The villain is not crazy

Later we chatted too late, after all, I didn't get enough sleep, Su Qingyi saw that it was almost time, and after calling Su Yuanfu to sleep, he also took Tumi back to catch up on sleep.

After closing the door, Su Qingyi let out a breath slowly, and took Tumi's hand, her confident appearance just now collapsed more than half, and said angrily, "Finally, I've fooled it."

Tumi held his hand for him, and gently supported Su Qingyi's face with the other hand, which slid all the way down the temple. He seemed to want to laugh, but he held it back: "It's good."

"I'm so worried." Su Qingyi still couldn't help complaining twice: "Forget it... well, one step is one step, so what else..."

He held on to Tumi and said, "I'll be able to tell you something from the bottom of my heart, and if there's anything else, I dare not tell my dad...it's really..."

Tumi pecked his face twice: "Are you still here?"

"No... no." Su Qingyi felt the heat on his face, and hurriedly refused.

Tumi was very interested: "Kiss again."

Su Qingyi was a little moved, but he was also afraid that he would not be able to clean up his back. He hadn't recovered from his waist just now, and he was afraid of his kidneys...

Tumi moved closer again, sticky: "Just give me a kiss..."

"Okay... okay." Su Qingyi's head was then smashed into a paste.

He didn't know what was bothering him any more, and when he and Tumi rolled into bed again, he was still chanting Buddhist scriptures in a daze: Emptiness is form, form is emptiness...

Later, the dizzy man actually read it at a critical moment, and Tumi couldn't stop laughing. While feeding him the paste, he said, "Why read this..."

Su Qingyi was in a daze: "Ah... up..."

"Full?" Tumi didn't rush when he did this, he wasn't like what Su Qingyi saw on that broken website earlier, he was so forceful that he pressured you to say nasty words, he was born with it His self-cultivation made him feel gentle and gentle in this matter, and it was neither painful nor itchy when he spoke.

It was quite boring at first, but Su Qingyi, who had already imagined it eight hundred times, felt a little lost.

Of course it’s not that he wants to listen to some flirty talk, but it’s as if you’re thinking of spicy hot pot, and then you eat cabbage and clear soup in your mouth. The gap is too big, but Tumi is not that tough, but he is durable. , the battery life catches up with Rukia, I always feel that the power will never run out...

Su Qingyi felt as if he was boiled in warm water like a frog, he was about to ascend to heaven, as if he saw a monk in the sky chanting scriptures to him.

He didn't know when it ended, and when he regained consciousness, he felt his whole body was sore and limp, and he didn't want to do anything or think about anything.

Until the mobile phone under the bed jingled, he got out an arm from under the quilt to find the mobile phone, picked it up and looked - forgot about his mother.

He wanted to throw his phone away, he just wanted to continue to sleep on the bed until the night was dark, and then he would be a little quail who didn't care about anything else, and let Tumi eat the paste for him all day long - just wait to die, what a shame happy day...

After he sighed to the ceiling, he still picked up the phone in a broken jar - yesterday he was a little fighter on the front line, but today he has fallen.

The fall is always so fast, so caught off guard... I really want Ruanxiang to drown herself.

"Hello, Mom." He picked up the phone: "Are you here?"

Wu Xiyi was over there: "I called you a few times."

"Hmm..." he moaned.

Wu Xiyi also didn't speak, and waited for more than ten seconds, still unable to hold back: "What do you want to talk to me about?"

"Ah." Su Qingyi looked at the ceiling blankly - what are you talking about?Oops, my old back is sore.

Wu Xiyi waited for another ten seconds.

Su Qingyi finally found a little reason from the overwhelming mentality of not wanting to come out: "Are you here? I'll ask Tumi to pick you up...it's nothing, let's chat casually."

He sighed faintly, and continued: "Mom, why don't you go to the pharmacy to buy some medicine."

"buy what?"

"As for the Suxiao Jiuxin Pill, or some sedative, I have something important to tell you."

Wu Xiyi: "?" Her emotions were scattered by this sentence, and in the end she could only say: "Okay..."

Su Qingyi hung up the phone, and suddenly remembered...it didn't work...

Su Qingyi: "..."

"Tumi—" he elongated his voice.

Tumi pushed open his door when he heard the sound: "Are you up?" He put the water glass on the bedside table: "Why don't you sleep for a while?"

"Why do you sleep... My mother is here." He stretched out his hand and scratched his hair, feeling a headache: "What should I do?"

Tumi paused for a moment: "It's better to be more tactful, don't tell everything all at once..."

"My brain hurts..." He limply acted coquettishly towards Tumi, and Tumi stretched out his hand to rub it for him: "Where does it hurt?"

Su Qingyi leaned into Tumi's arms, closed his eyes: "I don't want to get up..."

