Shallow water drowns small feathers

7.

Xie Ling and Qi Qiulin hung out on the bed for a few days, experienced a few days of blissful life in the dark and frequently wiped out guns, and finally passed Xie Ling's estrus period.

This day it was rare to sleep until he woke up naturally, Xie Ling nestled lazily in Qi Qiulin's arms, not wanting to move, blinked, and almost fell asleep again.

Qi Qiulin rested his chin on Xie Ling's head and was talking on the phone.Feeling that the Omega in his arms woke up, Qi Qiulin rubbed the back of Xie Ling's scarred neck from being bitten by him in the past few days, and whispered to Xie Ling while covering the microphone: "Hey, don't sleep, wait a while Still have to go out."

"Mmm—" Xie Ling responded, habitually hooking Qi Qiulin's thigh with her calf, and pawing at him like an octopus.

Qi Qiulin pressed the back of his head, said "Good boy" with a smile, and continued talking to the person on the phone.

"Yes, he is at my house, right next to me now."

"You also know... Yes, don't worry, it's not a mess."

Xie Ling listened to Qi Qiulin talking on the phone in a daze, and yawned silently.

"Then I'll bring someone back another day, and we'll have a meal together."

Qi Qiulin hung up the phone, lowered his head and asked, "Xiaoling? Why are you so lethargic today... Are you hungry now?"

Xie Ling muttered: "It's not that brother tormented me yesterday... I was so sleepy..."

"It's all my brother's fault. I've tired you these few days." Qi Qiulin followed the good advice, immediately admitted his mistake, and coaxed him with a good temper: "Get up first, do you want to drink porridge?"

"No, I don't want to drink porridge..." Xie Ling hunched over Qi Qiulin's shoulders, and said sleepily, "I want to drink sugar water..."

"Drink sugar water early in the morning, and you'll get tired after two sips later." Qi Qiulin reached through Xie Ling's armpit, lifted him a little, and held him tightly in his arms, "Drink milk? Here You put sugar."

Xie Ling wrapped her arms around Qi Qiulin's neck obediently, and naturally pressed her forehead together: "Well, okay."

Qi Qiulin got up first, hugged Xie Ling to his lap, put on a shirt for him, and while helping him button it, he smiled and said, "Xiao Ling has really lived and returned these few days, how can I tell him now?" Same as when I was a kid."

Xie Ling said straightforwardly: "I was originally younger than my brother."

"Okay, okay." Qi Qiulin smiled: "Brother is willing to take care of you, okay?"

Xie Ling blushed a little again, lowered her head and refused to meet his gaze, and finally could only roll back on the bed, and chased him away in a muffled voice: "...Brother, go and warm the milk for me!"

Qi Qiulin rubbed his hair, smiled and went downstairs.

Xie Ling buried his face in the quilt and was stunned for a while, he couldn't breathe before raising his head.He yawned again, and finally got out of bed to wash up.

It was only when he was brushing his teeth in the mirror that he realized that his dark circles were terrifyingly heavy.After spit out a mouth full of foam and rinsed his mouth, Xie Ling couldn't help frowning again and made a grimace, then went downstairs to see his lovely sweetened milk.

Qi Qiulin was sitting at the dining table playing with his mobile phone and waiting for Xie Ling. He looked up and saw that he was not wearing slippers, and ran over wearing only a shirt. He couldn't help but laugh.As soon as he opened his hand, Xie Ling consciously nestled into his arms, took the milk on the table and sipped it.

Qi Qiulin pinched his ankle: "Fortunately, there is a carpet at home, otherwise you will catch a cold sooner or later."

Xie Ling had a milk mustache around his mouth, and he smiled so hard that he couldn't see his teeth: "Anyway, brother will take care of me." He shook the other foot that was not held by Qi Qiulin, "What are you going to do today... "

Qi Qiulin smiled again: "Haven't you stayed in bed enough these days, go out for a walk." He kissed Xie Ling's side face and asked, "Do you want to move to my house?"

Xie Ling's eyes widened, and his voice was trembling with joy: "Brother——Really!!"

"Why did you lie to you..." Qi Qiulin patted his head, like a kitten's fur, and softened his voice to coax him to go home with him, "Come on, brother's home is full of everything, Your painting equipment has been prepared a few years ago, and it is tidied up for you every year, and it will definitely be usable, just waiting for you to move here."

Xie Ling stared at him in a daze, not knowing which sentence to respond to for a moment, he just murmured for a long time: "Brother... why did you buy painting tools a few years ago..."

"Little fool." Qi Qiulin said with a smile, "A few years ago, brother was looking forward to having you live in the house, and a few years ago, he fell in love with you, thinking about you every day." Seeing that Xie Ling's eyes were red again, he quickly Coaxed: "Why do you want to cry again, these days I really want to advance all the tears in the future."

Xie Ling herself felt embarrassed, lowered her head and said, "No... I just didn't expect that my brother liked me so early."

