I am miserable by being attacked by the social bully

Everything is my fault. "

Liao Muqiu raised his head and smiled, "It's good that the benefactor knows."

I didn't speak, just lay beside him and watched the advertisement on TV casually.

There are many things that can be broken by language.

It's like the cold war between me and Liao Muqiu, even though he didn't say it or admit it.But we all know that the other party is in a bad mood, although this cold war is only his one-sided.

As I said before, as long as it doesn't get too involved, I'm happy to back down.Because I know that as long as I give up this step, Liao Muqiu and I will reconcile as before.

Just like now, Liao Muqiu lay directly on my stomach after eating, he randomly placed the lunch box on the corner of the table, and the trash can was at his feet, but he didn't want to throw it in.

I slapped him lightly on the head and said, "Master, you should throw away the box after you finish eating."

Liao Muqiu snorted twice, but didn't move.

I waited for a few seconds, then urged him: "Speed ​​up and throw away the trash."

He nodded, but still didn't move.

Helpless, I had to prop up my upper body, but his head hit my stomach, making me unable to move.I had no choice but to push his stomach with my knee, "Don't press me down."

Liao Muqiu raised his chin slightly and asked me, "What are you going to do?"

"Throw out the garbage." I answered him in a bad voice, and gently pushed his head with my hand and knocked it.

He shook his head, "Don't move."

"What?" I asked him.

He was silent for a while, and then replied: "I'm full."

26. I am a bit unreliable.

At night I was sitting on the bed playing games, Liao Muqiu stood next to me after taking a shower, looked at me, opened and closed his mouth a few times, and finally said hesitantly: "Did you sleep well last night?"

"Not very good." I said honestly, "I slept on the sofa."

He frowned, "Why don't you go to sleep in my room?"

"Too lazy to move." I answered him, "I wanted to come in and sleep, but you locked the door, and then I didn't want to leave, so I just made do with the night on the sofa."

"Then you deserve it." He laughed at me, "Why didn't you ask me to open the door for you?"

I looked up at him and asked, "I called you about the situation yesterday, but you wouldn't open the door for me, would you?"

Liao Muqiu was silent for a few seconds, then said softly, "I'm sorry."

I looked at him in surprise, "You actually said sorry to me?"

His face immediately became ugly because of this sentence, "Then you pretend I didn't say it."

"But I heard it." I smiled and said, "Isn't it just to say sorry? What do you have to be ashamed of?"

"How could you know that your eyes are ashamed when you see me?" He asked me back.

"I can see it with both eyes." I answered him, "Since you have apologized, why can't you use a better attitude? What's wrong with admitting your mistakes simply and generously? Why do you always like to pretend? "

He gave me a blank look, "Can you not speak?"

"Okay," I said, "as long as you apologize to me properly."

He laughed twice, and said simply and neatly, "Get out."

I turned him down and said, "This is my home."

Liao Muqiu choked on me, his face was very ugly.But then he recovered as before, and made an inexplicable appearance, while looking around, he said, "Who? Who? Who's talking?!"

I looked at him speechlessly, feeling that he was too knowledgeable, I couldn't resist, so I could only silently give up the rebuttal.

Seeing that I ignored him, Liao Muqiu walked to the bedside and lay on the head of the bed, looking at the ceiling and pretending to be melancholy.And every few minutes, always call me a few times.

Later, I was annoyed by his yelling, so I asked him aloud, "Are you still sleeping?"

He stared at me blankly and said softly, "Nanbei."

I looked down at him, and he called again, "Nanbei."

I licked my dry lips, compromised, and asked him, "What's wrong?"

He looked at me for a while, then suddenly laughed, his eyebrows stretched, and the red mole became alluring, "I have something to tell you."

I looked at Liao Muqiu silently, afraid that he might say something about me again, so I didn't answer.

He ignored my silence and still repeated softly, "I have something to tell you."

I sighed, "Just say what you think."

After hearing this, he suddenly raised his upper body, looked me in the eyes and smiled at me, "I like you."

"I know." I replied.

"You don't know," he said, "I have something to give you."

I frowned and asked him, "What?"

As soon as the words fell, a soft and moist thing fell from my mouth, gently licking the lines on my lip line, bringing a cautious yet excited and longing color.

I wanted to push him away, but I couldn't raise my hand no matter what.

I looked at his drooping eyes quietly, the red mole obediently changed its position with the angle of his eyelids, itchingly reflected in my heartstrings.The kiss kept falling on the corner of my mouth, our eyes collided, and I read the desire in his eyes.

