"But..." Fang Juxia pursed her lips and stopped talking.

"But what?" Pei Tingsong looked at him, like an adult.

Fang Juexia's tone was pitiful, "But my father was home today, I was a little scared. He, he was drinking again, would he scold me..."

His speech was no longer as logical and composition as Fang Juexia had in the past. He was completely a panicked child. Although it was just a chaotic word, Pei Tingsong probably understood it.

"No," he touched Fang Juexia's head, "Don't be afraid."

Fang Juexia sniffed and looked at him, "Little Abacus, I'm sick with my eyes, do you know?"

Pei Tingsong nodded and touched his eyes with his fingers, "I know."

"Then do you hate me too?" Fang Juexia's eyes were filled with water vapor, as if she would shed tears in the next second. Somehow, Pei Tingsong's heart was thrusting, and this feeling was particularly strange.

"Of course not." Pei Tingsong pinched his cheek, "I'm that kind of person, oh, am I that kind of dog?"

Fang Juexia finally laughed, "Can you sleep with me?"

In the end, Pei Tingsong compromised. He was obviously a bad temper, rebellious and unrestrained thorn, but every time he met Fang Juexia, he would compromise and do things he never did. It seemed as if this person had confiscated all his right to refuse.

"Yes, yes," Pei Tingsong knew that some people would turn against each other when they woke up tomorrow morning. Maybe he thought he would take advantage of him, so he took out his cell phone and turned on the recording software. "This is what you insist on sleeping with me."

"Yeah!" Fang Juexia immediately became happy, his tone of speaking became sweet, his eyes were bright, like two beautiful glass beads, and Pei Tingsong's face was projected, "Then can I hug you?"

After he asked this, Pei Tingsong suddenly had his tongue tied up and his ears became hot. "Sui, you can do whatever you want." After saying that, he turned around and turned his back to Fang Juexia. After living for more than ten or twenty years, he had never had a bed with anyone. This was his biggest compromise.

But after just turning around, Fang Juexia grabbed the clothes on his back and gently pulled them, "I can't see you anymore."

"Fang Juexia, if you act so cute, you will regret it when you wake up tomorrow." Pei Tingsong sighed and turned around, facing him, "It's OK."

"Yeah!" Fang Juexia arched upwards, really hugging his head like a puppy, and patting Pei Tingsong on the back, "Little abacus, go to bed~"

Pei Tingsong, a tall man who was nearly 1.9 meters tall, hugged in Fang Juexia's arms and was pressed on his collarbone. He was so arrogant that he dared not let out a breath, let alone sleep.

"Sleep..." Fang Juexia began to sing randomly, as if she was really trying to coax the puppy to sleep. She first had a lullaby that was not tuned, and then somehow she sang snails and orioles, and she could only sing the first sentence. The repeated vines made Pei Tingsong unable to bear it.

He took Fang Juexia's arm away, took him into his arms, put his arms under his neck, and walked around his arms and hugged him in his arms.

"I'll just hug you more comfortably." His chin pressed against Fang Juexia's hair, and his hand gently patted Fang Juexia's back, "Go to sleep."

Fang Juexia, who was a child's mind, also patted Pei Tingsong's waist like he did, and hugged her tightly, "Go to sleep, little calculation."

Finally settled down. Pei Tingsong closed his eyes and took a deep breath. This was the first hug he and Fang Juexia, a real and close hug, although neither of them were voluntarily.

He once firmly believed that he and Fang Juexia must be two people on different trajectories. Once they interact, the consequences will only be bad and will not be good.

So this moment came too suddenly and too unexpectedly.

If time travel really exists in the world, Pei Tingsong came over a month ago and saw this scene, he would probably be frightened. Recalling these days, Pei Tingsong felt that they were forced to be involved in the same dramatic vortex. The more they thought about separation, the closer they got.

Feeling that Fang Juexia was not moving, Pei Tingsong reached his phone and turned off the recording. But at this moment, the person in his arms suddenly raised his head, held Pei Tingsong's face with both hands, and came up under the dim light to kiss him. Maybe he was going to kiss his chin or his cheek, but unfortunately, their lips touched each other.

Respiratory arrest.

"Thank you for accompanying me, little calculation." He smiled foolishly, then came back to Pei Tingsong's arms, rubbed his collarbone, and found the most comfortable position to close his eyes with confidence.

Pei Tingsong's nerves seemed to be anesthetized, and it was so slow that the insensation of his lips being hit was still continuing. This time, it was not through the glass candy paper, but it was completely soft. The touch in his memory was slowed and lengthened, touched, fell into, left, rebounded, and four ounces of warm and soft to lift the heartbeat that weighed a thousand pounds. After tugging, it could no longer return to calmness. It was getting faster and faster, so fast that he was even afraid. Through the two tightly pressed chests, would the crazy rabbit in his heart wake up the little radish in Fang Juexia's heart?

