Clingy Love Guide [Transmigration Book]

In the dark room, the mobile phone on the bedside flickered faintly, and the mobile phone rang along with the thunder outside.

Qiao Yi heard it, but he didn't dare to answer it, he didn't even have the courage to get out of bed.

Even though it was raining, the room was damp and cold, but Qiao Yi was covered in sweat.

The ringing of the mobile phone was cut off soon, and then only the thunder outside could be heard.

Qiao Yi closed her eyes and tried her best to ignore the terrifying thunder that sounded from time to time. The thunderstorm would usually stop soon, and he just needed to get through this period of time.

Qiao Yi remembered that when he was young, he was afraid of thunder, and his parents would take turns holding him in their arms.

Fortunately, there are very few thunderstorms in the place where he lives. If he was unlucky when he was in school, his parents would ask him to leave. At that time, the teacher didn't really understand his reaction. Children who are afraid of thunder There are many, and Qiao Yi is not the only one, but he is rather special.

Fortunately, the teacher didn't ask too much, otherwise even if he did, Qiao Yi would not be able to explain why.

After he went to college, he lived alone. Occasionally, he encountered it a few times, just like now, hiding under the covers and getting through.

But at that time, all he could think about was what happened to him during the thunderstorm when he was a child, which caused his trauma to be so severe now.

But now Zhou Shen's face appeared in his mind.

Zhou Shen sat at the head of his bed and pulled him out of the blanket who was covered in sweat and drenched in sweat.

No, that's not Zhou Shen.

That was the man in the dream.

Qiao Yi's mind was in a mess when she suddenly heard a knock on the door.

Auntie's anxious voice sounded outside the door: "Master Qiao, are you asleep?"

"Sleeping." Qiao Yi shivered, just as there was no thunder outside, his voice was completely heard in Auntie's ears.

Although the voice sounded different from usual, the aunt didn't think too much, and the room was not convenient to enter, so the aunt told me: "If you can't sleep and want to eat supper, I can cook for you. If there is anything else, I will be there downstairs."

After finishing speaking, Qiao Yi heard the sound of her aunt's footsteps going away.

After returning downstairs, the aunt called Zhou Shen back and told Zhou Shen exactly what happened just now: "Master Qiao hasn't fallen asleep yet, so there should be nothing wrong."

As the aunt said, she thought again: "By the way, it's raining here. Maybe it's because the thunder was so loud that I didn't hear the sir's call. Now the thunder has stopped, sir, would you like to try calling again?"

Zhou Shen on the other end responded and didn't continue to say anything. He looked out of the window at the night sky that didn't mean to rain at all and was even dotted with stars, and tapped a few times on the glass window with his fingertips.

Why should he care so much?

He cared so much even if Qiao Yi didn't reply to his message, so he called Qiao Yi instead.

When the phone was not connected, he called his aunt.

It was as if he was worried about what would happen to Qiao Yi at home.

Obviously there is still an aunt at home, and Qiao Yi is an adult, so it is impossible for anything to happen.

His fingertips landed on Qiao Yi's phone, hesitating for a moment, Zhou Shen returned to his desk, turned the phone upside down, and dug out the unfinished documents.

He has never been interrupted countless times at work and unable to concentrate like this before, which is not good.

I don't know how long it took, the thunder outside stopped completely, and the heavy rain gradually turned into light rain, the kind where you can't even hear the rain clearly indoors.

Qiao Yi couldn't remember when he fell asleep. His body was covered with sticky sweat, and his face was so hot and hot under the quilt. He didn't feel much, but he didn't feel very comfortable sleeping. , feeling in a daze that someone had dug him out of the bed.

A pair of hands supported the side of his neck, those hands were too cold, touching Qiao Yi's warm skin, even though it was only a few seconds of contact, Qiao Yi was so cold that she struggled to continue in her sleep Drill into the bed.

That's not enough.

He also pushed the hand to prevent him from touching himself.

