The cp of the male god of abstinence is a super A boss

"Just now I smelled a... stench in 309——"

"Are they eating sashimi?" Xu Zihao asked in a daze.

Xin Ting slapped him on the back of the head.

"I won't tell you anymore!"

"Don't, don't." Xu Zihao was more energetic now, grabbed Xin Ting and pulled him back, "What's the big deal over there?"

Xin Ting leaned closer to Xu Zihao's ear and told him what he saw with embellishment.

"Wow... so exciting?"

It was already 3 o'clock in the afternoon when He Jiao woke up. He made a mistake last night, and the two of them didn't make it to the end, but he was so nervous that he was served by Lan Qing with both hands and flew four or five times.

At this moment, he felt that his legs were not his own, and his waist was not his own.

"It smells so good..." He Jiao rubbed his eyes, and saw a big takeaway box on the desk.

There was a sound coming from the balcony, like shaking a quilt.

Only then did he realize that they were not at his side last night in Lan Qing's bed where he was sleeping now?

He looked over and found that the sheets and quilt covers on his bed were gone.

"Are you awake?" Lan Qing walked in and took a look when he heard the voice, "Get up when you wake up, the chicken soup is almost cold."

"Chicken soup?" He Jiao felt a little excited when he heard the word chicken, and returned the soup...

He Jiao stood up with his back supported, took two steps on the ground, and then quickly threw himself forward on the desk, he couldn't straighten up at all...

Lan Qing heard the sound and thought he had fallen, and hurried in from the outside to see him lying on the desk, reaching out to open the takeaway bag, is he hungry?

"You didn't brush your teeth." Lan Qing reminded.

"I didn't brush my teeth last night, you kissed very sweetly..." He Jiao rolled his eyes at him, moved over and sat on the chair, his stomach was rumbling with hunger, he didn't care about not brushing his teeth, and opened the bag I took out two disposable paper bowls from it, and quickly filled a bowl of soup with a spoon. The current temperature is just right, neither hot nor cold.

He drank two bowls of chicken soup in a row before stopping to scoop up the chicken from the bottom.

"Which takeaway is this conscientious? Is it a whole chicken?"

"How can there be any conscientious merchants? Didn't I buy it with money?" Lan Qing said and went out of the balcony again, continuing to dry the quilt that hadn't been dried yet.

While eating the chicken, He Jiao said, "You can't indulge like this in the future, you need to be restrained..."

"That's not what you said last night." Lan Qing laughed.

"I was young and ignorant last night..." He Jiao sighed.

Lan Qing smiled and reached out to touch his head when passing by him.

His casual touch made He Jiao feel flattered.

It felt so good for him to touch his head.

"Blue tilt."

"Huh?" Lan Qing just took out the broom from behind the door and was about to sweep up the tissues that were thrown on the floor last night.

"I like it when you touch my head." He Jiao supported his head with one hand and looked at him sideways. He thought he would be Lan Qing's husband, but after last night, he understood the truth. When doing housework, I can be worthy of the wife.

Not in bed.

"Which head?" Lan Qing asked him solemnly.

He Jiao blinked, "You've turned bad!"

It was almost 4:00 when He Jiao finished eating and went to touch his phone. He picked up the phone only to find that the phone had long been out of power and turned off.

It took about 10 minutes for him to charge the phone before turning it on. As soon as he turned it on, he saw Lan Yue and sent a message. Seeing his profile picture, he didn't know what to say...

When he clicked on his message, he was thinking about how to answer the question he asked last night without hurting his feelings. As soon as he opened it, he saw Lan Yue's new message saying: "Sorry, last night my friend Take my mobile phone to play, the message on it was sent by him indiscriminately, and it will cause you trouble."

He Jiao breathed a sigh of relief, that's fine.

He replied to Lan Yue: "It's okay, I just saw it, I slept too late last night, I just woke up not long ago."

Lan Yue: "What were you doing after you went back last night? Can you sleep so late?"

He Jiao: "Physical work."

When Lan Qing went to take out the trash and came back, he saw him sitting on the bed playing with his mobile phone, "Did you reply to Lan Yue's message?"

"Just came back."

"What did you return?"

"Guess?" He Jiao put his hands on his chest to prevent him from looking.

Lan Qing looked at him condescendingly, with threatening eyes, so He Jiao just ignored him and refused to show him.

Lan Qing put his hand on top of his head, he regarded his head as a basketball, he is the one who can directly grab the basketball with his palm facing down.

He Jiao felt that his head was a little disobedient, and was held by Lan Qing and raised his head.

"Will you show me?"

"No!"

"you sure?"

"If you dare to do something, you are a domestic violence!"

He Jiao blushed after saying this, what happened to the domestic violence?Didn't he...was domestically abused by him four or five times last night?

He's been doing it all the time!

He Jiao felt that all the things in his little head had changed color.

In an instant, only yellow remained in the colorful world.

He blushed, and Lan Qing, who hadn't thought about it before, thought about it too.

An ambiguous smile gradually appeared on the corner of his mouth.

He bent down and leaned closer to him, with a centimeter away from him, his voice became a little sexy.

"Do you really don't want to be domestically abused?"

"Think!" He Jiao replied without thinking, and then laughed out of embarrassment, put his arms around his waist, and buried his face in his belly.

His 8 pack abs are well developed and every piece is clearly visible.

But what attracts him the most is not the 8-pack abs, but the mermaid line a little further down. The mermaid line converges in the middle and then goes down a little bit, that is what attracts him the most.

He Jiao looked down, then looked up at him again.

Lan Qing stroked his head, his curly hair felt bouncy to the touch, and this feeling was happier than stroking a cat.

He stretched out his hand and scraped all his bangs to the back of his head, exposing his entire forehead.

It was only then that he discovered that he actually had a beauty tip.

He touched the tip of his beauty.

He Jiao only felt a little itchy, "Is there something here?"

"No." Lan Qing lowered her head and kissed him on the tip of his beauty.

"You look better with your forehead exposed than with bangs."

"Really? Why didn't I find out?" He Jiao immediately got up and ran to look in the mirror. He brushed his hair up, looked around, and let it down again, "I don't think so, I think I look good no matter what. "

"You're a shit."

Lan Qing picked up his mobile phone while he was looking in the mirror. His screen was not black, so he could see his WeChat without unlocking it.

"Check my post so soon?" He Jiao looked over and was not in a hurry, anyway, there were no secrets in his phone that he couldn't tell.

"I can ignore other things, but not this one."

As Lan Qing spoke, he clicked on Lan Yue's dialog box.

He Jiao came over and hugged him from behind, and lifted him a bit, "How is it? Did you find out your husband's little secret?"