Afrika Seimei and his star company

Seimei ran out wrapped in a bath towel.The cold wind was blowing outside the room, making Qingming, who was drenched all over, shiver.

Now I have to rush to some employee's room to get some water.On the same floor is Xuenv Hei Qingming—no, no, going to Xuenv's place in cold weather is no different from committing suicide, maybe even the water pipes in their room are frozen.On the same floor is the old driver Yan Mo Judge of the adult group—no, Seimei thinks how can he go to watch the scene of a love action movie when he is as innocent as a blank sheet of paper...then there are still others on the same floor...

Source Boya! ! ! ! !

Qingming stood alone in the aisle, shivering from the cold, weighing whether to go to Xue Nu to accept the wind and snow test of a real man, or to go to Yan Mo to accept the baptism of □□□□□, suddenly, he was dragged away by someone into the room.

Qingming only felt that his mind was in chaos, and he was completely awakened by the sound of closing the door with a "dong".

"What's the matter, are you stupid?"

Qingming slowly raised her head, staring blankly at Yuan Boya.He felt that he should quickly open the door and run away, but his legs were completely weak and he couldn't move.

Boya pulled a huge blanket, Seimei only saw the blanket swaying above his head, and he was wrapped tightly.Boya lowered his head, concentrating on fiddling with the blanket, trying to tuck the corners in.When he looked up, he found Qingming looking at him angrily.

Boya's inner OS: This Qingming with pouty mouth and cheeks puffed up like a puffer fish seems a little cute...

Seimei's inner OS: I forgot to wear a hat... I'm actually shorter than him...

"Let's go, let's take a shower." After Boya pushed Qingming into the bathroom, he sat on the bed distraught—he remembered what Sanweihu said to him a few days ago, if he didn't hurry up, Qingming would be Hongye's.

But Boya is an innocent boy!How does he know how to tease Qingming!Otherwise, after so many years, there will be no progress at all!

Boya suddenly remembered, a Boya X Qingming danmei article that he was chasing recently!Yeah!Impatiently, Boya turned on the computer, clicked on the author's homepage called "African Street Sweeper", and found the article "No. 23 Hundred Ghost Night Walking Street" in Yinyang District, Jinjiang, and studied it seriously.

Qingming came out of the bathroom wiping his long hair, and asked as he walked, "Do you have a hairdryer here?"

A sly light flashed in Boya's eyes: "Yes, I'll take it for you."

After a while, Boya came out with a hair dryer.Qingming tried to take the hair dryer from Boya's hand, but Boya dodged it nimbly.

"You don't know how to use an imported smart hair dryer. I'll blow it for you." Boya said with a smile.

Cut, the Europeans are amazing!Seimei sat angrily on the chair.

Boya secretly rejoiced—OK!Get Seimei's hair-drying task!In this heartwarming scene, the possibility of emotional collision is very high!

"Ahhh! Yuan Boya, can you blow your hair!" After a while, Qingming began to scream, "You don't know that long hair can get knotted!"

"I, I, I..." Yuan Boya was at a loss as he held the hair dryer—ahhhhh!Routine failed!

If I had known that the little deer man would look twice more when he was blowing his hair with one glance.Alas, why didn't you bring them here, but why did you bring two short-haired ghosts of Arakawa Daitengu!

"Hundred Ghosts Night Walking Street No. 23" did not help Boya solve the problem!Seimei angrily shook off Boya's hand, and blew her hair by herself!

But Boya still chooses to believe in his favorite BL author!

After all, this "African Street Sweeper" is the number one hit in Jinjiang's Yinyang District and is firmly in the running!

"Africans Want Revolution"!Yeah!I, Yuan Boya, urgently need to change the embarrassing situation in a revolutionary way!

"Thank you! I'll go back first." Seimei dried her hair by herself, and was about to take off the belt on the back of the chair.

Boya quickly grabbed the other end of the belt.

"Isn't your room powered off?"

Qingming shook his hand, and said in the tone of three aunts and six wives: "Oh~~~ You don't know that, there are always power outages in the countryside, just ask the front desk to borrow a candle, let me tell you, the candles here are so thick !" Qingming gestured, "It's the same as a pillar!"

The more Qingming talked, the more excited she became: "Also, you don't need to set the alarm on your phone. When you want to wake up, just tell the big girl at the front desk to tie a chicken under your bed, and it will bark as soon as it arrives. They The chicken farm behind the hotel has six o’clock chickens and seven o’clock chickens, and you can pick up the chickens whenever you want. But if you want to get up at half o’clock, you have to get a specially trained half o’clock chicken, and you need to pay extra.”