Zhou Shen half-kneeled at the head of the bed, watching Qiao Yi get back into bed again, obviously she was not awake, her face was blushing, even the corners of her eyes were red, as if she had cried, her whole body Buried in the quilt, the breathing fluctuation is too small, and it is easy for people to ignore that there is another person sleeping on the bed.

Zhou Shen never felt that the bed was too big when he usually slept.

But now Qiao Yi sleeps on it, and she still wants to sleep in the middle. Originally there was only one pillow on the bed, but now there are three. The position at the head of the bed, the one he used was squeezed into a corner, and a pink pig was thrown at the end of the bed. There were a few books and a pure white pig on the clean bedside table. Lop rabbit doll.

It was obviously his room, but now that he came in, it didn't feel like his room.

There is also a faint fragrance in the room, which is the smell of shower gel.

The smell of shower gel on Qiao Yi's body has now completely occupied his room.

Zhou Shen pinched the center of his brows, looked down at Qiao Yi who only left the top of her hair outside, and laughed inexplicably.

The good work was left there unfinished, and I drove back in the middle of the night, and now seeing Qiao Yi sleeping soundly like this, I actually feel happy.

Occasionally, Zhou Shen bent down again, and lightly rubbed Qiao Yi's sleepy hair a few times.

A few seconds later, Zhou Shen looked at his palm sullenly.

too weird.

Zhou Shen stretched out his hand again, and put his palm on Qiao Yi's hair.

The next morning, my aunt got up to check whether the flowers in the garden had been damaged by the rain. As soon as she walked into the living room, she saw a cup of half-drunk coffee on the coffee table.

Mr. back?

When Qiao Yi went downstairs, the aunt asked Qiao Yi if she came back to sleep last night.

Qiao Yi covered her head and shook her head blankly.

He was alone in the room when he woke up, and he was the only one who went to bed last night.

But I don't know what happened. When he just woke up, he found a lot of hair falling out on the pillow. He obviously didn't have such serious hair loss before. Could it be that the hair dye really hurt the hair?

Qiao Yi showed the aunt the hair she had collected from the pillow, a little aggrieved: "Auntie, is there any food that can prevent hair loss and replenish hair?"

Seeing this, Auntie no longer bothered about whether Mr. What has come back, and hurriedly looked up the recipe for Qiao Yi.

Qiao reluctantly threw the fallen hair into the trash can, nestled on the sofa, and was about to check today's class schedule, only to find out that Zhou Shen actually called him last night.

Also sent a message.

It was almost the time when the thunder was the loudest last night.

So it was Zhou Shen who made the phone call that sounded like a ghost urging his life?

Zhou Shen: [Are you asleep yet]

Zhou Shen: [Asleep? 】

Zhou Shen: [Qiao Yi]

Zhou Shen: [answers the phone]

Although she didn't know why Zhou Shen suddenly took the initiative to send him a message last night, Qiao Yi pursed her lips and explained to him: [Brother Zhou Shen, there was thunder at home last night, so I didn't touch my phone]

He thought that Zhou Shen should be busy at this time, but the news came back in seconds.

Zhou Shen: [Are you afraid? 】

Qiao Yi licked his lower lip, because he was too scared, the conditioned reaction engraved in his bones, he bit the skin of his mouth last night, it was hard to see, but it still hurt slightly when he licked it .

Qiao Yi didn't think there was anything to hide about this, so she answered him honestly: [Afraid]

This time, Zhou Shen didn't reply in a second.

After a long time, I replied with a word: [OK]

Qiao Yi pursed her lips unhappily.

A dog man who doesn't say a word of comfort.

Qiao Yi's class this afternoon, I don't know if it's because people will react to going to school no matter how old they are. Qiao Yi was still a little apprehensive when she came to the classroom, especially when she saw the new professional book.

The people in the classroom were all strangers, and he didn't know any of them. In fact, the original body rarely came to class, and he didn't know these students very well, and most of them couldn't be called by their names.

Qiao Yi chose a corner position.

In the past, he was always a model of studying hard, no matter how big or small the class was, he always sat in the first row.

But no matter where he sat in the corner, someone noticed him.

