Only one kiss is allowed

"During the laning phase, you made two roaming decisions very well, why didn't you implement them?" Pei Yu asked while leaning back on the chair, watching the game video just now.

Wen Qi lowered his eyes: "I have made many decisions, and only two waves are correct."

Pei Yu lowered her eyelashes and said nothing.

"God Pen is a T1 support, it will be easier to match him." Wen Qi looked at the details of his laning, "He also plays well in laning, and the team is also excellent, even..."

"You can't avoid being compared to a professional player," Pei Yu's voice was very flat, with almost no emotional ups and downs, "but if you look down on yourself, you don't want to win."

Wen Qi froze in his seat.

Pei Yu took the chair back with a blank expression: "I'll be alone first."

Wen Qi sat on the spot, staring at the computer screen with slightly distracted eyes, trembling fingertips, and pale face.

Wen Qi has always felt that he is a bit out of place compared with the progressive players.

How should I describe this feeling, as if I was a scumbag who was lucky enough to get into the top student class. It is only natural for others to work hard, but my own hard work is a bit... like a clown jumping on the beam.

If you don't make progress after doing your best, you will definitely be laughed at.

Obviously his upper limit is a bit lower than others, he can't shine like Pei Yu after just two years of playing, let alone have the big heart of Sheng Tang, he can only play the role of sparring partner silently, watching his teammates improve, Follow the team.

But doesn't he want to win?

No, it is not.

Wen Qi bit his lip, the belated hot feeling was like a slap on his face, which made him ashamed.

He quietly moved the chair away and went upstairs quickly.

As soon as Sheng Tang fell asleep, Wen Qi opened the door and came in.

Panting, with red eyes, Sheng Tang glanced sideways: "Is there something chasing you outside?"

Wen Qi was taken aback by him, and quickly shook his head: "No, I'll take a bath."

strange.

But Sheng Tang wasn't the character that others deliberately covered up and wanted to find out. He lay down on the bed and set the alarm clock, ready to fall asleep.

The last two games in January were on similar dates. After winning the first game 2-0, the coaching staff for the first time canceled the traditional custom of eating a meal after winning the game.

"If the five games in January can be won in a small game, then we hope to create the best record in team history this year." The coach said.

"Best score in team history?" Arika tilted her head, "Aren't we still there?"

"Now it's only eight consecutive victories in small games, and four consecutive victories in big games." The coach dug up the game records, "Three years ago, when MIG was at its peak, it won nine consecutive victories in small games and ten consecutive victories in big games."

Three years ago.

Sheng Tang recalled for a while, probably not long after he became a fan of MIG, Swer was still a big boss in the middle lane of his career, and was hailed as MIG's most promising year.

The final result of the most promising year was the semi-finals of the World Championships, which also continued the history of the team. The team has never reached the World Championships and runners-up in the six years since its establishment.

Arika realized something was wrong when she touched the mouse, and dangled her own pad: "Hey, coach, my mouse pad is broken again, can I change it when I go back?"

Zhou Jianyuan moved forward a bit: "How do you use it? I see you have changed it several times."

"How many times!" Arika counted with her fingers, "I've changed four times in the past three months!"

"Xiaotang hasn't changed since he came in!" The coach patted his forehead with a notebook, "Poor students have a lot of stationery."

The car laughed loudly, and when Sheng Tang turned his head, he saw Wen Qi sitting in front of him. He was holding a tablet and watching the game video seriously.

Look at the first perspective of the Pen.

Since Wen Qi rushed back to the room that day, Sheng Tang seems to have never heard of him crying to the captain to be a substitute, and... his previous efforts to hide and hide have finally seen the light recently, Wen Qi said " The aura of breaking the jar and smashing" struggled with him in silence every day.

They are like high school bullies who still stay in the classroom after evening self-study in the third year of high school.

Thinking of this, Sheng Tang looked back at Pei Yu who was sitting behind him.

