Don't pick up your boyfriend at the crime scene

After turning off the overhead light, the two lay side by side on the vertical seat of the sofa.

Wei Qichen is tall, he slept a little bit on the pillow, He Yanzhao turned his back to his side, he curled up his body like a shrimp, at this moment he was so nervous that he didn't even dare to breathe loudly, let alone turn his head Go face-to-face with the man lying behind him.

It's not that he didn't think that Wei Qichen would pounce on him and do something indescribable to him. He Yanzhao was wondering if he should push it halfway after that guy did it?Or should we fight to the death?Who knew that the multiple-choice question hadn't been finished yet, but Wei Qichen's shallow and even breathing could be heard in his ears.

He fell asleep.

He Yanzhao, "!!!!!!"

He Yanzhao, "??????"

He actually fell asleep?

He Yanzhao turned around in disbelief. A little light from the residential area penetrated from the balcony of the living room. Wei Qichen's beautiful, soft neck and well-defined facial features could be seen clearly in the blur. He moved, his hands folded and pressed behind his head, just lying here, it made people feel extra reliable and safe.

On the other hand, He Yanzhao, ever since Wei Qichen told him the story about the hidden man under the bed last time, he has to get down on his stomach almost every night to see if there is anyone under the bed. He had to go to other rooms to look again. Later, he couldn't see enough in the bedroom. Whatever the wardrobe, curtains, cabinets, as long as there were grids to hide people, he had to look through them all before going back to rest with peace of mind.

It's a good night, lying here side by side with Wei Qichen, He Yanzhao can't think about the madman under the bed any more, but he turned a majestic captain of the criminal investigation brigade into a domineering president like a bully.

If Wei Qichen knew about this, He Yanzhao would probably have his head knocked off.

So he secretly stuck out his tongue, then reached out and pulled the quilt to cover himself tighter, He Yanzhao also closed his eyes and fell into a deep sleep.

Wei Qichen has always been a shallow sleeper, and he would be awakened when he heard some disturbances around him. He is not used to people opening and closing the door in the middle of the night at home, getting up to drink water and go to the toilet, so he refused to let Lu Xiaoyuan refuse at first. At least he is a quiet person, who knows that this kid is even more noisy.

When the two of them just lay down, they still felt a little awkward. Everyone was not used to suddenly having another person beside them for no reason, especially He Yanzhao. The sofa was not wide, and it still seemed a little crowded when two big men slept side by side. But that guy was afraid of sticking to him, so he curled up in a ball and avoided far away, even separating the not-so-spacious sofa by a [-]-point line.

Although Wei Qichen was surprised, he was very satisfied. After all, it was his habit to keep a proper distance from people.

It's just that this peaceful sleep didn't last long, probably less than an hour's sleep, when suddenly the child next to him turned over, and all his arms and legs were put on his body.

Wei Qichen was so excited that he almost jumped up from the sofa directly. God knows how a person who has been single for 26 years would feel like a hell when he suddenly raised his hand and touched someone next to him. Wei Qichen was almost scared to death by himself.

"Hoohoo!"

Now that he fell asleep, he couldn't care less about whether he was breathing loudly or not. He Yanzhao plunged into Wei Qichen's arms. Pressing his head against the person, he even made a slight grinding sound during the process.

It's a comfortable sleep.

Wei Qichen opened his mouth, and he managed to swallow the curse word that he almost blurted out.

It was He Yanzhao who realized that Wei Qichen heaved a sigh of relief and put his body back to his original position. At this moment, he didn't have the nerve to wake him up, so he just stretched out two fingers to touch He Yanzhao's head, and then carefully moved him a little. A little bit to push away from his arms.

Seeing that he was finally going to succeed, He Yanzhao's head could return to the position where he should lie down with only a little more force, but he suddenly felt uncomfortable in his neck, and then shook his head to avoid Wei Qichen's hand. It's good to turn over again, but who knows, the person will throw his head back again, and then bury his forehead deeper into Wei Qichen's arms.

Suddenly squeezing such a big warm head, Wei Qichen was almost stunned at first, his hand froze in mid-air, he didn't know whether to lift it up or put it back, his heart beat twice, thinking At this time, stretching out his arms to hug someone would be too risky to take advantage of him. Wei Qichen claimed that he was still an upright gentleman, but it was a quiet night, so he couldn't raise his arms and just stay up all night without rest.

So he used his fingers to pull the edge of the quilt, and wrapped He Yanzhao a little tighter, who was rolling around. Wei Qichen thought, this is not my hand, it's you who rolled over by yourself.

He Yanzhao felt very comfortable when someone could give him a hug while sleeping. This living person was different from a doll. He had flesh and blood and warmth, and he could even cover himself with a quilt, even though he did not do it while awake. This is absurd However, that night, He Yanzhao still happily had a big spring and autumn dream.

In the dream, He Yanzhao arrived at the North Pole somehow. The weather here was extremely cold. He stepped on the snow with bare feet, and then he hugged a big polar bear in his arms. It was icy and snowy outside, and the wind was howling. He Yanzhao was afraid of the cold, so he kept squeezing into the polar bear's embrace.

It wasn't until the squeezed Wei Qichen reached the limit of his patience that the elder brother said slowly, "If you squeeze two more times, I'll have to fall."

He Yanzhao froze in place.

Suspecting that he heard it wrong, he closed his eyes and stretched out his hand to touch the body of 'Polar Bear'. The long fluff was gone, and the soft belly was gone. Although holding it was warm, but the belly felt warm. But I feel that it is a bit hard, like chocolate, and like a washboard, there is no pit when you press it down, one piece is two pieces, three pieces are four pieces......