"Go and ask, yesterday they said it was Qiao Yi, no matter how I look at it, I don't think he looks like Qiao Yi."

"He's really beautiful! And he's so obedient. I smiled at him when I walked past, and he smiled at me too! Would that bad-tempered Qiao Yi do such a thing?"

"But they took Qiao Yi's ID photo, and it turns out that the facial features are the same, but the temperament...the temperament is different."

"Okay, okay, then I'll ask, if he is really Qiao Yi, let's vote for his entry."

After the school reported it yesterday, someone on the school post bar took a secretly taken photo of Qiao Yi and asked who it was. Much like Joey.

Then someone found the photo of Qiao Yi's ID that was pasted on the class column when he participated in the military training. After such a comparison, it really looks alike.

Qiao Yi is flipping through the new book. Although he has read the original professional book before, but now, he is still at a loss.

It seems that the final exam can only rely on the teacher to mark the key points.

Just as he was thinking, a shadow fell in front of him.

As soon as Qiao Yi raised her head, she saw two girls sitting in front of her at some point, and they were looking back at him now.

Qiao Yi tilted her head.

One of the girls opened her mouth slightly, "That, classmate, are you, Qiao Yi?"

Qiao Yi froze for a moment, then nodded.

The girl grabbed the hand of the girl next to her and asked, "Did you participate in the school's drawing competition..."

Qiao Yi reacted for a while, then nodded again, before she had time to ask what was the matter, the two girls held hands and said a few times, and then turned around.

But Qiao Yi could still hear their voices: "He's so cute!"

"He tilted his head at me!!"

Qiao Yi pursed her lips, her uneasy mood suddenly improved a little.

He is not the kind of person who would avoid people who praise him. He likes this feeling very much. It is also a way of socializing. In the past, Qiao Yi would say thank you to them in a friendly way, but they obviously said it secretly , and didn't intend to tell him face to face, so Qiao Yi pretended not to hear.

But after being reminded by them, Qiao Yi remembered to check the voting status of this painting competition.

Same as last time, the school grass ranked first, with almost the highest number of votes, and all the comments were praising him for being handsome and dragging his family to vote for him.

The other party's entry is a picture of a sunset, which is indeed very artistic, and it can be seen that it has a solid foundation.

Qiao Yi thought this picture looked familiar, but didn't think much about it.

Qiao Yi didn't know the person who was behind the school grass, and Qiao Yi herself, he couldn't find herself after turning the first page, and finally found herself on the third-to-last page.

Only a few dozen votes.

But I didn't expect that in the evening, Chen, who was in charge of reviewing, sent another message to Qiao Yi: [Hello, Qiao, we have received a report about your abnormal data, and now we need to verify it with you]

At this time, Qiao Yi had just dried her hair and climbed onto the bed. She was leaning on the head of the bed and flipping through her professional book. Although she read it carefully, she didn't read a single word. After hearing the notification, she immediately clicked on it.

Unexpectedly, it was because of this kind of thing again.

Qiao Yi frowned.

He only has a few dozen votes, is the data abnormal?

The last time I reported him as a ghostwriter, it was fine, but this time it went too far.

Student Chen: [No, you are No.2 now, haven't you checked the real-time ranking? 】

Classmate Chen knew how much water this kind of voting had, but he couldn't help it if he had to hold on to Qiao Yi.

Qiao Yi flipped through the voting page.

Unconsciously pinched Pink Pig's neck.

Hair, what happened?

Why did he go directly to No.2 from the penultimate page?

Student Chen: [Don't you know? 】

Classmate Chen really hated Qiao Yi at first, Qiao Yi is really not a good character, even though his uncle told him that Qiao Yi's paintings were drawn by himself, Classmate Chen still didn't believe it.

until today.

Humans are visual animals.

Student Chen: [Someone on the school post bar organized a vote for you]

Student Chen: [Link 1 Link 2 Link 3]

Qiao Yi clicked into the links sent by classmate Chen and took a look. She was really canvassing for him.

There's even a picture of him.

