How to cough up blood

Xi Jin quickly put away all the sharp objects in the suite and hid them, then locked the kitchen door.

He said seriously to Ji Zhisheng: "You stay here, don't move around, don't eat, and don't open the door when you hear the knock, do you hear me?"

Seeing Ji Zhisheng nodding, he felt relieved. After leaving the suite, he went to the front desk to ask for a spare room card before driving away.

And not long after he left, Ji Zhisheng who was sitting by the bed blinked, frowned at the smell of alcohol on his cuffs, then got up and walked into the bathroom.

When Xi Jin came back, it had been about half an hour. Fortunately, when he left before, he left the dishes in the pot to heat up, otherwise it would have delayed some time.

He glanced at the bed for the first time, but he didn't see the person sitting on the bed.

"...?"

Xi Jin put the thermos box on the table, and called out hesitantly, "Ji Zhisheng? Where did he go?"

There was a sound of something falling to the ground in the bathroom, Xi Jin's heart tightened, and she hurried over to knock on the door, and said loudly through the steam-filled glass, "Professor Ji? You fell down"

The door was swung open by Ji Zhisheng, and a bottle of shower gel fell on the floor, flowing all over the floor, and the fragrant and slippery foam was washed away by the water flow.

Xi Jin didn't pay attention to the things on the ground at all, her whole body froze, and soon, the redness from her ears spread to her face.His gaze fell on Ji Zhisheng, and he couldn't take it away.

The person in front of him was only wearing his loose long black shirt. The shirt reached his thighs, but it was not buttoned up. His chest, lower abdomen, and further down were looming, extremely impactful.

An itchy hot air rushed straight into the nostrils, Xi Jin covered her nose and quickly took a step back, stammering: "You, why don't you put on your clothes!"

Ji Zhisheng seldom took a hot bath, but this time, his brain was even more dizzy, so he said, "No."

"you help me?"

Xi Jin: "..."

This scene is so familiar to his father.

He suddenly felt that it was really hot in this room, but it was not good for Ji Zhisheng to dress like this, so he stepped forward bravely, grabbed the second button of his shirt, and slowly buttoned it down.

The shirt was really too long, and Xi Jin could only squat down after buttoning the last few buttons.

The scenery in front of me is clearer.

"..."

He turned his head away slightly, his heart was beating wildly, and even his fingertips were trembling.

The person in front of him is the one he likes, and with this attitude presented in front of him, he can still button Ji Zhisheng calmly like this... Xi Jin thinks that he is the alternative Liu Xiahui of the new era.

Liu Xiahui Benhui's head was pinned down, Ji Zhisheng lowered his head, put his hand on Xi Jin's hair, and frowned: "...button is wrong."

He seemed to be worried that Xi Jin would not be able to see clearly, so he exerted strength in his hand, pressed his head forward, and said flatly, "It's wrong."

Seeing that the half-kneeling person in front of him remained silent, Ji Zhisheng's eyes flashed blankly, and he repeated: "You...uh!"

In a blink of an eye, he saw the man who was half kneeling in a submissive posture just now, like a wolf staring at its prey, suddenly jumped up and pushed him against the wall next to the bathroom, Ji Zhisheng let out a muffled groan.

"..."

Xi Jin's clenched fists had bulging veins, and she buried her head in Ji Zhisheng's neck. Her breathing was rapid, and she restrained herself to the extreme. He closed his eyes and said in a hoarse voice, "...Professor Ji."

"Do you know what you're doing?"

Ji Zhi paused, and turned his head to look at the arm propped by his ear. He obviously didn't know what he was doing, so he leaned over slightly, and licked it lightly with the tip of his tongue.

Then he frowned and murmured, "...I want to drink water."

Xi Jin's breathing was sudden.

My sanity almost collapsed.

He didn't know how much perseverance he used to hold it back, and smiled wryly in his heart, if only he and Ji Zhisheng got closer, or if Ji Zhisheng showed a little bit of liking for him.He is probably going to turn into a beast tonight.

But...he couldn't figure out what was going on in this guy's mind at all.

Especially the words she said to him at the elevator door before, Xi Jin sighed.

"Okay, I'll get you some water." Before she could finish her sentence, Xi Jin's pupils suddenly dilated, and her voice stopped abruptly.

Ji Zhisheng half closed his eyes and kissed his lips, sucking and sucking jerkyly, hiding almost unrecognizable domineering, he tried his best to find the source of moisture, the more he got, the more he wanted, the kiss was just deeper.There was a thin sound of water at the bathroom door.

