you better be

With just a light touch, Pei Huan backed away.

Yan Zimi had already adapted to the light, and he could vaguely see Pei Huan's face in the dark.

His eyes were bright, and they were lowered, looking down at Yan Zimi's lips.

Yan Zimi became even hotter, his heart seemed to be jumping out of his chest at this moment.

It took him a long time to realize that he was kissed by Pei Huan.

He was kissed by Pei Huan? !

Pei Huan's hand holding Yan Zimi loosened, but the other hand was still intertwined with Pei Huan's.

Yan Zimi lost his strength, dropped his hands weakly, and stared at Pei Huan in a daze.

The phone suddenly rang again, and the ringtone that Yan Zimi had just changed came out muffled from Pei Huan's pocket.

The voice control light also turned on.

Yan Zimi saw Pei Huan frowned, he didn't know why Pei Huan was so sensitive to the phone.

Yan Zimi said: "Zhao Di's call, I have to answer it."

Pei Huan seemed to be taken aback for a moment, and now he took out his phone.

But he didn't give it to Yan Zimi, but took it directly.

"Why did you pick it up, Zimi?" Zhao Di said loudly, "Did you find Pei Huan? He didn't go back to the dormitory."

Pei Huan let go of Yan Zimi's other hand, but instead of retreating, he put his hand next to Yan Zimi's head.

Pei Huan said, "He's here at Yan Zimi."

Zhao Di laughed all of a sudden: "It's you," he said in a relaxed tone, "Why don't you tell me when you run away."

Pei Huan leaned his head on his hand: "Yes."

Zhao Di: "I got your phone back for you, what do you say tonight? Are you coming back?"

Pei Huan breathed heavily: "What?"

Zhao Di: "I asked you if you will come back tonight?"

Pei Huan: "Come back for what?"

Zhao Di sighed, "Is Zimi there? Give him the phone."

Pei Huan didn't give it to Yan Zimi, so Yan Zimi took the phone over by himself.

Pei Huan didn't stop him.

"I'm here," Yan Zimi said, "he'll be with me at night." Yan Zimi glanced at the person who was indeed not sober: "Drink too much."

"Okay," Zhao Di said, "It's fine if it's with you, why isn't he doing anything?"

Yan Zimi paused for a moment before saying, "No."

After hanging up the phone, Pei Huan snatched Yan Zimi's phone from him, and put the lock screen in his pocket in one go.

Yan Zimi looked away from Pei Huan's pocket: "You have a problem with my phone."

Pei Huan said, "Yes."

Yan Zimi was amused, smiled briefly, and immediately asked Pei Huan: "You just, do you know what you did just now?"

Pei Huan looked into Yan Zimi's eyes: "What?"

Yan Zimi died helplessly.

"Forget it." Yan Zimi understood, Pei Huan couldn't understand what he said now, and the conversation was meaningless at all.

Yan Zimi pointed to the door: "Go in."

Yan Zimi turned around to leave, but Pei Huan raised his hand and propped it against the wall, blocking his way.

With both hands on the left and right sides, Yan Zimi was locked up.

He stood face to face with Pei Huan again, raised his head and asked him, "What are you doing?"

Pei Huan: "Teasing you."

Yan Zimi laughed all of a sudden.

I don't know what I'm laughing at.

Helpless, outrageous, inexplicable, all of them.

It's not that he can't get away, Yan Zimi squatted down a little, and walked out from under Pei Huan's arm.

He opened the door first, then came back and stood beside Pei Huan.

"Let's go."

Yan Zimi grabbed Pei Huan's arm, and Pei Huan followed, but he didn't seem to need support, but his pace was a bit slow.

While walking, he went in by himself, leaving Yan Zimi behind.

Yan Zimi followed him a step slower, and when he reached the middle of the living room, Pei Huan suddenly turned his head.

Seemingly sure that Yan Zimi was there, he turned back and went to Yan Zimi's room on his own, found a sofa and sat down.

Yan Zimi remembered that every time his father came back from drinking too much, his mother would make honey water for him.

So he temporarily bought a bottle of honey online, and pulled up a chair to sit beside Pei Huan.

Pei Huan lowered his head, supported his head with his hands on the side and closed his eyes, only half of his face could be seen.

Yan Zimi thought about it, and poured a glass of water first.

"Ah."

Not long after, Yan Zimi sat down and handed over the water.

Pei Huan opened his eyes to look at the water glass, then raised his eyes to look at Yan Zimi, and then took the water.

But instead of drinking, he put the glass on the table.

"Pei Huan."

Yan Zimi called him.

Pei Huan: "Yes."

Yan Zimi couldn't help but grabbed his pants: "You kissed me just now, do you remember?"

