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Jiang Zhan tapped his phone and asked, "Which one are you?"

Wei Xiaochi:? ? ?

Seeing him dumbfounded, Jiang Zhan couldn't hold back his anger, and glared at him, "Your WeChat name!"

"It's the name, Wei Xiaochi." They all asked for their real names, and Wei Xiaochi didn't know what WeChat name to use, so he used his real name to save trouble.

Jiang Zhan pulled out Wei Xiaochi and turned a thousand directly.

Wei Xiaochi received the transfer and looked up at Jiang Zhan with surprise.

The light cast by the incandescent lamp dazzled Alpha's brows and eyes, Jiang Zhan casually put the phone in his pocket.

"Let's go." Jiang Zhan stood up and walked out of the hospital.

Wei Xiaochi followed behind Jiang Zhan, and the two walked out of the hospital one after the other, no one spoke in the middle.

Wei Xiaochi was not familiar with this road, and wanted to inquire about the bus route home, but Jiang Zhan had already hailed a taxi.

Under Jiang Zhan's signal, Wei Xiaochi sat in in a daze.

Jiang Zhan didn't get into the car, and helped Wei Xiaochi close the door outside.

Alpha is tall and straight, from Wei Xiaochi's angle, he can only see his straight nose bridge, thin lips, and the profile of his face blended in the dim light.

Even though Jiang Zhan has a super bad personality, no one denies his outstanding appearance, and his facial features are so gorgeous that they are domineering.

Wei Xiaochi's heart was beating wildly at this moment, but he wasn't bewitched by Jiang Zhan's beauty, he was scared.

Jiang Zhan What do you mean?

Is this car called for him, let him go home by himself?

Although it's a bit shameless to say that, does he have to pay for the fare?

The fare was paid by Jiang Zhan when we came here. Wei Xiaochi remembered that it was more than 30 yuan, almost 40 yuan. In fact, the distance is not very far, but the starting price in their city is expensive.

Wei Xiaochi didn't dare to sit for a fare of [-], Jiang Zhan just closed the door for him when Wei Xiaochi pushed him away.

The driver in the front row looked confused, "Should we go or not?"

"Don't go."

"Walk."

Wei Xiaochi and Jiang Zhan's voices sounded at the same time.

Jiang Zhan slashed at him through the car window, Wei Xiaochi trembled with fright, but still insisted on getting out of the car.

Jiang Zhan frowned enough to kill two flies, "What are you doing?"

"I'll take the bus back." Wei Xiaochi choked out an excuse, "I'm going back too early, I'm afraid my dad and the others will see my face smudged."

Jiang Zhan obviously couldn't understand Wei Xiaochi, and looked at him uncertainly, Wei Xiaochi felt like he was sitting on pins and needles.

Until the taxi driver said impatiently, "No, I said do you two sit?"

Jiang Zhan reopened the car door, sat next to Wei Xiaochi with a dark face, and said to the driver, "Go to Shiyilang Hotel."

Wei Xiaochi looked up in surprise.

The lobby of Poetic Lang Hotel is magnificently decorated, the round dome is inlaid with complicated and luxurious crystal chandeliers, the walls are hung with exquisite wall hangings, and the elegant brown marble floor imported under the feet is radiant.

Wei Xiaochi, who was wearing an old school uniform, looked out of place here.

The zipper of the school uniform was pulled to the top by him, the collar was turned up, covering half of the face, and the upper half of the face was partly covered by the bangs pulled down, leaving only the bridge of the nose.

People passing by who caught a glimpse of Wei Xiaochi would stop their eyes for a few seconds because of his sharp appearance, and then look away as if nothing had happened.

Wei Xiaochi stood awkwardly beside the service desk, the more people looked at him, the more uneasy he became.

He had mild social phobia at first, but now his face is swollen, and he is even more embarrassed by others, and he can't wait to pick out a sea view room with his toes.

Jiang Zhan seemed to have some kind of subtle relationship with Shiyilang Hotel, but he only reported his name, and didn't even take the member's black gold card, so the staff began to arrange a room for him.

