Since ancient times, attacking two pets and attacking four

"What time do you usually go back to wash up?" Xu Xingluo turned to comfort the Xueba who had worked so hard for a while, but when he turned his head, his eyes fell on Xueba's red ears.

A guy with a handsome face has nice ears too.

"Around twelve o'clock." Song Qingzhi turned his back to him and said, "It's about the same as now."

The other party was lying too close, and the hot air was blowing to his ears.

"Student, why are your ears so red?" Xu Xingluo reached out and touched them: "Is it cold or hot?"

The part of the ear is still quite sensitive, being touched by Xu Xingluo, Song Qingzhi trembled all over, and quickly slapped someone's hand off: "Student, talk as soon as you talk, why are you still doing it?"

"Would you like to move your mouth if you don't move your hands?" Xu Xingluo smiled, and went directly under the quilt, and gently hugged Song Qingzhi: "Your quilt is warm, share it with me, I am cold."

Song Qing held on for a while, although he occasionally hugged Xu Xingluo, but every time he hugged because of kissing, it was an incidental product, and it was the first time to hug Xu Xingluo in a serious manner like this, it was quite strange.

"No one is cold just getting into bed." But he didn't hate the feeling of Xu Xingluo's chest against his back, nor did he hate the feeling of Xu Xingluo resting his chin on his shoulder, so he didn't refuse, but just moved in symbolically. Moved inside: "Go away, don't want to steal the fruits of my labor."

"Don't go, which one of us is with whom?" Xu Xingluo not only hugged him, but also shook his hand: "What's wrong with giving me some warmth? Brother Zhi."

"I'm not an air conditioner." Song Qingzhi sniffed the breath coming from the other party, his cheeks flushed.

They both had just taken a shower, so there should be no other smells on each of them except the smell of shower gel, but maybe his nose is sensitive, and he always felt that Xu Xingluo had a special and pleasant smell on him.

"Yeah, but it can warm me up." Xu Xingluo pressed his face against his back and sighed softly.

Song Qingzhi was taken aback by his weak posture and tone of voice that was completely different from the usual virtuous Mr. Baji, but also, this guy hasn't gotten out of his depression yet.

"Tell me?" Song Qingzhi thought for a while...and held Xu Xingluo's hand back, only then did he realize that Xu Xingluo's fingers were really long.

This hand cannot be seen by anyone with a certain fetish, otherwise you will have to scream.

Now he obediently stays in his hands to play with.

"What did you say?" Xu Xingluo was stunned: "You're talking about the Qin family?"

The other party hummed, this is very embarrassing, Xu Xingluo can't tell Song Qingzhi that his depression is due to the residual emotions in his body, or nerves, etc., which are probably stimulated.

What exactly was the stimulus, Xu Xingluo didn't think too much about it just now, because it really wasn't his business.

It will be fine after two days.

But when Song Qingzhi asked this question, he thought about it carefully: "Well, it has something to do with Qin Shurui's grandfather."

"And then?" Song Qingzhi heard what he was willing to say, and turned to look at him: "I know, you were shaking at that time."

"Is there?" Xu Xingluo was stunned: "Maybe, I... I was quite favored, in fact, before." He lowered his eyes, and his tone seemed to be talking about other people: "Qin Shurui's grandfather treats me very well." good."

"...Don't you feel uncomfortable like this?" Song Qingzhi pursed his lips and frowned, and touched his suddenly empty face: "If you want to call him grandpa, you can call him, he is not only Qin Shurui's."

Xu Xingluo thought to himself: No, I'm not panicking, I'm just remembering other people's things, how real you make me feel...

But he couldn't say it. He sighed, pursed his lips and continued to confide: "The old man got dementia since last semester, and many people don't know him anymore, but he recognizes me and always talks about me..."

But at that time, the original owner happened to be in the rebellious period of youth, and he suddenly knew that he was an adopted son, not his own, so he had a very bad temper and spoke bad words to everyone.

Not to mention having time to spend with the elderly, they don't even go back to their own home.

Zheng Anqin and the others had such a cold attitude, they didn't make a single phone call after 'he' left the Qin family, and they really didn't blame others.

It can only be said that people's hearts are not cold for a day or two, and no one will continue to be a fool if their feelings are not rewarded.

The reason why the original owner had such a big reaction when he heard "Grandpa" was because the original owner knew that some people loved him very much, but he was too extreme, accidentally went the wrong way, and lost all the people who loved him.

This is what is called a good hand being played poorly.

Xu Xingluo sighed: "In short, it's because of his extremely conceited and low self-esteem that he didn't face up to other people's good intentions."

"Inferiority?" Song Qingzhi was surprised.

"Because everything is not good." Within the scope of the Qin and Zheng families: "I have been told that I am not the Qin family's seed since I was a child. Many people know it, but I don't know..." Xu Xingluo looked at Song Qingzhi and said: "Growing up in this environment, how good do you think your character can be?"

"But you're pretty good." Song Qingzhi raised his eyebrows high: "Are you kidding me? Isn't that good?"

Xu Xingluo looked at him without saying a word.

"Your good looks and your figure are online." Song Qingzhi held the face of 'not brilliant' himself: "IQ and EQ are also online, although only I know for the time being, but soon you will imitate, you will impress everyone."

He believed that his hard work these days would not be in vain, and he also believed that Xu Xingluo was not the kind of person that others said was 'not brilliant'.

"Oh." Xu Xingluo replied.

So what, what he just stated was the original owner's own feelings, isn't it him?

But, is this how Song Qingzhi sees him?