This photo was taken after the two girls asked his permission when class was about to end today. Qiao Yi was actually a little embarrassed at the time. They said they might post it on the public forum, but Qiao Yi did not refuse.

Didn't expect it to be used for this.

Student Chen: 【Sorry about what happened last time】

Qiao Yi was a little puzzled.

Student Chen: [You shouldn’t misunderstand you by listening to other people’s one-sided words, I think you draw very well]

Student Chen: [But I still have to remind you that someone is still reporting you as a ghostwriter. This competition was originally a small competition held by our student union, but if someone wants to make a fuss, the teacher of the student office may take care of it, but the impact should be not big]

Student Chen: [There are also those comments that are not good for you, but you don’t really need to care about them]

Chen looked at the boy's shy smile in the photo and smiled knowingly.

Why didn't I realize that Qiao Yi was so good-looking before?

【thank you】

Qiao Yi was a little surprised that classmate Chen's attitude changed so quickly. He was still doubting himself not long ago, but now is not the time to think about it. Qiao Yi thought for a while and asked him: [Then you know how to prove that the painting is really me Did you draw it yourself? 】

He could hear from classmate Chen's words that the sketches proved nothing at all, and those who should doubt him were still doubting him.

Student Chen: [Will you draw another one?Or open a live broadcast to draw one?I see that some of their websites have special live-streaming painting]

Live painting?

Qiao Yi frowned, and just about to ask him how to live-stream the painting, the door of the room was knocked twice.

"Auntie, come in, I'm not asleep yet."

The door of the room was opened, and Qiao Yi was still thinking about how to live broadcast with her head down, when a large shadow fell in front of the bed.

Just blocked the light from the bedside lamp.

"What's wrong with Auntie..." Qiao Yi swallowed half of her words.

The one standing at the head of the bed was not an aunt at all, no wonder he said why the aunt didn't make any footsteps when she walked today.

Zhou Shen was wearing a formal suit, standing there with messy hair, probably because he heard the word "Auntie", but Qiao Yi actually saw the corners of his lips twitching up, she didn't know if it was because of anger or something.

It was raining again outside, and it had been raining lightly since the evening, and Zhou Shen was covered with heavy humidity.

Qiao Yi raised her head and remained motionless, her eyes slowly opened wide, and the surprise in her eyes could be seen at a glance. The light in the room was dim, which made him covered with a layer of halo. There was not only light and shadow in his eyes, but also There is a reflection of Zhou Shen's face.

clean.

Very bright.

"Husband, you, why are you back?" Qiao Yi really didn't know that Zhou Shen would come back today, Zhou Shen had no news all day today, he came to his senses after speaking, and slowly changed his words: "No, no, brother Zhou Shen. "

I was used to calling my husband when I was in the old house before, but now I was caught off guard and saw Zhou Shen appearing, and called my husband without thinking much.

Shame.

Zhou Shen's expression didn't change, he just stood there without moving. Hearing what Qiao Yi said, he hummed and rolled his eyelids: "The work is done."

Qiao Yi was still the same as that night, sleeping in the middle of the bed, he was wearing a silk pajamas, the clothes were very slippery, with a large neckline, and it slipped down, revealing Qiao Yi's delicate and beautiful collarbone, the place was also similar to Qiao Yi's The rest of the place is just as white.

Further down, it is also very white.

Zhou Shen's Adam's apple twitched, and continued to stare at Qiao Yi.

Qiao Yi blinked unconsciously.

Why did Zhou Shen keep staring at himself?

Is it because he slept in his bed?

But he didn't say in advance, and he has no other place to sleep...

Qiao Yi pursed her lips and slandered, when she heard Zhou Shen say, "I'm going to take a bath."

By the time Qiao Yi came back to her senses, the bathroom door had already been closed.

In the bathroom, Zhou Shen pinched the center of his eyebrows, he came back right after work, and he didn't even have time to go back to the company.

As a result, Qiao Yi still seemed unwilling to let him come back.

Didn't you say last time that you want to sleep with him?