After all, Ji Zhisheng drank alcohol and kissed urgently. The loss of oxygen in his chest made him unable to resist sliding down against the wall.

The string in Xi Jin's mind was completely broken, and he let him kiss, her callused palms were locked on Ji Zhisheng's waist, with both hands, she hugged him up, and strode towards the bed.

He almost fell on the bed against Ji Zhisheng's chest, the messy and scorching kiss fell, and after forbearance to the extreme, it was almost brutal plunder.

Just a kiss.

just a kiss...

Ji Zhisheng raised his head unbearably, his brown hair was still wet, sticking to his fair skin, his gasping sound came out from his throat, and it was very difficult to swallow.

After being separated for a long time, Xi Jin seemed to have hidden fire in his eyes, staring at Ji Zhisheng's red lips from his kiss.

"Ji Zhisheng..."

He forced Ji Zhisheng to look directly at him, and asked seriously: "See me clearly, who am I?"

At this moment, Ji Zhisheng's eyes were not focused, he just felt that the person in front of him gave him a very comfortable breath, but... who is it.

He couldn't remember.

He even seemed to have forgotten his own name.

All those messy memories were softened and fuzzy, blocking up the floodgate of his negative emotions. He endured depression and despair, but there was no place to express it.

He wanted to cry, wanted to go crazy, but he couldn't cry, and he couldn't go crazy.Everything is pressing on his most fragile nerve, like a rubber band that is constantly being stretched. When he has no time to relax, but he doesn't know when it will suddenly break.

So Ji Zhisheng didn't respond to Attend Jin, but just opened his eyes and looked at the top of his head blankly.Apart from the direct reaction of the body, there was no emotion on the face.

Just now, when his blood was hot, Xi Jin gradually came to his senses. He pursed his lips slightly, and planned to leave to calm down completely.

Suddenly, Ji Zhisheng's eyelashes trembled slightly, "Uncomfortable..."

Xi Jin was taken aback.

There was a flash of water in those brown eyes looking at him, calm and hopeless.

Xi Jin's heart was suddenly stabbed by Ji Zhisheng's eyes, he touched the end of Ji Zhisheng's eyebrows, his tone slowed down, appearing gentle: "Professor Ji, tell me what makes you feel uncomfortable."

"I..." Ji Zhi paused, "I'm very uncomfortable..."

"I don't know... where it hurts... it's just very... uncomfortable..."

His tone was rare and helpless, like a child who couldn't find his way, his eyes were lost, there were no tears, no crying, it was just that kind of depressive and calm narration, but it made people feel distressed for no reason.

Might as well cry out.

Xi Jin guided him patiently, "Don't worry, if you don't know where it hurts, don't think about it, okay, just be obedient, just sleep and you'll be fine."

Ji Zhisheng's breathing gradually stabilized, and he seemed to close the emotional gate that had been suppressed for an unknown amount of time.She looked at Xi Jin with blank eyes.

After a while, he frowned and reached down with his hands.

"...It's not comfortable here either."

Xi Jin: "..."

Of course he knew it was uncomfortable, so he could bear it even more.

There was a bit of helplessness between the eyebrows, facing Ji Zhisheng, he seemed to be always used to compromise, and was even willing to do something that he hadn't done before.

He sighed, his black pupils were serious, he held Ji Zhisheng's face with both hands and pinched it.

"Professor Ji, let me tell you first, whether you wake up and remember it or not, you will have to pay it back today. I am very stingy. When you pay it back, you have to pay it with interest. Do you hear me?"

Ji Zhisheng blinked his eyes, wondering if he understood, "...Oh."

"..."

Forget it, what's the deal with a drunken and flirtatious alcoholic.

Xi Jin let go of him, straightened her waist, her facial features were profound, and her five fingers stroked her slightly messy hair back, revealing her aggressive browbones.

Fortunately, he had previewed a lot of homework before, and he knew how to deal with such emergencies without any preparations to make Ji Zhisheng comfortable.

Xi Jin moved her knees back a little distance, pursed her lips and bowed her head.

……

……

Half an hour later, Ji Zhisheng fell asleep wearily.

Xi Jin's ears and neck were red, she swallowed expressionlessly, raised her head, wiped her lower lip with the back of her hand, leaned over to hug Ji Zhisheng, and simply rinsed in the bathroom for a while.