Carpe wears a personal blindfold and rests against the car window.

Sheng Tang was a little curious if this person was pretending, after all, he himself leaned against the window, and the bumps on the road made him feel that his brains had been shaken.

But Pei Yu slept soundly all the way, and when she got off the car, she was still a little bit unsatisfied.

Sheng Tang was the one who was given the heavy responsibility to wake him up.

"How about I go inside and get you a quilt, and you sleep here all night?" Sheng Tang stood outside the car door and stretched, "It's so sore."

Pei Yu's left temple still had the mark of an eyepatch, and her slightly long hair was messy. When she came down, she squinted her eyes and looked at Sheng Tang for a long time: "How sour?"

Sheng Tang clenched his fist and hammered his back: "Waist." Probably because he stayed up too late these two days.

He roughly calculated that, except for fragmented time such as going to the toilet and eating, he can sit in front of the computer for more than ten hours a day.

I have to find the team doctor to see if there is anything to relieve backache...

Sheng Tang was just thinking about whether to use a spray or a patch, when suddenly a hand came up and gently rubbed his lower back.

"Ah..." He barely had time to think, and blurted out.

This cry was caught off guard and terrified, and also mixed with just the right amount of coquettishness, it sounded...unexpected.

Pei Yu's sleepy eyes were much clearer at this moment, falling on the tips of Sheng Tang's red ears, mixed with surprise and astonishment.

After he restarted his mind, the program was indeed running a bit slowly. What he heard was Sheng Tang's backache, and he subconsciously wanted to help relieve it, but he forgot to estimate the intimacy of this action.

"Sorry." His voice was much softer, sincere and full of apology, "I just want to rub it for you."

The most untouchable part of Sheng Tang is his waist, as if someone else's fingertips touch it, his whole body will be scratched by the fluffy hair, so crisp that he doesn't even have the strength to stand still.

Horrified and ashamed, he covered the place Pei Yu had just touched with his hand, and rubbed away the strange and strange feeling fiercely.

The longer the two looked at each other, the more embarrassing they felt.

"It's so cold outside." The driver carried a box of sundries cleared from the base, "Go back quickly, don't catch a cold again."

The two said hello in a low voice, and walked back to the base in embarrassment one after the other.

When this happened, Sheng Tang made up his mind to avoid talking to Pei Yu at least until the next match.

But God did not wish.

The water heater in the base was broken. Among the four rooms, only the water heater in Pei Yu's room was good, because his one was newly installed at the beginning of the year, and the age of use was different.

"Our base is absolutely perfect." Arika touched the freezing cold water in the bathroom, "I remember once the lights on the second floor or which floor collectively went out, and I went to bed in the dark in the middle of the night."

Zhou Jianyuan looked serious: "I think it's possible..."

Song Xingyao: "That's enough."

Sheng Tang still wanted to hear half of Zhou Jianyuan's words, but Song Xingyao interrupted with a serious face: "I have already told Sister Wen that someone will come to repair it tomorrow, and you are now queuing up to Xiaoyu's room to wash."

Wen Qi was the first and Sheng Tang was the last.

After the person went up, Sheng Tang was still struggling with the issue of going up to take a shower, so Arika came over and said, "Are you just curious about what Brother Zhou wants to say?"

"Ah?" Sheng Tang didn't react for a while, and said casually, "Mmm."

Arika said "I knew it", then stretched out her hand and pulled Zhou Jianyuan's chair over: "Brother Zhou, tell him the strange story about our team base."

Zhou Jianyuan looked serious: "There are dirty things in our base."

Sheng Tang: "..."

Sheng Tang: "???"

Zhou Jianyuan was a little strangely calm: "It should be on the third floor. I saw it when I first came here."

Sheng Tang felt that his voice was a little floaty: "Have you... seen it before?"

Arika looked at the two happily, with an expression of watching outsiders.

