Be nice, don't bite you

The next morning, Shi Xinglan woke up from the heat.

He looked at the quilt tightly wrapped around himself, feeling delicate.

Shi Xinglan's sleeping position is not good, and he likes to push the quilt. No one covered him with a quilt since he was a child, so he was very easy to catch cold. Later, he lived alone, and gradually developed a habit. Before going to bed, the air conditioner in the room must be adjusted to a high level temperature.

It's been a few years, and today is the first time, after he woke up in the morning, he was still covered with a quilt.

Bo Xian next to him was still sleeping, breathing evenly, with a slightly heavy nostril.

The distance was too close, and with a slight movement, he could touch the tip of Bo Xian's nose.

This is what Bo Xian looked like when he was asleep.

He yawned and finished writing the whole song last night, half of it because he wanted to secretly see how Bo Xian looked when he fell asleep, but in the end he didn't get his wish, until he couldn't help but fell asleep, and Bo Xian was still in high spirits. Watch the game video.

The temperature in the room is not high, Shi Xinglan rolled up into a silkworm cocoon even with the quilt, and both sides of the quilt were tightly pressed by Bo Xian with his body, only his head was exposed outside.

It's getting late, he has to get up quickly, and he has to rush to the set later. Recently, he always asks for leave for various things, and Shi Xinglan feels very sorry.

Just as he was pulling the quilt out, a hand suddenly stretched out: "Don't move around."

With eyes still closed, Bo Xian accurately clasped his waist, and pulled him into his arms: "If you move around again, I will bite you."

"..."

Shi Xinglan was wrapped in Bo Xian's arms, and through a thin layer of fabric, he heard the powerful heartbeat in his chest, beating again and again.

He couldn't hold back, and leaned forward, trying to hear more clearly.

Bo Xian had a dream. He dreamed that he had a little piglet in his arms, lively and active, and kept squatting.

He was so annoyed, sleepy and angry, he directly bit the little piggy on the face...

This little piggy is very talented, soft, slippery, and tastes good to bite, and even wants to... take another bite? !

Bo Xian suddenly opened his eyes, looking at the restless little piglet in his arms.

The atmosphere in the room was a little awkward.

Shi Xinglan had a half-sized tooth mark on his face, and his eyes were three points frightened, three points helpless, and four points shy. He hesitated, and said softly, "Good morning."

"..."

The tooth marks happened to be near Shi Xinglan's dimples, and Bo Xian couldn't help laughing out loud, and immediately lost his temper when he woke up.

Shi Xinglan's face was hot, especially where he was bitten, like a fire burning along the mark, turning it into an indelible brand.

"Cough, I was dreaming, I thought you were..." Bo Xian swallowed back the words "little piglet", touched the teeth marks on his face, "Does it hurt you?"

He didn't realize that something was wrong after he got his hands on it, but he suddenly withdrew his hand, which was a bit abrupt.

"...No." Shi Xinglan let him move and twisted his body, "Can you let me out?"

Bo Xian was stunned for a moment, then got up: "Sorry, I was afraid that I wouldn't be able to cover you with the quilt after I fell asleep, so I just wrapped you up."

Shi Xinglan really wasn't modest, and when he said that his sleeping posture was bad, it was really bad, not exaggerating at all.

Not long after he fell asleep last night, he was woken up by a slap. Shi Xinglan's limbs were spread out, and one long leg had already fallen to the ground, in an extremely bold and unrestrained sleeping position.

He had to help Shi Xinglan cover the quilt, but he didn't expect that after a while, what happened just now happened again.

After repeating this several times, Bo Xian finally realized that covering the quilt would only treat the symptoms but not the root cause. He directly pressed Shi Xinglan into his arms, but later something went wrong and he had to wrap Shi Xinglan up with the quilt.

Shi Xinglan blinked, it was all trivial things, he thought he wouldn't care anymore, but Bo Xian told him with his actions that he was wrong.

His heart was full of strange emotions, some sweet and some sour. The sweetness came from Bo Xian's behavior, and the sourness was the reminiscence of his former self, and it became more and more difficult to let go of those past events.

After getting out of the quilt, Shi Xinglan immediately went into the bathroom.

Facing the mirror, he touched the teeth marks on his face. The marks had become very faint, and it would be completely invisible in a few minutes.

"It's pretty nice."

Shi Xinglan muttered softly, feeling a little pity in his heart, he should have brought his phone over just now, and he could still take a photo.

On the bed, Bo Xian touched his lips, his eyes straightened.

With a stiff face, he pulled the quilt over himself, tilted his head slightly, and was unusually confused.

Bo Xian knew in his heart that it would be normal to have a reaction in the morning, but the images of last night always popped up in his mind.

He thought it was an accident, but now it seems that it is not the case.

When Shi Xinglan came out of the bathroom, Bo Xian was changing clothes.

He bent slightly and picked up the clothes on the bed. The muscles on the shoulders and backs were not exaggerated, but they looked very powerful.

Shi Xinglan didn't blink, his eyes fell from Bo Xian's shoulders and neck to his chest, a little envious.

People always yearn for what they lack, and Bo Xian's whole body is warm, as if there is a steady stream of vitality, constantly attracting him to approach.

Bo Xian didn't ignore this gaze: "What's wrong?"

Shi Xinglan was thinking about something, and blurted out: "You have a good figure!"

Bo Xian smiled in his chest: "Thank you, you are not bad."

It's really good. I hugged it in my arms last night and felt it very clearly. Besides, it tastes good when I bite it, and it feels good to the touch.

Shi Xinglan: "..."