"Anyway, it's confirmed now..." Qi Qiulin suddenly pulled Xie Ling's chin, and said to him seriously, "We are now in a happy relationship and ready to get married." He kissed the kiss very tenderly Xie Ling, "Don't feel like I'm dreaming anymore, I don't have such a good me in my dream."

Xie Ling's eyes were still red, but he burst out laughing.He bent his eyes and rubbed against Qi Qiulin's cheek, and replied with a choked up "Yeah".

"Okay, okay, drink milk obediently," Qi Qiulin stroked Xie Ling's slender eyelashes, "After drinking, go home and pack your things, and we can move here."

Before he finished speaking, Xie Ling hurriedly finished his milk, jumped out of Qi Qiulin's arms, and quickly put on his pants.

Qi Qiulin had no choice but to call him downstairs: "Come down when you're done, I'll wait for you in the yard."

"Okay—" Xie Ling hurriedly put on his coat and trousers, and flew downstairs to the courtyard.Just about to open the door of the passenger seat, Qi Qiulin lowered the window and said to him, "Go to the back seat, I put the cake."

So Xie Ling happily went to the back seat to eat the cake, and it took him a long time to remember to ask Qi Qiulin, "Why don't you let me sit in the passenger seat..."

"Dangerous." Qi Qiulin said.

"??? I've obviously sat there before."

"..." Qi Qiulin coughed, her ears seemed to be a little red, "I will be distracted."

Xie Ling blushed, shut up and continued eating his cake.

Xie Ling's house was too close, so he arrived just after eating the cake.Xie Ling hurriedly opened the door and went in to find something to take away.

Thanks to dreaming about his unlucky diary a few days ago, Xie Ling actually thought of it the moment he entered the house, and immediately turned around and went straight to the study downstairs, rummaging through the box to find a dozen of diaries he had used over the years.

Leaning against the study door, Qi Qiulin saw that Xie Ling seemed to be really planning to carry a pile of notebooks home, so he hurriedly stopped him: "Are you going to exhaust yourself by carrying so many notebooks? Bring a copy first. , and the rest will be dragged by the moving company.”

Xie Ling looked at Qi Qiulin with a troubled face, then at the notebooks piled on the ground, and finally picked up the first notebook he used five years ago in a compromise.

Xie Ling handed the notebook to Qi Qiulin and asked him to hold it, then turned around to pack his clothes and his usual brushes.

Qi Qiulin carefully held the notebook in his hand, and was about to close the wide open door, when a monstrous autumn wind came from nowhere, blowing him and the notebook in his hand into a mess.

After finally closing the door, Qi Qiulin brushed his messy hair casually, and glanced at the notebook in his hand, which was blown upside down by the wind, fearing that it would damage the pages if he closed it casually, Qi Qiulin could only sigh , and patiently smoothed it out page by page.

Fortunately, only half of it was messed up, and it was suppressed after a while.Turning to the title page, Qi Qiulin caught a glimpse of a few large characters, and couldn't help being startled——

On the possibility of Feather and Scale developing a romantic relationship.

There is a small date written in the lower right corner, which is seven years ago.

Xie Ling packed things unexpectedly quickly.He slowly went downstairs with his suitcase. Qi Qiulin was still sitting on the sofa thinking about what happened seven years ago. When he saw him coming down, he finally came back to his senses. He got up and took the suitcase, and then drove Xie Ling Take it home.

Xie Ling went straight to the sofa when she got home, huddled into a small ball, hugged her knees, and looked at Qi Qiulin with a pair of black eyes.

Qi Qiulin put down the suitcase at the door, went over to lean on the sofa and kissed Xie Ling, and asked him, "...a diary?"

Xie Ling was stunned for a moment, Qi Qiulin seemed to know what he was thinking, and said helplessly: "Just now... the wind turned over, I accidentally saw it." He handed the notebook in his hand to Xie Ling, and whispered: "'Relationship possibility'?"

Xie Ling was so ashamed that he could hardly speak, he put his arms across his eyes carelessly, his knuckles turning white while holding the notebook.

"Huh? Have you coveted me so long ago?" Qi Qiulin grabbed his forearm and kissed him, "Look at the title page, didn't you write it?"

Xie Ling turned his face away from Qi Qiulin, even the side of his neck was pink.He said in a muffled voice, "I... I'm hungry..."

"Okay." Qi Qiulin kissed his ring finger again, and asked with a smile, "What do you want to eat?"

"..." Xie Ling withdrew his hand as if he had been burned, "Anything is fine."

Qi Qiulin was finally willing to let him go, got up and went to the kitchen.

Seeing that Qi Qiulin finally walked away, Xie Ling glanced at the title page -

Xie Ling was stunned.

Next to the few silly lines he wrote seven years ago, there was Qi Qiulin's handwriting.

It says "100% possibility".

The weather in autumn is always refreshing, and when the warm sun shines on Xie Ling, he squints his eyes and smiles.Listening to the noises in the kitchen, Xie Ling finally confirmed that he was not dreaming.

This may be what you want.

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