"But it shouldn't harm anyone. It's just here. Occasionally, there will be some problems in our base when there are fluctuations." Zhou Jianyuan touched the mouse, "For example, the lights are off, or the water heater is broken."

Sheng Tang felt a little wooden.

"How can you……"

Arika reminded from next door: "Have you forgotten Brother Zhou's grandma?"

Sheng Tang swallowed the remaining half of the sentence.

No way?An e-sports giant, a well-known team sitting in a large villa in Linjiang, unexpectedly...

"Do you know why we suddenly changed our base this year?" Arika said mysteriously, "Our team's performance was so poor last year, and the sponsorship ran out long ago. How can we have money to live in the previous base? It's not the current one... you Do you know why this piece is cheap?"

"Ah!" Sheng Tang was so frightened that he stepped on the back heel of the gaming chair and slipped down. He couldn't sit still. The horror spread from the depths of his blood vessels and was pumped to every corner of his body by his heart.

shit.

Arika laughed, very satisfied with his reaction: "I'm lying to you, why are you so cute!"

Zhou Jianyuan glanced at Arika hesitantly, and then smiled: "Yeah."

Sheng Tang: No, I suspect you, Arika, are the only ones being cheated.

"Anyway, don't think too much, it won't affect our daily life." Zhou Jianyuan said, "We've lived here for so long and it's fine."

Song Xingyao, who was packing up his things in the room, went downstairs and guessed something when he saw Sheng Tang's pale face, and grabbed Arika's ear: "Did you tell me not to talk nonsense?"

Sheng Tang quickly turned around: "Captain, they are joking, right?"

"Of course." Song Xingyao looked serious, and then walked unnaturally to the next door to Zhou Jianyuan, "Xiao Zhou, I will sleep with you tonight."

"Oh, okay."

Arika: "Captain, don't you always like to be alone in a room? What are you doing tonight?"

Song Xingyao was quite unnatural: "Shut your mouth."

Sheng Tang: ...Your MIG is really interesting.

These half-truths and half-false rumors spread in the base, and Sheng Tang inexplicably felt something was wrong.

For example, in the middle of playing a game, his back suddenly felt cold.Or how the wind from the window on the first floor sounds like someone is crying...

The teammates went upstairs to wash and rest one after another. When Sheng Tang came back to his senses, he and Wen Qi were the only ones left on the first floor.

Wen Qi was the first to wash up, and he continued his journey of being a master after coming down.

In the past, in order to save resources, the lights on the MIG upstairs would be turned off after ten o'clock, so it is not difficult to discredit the upstairs.

But tonight is very different. Things that I ignored before have become strange and mysterious after chatting with Arika and Zhou Jianyuan last night.

Sheng Tang is actually afraid of the dark and ghosts... Just like on the rainy night after breaking up with Pei Yu, a thunderstorm could scare him out of his mind.

He wanted Wen Qi to accompany him upstairs, but Wen Qi's game was in the middle of the game, and seeing that it was the key to life and death, it was a bit hypocritical for him to drag people to accompany him.

However, he had to go back to his room alone in the dark, and then go to Pei Yu's to wash up before going back to his room... The second floor is just a little away from the third floor, and he had to go through that dark corridor many times.

Sheng Tang connected the earphones, turned up the song that Xiao Jiu used to dance to the loudest, and only took that step when he felt that someone was dancing wildly in his brain.

Come on, Sheng Tang, you are the bravest mid laner.

The first step up the dark steps.

I'm sorry I'm an asshole.

As soon as Sheng Tang retreated, he suddenly saw a blurry black shadow reflected on the tiles on the corner wall of the second floor.

The wind whistling outside the door blew along to the feet, and it was so cool that people lost consciousness. I don't know where the light source came from, but it fell below anyway, and I could see the outline of the shadow.

Thin and tall... No neck, not no neck, but something draped over the shoulders... Long hair?

Except for Sister Wen, no one in the base has shoulder-length hair. Who is this, the one on the third floor?

