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"What is this? Two perverts, and they are going to stage a scene that touches people's hearts? They are indeed a couple of gods and gods with a big G." Ling Xiang spat out a mouthful of saliva.

"It made me have a psychological shadow, wow!"

He looked at Lin Qingchen, and Mingchao sneered: "No wonder no one can tell that he is a man. He is born with a small frame, and the masculine characteristics such as Adam's apple are not obvious. It is a pity that he was born with the wrong gender."

At this moment, Lin Qingchen actually resented Song Qinglian a little bit.

He hated the way Ling Xiang looked at him like this, he was humiliating him.

"What a f*cking disappointment, perverted, unlucky."

Lin Qingchen's eyes were red, and his face was ferocious.

Why, call him a pervert!

He is more normal than anyone.

Fuck you pervert!

When Su Wuqi arrived, Ling Xiang and the group had already left.

Lin Qingchen's eyes had already returned to calm, and with clear eyes, he watched Su Wuqi, who was kneeling beside him, untie the rope for him.

Su Wuqi tremblingly stretched out his hands to untie the knot of the rope, his movements were so slow that his hands seemed to be incompetent, and it took a long time to untie it.He gently tore off the tape on his mouth, but it still hurt.

Then he fixed the clothes bit by bit, but unfortunately the skirt was too torn and could barely cover it.

Su Wuqi hurriedly took off his clothes to cover him.

The eyes were blood red.

He felt like a crazy emotion had exploded in his head.

No one spoke between the two, and they seemed to be very calm.

Until Su Wuqi said: "I'm sorry..."

"The dress I bought for you is so torn..."

"Sorry……"

"It's always because I'm too late..."

"Sorry……"

He said sorry to Lin Qingchen over and over again.

Lin Qingchen's heart was sore, tears welled up in his eyes, he felt strange, he didn't want to cry.

Just seeing Su Wuqi's helpless look...

My heart kept panting, maybe it was distressed or maybe I really felt wronged.

Su Wuqi hugged tightly in his arms, his eyes flushed, "I'm sorry, it's all my fault." He rubbed against Lin Qingchen's neck, smelling the breath of peace of mind, the tears finally welled up in his eyes, just in time to drip On Lin Qingchen's collarbone.

He cried.

This was the second time Lin Qingchen saw Su Wuqi cry, and it was all because of him.

Lin Qingchen's hand hanging by his side slowly stroked the back of his head, and said in a hoarse voice, "Su Wuqi, I'm not a pervert."

"Neither are you."

After he finished speaking, the hands around his waist tied him even tighter, Su Wuqi choked up and said, "You are not... none of us..."

"You are my dearest and most precious person."

"It's always been..." Su Wuqi rubbed the side of his face with the tip of his nose, proving how much he loves Lin Qingchen, with pity and distress in his voice.

Lin Qingchen touched his wet eyes, "Don't cry. Let's go home, I don't want to stay here."

"it is good."

After Su Wuqi untied Deng Linlin, he hugged Lin Qingchen lightly and compassionately, and left the rental house.

Lin Qingchen was taken back to his room.

In the bathroom, the bathtub was filled with hot water, and the heat rose in the most enchanting way.

Su Wuqi carried Lin Qingchen into the water.

Lin Qingchen was naked, and faced him in the most candid way at this moment.

Lin Qingchen was sitting in the bathtub, looking at him, watching him squeeze the bath liquid into his palm, rub it on his neck, shoulders, and chest, just like helping him wash his hands before.

His eyes are still a little red.

Lin Qingchen raised her hand from the water to touch his eyes, and whispered, "The eyes are so red."

He tilted his head and kissed the extended hand: "It's okay."

"Don't you think I'm weird?" Lin Qingchen touched his temples upwards, "A man is wearing women's clothes."

Su Wuqi shook his head, "This is a secret we have always known, from childhood to adulthood. If it feels strange, would I choose you to stay by my side?"

"What I want is you, only you, not what you are." Su Wuqi's eyes showed Lin Qingchen's emotions at the moment, which seemed complicated and clear.

Lin Qingchen responded to him: "I understand, brother."

Su Wuqi came over and kissed his forehead with a sense of comfort.

Lin Qingchen slightly closed her eyes.

That night, Su Wuqi was still hugging him, lying on the bed, and the two talked a lot, starting from his mother letting him wear women's clothing, and talking about their meeting when they were young, fighting in kindergarten, drawing, and many more thing.

When he was drowsy, he felt a warm and moist sticky touch from his lips, and then his consciousness gradually disappeared.

"I'm sorry. Good night."

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When Lin Qingchen woke up, there was no one on the bed.

He moved a little, and there was a tinkling, clanging metal sound in his ears.

His hands were chained.

Bonded to the bed.

what happened?

Su Wuqi doesn't seem to be in the room.

There is water and breakfast on the table next to it.

He could only move around on the bed, drink a few sips of water casually, and continue lying down until Su Wuqi came back.

Deng Linlin was looking around at the gate of the office building, stamping her feet on the ground with an anxious expression on her face.

The moment he saw Su Wuqi, he immediately went up to meet him, and said in a trembling voice: "The male god is not good! Sister Lin, Sister Lin was posted on the post bar!"

"Everyone knows that he is a man! He has been pushed to the forefront, and everyone is discussing it, what should we do?"

Deng Linlin was dying of anxiety, wishing to cut that Ling Xiang into pieces.

Su Wuqi couldn't restrain the violence from the depths of his heart, his eyes were as terrifying as a Shura field.

Facing Su Wuqi like this, Deng Linlin was frightened.

"Su male god..."

Su Wuqi calmed down and said calmly: "Don't tell him yet, I'll go to the school first and ask them to delete the post."

"it is good."

When Su Wuqi came back, Lin Qingchen squatted beside the bed.

A face of pain.

Su Wuqi immediately knelt down and put his arms around him: "Baozi, what's wrong with you?"

"Brother...I'm anxious..."

Su Wuqi rubbed his head and smiled slightly.

After coming out of the bathroom, Lin Qingchen asked him: "Why did you lock me up?"

Su Wuqi hugged him and sat on the edge of the bed, kissed the corners of his mouth, the tip of his nose, from the bridge of his nose up to his eyes, his forehead, tenderly over and over again.

"Why?" Lin Qingchen continued to ask.

"Because that's the only way to be the safest." Su Wuqi's eyes were deep, and he pressed against his forehead, "Hiding you in this room will give me peace of mind."

"Really? You are restricting my freedom." Lin Qingchen looked at him calmly.

"It won't be long."

There was a commotion outside, Su Wuqi didn't want him to suffer any more criticism and grievances, and he didn't want him to hear unhappy words that slandered him.

And Ling Xiang, this scourge still exists in this world.

Su Wuqi embraced him, put his head on his shoulder, and said to him, "Baozi, let's suspend school."