I...have an affair with Huaixiu...?
It just happened to scan the barrage, and Chu Queshang, as the person involved, fell into a state of contemplation for a while, but it was a pity that he thought about it several times, but he didn't seem to understand the meaning of the barrage.
Because he didn't understand why they thought he was having an affair with Huaixiu? ? ...Even though I may like the same sex, but the other party doesn't look like it.
At this time, the sound of "grass" urged Chu to make an agreement.
He turned his head and saw that Jiang Qijue was holding the sweet potato that had been roasted until its shell was black with his bare hands.
Because he had just taken it out of the fire, the sweet potato was grilled at a high temperature, and his hands were soon stained black and red, and the sweet potato was also jumping back and forth with hot air in his left and right hands.
"..."
Chu Queshang twitched the corner of his mouth, feeling a little headache: "This is food, not a ball for juggling."
Jiang Qijue insisted: "It's not that you are too hot!"
Chu Queshang: "I didn't let you eat now either."
Jiang Qijue: "Grass."
When Xing Leyuan and Huaixiu returned to the apartment, they saw this horrifying scene——
There was a man who put his feet up on the table, leaned back on the chair, and ate soft and tender sweet potatoes with his mouth.Looking away, Chu Queshang was sitting aside, peeling the steaming sweet potatoes with a calm expression.
As if someone who is afraid of eating eats the burnt place, Chu Queshang lowered his eyes, very serious.
I have to say that his appearance really puts Xing Leyuan at a disadvantage.Compared with Huaixiu, his skin is not white, but his facial features are more oriental, and his temperament is colder than others. He also wears a loose sweater lazily and casually, just sitting there It's very eye-catching.
But Xing Leyuan didn't dare to appreciate his beauty at the moment, he moved his eyes emptily, but looked at the people next to him, and didn't dare to speak: "..."
Huai Xiu turned his head and smiled at him: "?"
Xing Leyuan even saw his forehead twitching.
Noticing that the figure blocking the door stopped the wind and snow outside the house, Chu Queshang raised his head in time, revealing a pair of amber eyes under the tips of brown hair, which were slightly heated by the firelight.
"You are back." But when he noticed that there were only the two of them, he couldn't help but ask, "Why...you two?"
Hearing that Xing Leyuan was a little depressed and in a daze: "...she, she..."
During the period, Huaixiu entered the house, and the scorching heat melted the frost on his body.There were no chairs in the room, so he could only smile and sit on the blanket on the floor, right in front of Chu Queshang.
Seeing Wu Yan, as if he had a premonition of something, Chu Queshang silently patted the other person's thin shoulder with the back of his hand, and handed him the half-sweet sweet potato, "This is left by Ai Weisi, Jiang Qijue ate it It's okay, you should be able to eat it. Pad your stomach first."
Jiang Qijue's hands froze.
Chu Queshang turned his head and gave the other half to Xing Leyuan.
Looking at the sweet sweet potato that was slightly steaming in his hand, Xing Leyuan thought of the scene just now——
"I saw Xia Miaomiao lying in a pool of blood... The two pools of blood were mixed together, and I don't know whose it is... Woohoo, half of her head was bitten off, and all the pink things were exposed." Saying that, Xing Leyuan made himself retch again.
He started to eat while crying: "That death is terrible, I've never seen it like this. Woooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo... " the soft glutinous sweet potato that does not let him think of that screen.
Chu Queshang frowned and asked, "You mean, when Xia Miaomiao was caught by the monster, she was in front of that room?"
Xing Leyuan: "Oh yes, I don't know why, she's there, it's really scary...—by the way, me, me," he sobbed twice: "I also saw that door was opened , but... I was too scared at the time, so I didn't see what was inside."
Chu Queshang said a few words of comfort: "It's okay."
After entering the door, Huaixiu's overall mood was not too high.He held a sweet potato with his head down, and gnawed it with little interest. After Chu Que asked him if he had seen the scene behind the door, he raised his head, with big deep eyes, and replied——
"A pile of corpses."
After Xing Leyuan filled his stomach, his mood calmed down.
This kind of day when he can meet "death" every day, in fact, he is already used to it. After all, there are too many uncertain factors in the game, and no one knows which will come first, the accident or tomorrow.