When Sheng Tang was so frightened that he could hardly feel his own heartbeat, the shadow came to the corner of the stairs.

"Sheng Tang?"

Sheng Tang was so frightened that his feet went limp, and he slumped on the ground while holding on to the handrail of the stairs, unable to make a sound.

Pei Yu didn't expect him to collapse suddenly. She thought it was anemia or dizziness, and only found him awake after rushing down the stairs.

His eyes were wide open, his breathing was short of breath, and his fingertips were turning white as he grasped the handrail of the stairs.

The towel that Pei Yu put on her hair fell on her shoulders, and a trace of warm moisture permeated Sheng Tang: "What's wrong with you?"

The light from the first floor was reflected on Pei Yu's facial features, and Sheng Tang finally realized the reality. There is no such thing as a long-haired female ghost. It was Pei Yu who went downstairs with a towel on after washing her hair.

There's nothing weird about the base.

Sheng Tang let go, leaned against the stairs as if prostrated, laughed, and raised his hand to grab the earphones that fell in his arms.

"What's the matter?" Pei Yu was quite frightened by his expression, and raised her hand to clasp his wrist, "Does it hurt in your chest? Can you still move? Go sit down first and I'll give Sister Wen..."

"It's okay." Sheng Tang let go of his hand and turned off the music, "I was just scared."

He licked his lips, the water light awakened the blood on the thin lips, and his face looked much better after breathing smoothly.

Pei Yu glanced back at the stairs she had passed, and probably guessed something: "Afraid of the dark?"

"... Mmm." Sheng Tang didn't really want to explain unnecessary things to him.

Pei Yu didn't ask, but just squatted in front of him: "Then can you stand up now?"

"Stand up." Sheng Tang reached out to grab the handrail again, but was pulled up by Pei Yu's wrist.

"It doesn't look very capable." Pei Yu sighed softly, "I'll help you up."

Sheng Tang was a little embarrassed, but it would be much easier to have someone to accompany him now, and he could still hear the whirring wind.

Pei Yu helped him to the second floor, pushed open the door of Sheng Tang's room, and touched the light by the door first.

The vision brightened, and the fear hanging in Sheng Tang's chest dissipated. He let go of the hand that secretly tugged at the corner of Pei Yu's clothes, and went into the room looking for clothes as if nothing had happened.

Pei Yu leaned against the door, watching the expression on his lips as he turned his clothes tightly.

He used to think that Sheng Tang was afraid of thunder, but now it seemed that was not the case, he was afraid of the dark.

It's not uncommon to be afraid of something, but he still wants to know when Sheng Tang started to be afraid and why.

Sheng Tang turned over his pajamas and bath towel, wrapped them up and walked to the door: "I'll go to your room to take a shower."

"Yeah." Pei Yu turned sideways, "Are you walking in front?"

"why?"

"I'll help you block the darkness."

"...Up to you." Sheng Tang snorted, but still walked in front of Pei Yu obediently.

Pei Yu's room was a little messier than expected, but it wasn't the mess in a boy's room with stinky socks and ugly shoes flying around, but the mess of a bunch of dolls everywhere.

"Tangtang made it." Pei Yu casually picked up a few on the ground and put them on the cabinet, "It's always jumping around here."

"It's nice to have a cat," Sheng Tang glanced back at him, "to help the master take the blame anytime and anywhere."

Pei Yu stretched out her hand to pull the quilt slightly, and raised her eyelids: "Would you like me to go out when you take a shower?"

"..." Sheng Tang bit his back molars lightly.

He had seen horror movies before and was deeply impressed by one scene.

The male protagonist is taking a shower, and that thing is hanging on the wall of the bathroom, and the water sprayed by the shower is dripping with blood...

The film that had been dusty in my memory for several years became extremely clear at this moment.

Sheng Tang had the feeling of suddenly stepping into the air again.

Pei Yu watched the child in front of him struggling extremely, and then said through his teeth: "Go out."