Bo Xian sneezed twice in succession: "I just called you."

Shi Xinglan took the phone and glanced at it, it was Ding Jue.

There was no call yesterday, and there was no message on WeChat. I just called.

He didn't call back, and turned off the phone directly, with a worried tone: "Did you catch a cold?"

When I woke up this morning, Bo Xian was not covered with a quilt at all, and I don't know how long I slept like this.

"It's okay." He sneezed again, "Maybe someone is scolding me"

"..."

Shi Xinglan secretly slandered, who would scold you non-stop early in the morning?

"What do you think?"

"I'm thinking I haven't paid for your mobile phone yet."

Bo Xian was about to say that there is no need to pay, but the words slipped around his mouth, and he swallowed it back: "I think your mobile phone is pretty good, just give me the same model."

Shi Xinglan was afraid that Bo Xian wouldn't need him to pay, so he breathed a sigh of relief: "Okay, then I will buy it when the time comes, and someone will send it to you."

After seeing off Shi Xinglan, Bo Xian went back to the room to catch up on sleep.

After waking up, he suddenly started coughing, one after another.

"Caught a cold? Is it too cold in the base, I'll go and raise the temperature."

"No need..." Bo Xian coughed twice again, he reckoned that he must have caught a cold overnight without a quilt.

Aunt came over with ginger soup: "Drink it while it's hot."

Bo Xian was already uncomfortable, but even more so after seeing ginger soup: "I don't drink this stuff, it's useless at all."

"Drink some more, and when Lao Xie comes, I will give you some medicine." Huang Miou persuaded, "Auntie cooked it specially, so you should drink it if you want it."

The aunt quickly waved her hand: "I didn't cook it, it was delivered from a takeaway. I thought you ordered it."

Bo Xian's heart moved slightly: "Did you throw away the takeout order?"

"No." The aunt hurried back to the kitchen and brought the takeaway order.

Bo Xian took it and glanced at it. After a while, he suddenly brought ginger soup in front of him.

Huang Miou, who witnessed everything, was amazed: "What is written on the takeout list that is so effective? Show me quickly, if you don't drink ginger soup in the future, I will treat you like this."

Bo Xian didn't let him see it, put the takeaway order in his pocket, and said with a serious face, "It's nothing, I just think what you said is right, there's no harm in drinking."

Huang Miou: "..."

I believe in your evil!

"Who ordered the ginger soup?" Huang Miou looked around, everyone shook their heads, "It's strange, did you hide someone in the room?"

Bo Xian took a sip of ginger soup and almost sprayed it on his face: "What nonsense are you talking about?"

"Otherwise, who else would know that you've caught a cold?"

Qiuqiu interjected weakly: "Shi Xinglan?"

Bo Xian didn't refute, but concentrated on drinking the ginger soup.

Huang Miou said angrily: "What we said makes sense, you are clearly a double standard!"

After Bo Xian finished his ginger soup, he smiled provocatively: "What's wrong with the double standard?"

Huang Miou choked: "It's fine if you don't bring foreigners with you, but you still hate insiders!"

"What outsiders and insiders?"

Bo Xian took two sips of water to dilute the spicy taste of ginger in his mouth.

"Hot search, Stop the foreigner." Shen Xishen was watching the replay of Stop's live broadcast, "Although JSS is our opponent, you are too obvious, boss."

Huang Miou sighed: "Thanks to the fans who are strong enough, no one can lead the rhythm. GOD and JSS don't play well together. If such a popular search, then there will be big troubles. Team Bo, you set an example, don't be so timid. Moth."

Bo Xian couldn't tell, so he swiped Weibo: "Stop, that dog, actually started a live broadcast."

Shen Xishen reminded: "Not only did he start the live broadcast, he also scolded you for half an hour."

Bo Xian brushed up the video of Stop scolding him for half an hour, and typed a comment: the wording is vulgar and boring, I suggest that the anchor learn from Aurora the cultivation of advanced trolls, and may God bless Jin Shining.

God is the nickname given by the fans to the GOD team, and the golden glitter refers to the JSS team.

After Boxian finished commenting, he started to look at trending searches again.

#时星兰私生# The topic remained high, so he clicked in to have a look, and the comments were all one-sided, all from Shi Xinglan.

A passer-by took a video of the scene, and unexpectedly captured the scene of his princess hugging Xinglan. The distance was too far, and his face was not clear, and no one recognized him.

Bo Xian moved his fingers to save the video.

Just when he was about to quit the topic, a new post suddenly popped up.

[@波兰不惊吃糖研究室: It’s Boxian, it’s Boxian, it’s Boxian! 】

Bo Xian was a little surprised, he could recognize it in such a blurry shot, could it be his fan?

Clicking on that person's homepage, I found that she added three super-chats, his and Shi Xinglan's super-chats, and another super-chat called "The Waves Are Not Scary".

What is calmness?

Curiosity prompted him to click on Chaochao, and the screen was full of his and Shi Xinglan's names, and the portal and 18/ban titles mixed in it made Bo Xian's hands tremble slightly.

He is a 5G surfer, and he immediately understood what it meant.

He should have quit Chaohua immediately, but Bo Xian couldn't control his hand, and clicked on one of the blue titles that looked quite explosive.

The author has something to say: Happy National Day!

The fan title at the end is deleted, and there is a sentence about what happened last night, let's make it up.

It's too tiring to edit the text, the second update should be later, I will try my best.

The cp super talk is in place, congratulations to Xianzai for unlocking the new copy and starting the learning mode!

Leisure Cub: Wonderful!

Star: Daba?