The second male who guards silently, you can't afford it

After sending Bai Xiaoxi, who had been crying all the time, home, Murong Jiu felt that the air around him was not so thin.

He felt so tired.

This tired mood was directly written on his face, he closed his eyes and leaned on the sofa, frowning and breathing weakly.

When Shao Qihan came out of the bathroom wiping his hair, he saw Murong Jiu looking like he was about to die.

Shao Qihan was startled, quickly shook off the towel in his hand, strode to the dining table, picked up a mug, filled half a cup of hot water by the water dispenser, and then half a cup of cold water, then walked over to Murong Jiu and bent over Push the mug into his hand.

Murong Jiu opened his eyes slightly, raised his cup in a daze, took a sip of warm water, and sighed deeply.

"...You are still reliable."

"Of course," Shao Qihan said disapprovingly, then turned around to find the towel that he had just thrown away, and said, "Brothers are like siblings, women are like clothes, you really think that...that woman is good. "

Murong Jiu half-opened his eyes and tilted his head slightly.

"That."

Shao Qihan followed Murong Jiu's line of sight and found the towel. He shrugged, picked up the towel and began to ravage/crash his head indiscriminately.

Murong Jiu let out another deep sigh.

Tonight...he really didn't want to remember.

This is probably an unbearable memory.

Looking at his unusual friend, Shao Qihan was overjoyed.

Murong Jiu resolved tonight's incident in a decisive and efficient way like a typhoon crossing the border - he was unmoved by Bai Xiaoxi's crying explanation, and paid all the expenses to Langston, and then half-forced and half-coaxed to drive Bai Xiaoxi delivered it to her door, and when she had both feet on the ground, she stepped on the accelerator and drove the car away, leaving Bai Xiaoxi to wave goodbye in the bitter cold wind.

As for Shao Qihan himself?Shao Qihan said that no matter how aggressive he is, he cannot drive drunk.

His driver's license was revoked on the way home after wandering in beauties and wine on the first day by a traffic policeman who was more domineering and hotter than him.

Shao Qihan sent Bai Xiaoxi off in Murong Jiu's car, and then returned to Murong Jiu's home with Murong Jiu in Murong Jiu's car.

He just took a shower, and now he is refreshed, wearing a bathrobe and briefs, so relaxed, and then look at his brother, tsk.

Like a dad who just died.

Murong Jiu was indeed in pain like a father who had just died.

Today he really saw Bai Xiaoxi's crying skills, his windbreaker, his sweater, and his shirt were all wet and cold on the inside and outside.Not only that, he felt his eardrums were buzzing, and Bai Xiaoxi's sharp voice was still circling in his ears.

What a horrible creature, woman!

Murong Jiu was paralyzed like death, not wanting to move.

"Hello." Shao Qihan sat on the other side of the sofa, also closed his eyes and stretched out his limbs comfortably, and said, "Ajiu, do you really like that woman?"

"I'm going to take a shower!"

When Shao Qihan opened his eyes, he only saw Murong Jiu's firm back.

"..."

By the time Murong Jiu walked out of the bathroom naked, Shao Qihan had already fallen asleep on the sofa, and Shao Qihan who had fallen asleep naturally missed this sweet scene.

Murong Jiu walked into the bedroom with a gloomy face, striding her slim, slender and fair legs, shaking her heavy balls and the little Ajiu entangled in thick/dense/shame/hair.

He opened the closet vigorously, took out his underwear and nightgown and put them on.

Shao Qihan not only used his bathroom, but also wore the bathrobe and underwear he put in the bathroom, so he had no choice but to run naked/running around in his own home.

After dressing "neatly", Murong Jiu walked through the long corridor and stood still in front of the sofa in the living room.

He looked down at his friend's sleeping face, thought for a while, then lifted the other's arms spread out on the back of the sofa and placed them by his side, then bent down and lifted his feet on the ground to place them at one end of the sofa, and pushed his friend head.

Murong Jiu watched with satisfaction that his labor was successful—Shao ​​Qihan was lying on the white sofa in a posture that was not very comfortable no matter how you looked at it.Murong Jiu folded his arms and looked at it carefully, and left the living room with a smile on his face.

After being tormented like this, it's no wonder that Shao Qihan didn't wake up. He woke up when Murong Jiu looked at him with murderous eyes, but he just pretended to be still asleep.

Shao Qihan, who closed his eyes tightly, felt the anger in the other party's movements, and gave up the idea of ​​waiting to sleep in the guest room.

Shao Qihan turned over, feeling lucky that the sofa was big enough and soft, and the central air conditioner in the living room was not turned off by his friend, and fell into a deep sleep again.

He, Shao Qihan, is also very tired tonight, okay?

Shao Qihan complained vaguely in his heart, and suddenly felt a piece of softness covering himself.

He groaned comfortably and fell asleep completely.

Shao Qihan was awakened by the pain.