They are the ones who should do what they should not do today, and they have done almost all of them.

Just the last step.

Xi Jin wiped her dry, blow-dried her hair dry, and then put Ji Zhisheng back on the bed.He himself did not feel sleepy at all, so he went into the bathroom alone and stayed for two full hours before coming out.

It was past three o'clock in the morning, and Xi Jin was sitting on a chair. He looked at the motionless insulated box on the table, and couldn't help covering his face... Originally, he wanted Ji Zhisheng to have a meal, but why did he become like this? .

He glanced at the bed, Ji Zhisheng had already fallen asleep.

Xi Jin resigned herself to her fate, washed the clothes that Ji Zhisheng had changed, then dried them, and hung them to the side to ensure that they would be completely dry tomorrow.

After he was done, he was completely awake.

He walked to the bed and looked down at the blue flowers on Ji Zhisheng's collarbone. It was not pleasing to the eye no matter how you looked at it, with the disgusted expression of a father seeing a rebellious son ironing his head with tin foil.

Mobile phone for the elderly in the subway jpg.

Stinky problem, go to a bar and put on tattoo stickers, really treat yourself as a delinquent boy.

Xi Jin looked around and saw a bottle of red wine on the wine cabinet. He poured a little on the toilet paper and wiped it carefully on Ji Zhisheng's collarbone after it got wet. The tattoo on it quickly melted away, revealing a clean skin.

The air is filled with a faint aroma of red wine, and the smoked Xi Jin is a little bit on top.

Xi Jin thought to himself, no matter whether Ji Zhisheng remembers tomorrow or not, this guy must be responsible, must be responsible, the big one!

It's all come to this point, he has moved his mouth, is it justified not to fall in love? !ah? !

They should both get married before, and tomorrow he will tell Ji Zhisheng that they must talk about this relationship, otherwise he is a scumbag, the kind who refuses to recognize him after flirting with him!

Xi Jin's reddish ears revealed a guilty conscience, but she went directly to the bed confidently, lying next to Ji Zhisheng, and secretly hooked his fingers.

He only felt that Ji Zhisheng's fingers were different from others, they were well-proportioned and beautiful, and Xi Jin's heart was pounding, obviously he was not so nervous when he relieved Ji Zhisheng just now.

Xi Jin felt that she was hopeless.

He opened his eyes until around four o'clock in the morning before falling into a deep sleep.

Ten o'clock in the morning the next day.

The silent phone didn't wake any of them up.

Ji Zhisheng slowly opened his eyes, and the bewilderment in his eyes faded away.

He is not a person who breaks up after drinking, and the memories of last night gradually become clearer as the memories come back.

Ji Zhisheng: "..."

He didn't sleep well at night, his body stiffened and he pulled himself off Xi Jin's body. After a while, he lifted the quilt and sat on the side of the bed, feeling a headache and rubbing his forehead.

Why did he lose control when he met Xi Jin?

Ji Zhisheng tilted his head, and his gaze fell on Xi Jin's lips, that mouth that helped him last night... He looked away uncomfortably and lowered his eyes slightly.

How did things come to this point.

He obviously wanted to distance himself from Xi Jin, what should he say now.

It's not that he doesn't have feelings for Xi Jin, but Xi Jin doesn't fully understand him, nor does he know what experiences he has had.

For the first time in his life, Ji Zhisheng experienced an escape mentality.

And he did.

Ji Zhisheng quickly put on his clothes, took the room card, took the car keys, and left here silently.

Xi Jin slept very late last night, her biological clock was delayed, and it was past eleven o'clock when she woke up.He subconsciously touched the side

Nothing.

Ok?

Xi Jin opened her eyes abruptly, sat up straight, and stared blankly at the empty side.

"..."

He quickly took out his mobile phone from his clothes, intending to call Ji Zhisheng, when he swiped the phone open, in addition to the news from the police station, the message that Ji Zhisheng sent an hour ago also popped up on WeChat, only two

[Thank you, Vice Captain Xi, for your care last night. I still have something to do. I will go back to City C first, and I will be back soon. If there is any progress at the police station, you can contact me at any time. ]

There was another message, 10 minutes after the previous one.

[I have already paid for the room. ]

Xi Jin: "..."

Well, it looks like this guy remembers it all.

He stared at Ji Zhisheng's profile picture, and the words "Douda, scumbag" popped out of his mind.

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