Oops.

He was attacked by a gummy.

Ten minutes, twenty minutes, and even after a long time, he didn't know how long, his heartbeat did not return to normal frequency. This tight hug gave it a steady stream of energy, making it jump wildly and vividly, regardless of Pei Tingsong's brain's resistance.

This is his first kiss.

Pei Tingsong tried hard to convince himself that he was cool, very cool, and it didn't count if he answered the candy paper before. What's more, he had tried it once.

But his persuasion seemed to be very effective. Adrenaline rose regardless of the consequences. Fang Juexia's shampoo smell confused his brain. He felt dizzy and breathless.

He had obviously overdrawn his energy, but Pei Tingsong just couldn't fall asleep. He didn't even dare to move, for fear of waking up the person in his arms.

An unexpected kiss stuffed ten thousand butterflies into his chest. They flashed their wings and tried to fly out of his throat. They plotted a tsunami in a sea full of alcohol.

The innocent killer in his arms was finally tired and asleep, motionless like a soft doll, very well-behaved. Only Pei Tingsong in the world knew how much lethal this was a beautiful weapon.

And he is just a fool who holds Mei Xiaobang.

I was drowsy and didn't know how long I had been sleeping. A headache pulled Fang Juexia out of her deep sleep, and her consciousness floated faintly. My thoughts were confused. He couldn't open his eyes, but he felt his body sore, so he moved. Unexpectedly, he immediately felt his arms wrapped around him, tightened, and patted his back.

I vaguely heard a familiar low voice, with a sleepy mood, "Be good..."

good?

What a strange dream.

The subconsciously tightened hug compressed the distance between the two people to almost nothing left. Awkwardly, although Fang Juexia was not sure whether the sound he had just heard was real, the touch of his thigh was too real.

He suddenly came back to his senses, pushed Pei Tingsong away, who had not yet woken up, and grabbed the quilt and retreated to the edge of the bed.

"Pei Tingsong!"

This was the first time he was so excited.

Pei Tingsong frowned, "So what's wrong..." He opened his eyes and saw Fang Juexia's standard posture after being bullied by a good woman, and his dull brain was awake.

Sure enough, he knew.

At this time, Pei Tingsong had to sigh at his genius' preparations for the future.

"Wait, calm down." Pei Tingsong approached a little, but he actually wanted to take his cell phone and find out the evidence for Fang Juexia to see.

But Fang Juexia didn't know what he was going to do. She only knew that as soon as she woke up, she found that she was tightly held in her arms with her naked upper body, and the guy who seemed to be the initiator was still approaching, "It's you who should calm down." After saying that, he coughed, "And you are down..."

under?

Pei Tingsong, who had not yet woken up, looked down at him and then cursed in a low voice.

"Is this a normal phenomenon in the morning?" He looked shameless and grabbed his sleepy hair. "You are also a man, what can you make a fuss about? This is a manifestation of normal function in some aspects. Don't you know?"

"Shut up." Fang Juexia didn't want to listen to any middle school physics class he took, "Then why did you hold me to sleep? Didn't you say you were gay?" He asked his soul.

Pei Tingsong had nothing to say.

Shouldn't you ask yourself?

It was obvious that I had a small calculation last night, but I was so stubborn that I stuck to him. When I opened my eyes, I turned my back and refused to recognize others.

Even though he was angry, Pei Tingsong was very sober. He knew that Fang Juexia was the stubborn personality of not hitting the wall and not turning back, so he decided to get the evidence of his carefully preserved guilt first, "Okay, I'll tell you why."

Fang Juexia suddenly panicked. His mind was messy, and the man kept approaching him again.

Where is his top?

Pei Tingsong isn't really gay, right? This idea can't be gone.

He reached out to resist, but Pei Tingsong grabbed his wrist and said, "Don't move." After saying that, he touched his other hand around the pillow, "Where did you go?"

"Let me go." Fang Juexia's remaining other hand also began to struggle.

Pei Tingsong was really out of patience by him, so he had to grab his other hand and press it on him, as if he was condescending to do whatever he wanted, "I told you not to move. Do you know how well you were last night?"

"you!"

"I turned my face after sleeping..." He stared at Fang Juexia, and the hostility in his eyes softened again, "Be obedient. Wait until I find it..."

Before he could finish his words, there was a sound of smashing the door outside, and Ling Yi's loud voice with extremely strong penetrating power.

"Dangdang Dangdang! Carido Group Variety Special! Surprise inspection in the morning!"

Hold.

The author has something to say: The cameraman: Do you think they are awake?

Ling Yi: I don’t sleep in at summer~

Camera Brother: Is it appropriate for us to go in and take pictures now?
Chapter completed!