He opened his eyes in pain, and felt that there was no pain in his body. He struggled to sit up, and found that he was wrapped in a messy quilt and sitting on a soft carpet, and the sofa was empty. one person.

No wonder he felt pain, feeling himself fell asleep and rolled off the sofa.

Shao Qihan stood up on the sofa, stretched out his arms to move his muscles and bones, and then he felt a little better, but the pain in his limbs eased, and it became more and more contrasted with the tight underwear that wrapped him hard and stiff. It's how uncomfortable people are.

Shao Qihan strode into the bathroom, intending to solve his own little problem.

When he looked up at the neatly placed shower gel, shampoo and other utensils on the bronze iron shelf in front of him, he couldn't help cursing in a low voice.

This is Murong Jiu's bathroom, no wonder he feels the smell here is somewhat familiar.

Shao Qihan moaned, and he found himself getting harder.

It was the first time for him to do this kind of thing in Murong Jiu's territory...

Shao Qihan opened his eyes, sweat slid down his cheeks, he looked at the viscous liquid slowly sliding down the bathroom wall, and turned on the exquisitely crafted faucet expressionlessly, water at a suitable temperature came out of the shower, and soon Rinse everything out.

Afterwards, he took a combat shower, and walked into his own guest room naked and wet.

Shao Qihan and Murong Jiu have been dating for many years, so they naturally have their own territory in Murong Jiu's luxurious villa.

After digging out the clothes from the closet and putting them on, Shao Qihan found that it was almost nine o'clock.

When he went down the spiral staircase, he found Murong Jiu was sitting on the sofa reading a newspaper, with a cup of black tea curling up in front of him.

Murong Jiu was wearing a white shirt, a navy blue knitted sweater, and black slacks underneath, exuding a comfortable and gentle atmosphere.

Hearing the movement, Murong Jiu turned his head to look at Shao Qihan, he smiled softly and said, "Han, you slept comfortably last night."

"..." Shao Qihan remained silent.

"In the kitchen in the morning, go and eat by yourself." Murong Jiu smiled softly again, turned her head and focused all her attention on the newspaper.

As Shao Qihan walked into the kitchen, he was thinking about how he had offended his friend.

It is obvious that Murong Jiu has changed, he has become inexplicable and doesn't care about him at all - he didn't ask how he was doing when he was in a car accident, he didn't call to thank him when he delivered breakfast, and he didn't contact him for a whole week, Shao Qihan knew The other party is busy with business affairs, but this attitude is too chilling.

To be honest, if he hadn't been suddenly messed up by an inexplicable woman last night, Shao Qihan would have had a good talk with Murong Jiu, otherwise he wouldn't have had a whim to order a bottle of wine.

In the end, nothing was negotiated, no wine was drunk, and I slept on the floor all night.

Shao Qihan violently brought the porcelain plate containing fried eggs, small bread and milk to the dining table, and impatiently poked everything he could poke with a knife and fork.

He couldn't understand Murong Jiu more and more.

Thinking about using the other party's body wash just now...

Shao Qihan became even more annoyed, not only did he not understand Murong Jiu more and more, but also himself.

Shao Qihan was tossing and tossing in the kitchen, and Murong Jiu, who was sitting in the living room, was also feeling uncomfortable. Hearing the sound of ping-pong-pong coming from the kitchen, he simply put down the newspaper and took a sip from his teacup.

He also didn't know why he was like this, and he was always suffocating in his heart, wanting to pull Shao Qihan over and beat him up at any time, and then reprimanded him loudly in front of him.

"Why are you robbing me of women?"

"Why are you so merciless?"

"Why did you kill me?"

Murong Jiu shook his head, feeling ridiculous.

The fault is not Shao Qihan, but Murong Jiu.

It was him, Murong Jiu, who was hopeless.

He put the teacup on the coffee table, stood up and walked into the kitchen, pulled the bench opposite Shao Qihan and sat down, the other party was drinking milk expressionlessly.

Murong Jiu propped his chin with his right hand, and tapped the glass dining table rhythmically with the index finger of his left hand.

"John, have you been at the club all week?"

Shao Qihan sneered, and said in a cold tone: "Hmph, no one cares what I want to do."

Murong Jiu lowered her eyes and said after a while: "This time it's my fault..."

Shao Qihan didn't say anything about this sentence, and the suffocating and terrible silence enveloped the two of them.

"never mind."

Just when Murong Jiu couldn't stand the atmosphere and wanted to leave directly, Shao Qihan suddenly spoke, and Murong Jiu looked at him in a daze.

"I never give in easily." Shao Qihan shook the milk in the glass and said lightly, "I don't know what's wrong with you, but I hope you can solve it as soon as possible—"

He met Murong Jiu's eyes, and said word by word: "—Ajiu, I regard you as my most important person, what about you?"

Shao Qihan raised his head and drank the last sip of milk, stood up calmly, then turned and left.

Murong Jiu sat blankly, unable to regain consciousness for a long time.

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Harmony version... ahem.