"Oh?" Song Qingzhi foolishly followed suit.

"Your evaluation of me," Xu Xingluo rubbed his chin, "it's quite high."

Trying to comfort him for a long time, the school bully was suddenly speechless. After holding back for a long time, he choked out a sentence: "The evaluation is not high, can I sleep with you under the quilt?"

He pulled up the quilt to wrap himself, and kicked Xu Xingluo inside: "Student, be more confident."

The people who are driven by his Song Qingzhi are still worse.

"Student, I'm very confident." Xu Xingluo propped up his upper body and turned off the light: "Okay, let's go to sleep, class will start tomorrow."

"How about..." Song Qingzhi said, "Are you going to meet your grandfather?"

"It's Qin Shurui's grandfather." Xu Xingluo corrected him.

"It's all the same... Anyway, don't let yourself regret it." Song Qingzhi's voice came from behind.

"I don't have any regrets." Xu Xingluo pulled up the quilt, wanting to say, haven't you been sleepy for a long time?

The mouth can still speak.

"He said no." Song Qingzhi said, "The body is very honest."

"..." Xu Xingluo.

Neither of them spoke in the room.

This kind of family ethics issue of ancient hatred and deep hatred just broke up the ambiguity and charm between the two boys.

Song Qingzhi was very lucky, otherwise he was worried that he would not be able to sleep tonight.

To be honest, the bed in Xu Xingluo's house was quite small, which was very different from the bed he had slept in since he was a child, but smelling the other's breath, he, who had always been a light sleeper, was surprised to sleep until dawn.

Xu Xingluo also slept lightly, so he was particularly energetic that day when the wild cats fought.

There were no stray cats fighting today, so he slept well.

The alarm clock hadn't rung at 6:00 in the morning, Song Qingzhi woke up and saw Xu Xingluo's face, but he didn't have the feeling of fragmentation and surprise.

After all, he is very familiar with this environment and this face.

The eyes moved away, and after a while, they moved their eyes back again.

The school bully looks really good-looking.

It's not the kind of stereotyped handsome guy, but he is highly recognizable, his features are very clear, and he looks amazing everywhere.

Song Qingzhi suddenly realized that maybe this was the reason why Xu Xingluo swears at people, and he doesn't hate him when he claims to be my uncle.

In fact, he used to think that this kind of people should be taken back and remade.

No need for this.

He admits that he has double standards.

Song Qingzhi approached, secretly kissed Xu Xingluo who was still sleeping, and then lay back on his side.

At 6:30, Xu Xingluo's alarm clock rang on time, and the sound was so loud that it could make people sit up in shock.

"Damn..." Xu Xingluo sat up all of a sudden, and was dazed when he found someone lying beside him.

Two seconds later, he came back to his senses, and quickly pushed Song Qingzhi: "Get up and change clothes, I'll go wash up first, and try to give you more time!"

Half an hour of free time is usually more than enough for one person, but today there are two people.

Song Qingzhi was pushed, woke up, and suddenly sat up, only to realize that he had fallen asleep just now, he shouldn't, he didn't have this habit.

Touching his forehead and turning his head, Song Qingzhi saw that Xu Xing was naked, wearing only a pair of underpants, and seemed to be changing clothes.

With that narrow waist and long legs, he quickly looked away, but the power of that glance was too powerful, and something had happened.

"I'll go to the bathroom first." Song Qingzhi quickly got out of bed, put on Xu Xingluo's slippers and stumbled into the bathroom.

"What about it?" Xu Xing said with concern, if you were really in such a hurry, I wouldn't rob you.

Song Qingzhi closed the bathroom door, and washed his face first. The water was quite cold in the morning of April, and it could cool down when he patted his face, which saved his life.

And the pressure of being late for school leaves no time to think about anything else.

Song Qingzhi has not been late for school for so long. Although it is not a record to be proud of, if it can not be broken, it is better not to break it.

"Hurry up." Xu Xingluo had already changed his clothes and knocked on the door outside.

"Okay." Song Qingzhi took a deep breath and answered outside the door.

Calm down, Song Qingzhi appealed to himself in his heart, it was because Xu Xingluo's body could see the reaction, so it wouldn't happen.

But when he reached for his toothbrush, the rippling expression on his face was reflected in the mirror, even he felt shameless seeing it himself.

Before washing up after eating, Song Qingzhi left toothbrush, towel, and slippers here...

Before he knew it, Xu Xingluo's hut contained a lot of his things.

Everything seems to be taken for granted, not intentional.

But Song Qingzhi knew that he had intentions.

Usually Xu Xingluo would dawdle a little by himself, but today, for the convenience of Song Qingzhi, he was already mentally prepared to compress his time.

But he didn't expect Song Qingzhi to be so smart, and by the time the other party came out, a full 15 minutes had passed.

"Where are you incubating eggs?" Xu Xingluo looked at him resentfully: "Now I don't even have 5 minutes."

"I thought you would set the alarm clock at 6 o'clock." Song Qingzhi looked innocent, because every time Xu Xingluo came back after breakfast, how could he have time to have breakfast if he didn't get up at six o'clock?

"The alarm clock at 6:00, am I crazy or are you crazy?" Xu Xingluo closed the door and brushed his teeth while running water inside, because there was not enough time.

"Hello..." Song Qingzhi pushed the door open, and then there was nothing else, he slammed the door shut again.

"What's wrong." Xu Xingluo muttered vaguely, then trembled, and pulled up his school uniform pants.

Outside, Song Qingzhi's face was hot enough to boil a pot of water.

Damn, okay...

His face was not only hot, but contorted.

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