Boya loosened his belt, grabbed Qingming's wrist, stared firmly into his eyes, and said seriously: "I mean, you don't need to borrow candles, you can... live here with me. But I It’s a big bed room, just one bed.”

Qingming didn't feel anything wrong: "Oh, that's fine, I'll sleep on the floor."

"You sleep on the bed." Boya lowered his head, finally biting out these words, he felt his ears were hot and his cheeks were hot.He mustered up the courage to raise his head, but saw Seimei——

Ecstatic face.

"Really? Such a big bed! Give me all to sleep in?" Qingming's eyes lit up, looking at Boya's bed—Boya's bed like a hungry wolf!The biggest bed in the hotel! "Oh~~~ How embarrassing to let you sleep on the floor! But I don't care if you are so enthusiastic! Hahahahahaha thank you!" Qingming lunged towards the big bed, lying on the bed in a large font.

The routine failed again.

Boya sat on the corner of the bed thinking about countermeasures.Don't miss this evening.Thinking about it, Boya opened the homepage of his favorite BL author "African Street Sweeper", and clicked on his other novel "There Will Be Boya Love You For Me".

very good!This novel is full of routines just by looking at the name!

Um!Really well written!After watching Boya, he felt that he had swam in the ocean of routines and was full of confidence!

Boya turned her head and saw Qingming lying on the bed playing Tetris with her mobile phone—oh, what a sticky ass!This body curve!

Boya wiped his saliva, and climbed onto the bed lightly.

"Ah~~~~~~~" Qingming was taken aback, and turned his body to avoid it, but Boya grabbed his arm and pressed him hard on the bed!

Boya stepped forward, frowning, looking down at the frightened and tired fawn in his arms as if he had been hunted.He held Seimei's shoulder with one hand, and gently inserted the other——

Seimei's hair.

Boya gently stroked Qingming's soft and smooth long hair, his fingers running through the hair, he smiled, and said in a magnetic voice: "Your hair is so beautiful."

It must be no problem this time!I am so gentle!so hot!Boya felt that he was going to be melted by himself!

"Really?" Seimei laughed, "Let me tell you, I use Yamata no Orochi shampoo! 'Make your hair as shiny and smooth as Medusa'! The one endorsed by our hair-eating ghost! Every time their family releases a new product, I try it immediately, hey, let me tell you, you go to buy the Fat Sea Essence Shampoo, it is very easy to use!"

The routine failed again.

Boya feels that the most admirable thing about him is that he has the spirit of never giving up and getting more courageous as he gets frustrated!

Boya Seimei has read three of the four classics in the danmei world, and the last one is still short. The author is still "African Street Sweeper".

Tried all the routines, to no avail!Well now!The only way left is for the Overlord to force his bow!

Boya looked at this article "Boya Fucked Me Again" - the name is very pornographic!You can solve your urgent needs at a glance!

After Boya finished the novel, he closed the laptop, threw it on the table, and threw himself on the bed.

"Yeah, you don't sleep on the ground..."

Seimei couldn't go on.

The man in front of him, the man with bright pupils but blushing face, was lying facing him.

Boya suddenly hugged Qingming in his arms, his eyes flickered, and he tried hard to suppress his panting.

"Abe Seimei..."

Qingming raised his eyes and looked at Boya in fear. He was a young deer who was powerless to resist. He was strangled by a domineering and tyrannical hunter, unable to break free.

Boya looked down at Qingming, and he put his palm on the back of Qingming's head, gently stroking his white, soft long hair.Now, Abe Seimei—the Abe Seimei he had been thinking about day and night—was being held tightly in his arms.

"Abe Seimei, this time, I won't let go."

Qingming panted weakly, and he begged for mercy in a crying voice: "You... let go of me... there is something very hot... against me..."

"Really?" Boya touched the back of Qingming's head, "Guess what it is?"

Qingming suddenly regained his serious expression, and said confidently, "I guess—it's the fried rice cakes I brought over from my fellow villager at dinner time!"

Boya was taken aback.

"Really?" Qingming was very excited, "Let me tell you, I have learned a lot of detective skills from Brother Tiaotiao these days!"

(From Conan BGM.)

"This size, and there are many hot things, such as cups for hot water, curling irons, etc., put them in your pants unless you want to die..."