Here, being able to survive successfully is the respect for other people.
For a moment, the only sound in the room was the "thrilling" sound of the burning fireplace.
Xing Leyuan suddenly asked: "By the way, it's almost evening now...why haven't those two people come back yet?"
Song Yuanding is half dead here, which obviously refers to the timid Hong Jiang and the only other man who is quite normal.
He remembered that when he was looking for Aiweisi, he seemed to have seen Hong Jiang staying with someone, and suddenly glanced at the silver-haired man sitting in the corner who seemed to be 'dragged to the sky'.
But with just such a glance, he discovered a strange scene - Jiang Qijue stared at Huaixiu seemingly, while Huaixiu looked eagerly at Chu Queshang like a "puppy", and Chu Queshang Or... squatting in front of the fireplace, leaning on the fire.
...a weird picture.
Hearing this, Chu Queshang put down the tongs in his hand and turned around, "I didn't see them when I was outside."
Although he didn't have much hope, he still looked at Jiang Qijue and asked, "You acted alone before, have you seen them?"
"..."
Jiang Qijue rolled his eyes, smiled, his white teeth were gloomy, and Chu Queshang knew what he was planning, so he subconsciously blurted out: "Forget it, needless to say."
After speaking, he couldn't help but froze for a moment.
Because Jiang Qijue wants to know Huaixiu's "personal information", which is actually irrelevant to Chu Queshang. Or maybe, Huaixiu will agree, and Chu Queshang can completely discuss this matter with Huaixiu first. , let him make the choice, but right now...he just refused directly.
Chu Queshang was a little confused.
Before he could think about it, he heard Jiang Qijue say rebelliously again: "Hey, you won't let me say it, but I just said it. I don't know how to make deals everywhere, okay?"
Chu Queshang: "...as you please."
"I don't know." Jiang Qijue occupied a back chair and a stool, and he leaned forward on it, not to mention how casual his posture was.
"All I know is that Hong Jiang followed me facelessly because of my charm after he was dismissed by another one. Later...after he met the snowman, he was buried in the snow."
He narrowed his phoenix eyes, as if thinking, and then said: "It seems to be in the square—remember that snowman? If I'm not mistaken, that snowman is probably him."
The air is cold for a few seconds.
Xing Leyuan was dumbfounded, and stammered: "You mean he died?!—how could this happen... how long has it been, just, have three died?" He felt a moment of fear.
But Jiang Qijue turned his head and glanced at him, and whistled with a smile. When Xing Leyuan saw it, he shivered like a rabbit with fried fur.
It may be that Jiang Qijue went upstairs to rest early when he saw that there was no 'use value' and no one paid attention to him.
Night is coming, and the sound of howling snow outside the house is "slapping" and smashing, which can almost cover the sound of firewood blending.
There was still no movement outside the door, and the room was quiet, as if lying on a hypnotic bed, making Xing Leyuan's head like a wooden fish hammer, up and down, precarious, and finally couldn't hold it back, so he simply The blanket on the floor will do.
"Aren't you going to go to rest? It's late." Chu Queshang asked Huaixiu softly when he saw that Huaixiu didn't seem to be sleepy yet.
He shook his head, his fair and slender neck was wrapped by the black woolen scarf that Chu Queshang had given him, he lowered his head slightly, and half of his face was buried, "Then why don't you sleep?"
"..." Good boy, he actually learned how to ask questions.
Chu Queshang was sitting upright, his body was so tense that he didn't notice it, "Let's see if anyone will come back later, and see if Song Yuan will get better after twelve o'clock..."
"Oh." Huaixiu suddenly stood up and sat next to him.
He took the opponent's arm very naturally, and put his head on his shoulder. After a while, he heard a sullen voice: "Well, I'm sorry, it's my fault."
"Huh?" Chu Queshang turned his head, and immediately noticed his long black eyelashes like a small fan fluttering in the dim light, so much so that he forgot to notice his overly intimate and natural movements, and asked: " Why did you say that."
After a while, Huaixiu raised his head, and the whole fair and delicate face came into his eyes. His nose was delicate and straight, his eyes were clear but vast like the sea, and his soft hair was pasted on his forehead. At first glance, it looked a bit like It is a doll that cannot be touched or played with.