Pei Huan still said, "Yes."

Yan Zimi opened his mouth to say something more, but seeing Pei Huan like this, he said in his heart again.

Forget it.

What is this.

Yan Zimi just sat with Pei Huan like this, almost until he felt that Pei Huan was about to fall asleep, when his cell phone rang.

The honey delivery came, Yan Zimi got up to get it, and soaked it outside by the way.

When he came back, Pei Huan was no longer sitting on the sofa, the light in the bathroom was on, and there was the sound of water inside.

Yan Zimi put down the honey water, approached the bathroom and listened, but he didn't hear anything unusual.

I still know to take a shower.

During the time when Pei Huan was taking a bath, Yan Zimi did nothing but just sat in a daze.

His mind was full of the picture of Pei Huan kissing him after the lights in the corridor dimmed just now.

Those few seconds were played repeatedly in Yan Zimi's mind.

He couldn't tell what he was like now, he didn't seem to be uncomfortable, he seemed a little happy, but he didn't seem that happy either.

Of course, he couldn't pretend that nothing happened because Pei Huan drank too much.

Pei Huan took off his coat, Yan Zimi went over and took out his cell phone.

There are dozens of yelling messages on it, and Zhao Di's missed answer.

Yan Zimi opened the group chat and saw Zhao Di asking him if Pei Huan was okay a minute ago?

Yan Zimi bowed his head and replied: "It should be fine."

Yan Zimi: "I'm going to take a bath"

Zhao Di: "That's good"

Zhao Di: "Tomorrow, I will torture you! What are you doing?"

Yu Nan: "I've never seen him drink so much"

Xiaodong: "Did he do anything strange, junior?"

Yan Zimi: "No"

Xiaodong: "Haha, if you have something, remember to record it!"

Xiaodong: "Rare to see"

Yan Zimi asked, "How much did he drink?"

Zhao Di: "How should I put it, it's not too much, who knew it would be so bad today"

Zhao Di: "Maybe it has something to do with him not sleeping last night, he is not in a good state"

Yan Zimi was stunned for a moment: "He didn't sleep last night?"

Zhao Di: "Yeah, don't you know?"

Yan Zimi: "I don't know, why?"

Zhao Di: "I don't know either, the wind blew all night on the balcony"

Zhao Di: "I feel like something is wrong with him, I've never seen him like this before"

Zhao Di: "Why don't you come up with something?"

Yan Zimi: "Is he all right after blowing the wind all night?"

Zhao Di: "Do you think he looks like a busy person today? This man is very strong and strong, a macho."

That can't be the case.

After a while, Zhao Di said again: "It seems that he is in a good mood today."

Zhao Di: "It's not because you didn't come over for dinner, right?"

Yan Zimi: "No way"

Zhao Di: "Haha, I don't think so either"

Yan Zimi thought about it carefully, and felt that this matter should have nothing to do with him.

Right?

He didn't do anything.

But now there is nothing to ask. It is very good that Pei Huan can understand one sentence out of ten.

Pei Huan took a shower longer than the last two times, and Yan Zimi couldn't sit still after more than 5 minutes.

Just about to knock on the bathroom door, the door opened from the inside.

The hot air and aroma from the bathroom suddenly wafted out, Yan Zimi raised his hand and froze for a moment.

Pei Huan was shirtless.

It was the first time that they came face to face at such a close distance, Yan Zimi swallowed, and subconsciously took half a step back.

He withdrew his hand and explained stiffly: "Let me see if you finished washing."

Pei Huan said, "It's finished."

Yan Zimi tried his best to control his gaze, not to look down.

Why did he find Yan Zimi's gray trousers to wear?

A little help.

Pei Huan was wiping his hair with Yan Zimi's towel, and Yan Zimi was not sure if he was sober now.

Just thinking about it, Pei Huan suddenly took off the towel and covered Yan Zimi's hair.

Then, he seriously brushed Yan Zimi's hair.

OK, the person is still confused.

Yan Zimi smiled helplessly, and stood being trampled by Pei Huan for a long time before grabbing Pei Huan's hand and taking off the towel.

As soon as he took it, Pei Huan laughed all of a sudden.

Of course Yan Zimi knew what Pei Huan was laughing at. Could it not be funny that his hair was so messy?

Yan Zimi pointed to his head: "Look for yourself."

Pei Huan's smile deepened, and he looked into Yan Zimi's eyes: "Yan Maomao, are you Yan Maomao?"

Yan Zimi got scratched somewhere, raised his head and straightened his hair: "It's not you who messed with me."

Pei Huan stopped wiping, hung the towel on Yan Zimi's shoulders and walked to the bed by himself, threw off the quilt and wanted to lie down in it.