His breathing began to become rapid, and his hands slowly climbed up my neck. He spoke with an infinitely seductive voice, "Nanbei..."

His fingertips picked up the corners of my clothes, the temperature of my skin was scalding hot, the touch was no longer just ambiguous, but more of a sexual propaganda.

His fingers slide down along the lines of the skin, the belt gradually peels off in his hands, as if with magic power, the sex keeps rising in each other's body temperature, but I stop it at the most critical moment.

I grabbed Liao Muqiu's fingers hooked to the edge of my underwear, the temperature dropped rapidly in an instant, and ambiguously froze.

I ignored the disappointment in his eyes, said goodnight to him softly, and cut off all thoughts.

However, the sigh in the air, the sigh with a little self-deprecation and sorrow, can't be erased from my mind no matter what.

When I woke up the next day, Liao Muqiu was still asleep.His sleeping position was very unsteady, curled up beside me like a chrysalis, with one hand tightly clutching the corner of my clothes, his brows never relaxed.

I was woken up by peeing, and when I got out of bed, I was hugged tightly by Liao Muqiu's hand before I sat up straight.I gave Liao Muqiu a helpless look, and patted his face twice, "Relax first, I'm going to pee."

I don't know if Liao Muqiu heard it, but he still didn't let go of his hand.I patted his face a few more times, and he reluctantly opened one eye, and before I could speak, he closed it again.

I sighed and broke his fingers with my hands.As soon as he broke two, his sleepy voice came from above his head, "What are you doing?"

"I'm going to pee, I can't hold it anymore." After finishing speaking, I went to break his fingers again.

When he let go of his hand, I couldn't wait to rush into the toilet.

When the water was released, I remembered a great man who said that there is nothing more painful than starvation in the world.

I think this sentence is wrong, the most painful thing in the world should be holding back urine.

Especially when you want to pee but have to hold it back, it's like holding back your pee in class. Once you ring the bell and rush to the toilet, you can experience the feeling I'm talking about.That kind of feeling, I just feel that the toilet is like parents, there is nothing closer than it.

After I came out, I remembered the agreement I made with Jiang Peipei yesterday.As I said earlier in the morning, I am a bit unreliable. Yesterday I promised to wait for her at noon, but I forgot that I was on the afternoon shift today.When I see her tomorrow, she will definitely call me a treat again, I am so tired.

After I got into bed, I purposely rubbed my bare and cold arms on Liao Muqiu's back, and he exploded as soon as he touched it, and goose bumps came out all over his body.

The weather is now approaching the end of autumn, and the air is still slightly cool when I wake up in the morning. If I shake my hands outside the bed twice, it will be completely cold.

Liao Muqiu used to wear a vest when he slept, but for some psychological reason, he began to wear no vest and only shorts, and later on, he didn't even wear shorts at all, leaving only a pair of boxer briefs on his body.

I guessed it in my heart, I am afraid that in a few days, he probably won't even want to wear underwear.

Liao Muqiu's drowsiness was completely awakened by my arm, and he opened his mouth and began to curse, using various modifiers of human organs.

Its posture can be described as thunder coming from the sky suddenly, and the lines are as easy as the water of the Yellow River.The scolding made me stunned for more than half an hour. Although I knew before that he was very angry when he got up, I didn't expect it to be so big.

After he finished scolding people, he began to sleep again.I watched his back on the bed for a while, and I became more and more sure that he was sick, so he was suitable to stay with the patients in the mental hospital in the east of the city.

At eleven o'clock, I received a call from Jiang Peipei asking where I was.

I was embarrassed to tell her that I had an afternoon shift today, so I lied to her and told her to wait for me at a restaurant in the north of the city, and I would go there right away.

As soon as the phone was hung up, Liao Muqiu woke up and couldn't sleep anymore. He asked me directly, "Who's calling?"

I answered him, "A colleague's."

"It sounds like a woman?"

"Yes." I said, "I agreed with her yesterday to have lunch together today."

"Oh." His voice was slightly cold, "Then when will you come back?"

"Go straight to work after dinner and come back in the evening."

He groaned again and stopped talking.

I looked at him twice and always felt that he seemed to be angry again.So I wanted to tell him not to think too much, she and I are just colleagues.But then I thought it was unnecessary, because I do have the idea of ​​pursuing Jiang Peipei, but I am too lazy to give action now.