fall in love with chaos

I had no dreams all night, and when I woke up, my head felt like I had a bead in my heel.

Eyelids are heavy, stomach is empty.

The first thing I saw was the young man's neck, and then the deep collarbone, which rose and fell slightly with breathing.

My forehead seemed to be pressed against his chin, gently and softly.

Although Ranpo doesn't like sports, according to him, the things he consumes with his thinking speed are much more than those ordinary sports.

Whether it's true or not, Luanbu is indeed very thin, and he likes to eat snacks, so he doesn't have any flesh that he should grow. It seems that he can't get fat no matter how much he eats.

In normal attire, the thin waistline will be outlined by a black vest. Even if it is not muscular, it is also flexible and entangled. I touched his stomach, and it is soft, but because it is so thin, there is no extra soft flesh .

I remember being distracted at the time and thinking that it would be nice to have a boy who doesn't grow fat naturally. Fortunately, Luanbu didn't have the bad habit of drinking and smoking, otherwise he would definitely not have such a figure and would grow a belly.

Some people are so thin that no matter how much they eat and how much they don’t exercise, they won’t have fat belly.This principle is understood in our country.

Especially when he clings to me, curled up like a cat in running water.

Since I have rarely seen them, the only good-looking men I can think of are muscular or slender.

Luanbu didn't seem to be either, he definitely didn't have any muscles, he was slender but not completely slender, his body was even very resilient, as if there were hidden tendons.

It's really like a cat, it usually looks soft, but once it stretches its waist or warns others to bow its waist, its inner strength will be revealed.

I was vague, I couldn't figure out what I was thinking, and I was in a mess.

Slowly aware that the arm is still on the waist of Luanbu.

The room was so dark that there was no light, and it was impossible to distinguish between night and day.

I opened my eyes for a moment and couldn't help but close them again.

So sleepy...but my head is so dizzy...

I just moved my head to the pillow at the back, and the hand wrapped around my waist subconsciously moved up a little. Because it was right on the edge of my clothes, I slipped in without paying attention, and then touched my skin, and I was shocked. .

At the same time, Ranbu made a long, lazy sound of not getting enough sleep.

I feel like my ears are going soft.

The sharp weapon of acting like a baby is acting like a baby anytime and anywhere.

I am dissatisfied: "Take your hands away."

"Huh?" Luanbu reacted for a few seconds with sleepy eyes.

I watched his expression change from sleepy to "..." to "!"

In the end, it was frozen in a smile that suddenly unfolded.

I suddenly felt bad, and as expected, the hand on my waist was pressed down in the next second.

"Well, Peach Jam is too soft. You say I'm soft, but you're actually much softer than me." Luan Bu was thoughtful.

After finishing speaking, he pinched it in a serious manner.

I:"……"

Me: "Go away!"

Luanbu: "Hey Qingtao, don't kick me! Ahhhhhhhh, don't kick me!"

Hugging him too tightly, I had to use my feet to push him away, Luanbu reacted as much as I wanted to beat him, beeping loudly, the grievance was almost overflowing.

He was brought to the side of the bed by me, and while he was not paying attention, I wrapped the messy quilt around my body and lay down again.

Luanbu lost the quilt: "Hey, Qingtao."

Me: "What time is it?"

"Uh..." I got stuck, and mumbled a few words indistinctly, "It's twelve o'clock at noon."

I:"……"

Not surprised at all.Sleep until noon.

I covered my head under the quilt: "Go wash up first, let's go out to eat... I'm so hungry, I'm going to starve to death."

Luanbu patted me on the back through the quilt: "Last night, Taojiang was drunk, so she knew it would make me work hard."

Me: "Sorry... I didn't expect that..."

After a while, I heard the sound of washing, so I tried to wake myself up.

I got up, changed my clothes and got out of bed. The temperature seems to have warmed up a lot today. I wanted to tie my hair so I looked for the hair tie I brought.

Opening the cabinet of the bedside table, I was taken aback by the newspaper lying quietly.

Hmm...it's the newspaper...

But glancing at the date above - today's, when?Luanbu brought it in?

I hesitated to unfold it, and the most conspicuous title was the news of the investigation of Toru Katsumura.

……

I suspect that the random step is intentional.

Rinse with cold water, and the unique cool air in the bathroom scraped his skin mercilessly.

The beret was outside, and the young man in the mirror had water dripping from his hair, and his eyelashes were wet. He had no expression on his face, but was calm.

