meaning of Qiao Beixin's gaze.

... The pajamas he was wearing belonged to Qiao Beixin.

It was bought by Qiao Beixin during the summer vacation that year.At first there was only one orange one, and later I bought a black one.

Qiao Beixin sat on the bed and reached out to him.

"So it's here with you..." Qiao Beixin took Cheng Wang's hand, made him stand in front of her, and said half-jokingly and half-seriously, "I thought it was lost somewhere, and I was crying so badly. "

This pajamas was indeed lost at Cheng Wang's place.During those days, Cheng Wang was also very chaotic, and after sorting out his thoughts, he found out this pajamas.

In the past few years of separation, I seldom take it out to wear, and usually put it in a place where I can't see it, and forget it as time goes by.

It's winter now, Cheng Wang didn't know why he took a short-sleeved pajamas casually, let alone being caught by the real owner of the pajamas.

Qiao Beixin came to hug him again, and he left obediently.Legs sit on top of him.

After the ambiguous and charming atmosphere dissipated, they leaned together, listening to each other's breathing.

"The lost clothes are found, so what about the lost people?"

Qiao Beixin asked him, his voice trembling a little, as if he was trying to hide his nervousness, the arms around Cheng Wang's waist tightened even more.

Cheng Wang leaned on his shoulder, wondering what he was thinking. Instead of answering Qiao Beixin's question, he asked, "I don't have time to exercise after work, and I feel a lot fatter."

Qiao Beixin: "...Huh?"

Cheng Wang's lips pressed against his neck, and he could rub it with a movement, and his breath was hot, making Cheng Wang dizzy from the steam.

He asked again: "Am I heavy?"

Qiao Beixin closed his eyes, pulled him out of his arms, and held his face in his hands.

Their noses touch.

"It's not heavy... No matter how fat you are, you can still hug it."