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His weak and soft complaint quickly melted between their lips.

Zheng Xunqian must have wanted to do this for a long time.

He held Jing Tian's face in his hands, and stroked the smooth but hot skin of Jing Tian's cheeks with his fingers.Jing Tian's soft lips were bitten by him, pecked and sucked gently and lightly, gradually congested and became more rosy.

The blood that passed Jing Tian's lips probably also contained alcohol, and they rumbled through the capillaries, exuding an unbelievably high heat.

Jing Tian closed his eyes and wanted to speak, but most of the small voices he made were forced to eat back into his stomach, and the small part that leaked out was out of tune.

He closed his eyes, frowned, and tried to express what sounded like whimpers.The arms that were originally hugging the back of Zheng Xunqian's neck gradually lost their strength, and his body slid down. Relying on Zheng Xunqian's arms was enough for him to stabilize himself, so as not to fall to the ground.

Tears were about to well up in the corners of his eyes.

"... Pain." He murmured softly between kisses.

The voice was crying.

For a while, Zheng Xunqian couldn't tell whether he was acting like a baby.

"Blow me up..." Jing Tian said again.

Zheng Xunqian chuckled twice, and his breath hit Jing Tian's skin, itching.

Jing Tian slightly opened his eyes, his vision blurred.

His eye sockets are already wet.

When Zheng Xunqian turned his lips over again, he covered his stomach with one hand while raising his head to greet him.

There is a flat area, but through the clothes, skin and muscles, there seems to be a fire inside, burning blazingly.

"I'm in pain." Jing Tian cried while biting Zheng Xunqian's lips.

Zheng Xunqian finally realized something was wrong.

Just as he was about to put some distance away from Jing Tian, ​​Jing Tian, ​​whose arms were originally weak, quickly raised his hands, pressed them against his chest, and tried to push him.

But Jing Tian, ​​who was drunk, couldn't exert much strength in his hands.

Zheng Xunqian stood motionless on the spot, hugging him even tighter: "What's wrong?"

Jing Tian pursed his lips, still pushing him with one hand, covered his mouth with the other hand, and lowered his head again.

It seems that something is wrong.

Zheng Xunqian was alert in his heart, he hurriedly let go of his hand and took a step back.At this moment, Jing Tian bent down suddenly, and a disturbing voice came out of his throat.

"Hey——"

Jing Tian lay on the table in a daze, his mind was muddled.

"Wake up, get up first," a familiar voice rang in his ear, "Go back to sleep."

Jing Tian raised his head, and Yang Yue's helpless face appeared in his sight.

"I knew you couldn't be trusted," he said, stretching out his hand, trying to help Jing Tian up, "Can you stand?"

Jing Tian put his arm on his shoulder cooperatively and asked, "Where is Zheng Xunqian?"

"I'm mopping the floor." Yang Yue said.

"..."

Seeing his stagnation, Yang Yue asked worriedly: "Can't you stand still?"

Jing Tian's legs are limp and he can't use his strength, but he can barely walk with someone supporting him.

In a daze, he asked again: "What about Zheng Xunqian?"

Yang Yue sighed helplessly: "You are walking so slowly now, you may not be able to get out the door after he finishes mopping the floor, so I will help you first to save time."

That is the meaning of going together, Jing Tian heaved a sigh of relief, and then said: "I'm sorry."

"Talk to him later," Yang Yue said, "Before you vomited all over the floor, what were you doing with him in that corner?"

"..."

"It's hard not to leave a psychological shadow." Yang Yue said.

Jing Tian staggered suddenly.

Yang Yue was slightly shorter than him, and she couldn't stand still when he led her.

"Don't be dumb," Yang Yue shouted to the other side, "Come and help!"

Shu Ziqin at the side hurried over: "Oh, good!"

The height difference between Yang Yue and Shu Ziqin was nearly [-] centimeters. When they set him up on one side and the other on the right, Jing Tian suddenly lost his balance and became crippled.

Walking two steps in pain, he was about to ask for mercy when Zheng Xunqian's voice came from ahead.

"He was torn like a broken doll by you."

Jing Tian raised his head quickly.He was dizzy at the moment, his throat still had the tingling sensation of stomach acid burn, his stomach was uncomfortable, he couldn't use his strength, and he felt terrible.

But the moment he saw the person in front of him clearly, he couldn't help laughing.

And burst out laughing.

Zheng Xunqian rolled up his sleeves, revealing two intact forearms, holding a mop in his hand.

There is such an incongruous picture in this world.

Seeing this, Zheng Xunqian immediately narrowed his eyes.

Jing Tian was confused, unconscious, and lacked a sense of crisis, so he turned a blind eye to this, and still twitched and hiccupped with laughter.

Zheng Xunqian was speechless, shook his head, and said to Yang Yue and Shu Ziqin: "Be careful, this person will sprinkle water like a fountain, like a goddess scattering flowers."

Jing Tian's smile froze.

"Just find a place to throw it away," Zheng Xunqian raised the mop in his hand to signal, "When I return this thing, come and pick him up."

Jing Tian had a lot of opinions on his choice of words, but unfortunately, he didn't have a chance to say so.

On the way back, he finally sat down with Zheng Xunqian.

