The scheming beauty is always fishing for me

Men's hair is shorter and dries quickly.

Xiang Qin couldn't see Ye Jin's expression, but he could feel the faint warmth of his fingertips, which were bouncing and rolling in his hair.

After drying my hair, I took my body temperature.

Xiang Qin was going to check the temperature by himself, but Ye Jin took it directly: "...38 degrees, not bad."

Ye Jin turned around and touched Xiang Qin's forehead again, not surprisingly seeing his rosy neck.

He laughed and withdrew his hand: "Is there any discomfort?"

Xiang Qin hesitated for a moment: "I'm a little dizzy."

In Ye Jin's eyes, his hesitation seemed to be euphemistic because he didn't want to make people worry.

"Are you sleepy? Do you want to sleep for a while?" Ye Jin said softly, "Because the body temperature is not particularly high, let's take a rest without taking medicine."

Xiang Qin shook his head: "I don't want to sleep."

"Hmm..." Ye Jin pondered for a few seconds, "Find a show to watch with you?"

Xiang Qin nodded quickly: "Okay."

Now at four o'clock in the afternoon, it's a bit early for cooking and eating, so I can only find something else to do.

Ye Jin asked, "Is there a projector?"

Xiang Qin nodded: "Yes, in the living room."

"Then sit down for a while, and I'll turn on the projector."

As soon as Ye Jin turned around, Xiang Qin secretly took the thermometer and smelled it... Well, it's okay, it doesn't smell.

Although he knew that he didn't have body odor, he was still worried about making a fool of himself in front of Ye Jin.

Even if the final outcome is parting ways, he still wants to make a good impression.

The movie was chosen by Ye Jin, a horror and suspense movie, not a ghost movie, but better than a ghost movie.

The sofa directly opposite the projector is not big, just enough for two people.

At the beginning of the movie, there is a critical strike, and an oversized grimace fills the screen: "Ha——"

But at this time Ye Jin went to the bedroom to get him a blanket.

Ye Jin was afraid that Xiang Qin would be frozen, so after taking the blanket, he turned up the temperature of the air conditioner. He glanced at Xiang Qin's curled up fingertips, and asked seemingly unintentionally, "Are you afraid, Brother Qin?"

"Not afraid..." Xiang Qin hesitated, "If you are afraid, you can get closer to me."

How could Ye Jin be afraid of this thing, let alone that it is not a ghost movie at all, even if it is a real ghost movie, he can still calm down.

But Xiang Qin was already delivered to his door, how could he not hurry up?

"It's a bit scary." Ye Jin sat cross-legged on the sofa next to Xiang Qin, "I rarely watch such movies."

Xiang Qin blinked: "Then do you want another one?"

Ye Jin held back a smile: "No way? I think this one looks pretty good. Besides, with Brother Qin here, what am I afraid of?"

Xiang Qin: "Oh——"

The well-behaved Gougou tried his best to sit up straight, letting Ye Jin lean on him.

"..."

Ye Jin found that Xiang Qin was really her source of happiness.

It's like this every time, no matter how upset you are in your heart, how many things you have to worry about, when you face Xiang Qin, you can always smile easily.

The rhythm and plot of this show are very exciting, there are many high-energy scenes, and there are many foreshadowings worth discussing one after another. While watching, the two of them also have many topics to talk about.

The only problem is, they're getting closer and closer.

Every time he sees a 'high energy ahead', Ye Jin will openly approach Xiang Qin a little bit.

At first, I just wanted to tease people, but gradually I really wanted to get closer——Xiang Qin's body was too warm and comfortable.

Mr. Xiang's legs and feet were tense, and he felt that he might not have a fever of 38 degrees, but more than [-] degrees.

He really wanted to hide for a while, but when he thought about it, Ye Jin was scared, and he couldn't bear it anymore.

I had no choice but to stretch my body, while enduring the long itching of being intimate with the person I like, while quietly acting as a protector.

"Nice abs."

The lead actor of this drama is quite famous, and there are very few dramas with disheveled clothes, but in this one, the upper body is actually exposed.

Xiang Qin asked dryly, "Do you like it?"

Ye Jin said casually: "It's not bad, the main reason is that I don't have one."

Ye Jin's figure is naturally excellent. It's not that she doesn't have abdominal muscles, but there is only a thin layer. Because of her thin body, the muscles cannot be developed.

After a while, Xiang Qin whispered, "I have it too."

"..."