Originally, Jiang Zhan just wanted to book a room for Wei Xiaochi, but after thinking about it, there was no one at home tonight, so he was too lazy to take a taxi home, so he ordered two rooms.

Wei Xiaochi, who was huddled in a corner with a bunch of mushrooms, suddenly poked his head out, "I want a room..."

Jiang Zhan glanced at him and refused coldly, "I'm not used to sharing a bed with people."

"There should be two beds in a standard room." Wei Xiaochi insisted once in a while, and even tried to persuade Jiang Zhan, "I sleep very quietly, I don't snore or talk in my sleep."

Best of all, book a room and save money.

Although Jiang Zhan didn't look like he was short of money, Wei Xiaochi was very grateful that he was kind enough to take him into a house who couldn't go home for the time being.

I heard that staying here for one night is very expensive, and booking a standard room is equivalent to buying one and getting one free, and he takes the quota for the gift.

Jiang Zhan's gaze suddenly became a little complicated and subtle.

As an alpha who has been independent since he was a child, he doesn't quite understand why this beta is so clingy and insists on sleeping in the same room.

Jiang Zhan's expression was unpredictable.

Based on the central idea of ​​'everyone for one, one for everyone', Wei Xiaochi bit the bullet and persuaded, "Book a room."

The corner of Jiang Zhan's mouth twitched, "A standard room."

Wei Xiaochi has never stayed in such a luxurious hotel. There is even a bathtub in the bathroom, but there is a transparent glass next to the bathtub, which can be seen clearly from the outside.

How do I take a shower here?

Not to mention taking a shower, you can see it even when you go to the toilet.

Jiang Zhan put on the slippers provided by the hotel, and saw Wei Xiaochi standing in front of the transparent glass with a troubled expression on his face.

Jiang Zhan glanced at Wei Xiaochi speechlessly, went into the bathroom and pressed a button, a white curtain slowly covered the transparent glass.

After solving the exposure problem, Wei Xiaochi settled down.

While Jiang Zhan was playing with his cell phone, Wei Xiaochi slipped into the bathroom and called Fang Yuan, telling her that he was staying overnight at a classmate's house and that he would not be going back tonight.

When he was about to hang up the phone, he heard Wei Dongjian curse, but Wei Xiaochi pretended not to hear, and hung up the phone.

As soon as he looked up, the mirror reflected a messy face, the redness and swelling on the left side of his face not only didn't disappear, but got worse.

There were several abrasions around the cheekbones, where Fang Zhixin grabbed his hair and rubbed it against the ground, Wei Xiaochi touched it, and it hurt hot.

Seeing this horrible face, Wei Xiaochi sighed and walked out of the bathroom.

Jiang Zhan was sitting on the sofa, with his long legs stretched arrogantly across the log-colored desk, and casually asked Wei Xiaochi, "What do you eat?"

There is a good buffet on the third floor of the hotel. Jiang Zhan originally wanted to eat there, but when he saw Wei Xiaochi's face, he didn't say anything.

You can't go to the buffet with the face of Zhang being beaten up at first sight, right?

It was boring for Jiang Zhan to go alone, so he dismissed the idea.

Wei Xiaochi didn't expect that Jiang Zhan not only provided accommodation, but also took care of dinner. What kind of school bully is this?

Thinking of when Jiang Zhan was Lao Lai before, he felt ashamed when he scolded him.

"I'll eat anything." Wei Xiaochi didn't have the guts to ask for anything.

Jiang Zhan had a snarky mouth and lost his appetite when he saw anything. It took him a long time before he said lazily, "How about KFC?"

"it is good."

"I do not want to eat."

"..."

——The pizza will be cold, the fried chicken will not be crispy, the noodles will be lumpy, the crayfish will not be chewy, and the hot dishes will not taste like they come out of the pan.

Wei Xiaochi had never seen anyone more delicate than Jiang Zhan, but judging by Alpha's physique, he couldn't have anything to do with being delicate.

Ten minutes later, Wei Xiaochi finished his homework, and Jiang Zhan couldn't find what he wanted to eat. Wei Xiaochi suspected that he had choice phobia.