"Because you just came to the game not long ago."
Chu Queshang seemed to understand what he meant.
He then lowered his eyelids halfway, hiding the light in his eyes, and pursed his lips as if he felt aggrieved and guilty, "If I hadn't forced you to come to Lier Island, you wouldn't be so 'fearful', would you? .Others have participated in the game several times, and must be used to it, but you—"
"Actually, I'm fine." Chu Queshang said.He actually doesn't know how to comfort people, but he could hear the guilt in the other person, looked at his beautiful eyes, thought for a while, and said, "Really. It's just that I was thinking, is every dungeon going to die? Are there so many people?..."
After finishing speaking, Chu Queshang felt that he seemed a little hypocritical. He felt a little embarrassed, and subconsciously wanted to withdraw, but the next second, Huaixiu exerted all his strength, grasped his cold palm tightly, and his eyes were firm. Decision: "'Death' is normal in games - but trust me, you won't die. Because of me."
"..." Chu Queshang scratched his fingers.
At this moment, the two are very close to each other. This posture of mutual dependence is very intimate. It seems that only one of them can touch the corner of his forehead or the mandible by leaning forward and raising his head.
The tip of Chu Queshang's nose was filled with the smell of Huaixiu being roasted warmly. It was clear but warm, like a ray of morning light shining on broken ice in winter.
"..." He suddenly felt something was wrong, and asked earnestly, "Huaixiu, do you have a cold? Why is your face so red?"
The author has something to say: Come late!Happy Dragon Boat Festival! !
By the way, how do the little angels who participated in the fourth and sixth grades feel? QAQ
—
哦想起来了!很感谢给我抓虫抓错别字的小天使orz但是我现在没多少余额,得等下个月jj给我发工资,才可以给你们发红包,让虫虫变成小花,呜呜抱歉了TAT感谢在2021-06-1115:31:14~2021-06-1223:00:01期间为我投出霸王票或灌溉营养液的小天使哦~
Thanks to the little angels of the irrigation nutrient solution: Shiyi, Jiuzhi 1 bottle;
Thank you very much for your support, I will continue to work hard!
It just happened to scan the barrage, and Chu Queshang, as the person involved, fell into a state of contemplation for a while, but it was a pity that he thought about it several times, but he didn't seem to understand the meaning of the barrage.
Because he didn't understand why they thought he was having an affair with Huaixiu? ? ...Even though I may like the same sex, but the other party doesn't look like it.
At this time, the sound of "grass" urged Chu to make an agreement.
He turned his head and saw that Jiang Qijue was holding the sweet potato that had been roasted until its shell was black with his bare hands.
Because he had just taken it out of the fire, the sweet potato was grilled at a high temperature, and his hands were soon stained black and red, and the sweet potato was also jumping back and forth with hot air in his left and right hands.
"..."
Chu Queshang twitched the corner of his mouth, feeling a little headache: "This is food, not a ball for juggling."
Jiang Qijue insisted: "It's not that you are too hot!"
Chu Queshang: "I didn't let you eat now either."
Jiang Qijue: "Grass."
When Xing Leyuan and Huaixiu returned to the apartment, they saw this horrifying scene——
There was a man who put his feet up on the table, leaned back on the chair, and ate soft and tender sweet potatoes with his mouth.Looking away, Chu Queshang was sitting aside, peeling the steaming sweet potatoes with a calm expression.
As if someone who is afraid of eating eats the burnt place, Chu Queshang lowered his eyes, very serious.
I have to say that his appearance really puts Xing Leyuan at a disadvantage.Compared with Huaixiu, his skin is not white, but his facial features are more oriental, and his temperament is colder than others. He also wears a loose sweater lazily and casually, just sitting there It's very eye-catching.
But Xing Leyuan didn't dare to appreciate his beauty at the moment, he moved his eyes emptily, but looked at the people next to him, and didn't dare to speak: "..."
Huai Xiu turned his head and smiled at him: "?"
Xing Leyuan even saw his forehead twitching.
Noticing that the figure blocking the door stopped the wind and snow outside the house, Chu Queshang raised his head in time, revealing a pair of amber eyes under the tips of brown hair, which were slightly heated by the firelight.