Tumi had no resistance: "Then don't get up, I'll tell your mother..."

Su Qingyi: "..." He was rubbed for a while, and the feeling of fleeing without fighting gradually receded in his head: "Escaping can't solve any problems... let's talk about what you and my mother said."

He grabbed Tumi's hand and stood up, a little tangled: "Aren't you tired...Last night..." He didn't say it so bluntly, he meant somewhere: "It is said that there is no plowed field, Only exhausted cows..."

Tumi: "It's okay, I'll only do it twice..."

Su Qingyi: "..." His face was blank for a while, forgetting how many times he had been last night, he couldn't help feeling ashamed: "How did you do it..."

Tumi rubbed his head: "Exercise more...Okay, do you still want to sleep?"

"No, no, no, no, no, no, no... I will also exercise in the future." Su Qingyi was hit hard enough, and once again his fighting spirit was ignited, but the direction was a bit crooked.

"Okay..." Tumi pulled him up, like an old woman - sometimes he is very fussy about the details, but he doesn't look so wild. If I really want to describe it, it's like a pool of gentle water, not as hot as a fire. It's fierce, but if you really want to do it, just this gentle and tender appearance of boiling a frog is pretty terrible...

Su Qingyi thought about it for a while, leaned against the wall to relax for a while, and just after washing up, Tumi tasted the mint toothpaste, and he was confused again, so he could only be a little tough: "I can't do it again. It's..."

Tumi smiled with eyes wide open, and kissed him on the head: "Are you hungry?"

Su Qingyi just woke up and didn't feel it: "Go and pick up my mother...she should be here, I'm not very hungry yet."

He pushed open the door: "Where's my dad? Let him hide so that my mom won't see..." As soon as he said that, he saw Su Yuanfu standing in the corridor...a moment of embarrassment.

Su Yuanfu is still flashing, just like the old broken color TV that flashes non-stop when the signal is not good, making people want to knock on it twice...

Su Yuanfu: "What...how did she come here?"

Su Qingyi: "..."

He closed his eyes: "I called here... Well, let's just talk about it together, you can hide it for now, and call you after the explanation is clear, otherwise it's hard to say..."

Su Yuanfu was a little injured, but it was really difficult for him to distinguish his expression like that, he didn't say much after hearing the words, he wanted to sigh, but felt that it would not be good to say anything depressing in front of Su Qingyi, so he put his anger aside On Tumi: "Why is he still here? What will your mother say when she sees it?"

Su Qingyi: "..."

He was quite helpless: "This is Tumi's family, Dad, don't take your anger out on Tumi... At this time, what's the point of unanimously fighting with others? Tumi is also kind enough to help us."

Su Yuanfu also knew that he was looking for trouble. He stood for a while, glanced at Su Qingyi, and felt a little uncomfortable in his heart - he had seen the big children since he was a child, and he had grown up after all. There was never a time when he was so clear. Be aware of this.

He felt that he was quite a burden... Forget it, children and grandchildren have their own blessings, so why bother to be such a bad person.

He said: "Then if she also becomes like me, you can take over our business, we can't leave it alone, just find a nursing home and put me together..."

He was interrupted by Su Qingyi in the middle of his speech: "What are you talking about, Dad, you rest, how can you be like this..." He was helpless: "Am I this kind of person? Relax...give your son some confidence ... There is no unparalleled road, and there will always be a way."

Su Yuanfu said nothing more.

After Tumi tidied up, Su Qingyi suppressed all hidden worries, and slapped him on the face: "Okay, let's go."

Tumi stretched out her hand and rubbed his head vigorously, the two of them looked at each other, and finally he didn't say anything.

Su Qingyi took the shortest time to adjust his mentality. He took out his mobile phone, revisited the plot of the book about the bald girl, and made a draft in his mind, thinking about how to deal with it next.

He clicked on the button and found that the bald girl had left him several messages, all of which were unread. The earliest one was from the early hours of last night - he was having a hot relationship with Tumi at that time, so he didn't see it.

The bald girl: "...Boss?"

Bald girl: "I... I'm stuck..."

The bald girl retracts a message.

Bald girl: "Nothing."

Su Qingyi: "?"

He was at a loss.

I stared at the input box in a daze for a while, not knowing what the bald girl meant, but now his mother is coming up soon, and he doesn’t have the energy to deal with another woman, so he thought about it for a long time... and finally typed There is a question mark in the box and there is no further.

But he still felt a little unsure in his heart.

This mysterious premonition made him always feel as if something was going to happen.

After all, his mother is hooked up with a bald girl now, no more than he and Su Yuanfu's novel author haven't written for a long time, this time they are directly connected...

If her mother is influenced by him... I don't know if it will be implicated in the bald girl.

He thought about it quietly for a while, but found nothing except that his head hurt even more.