Pei Yu turned her head and was about to leave, when she heard Sheng Tang shouting, "Let's go out later."

Sheng Tang felt that he was very shameless like this, but when he saw that Pei Yu still didn't look back, he became a little annoyed, he spoke up, he kept him, he...

Pei Yu found a hair dryer, went to the bathroom, and connected the hair dryer to the nearest electric plug: "Go, I'll dry my hair here, and give our mid laner an eye by the way."

Put an eye on it.

In order to ensure his own safety in the lane, Sheng Tang would often insert the jewelry eye at a specific time, and then he could unscrupulously press the lane to exchange blood.

Pei Yu now treats him as a living real eye.

He touched the tip of his nose, went into the bathroom and closed the door.

Cut, there is nothing to be afraid of.

Sheng Tang put the changed clothes on the shelf, took off his own clothes and tried the water temperature, and only when he felt that it was just right did he regain his senses.

Pei Yu should have just taken a shower here, the bathroom was filled with that very light peach smell.

Obviously the whole MIG is a club of the same taste, but he just feels that Pei Yu's body is different, much lighter, smells much better, and has a little warmth.

Since he dated Pei Yu, the most intimate contact was limited to kisses, the kind that touched the tip of his tongue, too much without doing anything.

Sheng Tang has done a little experiment since he roughly figured out his own orientation, watching small movies.

The first one he watched was Bathroom.avi... Fuck, I remember it very clearly now.

Sheng Tang!Can you be a little bit promising!The person outside the door giving you serious attention is your ex-boyfriend!

In order to restrain himself from messing around in other people's bathrooms, Sheng Tang suddenly caught up with the previous horror movie in a twitch.

How did the hero die?

Oh... half of the wash was strangled to death by the female ghost with her hair.

Sheng Tang, who was in the shower, opened his eyes suddenly, and the water fell into his eyeballs, which hurt for a while.

After taking a messy shower, Sheng Tang shook his wet hair, covered it with a bath towel, wiped it clean and got dressed, only to find that the person outside the door was still drying his hair.

Pei Yu's hair was only a little longer than theirs, and it dried within five to six minutes. Sheng Tang knew that he had taken a shower for at least ten minutes, and the sound of the hair dryer hadn't stopped during this time.

Pei Yu forgot to turn it off?

When he opened the door, he saw Pei Yu leaning on the side playing with his mobile phone, with the blower blowing towards the ceiling.

Seeing him come out, Pei Yu turned it off: "Did you wash it?"

"Hmm." Sheng Tang wiped his hair carelessly with a towel, "Why do you keep the hair dryer on?"

"I'm afraid you think there is no one if there is no sound."

Sheng Tang paused for a moment, then realized that if he was halfway through washing and found the door was quiet, he would definitely be scared.

Pei Yu just held the hair dryer here for more than ten minutes?

"You have real eyes, and you are conscientious." He whispered.

"Well, anti-Gank, I'm a professional."

Sheng Tang couldn't help laughing: "Your fans say you are the flower of Gaoling, I think you talk a lot of nonsense."

Pei Yu thought about it, and it didn't matter: "Fans don't play games with me either."

Sheng Tang looked at him for a while, then raised his hand to grab the other side of the towel, and the large towel just fell down and half covered his eyes.

Pei Yu heard him ask softly, "Can I blow my hair with you?"

"Yeah." Pei Yu handed him the hair dryer, leaving one hand free, "Dirty clothes?"

The washing machines in the base are all on the second floor, and there are no allergies or special circumstances. Everyone washes together, and then the aunt comes to dry them.

Of course, this wash does not include smelly socks and underwear.

Sheng Tang hesitated for a moment, then saw Pei Yu lift up the dirty clothes basket next door: "Put it in, I'll take it together."

Sheng Tang let out an oh, and raised his hand to take out the little underpants that he had washed and rolled up inside.