Ye Jin laughed straight away——

"It's useless." Ye Jin leaned against Xiang Qin and said lazily, "If someone else is a celebrity, Brother Qin will also see it?"

Xiang Qin stopped talking, probably because of his illness, his emotions were a little more exposed than usual.

Ye Jin turned her head to look over, Xiang Qin was like a big dog that was sulking, gloomy, but couldn't find a point to refute.

Xiang Qin didn't mind showing it.

But it's obviously not suitable for ordinary friends to look at abdominal muscles, and they are not in that kind of relationship, nor will they be in that kind of relationship.

Ye Jin was happy for a while, and said in a coaxing tone that she didn't care too much: "Actually, I have it too, but it's not too obvious. Brother Qin, do you want to see it?"

Xiang Qin's heart beat so violently that he almost couldn't speak: "No, there's no need."

The plot of the film is still going on, the characters are speaking their lines, the scenes are constantly changing, and the rhythm is exciting and exciting.

But the two people on the sofa were not thinking about the drama.

Ye Jin inexplicably felt that Xiang Qin's small eyes just now were a bit aggrieved, and he didn't know how he was aggrieved by showing Xiang Qin his abdominal muscles.

But it's hard to ask directly.

Ye Jin pondered, she couldn't argue with the patient, the brain circuit of the patient was nonsensical.

Right now, Xiang Qin is really entangled in one thing for no reason—is it possible for people to show their abs casually?

Xiang Qin, who was immersed in his thoughts, heard the people around him say, "It's a bit cold."

"Then turn the temperature up a bit."

Xiang Qin said that he was going to get the remote control, but was stopped by Ye Jin.

"It would be too dry to turn it up any higher." Ye Jin suggested with a slight smile, "Why don't Brother Qin share the blanket with me?"

"it is good--"

The blanket was not big, and it could barely cover the waist, abdomen and legs of the two of them when turned sideways.

So they could only get closer, almost shoulder to shoulder, hip to hip.

Oh, not quite.

Because it couldn't reach Ye Jin's waist, his waist was very narrow and was pulled in.

Xiang Qin's body was getting hotter and hotter, and he felt that the fever would not be cured until tomorrow.

Ye Jin said abruptly: "Actually, my hands are rather cold."

Xiang Qin paused for a second, hesitantly squeezed his palm, and just when Ye Jin thought he was enlightened, Xiang Qin stuffed his hand directly into his coat pocket: "My pocket is warm, why don't you keep it for a while?"

Ye Jin: "...it's very warm."

In fact, he was going to hold Xiang Qin's hand.

But that's fine, holding hands may be too out of bounds in Xiang Qin's eyes.

It's not good to scare people away.

The sky outside was getting more and more cloudy, and when they finished watching the fourth episode, the heavy rain came crashing down, and there was a crackling sound on the window sill.

The small apartment is warm and cozy, all the chill is blocked by glass,

The space at the other end of the loveseat was getting bigger and bigger, Xiang Qin was squeezed between the armrest and Ye Jin, and he didn't dare to move around, it was miserable.

"Brother Qin, are you hungry?"

Xiang Qin shook his head first, then realized that Ye Jin might be hungry.

"What would you like to eat tonight?"

"It doesn't matter what I want to eat." Ye Jin's gentle voice was right next to his ears, "The important thing is that you eat lightly."

Xiang Qin: "It's okay, we can eat separately."

Ye Jin's hand was still in Xiang Qin's pocket: "That's not good, Mr. Xiang has porridge, I'm a big fish..."

"—Where am I willing?" He smiled and looked up at Qin Qin.

The blush spread directly from the neck to the base of the ears, even Xiang Qin's face was not spared.

This would require Zhong Buyun, who has experienced many battles, to be here. He can not only see Ye Jin's attitude at a glance, but he might even flirt back smoothly.

But it happened to be Xiang Qin, he couldn't tell which of Ye Jin's words was ambiguous and which was normal.

In other words, under the premise of "Ye Jin will never like me" set by himself, even if some words are ambiguous, but because Ye Jin said them, he would think they are common words.

"Let me cook today..." Ye Jin thought for a second, "How about eating next?"

Xiang Qin hadn't pulled his mind from the phrase 'how can I be willing', and nodded without hearing anything clearly.

Seeing that he agreed, Ye Jin threw off the blanket, stepped into the slippers and went to the kitchen.

The temperature around him suddenly left, and Xiang Qin felt inexplicably lost.