Boya wants to say, yes, yes, think about your descendants!

"Recall our experiences during the day again! The only eligible things we have come into contact with are fried dough sticks in the morning, big burritos at noon, and fried rice cakes in the evening! The deep-fried dough sticks in the morning are already cold, and the big rolls at noon The cakes are soft! So the only eligible ones are the fried rice cakes made by the women's director at night!"

Qingming approached Boya and smiled confidently: "Right? Right? Am I smart?"

If it wasn't for Qingming's good looks, Boya really wanted to call him on the face.But Boya suddenly thought of the anti-routine technique mentioned in "Boya Fuck Me Again"!

Boya regained his ambiguous smile, and said softly, "You guessed it right, it's fried rice cakes. So...do you want to eat?"

"I won't eat. I'll be full tonight. You should eat it quickly. If you don't eat it, it will go bad." Qingming said, and made a disgusted expression, turning his back to Boya.

Boya lost all hope.

The Broom God will share a room with Chi Tongue Tu Wall tonight.Broom God thinks this place is really good, the red tongue has its own electric field, the whole room is bright, and the update environment is very good.

"Huh?" The Broom God suddenly made a suspicious voice.

"What's the matter?" Tu Bi, who was doing sit-ups on the bed, asked.

"Someone gave my article a negative score?!" Broom God was shocked, "My article is the number one in Yinyang District of Jinjiang!"

Tu Bi asked casually: "Huh? Can Jinjiang still publish sweeping science articles?"

The Broom God ignored the painting, he looked at his computer screen.The Jinjiang author page was displayed on the screen. Under the article "Boya Fucked Me Again", a netizen named "World's No. [-] Qingming Husband" commented: "It's all nonsense! The routine is useless!"

"What comment?" Broom God was confused, "Really... Oh, Tubi, stop doing sit-ups, the whole room is shaking, I can't even type..."

"I'm not doing it. I found that no matter what I do, I can't develop my abdominal muscles." Tu Bi rubbed his flat stomach aggrievedly, "The people upstairs are exercising."

The Broom God looked up at the ceiling - oh, Yan Mo and Judge are upstairs.

The Inugami next door knocked on the door with a haggard face: "Do you have any earplugs?"

"Yes, what's the matter?"

Inugami's yellow hair turned white from exhaustion, and he said weakly: "It's been a busy day, and I still have to listen to the flirting downstairs at night. Why do you think our hearing is so good as a dog? Oh, you upstairs Is someone fighting? I heard a man and a woman calling..."

Broom God rushed forward and covered Inugami's mouth, put the earplugs in Inugami's ears, pushed him out and said, "Okay, okay, you can go."

The demon fox lives in the double room downstairs of Inugami.

There is also the big tengu who forcibly squeezed in through the crack of the door when the demon fox opened the door.

The big tengu lay on the bed and said sadly: "This bed is so crowded, my wings can only hang in the air..."

The demon fox couldn't take it anymore, frowned and said: "Then you can sleep in that bed! What are you doing with me!"

Big Tengu hugged the demon fox in his arms and didn't let go. He closed his eyes and said, "It's warmer when two people hug each other."

"The heating is turned up to the highest level, what else do you want? I'll light the fire for you?!" Yaohu said, pushing the big dog away, babbling, "You don't want to sleep in that bed, I want to sleep .”

The big tengu grabbed the demon fox by the tail.The demon fox turned back angrily, but saw the big tengu holding his tail with one hand and dragging his head with the other, leaning on the bed and looking at him expressionlessly.

"open."

The big tengu raised the corners of its mouth and spit out two words: "I'm cold."

Upstairs, Inugami finally fell asleep wearing earplugs, but was awakened by the screams from downstairs.

"Ahhhhh! What are you doing! My wings!"

The demon fox smiled slyly: "Aren't you cold? I'll light your wings and it won't be cold anymore!"

midnight.

A bitter cold wind filled the dark corridor.The wind whistled outside the window, as if trying to tear people's souls out of their bodies and swallow them all in the terrifying darkness.

At the end of the corridor, a tall and strong black figure appeared.

It was a samurai with a long sword, a real samurai who dared to walk against the storm.

Suddenly, he raised the long sword in his hand, a cold blue light flashed, and the warrior ran over from the corridor.

"Xinjian Ranwu! I hacked you lovers to death!"

"I want to sleep!!!!!!"