Pei Yu glanced at the things he held tightly in his hand, and held back a smile: "I have a clothes hanger in my room, take one to dry first, and I'll come back later to accompany you to hang it."

Sheng Tang wanted to say that such a small matter would not bother your old man to accompany you, but when he saw the dark corridor after Pei Yu opened the door, he felt that it was not a trivial matter.

He was so angry that he wanted to rub his pants because of his disappointment.

Although it has been rubbed in the bathroom.

When Pei Yu came back, Sheng Tang had just put his underpants on the hanger. The pure black boxers had no prints, and Sheng Tang's buttocks were not too obvious...

It should be slightly more upright than the curvature shown by the boxer briefs.

Pei Yu felt that the more she thought about it, the more presumptuous she became. When she entered, she lightly kicked the side of the door to remind her.

When Sheng Tang heard the sound, he immediately put the underwear behind him: "Let's go."

Pei Yu stood at the door waiting for Sheng Tang to hang it up. After hanging it up, the two of them seemed to have nothing to do again, and the situation suddenly came to a stalemate.

Sheng Tang wanted to find something to keep him, at least until Wen Qi came up, but he couldn't find a good excuse after searching.

"Did you blow dry your hair?" Pei Yu asked.

"Ah?" Sheng Tang raised his hand to grab it, but it was still a little damp, "It seems not."

"You usually blow like this?" Pei Yu glanced and saw the blower in the cabinet, "Can I come in?"

"Yes." Sheng Tang actually didn't have any concept of space, after all, he still lived with Wen Qi, "The base has heating, it's okay."

Pei Yu took out the blower and connected it, and blew on her palm for a while: "That's what I thought at the beginning, and then I got a fever."

"That's a problem with your physique." Sheng Tang muttered softly, when his fingertips stroked the hair along the hair, a little goosebumps appeared on the back of his neck strangely.It's not shyness, it's just a comfortable overreaction to being touched.

He also likes to be touched on the head.

Pei Yu patiently blew for him, twirling the hair with her fingertips: "The hair quality is pretty good."

"Ok?"

"Dyeing this color will take a lot of bleaching." Pei Yu twisted her hair, "The hair is still soft."

It's soft to the touch, not dry or frizzy at all.

But he actually prefers Sheng Tang's black hair, which complements his fair skin and is obedient.

"Three times, maybe." Sheng Tang felt that his hair was being played lightly by him, it was very comfortable, and gradually he became a little sleepy.

Even though the sound of the wind blowing was so loud, he felt as if he would fall asleep right away.

It seemed to be like this before, Pei Yu helped him dry his hair, Sheng Tang leaned on his waist, his hair was stroked very tenderly.

Pei Yu didn't ask any more questions. When the blow was over, the child was already leaning on her waist, and she slowly sat up straight when she felt that he hadn't moved.

"Did you blow it?" Sheng Tang yawned, his eyes instantly became watery, and even a little bit of eyelashes were wet.

"Well, let's rest." Pei Yu resisted the urge to help him wipe away tears, and said softly, "I'm going back."

After putting away the hair dryer and walking to the door, Pei Yu looked at the button on the wall: "Do you want to turn off the light?"

Sheng Tang was still sitting on the edge of the bed, the drowsiness he felt just now seemed to dissipate in a flash, he turned around and looked at the door with an ah: "No... close it."

Pei Yu turned around: "Huh?"

This answer really doesn't make sense,

Sheng Tang looked outside the dark door and wanted to say no need to close it, but later he would be sleepy and he didn't have the guts to close it.

Just when I was about to speak, there was a soft "boom" outside.

It seemed that something fell to the ground, and the source of the sound was a little far away. Sheng Tang deduced the answer after a long time of recollection - the third floor.

There was a strange noise on the third floor.

Pei Yu glanced outside the door, expressionless: "I'll go up and have a look."

After the person left, Sheng Tang stunned realized that Pei Yu hadn't heard the nonsense that Zhou Jianyuan and Arika were talking about today.

