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On the other side, Zhang Qiling in his sleep felt a little uncomfortable because of Wu Xie's touch, he frowned slightly, and then opened his eyes without warning...

Wu Xie was taken aback by Zhang Qiling's movement, so he didn't have time to take back the "salty pig's hand" that he put on Zhang Qiling's face, and he didn't even think of closing his eyes and pretending to be asleep to get away with it.

Fortunately among the misfortunes, Zhang Qiling woke up in this situation, his sanity was not clear at all - he didn't realize that Wu Xie was looking at him tensely.

Wu Xie lay there stiffly, waiting for Zhang Qiling to close his eyes obediently, but unexpectedly, the half-opened, dazed guy moved in the direction where Wu Xie was, and then stretched his long arms. , pulled off the blanket on his body, and covered Wu Xie completely.Then, unconsciously, he hid Wu Xie's arm next to his face in the blanket. Finally, he put his arm around Wu Xie's waist, hugged Wu Xie with a terrified face loosely, and closed his eyes again. eyes.

It wasn't until Zhang Qiling heard the sound of sleeping breathing again that Wu Xie blinked his painfully opened eyes a few times.

What is this?Feelings, does this kid think of himself as a big puppet pillow?Don't bring such a thing for the sake of being old and disrespectful!

Really, it was only a few minutes ago that I realized that I was attracted to him, and in the blink of an eye, the two of them became in such a posture. Wu Xie resisted the urge to sigh, and said in his heart that God didn't know that he wanted to fulfill him Still want to tease him.

However, since Zhang Qiling would wrap him in his arms in this situation, it at least shows that Zhang Qiling doesn't hate himself,

That being the case, then his shallow feelings are not considered a wrong payment.

Well, let it be.

Wu Xie thought so, and finally fell asleep in that slightly cold embrace.

By the time Zhang Qiling opened his eyes again, it was already the morning of the second day.He raised his hand to cover his eyes, hoping to block out some of the early morning light.

Will it be nice weather again today?

Zhang Qiling thought so.

Then he realized that he seemed to be in an unfamiliar environment - strange room furnishings, and the humming air conditioner that kept the room warm...

Although it is a strange room, the smell is very familiar.

It's Wu Xie's smell, this is Wu Xie's home.

Wu Xie?

Zhang Qiling finally thought of that person who was quite special to him, and he came to his senses completely.

Then he lowered his head and saw Wu Xie who was tucked into his arms.

What happened last night?

Zhang Qiling closed his eyes again and thought about it, but he didn't know why Wu Xie was in his arms, but it was expected that such a thing would happen when two people slept on the same bed, so Zhang Qiling checked it calmly The posture of the two, and then freed Wu Xie from his embrace without disturbing Wu Xie's sleep.

Zhang Qiling stood in the bathroom of Wu Xie's house and brushed his teeth. He looked at his expressionless self in the mirror, and lowered his head again.

This is Wu Xie's home, a place full of Wu Xie's life, a place where he can feel peaceful.

As it should be, at least, until this morning, it was.

But now, he felt a little disturbed... Probably because he found himself holding Wu Xie and sleeping all night.

Although Zhang Qiling doesn't choose a bed when he sleeps, he resents sleeping on the same bed with someone else.

He remembered that when he was still an undergraduate student, his class held a group trip for three days and two nights. There were not enough rooms in the hotel at that time, so two or three people shared a bed to sleep together. In order to avoid this, Zhang Qiling decided to Just make do with it for two nights on a bench outside the hotel.

So, the night before, when Zhang Qiling dragged the barefoot, pitiful Wu Xie to bed, he was almost ready to open his eyes until dawn.

Unexpectedly, he fell asleep until dawn, sleeping more peacefully than when he was at his own home.

So, to me, how important is Wu Xie?

Zhang Qiling came out after washing his face, sat on the sofa in the living room, and slowly fell into deep thought.

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