It's not that he doesn't like being close to Ye Jin... It's just that Ye Jin realizes that he likes him in the future and will find these closeness very uncomfortable.

Xiang Qin didn't care where the plot of the movie went, he just stared blankly in the direction of the kitchen.

The kitchen is semi-open, and when the door is opened, an island will be revealed, and the direction of the upper part of the kitchen can be clearly seen from the living room.

Xiang Qin's line of sight just falls on Ye Jin's constantly moving waist...it's really thin.

He and Ye Jin are friends, right?

He would come over when he said he was sick, and he would give him noodles, and he would not mind approaching him.

It's just that Xiang Qin is very distressed, is Ye Jin so close to all his friends?

"Ding--"

The phone rang suddenly, Xiang Qin glanced at the time, it was past eight o'clock.

He hurriedly threw off the blanket and walked into the bathroom, closing the door behind closed doors, making sure that Ye Jin hadn't come before he dared to listen to the voice message.

The person who made the voice call was a person named Bing Qiang: "Brother Xiang, I'm exhausted today, but I've gained a little bit - I need to pay more."

The second voice came quickly: "I went to Shangzhi Road to squat as you said, and I did see two men at the gate of the abandoned factory, as if they were waiting for someone."

Xiang Qin paused, and immediately typed to ask: Did you see the face clearly?

Bing Qiang replied: "I didn't see the faces clearly, but according to my observation, they looked like people on the construction site. They were ordered to wait here. They didn't wait for anyone until it rained heavily. You two are stupid. Forced to shiver in the rain Shaking hahahahaha—"

The factory was abandoned, and the main entrance was locked. They couldn't get in, so they had to go through the side entrance.

But they were afraid that the people who had to wait would turn around and leave when they saw no one here, so they didn't dare to move around.

Apparently he didn't read the weather forecast.

"The latter is the key point, you need to add money."

Xiang Qin replied: OK.

Bing Qiang recounted what he saw: "The two people waited until eight o'clock and didn't get anyone. They made a phone call. I didn't hear the content. After that, they took the bus and left. I think it seems that there is nothing to gain today, so I just They drove up and followed, and they entered a community."

"At first I thought it was their house, but later I found out that it wasn't. They put a small note at the door of a house, saying 'NO. There are people waiting, but the head of the household never came home and never saw the note."

Xiang Qin was silent, but luckily the phone call was made in time, Ye Jin didn't have time to go home.

He asked: What is the house number?

——Unit 21, Building 1202.

Xiang Qin memorized the address, and Bing Qiang sent another voice: "Brother Xiang, what should I do with this little note?"

Xiang Qin typed quickly: take it away, throw it away, throw it away.

After typing, he thought about it, deleted it, and typed again:

——You rewrite a small note, don't leave fingerprints, just write 'Ye Wenzhe's son lives in this kind of place now?Want to know how your parents died, NO.16 at 1380:[-] p.m. to No. [-] Shangzhi Road in the southern suburbs, come alone'.

Bingqiang: Finished writing, then what?

He is used to carrying a notebook and a pen with him so that he can record some observations, and Xiang Qin also knows this.

—and call the police.

Bing Qiang, who was at the door of Ye Jin's house, was dumbfounded, what kind of awesome operation is calling the police?

But after thinking about it for a while, he understood that it was because he was afraid that someone would continue to insert small notes in the back, and the head of the household would see it sooner or later, so it was better to call the police directly to stop the trouble, and let the police investigate the matter in depth.

His message to brother came again: remember, call the Showa Police District.

Bing Qiang took the money and handled things very neatly.

He pretended to be a neighbor and immediately slipped away after calling the police. He was not worried about being photographed by surveillance cameras. He also held an umbrella, which just covered his face. Even if the police saw him on surveillance, they would only treat him as a resident.

But those two sneaky workers are not the same, as long as they look at the surveillance, they will feel suspicious.

Brother Xiang is smart.

And money.

Still very generous——

In the rain, Bing Qiang was still wearing his worn-out plaid jacket, which hadn't been changed for several years.Old clothes are comfortable to wear.

Xiang Qin wanted to smoke a little bit.

Messy memories flooded in, making him unable to tell which ones were real and which ones were fake for a moment.

It doesn't matter, as long as he persists for another half a year, he doesn't have to think about it anymore.

In fact, Xiang Qin was not afraid of ghosts before, he was a staunch materialist, but...

Xiang Qin exhaled, feeling the temperature on his forehead was still very hot.