In other words, this person didn't know if there was anything in the base.

It was just after zero o'clock, and it was the time when something came out to make trouble, so Pei Yu went up.

——The well-known AD player tragically died on the third floor of the club in the middle of the night.

A word popped out of Sheng Tang's mind suddenly.

He was a little scared, holding his mobile phone and turning on the flashlight, and walked out of the corridor step by step with difficulty.

"Pei Yu..."

He yelled at the stairs, obviously this is only the corner connecting the second and third floors, but he always felt the illusion that he was in the center of darkness.

No one responded.

He wanted to shout at the top of his voice, it would be best to wake up all the other players in the club and come out together to find someone.

But at this moment, Sheng Tang's voice seemed to have a gate, and he was only allowed to make this decibel sound, no higher.

Sheng Tang stepped on the first step of the stairs leading to the third floor.

So why not find the hallway lights first and then come out?Sheng Tang asked himself regretfully and fearfully.

The sound of whirring wind came from nowhere, and it scraped along his heels.As if stepping on a nail, Sheng Tang quickly raised his legs and ran upstairs. It was only when he stepped on the corridor on the third floor that his fingertips trembled violently.

It's not that serious after ten hours of practice.

"Pei Yu." He cleared his throat and called out, pretending to be calm.

click-

The sound of something falling to the ground came again, and in the utility room, Sheng Tang found his heart beating a little faster.

If Pei Yu was really strangled by the female ghost on the ceiling, he might be able to rush over and hug his legs, or if he couldn't, he would fight the female ghost, and go to hell with you!

Sheng Tang plucked up the courage to break into the utility room, but bumped into Pei Yu head-on.

Pei Yu took two steps back, and the two cats that had just been picked up in the dark reacted fully and landed steadily before Sheng Tang bumped into them.

The two fell back and forth in front of the corridor on the third floor and the door of the utility room.

Looking up at the dark ceiling, Pei Yu suddenly felt a little emotional.

He has thought about the scene of hugging with Sheng Tang many times after getting back together. Sheng Tang is sweet and soft, and he must be like a cotton candy when he hugs him, and he can hold him for a long time.But the reality is that there is a cold dull pain, mixed with a sense of helplessness that is almost taking advantage of others, and even a simple hug needs to be hit by mistake.

After falling down, Sheng Tang got up first, and reached out to touch Pei Yu's face, neck, and waist indiscriminately, always feeling that something would be entangled on it.

Pei Yu could bear it at first, but when Sheng Tang sat on his waist and reached out to press his chest, she couldn't help it anymore.

He suppressed his emotions and asked, "What are you looking for?"

"Hair..." Sheng Tang was still in shock, "No?"

"No." Pei Yu didn't know what was in his little head, but he just answered, "I came up to look for the cat, and the two of them don't sleep here in the middle of the night and fight."

"Cat?" Sheng Tang looked up, only to find that Tangtang and Nengneng were sitting beside him, looking at him and Pei Yu with an almost appreciative attitude.

If I guessed right, it should be for watching, after all, it is too dark to see clearly.

All the restlessness that night turned into a false alarm under the watchful eyes of these two hairballs.

He hurriedly got up from Pei Yu: "Sorry, I thought, I thought..."

Pei Yu sat up, and raised her hand to touch Sheng Tang's side face along the black shadow: "Scared you?"

Sheng Tang took a deep breath, and looked away awkwardly: "I'm sorry."

Pei Yu wanted to laugh a little, but also thought he was cute, so she softened her voice and begged a little: "I'm scared, can I hug you?"

Sheng Tang's brain capacity was a little tight at the moment, and his thoughts were confused, but after Pei Yu said that, he raised his hand.

But before the person was hugged, there was a new movement downstairs.

Zhou Jianyuan carried the censer with three sticks of incense to the stairs on the third floor, clasped his hands together and bowed: "Calm down, or I will find a chance to get rid of you tomorrow."