He leaned on Zheng Xunqian's shoulder, closed his eyes, his brain was dizzy, unable to think smoothly, but there was a small corner that remained strangely awake.

Such a scene seems to have happened in the past.

He thought vaguely, wasn't it not long ago?That day, Zheng Xunqian forcibly got into the car and took him to a hotel.

"Where are we going?" Jing Tian asked.

"Back to school." Zheng Xunqian said.

Jing Tian was secretly disappointed.

If only I drank a little like that day, it would be fine.If you get carried away, there will be no good results.

Zheng Xunqian adjusted his posture slightly so that he could lean more comfortably, and then asked: "Did you not eat dinner?"

Jing Tian shook his head: "... I don't remember."

"He only drank milk tea before he came," complained Yang Yue, who was sitting in the front row, "he said it would be enough to eat some snacks after he came here."

Jing Tian closed his eyes, and made some unexplained sounds that seemed to be protesting.

"He spends more time with you now, so you should pay attention and watch him carefully," Yang Yue continued, "This guy has a bad stomach."

"He has a bad stomach?" Zheng Xunqian asked.

"...No." Jing Tian retorted softly.

"Yes!" Yang Yue exposed him mercilessly, "This is not the first time you have vomited!"

Jing Tian shrank his neck and said stiffly: "I...why don't I remember..."

Zheng Xunqian let out a soft "tsk".

Jing Tian thought that he was mostly sober, but he didn't expect that after only 5 minutes in the car, his stomach was overwhelmed again.

After getting out of the car, he squatted on the side of the road and retched for a while facing the drain.His stomach was already empty, he could only vomit acid, and he looked extremely embarrassed.

"Very uncomfortable?" Zheng Xunqian squatted beside him and asked.

Jing Tian lowered his head and raised his hand to push him: "Don't look."

Zheng Xunqian grabbed his hand and continued to ask: "Apart from vomiting, is there any other discomfort?"

Jing Tian vomited with tears in his eyes, but he was still dishonest: "Go back, I don't want you to look at it."

He must look ugly, shameful, and disgusting the way he looks now.

But Zheng Xunqian just refused to leave.

He still squatted on the spot, raised his head and said to the person behind Jing Tian: "It's getting late, you guys go back first, I'll watch him."

Jing Tian shouted when he heard it: "Yang Yue, you can't abandon—"

Before the last word "I" could be uttered, he stopped abruptly and began to retch again.

Yang Yue sighed: "You stay with him, I'll go to the convenience store and buy him a bottle of water."

Zheng Xunqian nodded: "Alright."

"Then I..." Shu Ziqin just opened his mouth, but was interrupted by Yang Yue before he finished speaking.

"Go back, it's useless to keep it."

Shu Ziqin fell silent.

After Yang Yue finished speaking, she walked towards the convenience store, took two steps, stopped, and looked back at Shu Ziqin who was following him: "Isn't your dormitory in this direction?"

"...It's too late," Shu Ziqin said, "It's easy to encounter danger, let me accompany you."

Yang Yue didn't know whether to laugh or cry: "What danger is there? I'm not a girl."

Shu Ziqin thought for a while: "What if someone admits his mistake?"

"..."

Before they had gone far, Jing Tian was taking a rest just after vomiting, when he heard this conversation, he burst out laughing.

"Calm down!" Yang Yue pointed at him and shouted.

Zheng Xunqian shook his head and sighed: "They are all living treasures."

When I finally returned to the downstairs of the dormitory, it was already past the access control time.

The dormitory aunt severely criticized them, wrote down their names, and forbade Zheng Xunqian, who did not belong to this building, to go up.Seeing that Jing Tian couldn't walk independently, she was a little worried and asked if she should go to the hospital.

Yang Yue was embarrassed to tell her that Jing Tian had drunk too much, so he could only play haha, saying that we would talk about it tomorrow.

"Did he have a fever?" Auntie Dorm was worried, "It's burning hot to the touch."

Zheng Xunqian, who hadn't left yet, immediately put his hand on Jing Tian's forehead, and frowned quickly.

He asked Yang Yue: "Is there a thermometer in your dormitory?"

Yang Yue shook her head.

The auntie who was strict just now became extremely enthusiastic: "I'll help you borrow it!"

Jing Tian's stomach was always aching, and his head was dizzy.

He thought it was just because he was drunk.

After taking his body temperature, he was dragged to the school gate and stuffed into a taxi in the middle of the night. Only then did he belatedly realize that the problem might be more serious than he imagined.

Yang Yue didn't follow, now, apart from the driver, there were only him and Zheng Xunqian left in the car.

Zheng Xunqian was afraid that he would get motion sick and would feel like vomiting, so he asked the auntie in charge for a bag for him to hold before leaving.

The driver was very nervous: "My car has just been cleaned!"

Jing Tian closed his eyes and shook his head: "I don't want to throw up anymore, my stomach hurts."

"You really shouldn't drink so much." Zheng Xunqian said.

Jing Tian was wronged: "It's all your fault."

Zheng Xunqian probably didn't understand what he meant, but he didn't refute. He sighed a little, put his arms around him and patted him gently on the back, and then pressed his head on his shoulder : "Stop talking, sleep for a while."