"You are back." But when he noticed that there were only the two of them, he couldn't help but ask, "Why...you two?"
Hearing that Xing Leyuan was a little depressed and in a daze: "...she, she..."
During the period, Huaixiu entered the house, and the scorching heat melted the frost on his body.There were no chairs in the room, so he could only smile and sit on the blanket on the floor, right in front of Chu Queshang.
Seeing Wu Yan, as if he had a premonition of something, Chu Queshang silently patted the other person's thin shoulder with the back of his hand, and handed him the half-sweet sweet potato, "This is left by Ai Weisi, Jiang Qijue ate it It's okay, you should be able to eat it. Pad your stomach first."
Jiang Qijue's hands froze.
Chu Queshang turned his head and gave the other half to Xing Leyuan.
Looking at the sweet sweet potato that was slightly steaming in his hand, Xing Leyuan thought of the scene just now——
"I saw Xia Miaomiao lying in a pool of blood... The two pools of blood were mixed together, and I don't know whose it is... Woohoo, half of her head was bitten off, and all the pink things were exposed." Saying that, Xing Leyuan made himself retch again.
He started to eat while crying: "That death is terrible, I've never seen it like this. Woooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo... " the soft glutinous sweet potato that does not let him think of that screen.
Chu Queshang frowned and asked, "You mean, when Xia Miaomiao was caught by the monster, she was in front of that room?"
Xing Leyuan: "Oh yes, I don't know why, she's there, it's really scary...—by the way, me, me," he sobbed twice: "I also saw that door was opened , but... I was too scared at the time, so I didn't see what was inside."
Chu Queshang said a few words of comfort: "It's okay."
After entering the door, Huaixiu's overall mood was not too high.He held a sweet potato with his head down, and gnawed it with little interest. After Chu Que asked him if he had seen the scene behind the door, he raised his head, with big deep eyes, and replied——
"A pile of corpses."
After Xing Leyuan filled his stomach, his mood calmed down.
This kind of day when he can meet "death" every day, in fact, he is already used to it. After all, there are too many uncertain factors in the game, and no one knows which will come first, the accident or tomorrow.
Here, being able to survive successfully is the respect for other people.
For a moment, the only sound in the room was the "thrilling" sound of the burning fireplace.
Xing Leyuan suddenly asked: "By the way, it's almost evening now...why haven't those two people come back yet?"
Song Yuanding is half dead here, which obviously refers to the timid Hong Jiang and the only other man who is quite normal.
He remembered that when he was looking for Aiweisi, he seemed to have seen Hong Jiang staying with someone, and suddenly glanced at the silver-haired man sitting in the corner who seemed to be 'dragged to the sky'.
But with just such a glance, he discovered a strange scene - Jiang Qijue stared at Huaixiu seemingly, while Huaixiu looked eagerly at Chu Queshang like a "puppy", and Chu Queshang Or... squatting in front of the fireplace, leaning on the fire.
...a weird picture.
Hearing this, Chu Queshang put down the tongs in his hand and turned around, "I didn't see them when I was outside."
Although he didn't have much hope, he still looked at Jiang Qijue and asked, "You acted alone before, have you seen them?"
"..."
Jiang Qijue rolled his eyes, smiled, his white teeth were gloomy, and Chu Queshang knew what he was planning, so he subconsciously blurted out: "Forget it, needless to say."
After speaking, he couldn't help but froze for a moment.
Because Jiang Qijue wants to know Huaixiu's "personal information", which is actually irrelevant to Chu Queshang. Or maybe, Huaixiu will agree, and Chu Queshang can completely discuss this matter with Huaixiu first. , let him make the choice, but right now...he just refused directly.
Chu Queshang was a little confused.
Before he could think about it, he heard Jiang Qijue say rebelliously again: "Hey, you won't let me say it, but I just said it. I don't know how to make deals everywhere, okay?"
Chu Queshang: "...as you please."
"I don't know." Jiang Qijue occupied a back chair and a stool, and he leaned forward on it, not to mention how casual his posture was.
"All I know is that Hong Jiang followed me facelessly because of my charm after he was dismissed by another one. Later...after he met the snowman, he was buried in the snow."