Yan Zimi's eyes were sharp and his hands quickly grabbed him.

"Hair is still wet."

Pei Huan said, "Sleepy."

Seeing that he was about to lie down again, Yan Zimi pulled him up again: "Dry your hair before going back to sleep."

Pei Huan still said, "Sleepy."

Yan Zimi: "If you're sleepy, blow your hair too."

But this person was very disobedient and had great strength, so he insisted on lying down.

Yan Zimi had no choice but to call out his name: "Pei Huan!" He said, "I'm angry."

Pei Huan stopped immediately, leaning on the bed to look at Yan Zimi.

Yan Zimi: "Sit down."

Pei Huan immediately got up and sat down.

It was a bit funny, but Yan Zimi held back his laughter and pointed to Pei Huan and said, "Sit still."

Pei Huan didn't move.

When going to get the honey water, Yan Zimi glanced back at Pei Huan, and saw that he was still sitting in the same posture as before.

Yan Zimi smiled inwardly, took the honey water and handed it to him: "Drink it."

Pei Huan took it obediently, raised his head and started drinking.

Yan Zimi continued: "Sit still, I'll get the hair dryer."

Pei Huan was unable to speak while drinking water, but nodded lightly.

The hair dryer is in the bathroom, Yan Zimi took it out and came out.

Pei Huan had already finished drinking the honey water. When Yan Zimi came over, he raised his cup and said to Yan Zimi, "Don't be angry."

Yan Zimi didn't speak.

Pei Huan handed the cup to Pei Huan again: "Smile."

Yan Zimi couldn't help laughing now: "You really are."

Putting the cup on the table, Yan Zimi blow-dried Pei Huan's hair.

Pei Huan looked really sleepy, as if he was going to fall on the bed at any time.

But he was really bluffed by Yan Zimi, insisting on sitting still and not daring to move.

Pei Huan's hair is not long, so it will be done in a while.

After turning off the hair dryer, Yan Zimi said, "Go to sleep."

These words seemed to be a signal, Pei Huan finally couldn't hold on and fell down.

Yan Zimi stood beside the bed for a while, and saw that Pei Huan's breathing became steady soon.

Falling asleep is fast.

After covering Pei Huan with the quilt, Yan Zimi also went to take a bath.

Seemingly doing nothing, the time was pulled to past eleven o'clock.

When it was almost twelve o'clock, Yan Zimi turned off the light in the room and lay down on the bed.

Pei Huan has not moved since he fell asleep, and because this person is now drunk and asleep, Yan Zimi has become unscrupulous.

He called Pei Huan "brother", and reached out to hold Pei Huan's index finger.

Of course, he only did these things, and if he did too much, he seemed to be taking advantage of others.

Pei Huan slept soundly, but Yan Zimi couldn't sleep at all.

Opening and closing eyes are all pictures of Pei Huan kissing him.

Warm and soft.

After staring at it for a long time, Yan Zimi took out his phone, clicked on the search software, and typed in "Boy is drunk, kiss..."

Just enter these few words, and the related entries below will come out.

"What does it mean when a guy kisses you drunk?", "Does a guy like you when he kisses you drunk?", "A guy apologizes the next day when he kisses you drunk"...

Yan Zimi thought for a while, and clicked on the item "Does the guy like you when he kisses you drunk?"

The first article on the page explained that maybe it was because I liked it, or maybe it was because this boy was too casual.

Yan Zimi naturally ruled out the possibility of being casual, but he didn't dare to think about it if he liked him.

Yan Zimi continued to scroll down, sure enough, there are all possibilities.

Another person gave an example, saying that his friend kissed everyone when he drank too much, and some people said that drinking too much was out of control at all, and it didn't mean anything.

Yan Zimi didn't know what answer he wanted to get from the Internet, he had seen everything, but he denied it, he didn't believe it.

It was very boring, and he closed it after clicking dozens of articles.

This heartbeat made Yan Zimi not fall asleep until after two o'clock, and it also made him wake up at seven o'clock the next day.

Pei Huan's sleeping posture remained basically the same, but Yan Zimi leaned over him by himself.

His chin and arms were full of the touch of Pei Huan's skin. In the early morning, he woke up instantly, and he didn't know what happened in an instant.

Yan Zimi quickly stepped back.

But when he retreated about half a person's distance, he saw Pei Huan frowning.

The next second, Pei Huan opened his eyes.

Yan Zimi held his breath and stopped his movements.

Seeing Pei Huan looking left and right, he turned his head, and then set his eyes on Yan Zimi.

"Yan Zimi?" Pei Huan's voice was a little hoarse.

In the next sentence, he asked, "Why am I here?"

Yan Zimi: "..."

Ok.