It is not in vain that he has taken a cold shower since the morning. He thought the effect was not obvious. He planned to wash his hair with cold water before Ye Jin came to make the fever last longer. It would be best if Ye Jin could stay tonight. Unexpectedly, he was caught.

There shouldn't be any doubts... Xiang Qin was a little apprehensive.

But it is winter now, and washing your hair with hot water will also be very cold, which should not be much different from the temperature after washing your hair with cold water and drying it.

Footsteps came from the bedroom, Xiang Qin gathered his mood, walked over to open the bathroom door, and directly ran into Ye Jin who was about to knock on the door.

Ye Jin said teasingly: "It's been 10 minutes, constipated?"

Xiang Qin blushed: "No... I smoked a cigarette."

Ye Jin knows that many people like to smoke in the bathroom, so does his father, because he and his mother don't like the smell of smoke, and his father has set up a special smoking bathroom at home, and it is always smoky.

But he didn't smell any smoke at the moment, maybe Xiang Qin didn't smoke much.

"Brother Qin still smokes?" Ye Jin turned around, "It's the first time I know."

"Smoking less..."

Xiang Qin wanted to say, if you don't like it, I can quit, but he felt that this was too much, afraid that Ye Jin would notice something, so he had to hold back.

"The noodles are ready, come and eat."

Ye Jin really doesn't know how to cook, and neither can noodles.

But he just doesn't know how to do it, he is not a fool, and he will know how to do it after searching the Internet.

He fried the poached egg so badly that it was still a bit burnt. He put the slightly better egg in Xiang Qin's bowl, served it with a few green vegetables, and it looked pretty decent.

It is not difficult to make noodles, but the difficulty is that it is difficult to control the amount of noodles, and there is too much water and too little water.

After following the ratio found on the Internet, the noodles were a little less, but at least they didn't make a mess.

"It's the first time I'm doing it, Brother Qin, please be patient."

Xiang Qin: "It's delicious."

Ye Jin: "Really?"

Xiang Qin affirmed, "Really."

Xiang Qin really thought it was delicious, although it was a bit bland... But he never imagined that one day he would be able to eat Ye Jin's cooking, even if it was just noodles.

Ye Jin believed it.

He took a breath in a good mood: "... so light."

Xiang Qin played dumb: "Is it light? I think it's just right."

He spoke seriously, and for a moment Ye Jin couldn't tell whether Xiang Qin was coaxing herself or if she really thought it was just right.

Is the patient's sense of taste different from that of ordinary people?

After a meal of noodles, both of them were warm and warm, and Xiang Qin was still sweating a little.

Ye Jin was about to wash the dishes: "If you're sleepy, tell me that you have to take your temperature again before going to bed."

Xiang Qin responded obediently: "Okay."

Ye Jin couldn't hold back and pressed his forehead again, in fact, she really wanted to pinch Xiang Qin's red ears, but she didn't know how it felt.

Last time I drank too much and squeezed it once, but I forgot what it felt like.

Under his gaze, Xiang Qin's face became hotter and hotter, but he was soon attracted by other things——

As he got closer, he realized that there were a few red spots on Ye Jin's face.

Xiang Qin was a little annoyed: "You got burned?"

Ye Jin was taken aback, and touched the side of her face: "It should be splashed with oil, it's not a problem, it doesn't hurt."

He didn't pay attention to it before, and when there was water on the spatula, he turned the egg directly, and a few drops came out after frying.

Xiang Qin felt that something was wrong, he held Ye Jin still and said, "Wait for me."

Then he went to the cabinet on the side of the balcony to get a scald ointment, then bent down in front of Ye Jin, squeezed the scald ointment onto his fingertips, and spread it on Ye Jin's fair skin little by little.

The two were so close that they could clearly see the fine hairs on each other's faces.

Ye Jin: "..."

At this time Xiang Qin was not shy anymore, his face was rarely serious.

Ye Jin curled her lower lip cryptically.

When Xiang Qin finished applying the ointment, he suddenly pretended to be inadvertent and leaned down, and the corner of his lips brushed against Xiang Qin's breath, just a centimeter... maybe a little closer.

Xiang Qin was completely stunned, his skin turned red inch by inch at a speed visible to the naked eye, and he didn't dare to move, pitifully froze in place.

Ye Jin leaned back on the chair, as if nothing had happened, and asked with a smile: "Mr. Xiang, why didn't you paint it? Is it finished?"

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