He was so hungry that he couldn't take it anymore, his stomach was growling, Wei Xiaochi couldn't help but suggested, "How about... let's eat instant noodles?"

"Okay." Jiang Zhan took the idea decisively, saving face.

Wei Xiaochi heaved a sigh of relief, and was about to go down to buy instant noodles, when Jiang Zhan picked up the hotel landline and asked someone to bring him several buckets of instant noodles.

To fill his stomach, Wei Xiaochi took out the anti-inflammatory medicine and took two pills according to the instructions.

Wei Xiaochi politely asked Jiang Zhan who would take a shower in the bathroom first.

Although the school bully showed a considerate side today, the rumors of bloody violence in the past made Wei Xiaochi a little afraid of him.

Jiang Zhan grabbed his mobile phone and played games with others, without raising his eyelids, he just made a gesture.

Wei Xiaochi stopped bothering Jiang Zhan and went to the bathroom to take a hot shower.

The bruises on Wei Xiaochi's waist and abdomen were mixed together, the green was purple, and he was breathing normally, but his flesh would hurt if he took a breath.

There was also a wound on his back, Wei Xiaochi couldn't feel it with his arms, and didn't dare to bother Jiang Zhan, so he twisted his body and applied it little by little.

Jiang Zhan finally ate the chicken, and there were special effects of fireworks on the screen, accompanied by the sound effects of ding dong ding dong, and he gave out a lot of rewards.

After more than ten seconds of excitement, the screen returned to normal. Jiang Zhan somehow felt that the room was too quiet, so he couldn't help but raise his head.

Wei Xiaochi was already lying on the bed at some point, with his body sideways, his back slightly arched, and his hands resting on his abdomen. This posture made one shoulder blade stand out extremely.

He was as quiet as a spider plant in the corner, as if he could live with just a little water.

Jiang Zhan looked at it quietly for a while, turned off the phone, got up and went to take a shower.

Wei Xiaochi turned his back to him, and when Jiang Zhan passed Wei Xiaochi's bed, he found that he was actually awake.

Wei Xiaochi has high prescription glasses, but he didn't wear them for a long time. He only wore them every day in high school. His eyes are not deformed like other people's.

His eyelashes are long, but not thick, so when the glasses are blocked, the eyes do not stand out.

Without that layer of cover, he realized that his eyelashes were so long, with curled tips, and when he flapped them, he felt like he was spreading his wings and flying.

Jiang Zhan was looking at him, and he was also looking at Jiang Zhan.

It's just that those eyes were buried under the broken hair, dark and quiet, with his usual cautiousness.

Jiang Zhan pursed his lips, and said out of nowhere, "Still hurting?"

Jiang Zhan is no stranger to this posture. When Han Ziyang intercepted the opponent's ball in the previous game, the idiot deliberately fouled and hit Han Ziyang's abdomen with his elbow.

In the past few days, Han Ziyang scolded the street every day, saying that he couldn't sleep well at night, and his muscles hurt when he lay flat on his back, so he could only sleep on his side, but it was uncomfortable to press his arms.

Wei Xiaochi was taken aback, then nodded almost imperceptibly, "Yeah."

It's okay to lie down like this, but it hurts when you move a little.

Jiang Zhan said "Oh" without saying anything, and walked into the bathroom.

Wei Xiaochi looked at Jiang Zhan's back, and soon there was the sound of the shower in the bathroom. He lay back on the bed, tucked into the quilt, and closed his eyes.

When Jiang Zhan came out wrapped in a nightgown, Wei Xiaochi still maintained his original posture, but this time he was really asleep, his chin rubbed against the quilt, his bangs were messy, and his hair and eyelashes merged into one.

As he himself said, he slept very quietly, without any movement.

When Jiang Zhan came back to his senses, he felt like a pervert staring at beta for a long time, although he didn't know what he was looking at.

Annoyedly turning off all the lights in the room, Jiang Zhan went to his bed.

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Jiang Zhan: I'm not used to sharing a bed with someone.

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