He was only wearing a white shirt, and his tie was casually hung on a hook on the wall. The black girl's headband and tie were hung there together, forming a hint of an ambiguous relationship between men and women.

The detective hung his head and wiped his wet hands with a towel, looking careless.

Suddenly, he put down the towel and looked up, the brain of a reasoning genius quickly realized that the time had come.

Ranpo saw his absolutely confident face hidden in the mirror.

Qingtao should have seen it.

I decided to act as if I hadn't seen anything, and put the newspaper back the way it came.

So start?But I haven't entrusted it yet?Didn't you mean to entrust him a year later?

Wait, it doesn't have to be Luanbu... He's right here.

I sorted out my mood, and when Chaobu came out, I tried my best to pretend that nothing had happened and went in to wash.

When they passed by each other, they said lazily, "I'm so hungry..."

Me: "Wipe the hair there first, it's all wet."

In the middle of washing up, I suddenly realized that I was trying to hide from the detective just now.

Isn't it futile?

I patted my face and opened the door.

Luanbu stood in front of the hanger and stared at his hat.

I hesitated and walked slowly.

Me: "I said...you did that?"

Ranbu was still staring at the hat, as if he was about to poke a hole out of it, and his tone was the same as usual: "Of course, but they are too stupid, I don't need to do it directly."

I looked at him, not knowing what to say: "Thank you..."

Turning his head at random steps, he suddenly smiled and brought up an irrelevant topic: "The hat seems to smell of the wine that Peach Jam drank last night."

"What?" I wondered, "Let me see..."

I reached out to take it, but it was suddenly dark in front of my eyes, and my eyes were covered with the palm of my hand, so I couldn't even continue to take it.

The warm palm in a daze exerted light force, and I followed the direction of his force without paying attention, and my calf hit the edge of the bed, and I lost my balance and fell on the bed.

Me: "Hello!?"

My palms were released before I pushed him away. I lay on the still warm bed, still in shock. I wanted to sit up and walk around randomly, but my knees were separated on both sides of me.

I was amazed to see him almost straddling me, condescending.

I was dumbfounded: "What are you going to do?"

"Qingtao." Luanbu lowered his head slightly, only then did I realize that his emerald green eyes were revealed, crystal clear like a green crystal, but full of edges and sharpness.

He seemed to be sitting on my abdomen, but he didn't actually touch it, and he was kneeling on his knees.

That face showed an attractiveness beyond ordinary people, and the top few buttons of the collar of the white shirt were casually undone just like the person himself, and the cool moisture from the freshly washed, and the opposite, the heat from itself.

The never-before-seen rush of hormones and never-before-seen sense of maturity almost made me feel a sense of crisis.

I can't move my eyes for no reason.

"You don't seem to have ever said that you like me. As a girlfriend, you are too remiss." Luanbu paused and said, with a slight curve on his lips, "Qingtao, I want to hear you say that you like me."

Wait, wait, calm down and think.

I just abandoned the tempted heartbeat and sank down.

Ranbu usually squints his eyes, but as long as he opens his bright emerald green eyes, it shows that this person has abandoned his usual laziness and indecency, and is using his brain with all his strength.

This is an absolute failure signal for criminals.

This is a hint of observation that is reasoning with all its heart and mind without leaving any dead ends.

Combined with his words, I have to think of bad things.

If you like it or not, you will use all your strength... What are you doubting?Really upset.

I put my hands against the bed, propped up my upper body a little bit, and half sat up looking straight at him.

I thought that Luanbu would be forced to retreat by me, but who knew that he smiled deeper, it was the arrogant and fierce smile when investigating the case, leaning forward to get closer, the distance between me and him quickly narrowed under our movements.

Because of the bending over, his waist was bent and collapsed, and the waist of his pleated shirt was straightened. I was so frightened that I almost lay down again.

No, no, it should be tougher...

I tried to ignore the impossibly thin waistline that was a little exposed at the hem of his shirt, and looked straight into those smiling green eyes.

"I like you—well, what do you see?" I deliberately used a slightly angry tone.

"Hmm..." Stepping closer, his clear green eyes approached even closer. He put his hands on my side, and his gaze seemed to be tracing my face carefully.

The more I think about it, the angrier I get. After dating for so long, I still doubt this?

I have already begun to conceive how to get angry with him and condemn him.

Luanbu blinked his beautiful emerald green eyes, and slowly said what he deduced: "You want to touch me."

"Uh..." I was completely frightened and limp back on the bed.

Why is this feeling of being completely transparent in front of a lover sometimes so shameful? !