Wei Qichen couldn't bear it anymore, his forehead was sweating, and he gritted his teeth, "That's the abdominal muscles."

He Yanzhao's unruly fingers would stop for a moment, then he opened his eyes, and then slowly raised his head to see Wei Qichen who was looking down at him with the same expressionless expression.

This is indeed just waking up, no, to be precise, the other party may have been awakened by me, although Wei Qichen rarely shows people this kind of appearance, his hair is messy, his eyes are full of sleepiness, and there is anger on his face It is also obvious that after pressing again and again, it finally reached the point where it was really unbearable, so he opened his mouth to wake him up.

He Yanzhao dare not say how well he knows Wei Qichen, after all, the two of them have known each other for only a month, but judging from Qin An and others seeing him as if he had seen a ghost, He Yanzhao can tell that Wei Qichen has a bad temper According to the conclusion, most people with a bad temper have the qi to get up, even though Wei Qichen's occupation does not allow him to have the qi to get up, and Wei Qichen himself does not have it, He Yanzhao still acquiesces in his heart that he has it.

Yes, it must be because he fell asleep and was woken up by himself, so he was very upset.

Even at this moment, He Yanzhao's fingers were still on Wei Qichen's lower abdomen.

"Oh my god!" I yelled 'ohno! ’ After that, He Yanzhao finally realized that he bounced upright on the spot, kicked his hands and feet wildly, and hit something even harder than this muscle under Wei Qichen's abdominal muscle in this panic.

Wei Qichen couldn't stay calm anymore.

this this this...... this......

So the two bounced up one after the other at the same time. He Yanzhao couldn't sit still when the quilt was rolled up, his arms were waving wildly and the whole person fell backwards. Normally, Wei Qichen reached out to save someone. A little comrade touched a particularly sensitive organ on his body for 'x harassment', so the reaction was really slow at this time.

So Wei Qichen had no choice but to watch He Yanzhao wrap up in the quilt and fall off the sofa together with the quilt.

Reluctantly stretching out his Erkang hand, Wei Qichen stammered, "Ah, this......"

There was an oolong in the early morning, one fell and the other was harassed, the two of them packed up in a hurry and didn't even have time to eat breakfast, He Yanzhao got into Wei Qichen's car, he carefully rubbed back and forth the smashed piece of his face with the palm of his hand Wu Qing, after finally waiting for someone to get in the car, Wei Qichen didn't even ask, he reached out and grabbed He Yanzhao's chin.

"Close your eyes."

He Yanzhao closed his eyes obediently, and then he could feel someone spraying his wound twice with a cold spray, and then put a piece of unpleasant-smelling plaster on it.

"Open it." Wei Qichen patted the child's head and said again.

He Yanzhao opened his eyes, and the eyes of the sprayed person felt uncomfortable, so he stretched out his hand to rub it, and then picked up the phone to carefully check himself in the mirror reflective film.

Wei Qichen started the car, and he backed the car out from the door of the pharmacy, "It's too late for breakfast, I'll go to the city bureau to have it later, your wound is just a bruise, and the pharmacist said that the plaster for promoting blood circulation and removing blood stasis can be changed every two days."

He Yanzhao reached out to touch the skin of the plaster and asked, "Then what should I do when I wash my face?"

"Wipe it with a towel, or if you don't bother to change it every day when you wash your face."

He Yanzhao curled his lips, although he was embarrassed to say it, but he still blamed Wei Qichen for not reaching out to pull him.

As soon as the ointment was applied to the face, it was very itchy. He Yanzhao scratched his two fingers for a while, and scratched his two fingers for a while. He started ten minutes late in the morning. Little tricks, he said with a smile.

"Is the little monkey on the upper body?"

"No." He Yanzhao felt aggrieved, "This medicine is sticking to it, it's very itchy, I want to scratch it."

"The itching will go away after a while, and the medicine is taking effect, so bear with it."

"No, it's not the kind of itching caused by the medicine effect, it's special, special itching."

Wei Qichen turned his head and glanced at He Yanzhao, and saw that the child's face was flushed, with a strange expression, as if he could cry out with just a flick of his mouth. Only then did he realize the seriousness of the problem. The traffic was still badly blocked, so he let go of his hands from the steering wheel, leaned over a little, and just held He Yanzhao's face with his hands to look around.

"Isn't that all right?"

"No, no." As He Yanzhao spoke, he wanted to reach out and tear off the plaster on his face, "Itches, can't this plaster stick to your face?"

Wei Qichen said, "The pharmacist gave it to me. She said that if you stick it on the bruise, it will heal in two days."

He Yanzhao was in a hurry, "Didn't you say that I hurt my face?"

"I just said it was injured from a fall." Wei Qichen was a little embarrassed, "She probably thought the injury was somewhere else."

He Yanzhao reached out from the medicine bag that Wei Qichen brought back and took out the box of plasters that had been opened and hadn't had time to close. Sure enough, when he turned the back, he saw a sentence, 'Apply to the affected area, do not use on the face. '

"......"

"Hmph!" Raising his hand to tear off the plaster on his face, He Yanzhao was so angry that he wanted to cry, but he was still thanking Wei Qichen for putting the plaster on him just now, but he was touched in vain.

With this tearing off, it was as if a layer of his skin had been torn off. He Yanzhao's tears were flying around, and the small piece of skin where the plaster was stuck was even densely packed with many small red dots. .

Wei Qichen helplessly reached out to pick up the things thrown away by He Yanzhao, and coaxed softly, "Don't throw things away either, so what, I'll buy you medicine again at the Municipal Bureau later."

"Humph!"

He Yanzhao was still angry, and this time he puffed his cheeks and shook his head directly, but he didn't want to talk to Wei Qichen.