Why does it feel like taking his bed as his own now and not planning to leave any room for him at all?

Zhou Shen looked at himself in the mirror, rubbed the space between his brows, and just as he unbuttoned the cuffs of his clothes, he realized something was wrong in the bathroom.

Things that used to be for one person, but now they are all for two people.

Qiao Yi's toothbrush was a pair with him, prepared by Auntie.

The slippers that Qiaoyi wears in the shower are a pair with him, and they were prepared by my aunt.

Qiao Yi's towel is also a pair with him, which was also prepared by Auntie.

Qiao Yi's bath towel was hanging on the place where he used to hang the bath towel, it was still wet, and it was obvious that Qiao Yi had used it just now.

Qiao Yi's dirty clothes were still placed in the laundry basket, and the top one was a pair of pure white...underpants.

You don't need to look carefully to see the size, which fits Qiao Yi's small body very well.

The bathroom was still damp, filled with the scent of Qiao Yi shower gel.

Zhou Shen was taken aback.

Turned on the cold water in the shower.

He seems a bit perverted.

Outside, Qiao Yi didn't know what happened. Hearing the sound of water inside, he hesitated and moved to the side, giving Zhou Shen half of his seat.

After moving, he watched some videos of painting bloggers he found on the Internet.

Some bloggers only show the drawing software and draw while explaining, some bloggers show their faces, and some bloggers only show their hands.

All he has to do is to prove to the person who reported that he didn't find someone to write for him, so he just needs to show his hand.

But in this case, it seems that you need to buy a camera.

While thinking about it, Qiao Yi absent-mindedly flipped through the comments under the original participating Weibo.

Originally, if classmate Chen didn't say it, he wouldn't pay attention to it, but if classmate Chen said it, he still couldn't help but be curious to see it.

The following Weibo was originally just some canvassing comments.

But now there are many doubts.

[Why did No.2 suddenly jump up? 】

【Don’t be so obvious when buying water】

[Can Qiao Yi know how to draw? 】

Originally, this competition was actually followed by some friends of the contestants, but now it's fine, and more and more people are paying attention.

The more Qiao Yi looked, the tighter his lips pursed, but he couldn't help himself to look at it, including the bottom of his sketch before.

It turned out that someone commented and he replied to the comment, and someone also replied.

【Qiao Yi, you can't see that people are mocking you, can you? 】

Qiao Yi really didn't have it before, but now that she read it again, she can see it.

The several comments he replied to thank you seriously were all secretly mocking him.

Although he knew it was because the original body's popularity was not very good, he still couldn't help but feel aggrieved.

Now Qiao Yi is him.

He bit his lip and deleted his previous reply to their comments.

In the end there was only one left.

It's that Weibo nickname is a string of numbers.

This person's homepage is blank, and the number of followers and Weibo are both 0.

Zhou Shen took a long time in the shower, and when he came out of the bathroom, he saw Qiao Yi leaning against the head of the bed with a grievance all over her body.

Qiao Yi's emotions are so easy to guess, he puts almost everything on his face.

Zhou Shen paused and frowned.

Could it be that he came back to sleep in his own bed and made Qiao Yi so unhappy?

Qiao Yi seemed to hear the voice and looked towards him.

The color of his lips was red and moist from his own biting.

Zhou Shen frowned, and immediately let go.

Qiao Yi didn't plan to talk to him, so she moved to the side again, and made room for him.

The meaning is obvious, let him come up to sleep.

Zhou Shen straightened the corners of his lips, feeling a little happy.

The bed beside him was sunken, and it was obvious that there was an extra weight.

Qiao Yi sniffed, and secretly glanced at Zhou Shen's expression, before Zhou Shen didn't pay attention, she threw herself directly at Zhou Shen.

He hugged Zhou Shen's neck tightly.

Zhou Shen froze all over, and raised his hands above his head stiffly.

Before he could speak, the next second, he was pushed away by Qiao Yi, who spoke with a nasal voice, "Why are you so cold?"

The author has something to say:

Because he took a cold shower! ! ! !