He narrowed his phoenix eyes, as if thinking, and then said: "It seems to be in the square—remember that snowman? If I'm not mistaken, that snowman is probably him."
The air is cold for a few seconds.
Xing Leyuan was dumbfounded, and stammered: "You mean he died?!—how could this happen... how long has it been, just, have three died?" He felt a moment of fear.
But Jiang Qijue turned his head and glanced at him, and whistled with a smile. When Xing Leyuan saw it, he shivered like a rabbit with fried fur.
It may be that Jiang Qijue went upstairs to rest early when he saw that there was no 'use value' and no one paid attention to him.
Night is coming, and the sound of howling snow outside the house is "slapping" and smashing, which can almost cover the sound of firewood blending.
There was still no movement outside the door, and the room was quiet, as if lying on a hypnotic bed, making Xing Leyuan's head like a wooden fish hammer, up and down, precarious, and finally couldn't hold it back, so he simply The blanket on the floor will do.
"Aren't you going to go to rest? It's late." Chu Queshang asked Huaixiu softly when he saw that Huaixiu didn't seem to be sleepy yet.
He shook his head, his fair and slender neck was wrapped by the black woolen scarf that Chu Queshang had given him, he lowered his head slightly, and half of his face was buried, "Then why don't you sleep?"
"..." Good boy, he actually learned how to ask questions.
Chu Queshang was sitting upright, his body was so tense that he didn't notice it, "Let's see if anyone will come back later, and see if Song Yuan will get better after twelve o'clock..."
"Oh." Huaixiu suddenly stood up and sat next to him.
He took the opponent's arm very naturally, and put his head on his shoulder. After a while, he heard a sullen voice: "Well, I'm sorry, it's my fault."
"Huh?" Chu Queshang turned his head, and immediately noticed his long black eyelashes like a small fan fluttering in the dim light, so much so that he forgot to notice his overly intimate and natural movements, and asked: " Why did you say that."
After a while, Huaixiu raised his head, and the whole fair and delicate face came into his eyes. His nose was delicate and straight, his eyes were clear but vast like the sea, and his soft hair was pasted on his forehead. At first glance, it looked a bit like It is a doll that cannot be touched or played with.
"Because you just came to the game not long ago."
Chu Queshang seemed to understand what he meant.
He then lowered his eyelids halfway, hiding the light in his eyes, and pursed his lips as if he felt aggrieved and guilty, "If I hadn't forced you to come to Lier Island, you wouldn't be so 'fearful', would you? .Others have participated in the game several times, and must be used to it, but you—"
"Actually, I'm fine." Chu Queshang said.He actually doesn't know how to comfort people, but he could hear the guilt in the other person, looked at his beautiful eyes, thought for a while, and said, "Really. It's just that I was thinking, is every dungeon going to die? Are there so many people?..."
After finishing speaking, Chu Queshang felt that he seemed a little hypocritical. He felt a little embarrassed, and subconsciously wanted to withdraw, but the next second, Huaixiu exerted all his strength, grasped his cold palm tightly, and his eyes were firm. Decision: "'Death' is normal in games - but trust me, you won't die. Because of me."
"..." Chu Queshang scratched his fingers.
At this moment, the two are very close to each other. This posture of mutual dependence is very intimate. It seems that only one of them can touch the corner of his forehead or the mandible by leaning forward and raising his head.
The tip of Chu Queshang's nose was filled with the smell of Huaixiu being roasted warmly. It was clear but warm, like a ray of morning light shining on broken ice in winter.
"..." He suddenly felt something was wrong, and asked earnestly, "Huaixiu, do you have a cold? Why is your face so red?"
The author has something to say: Come late!Happy Dragon Boat Festival! !
By the way, how do the little angels who participated in the fourth and sixth grades feel? QAQ
—
哦想起来了!很感谢给我抓虫抓错别字的小天使orz但是我现在没多少余额,得等下个月jj给我发工资,才可以给你们发红包,让虫虫变成小花,呜呜抱歉了TAT感谢在2021-06-1115:31:14~2021-06-1223:00:01期间为我投出霸王票或灌溉营养液的小天使哦~
Thanks to the little angels of the irrigation nutrient solution: Shiyi, Jiuzhi 1 bottle;
Thank you very much for your support, I will continue to work hard!
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