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Lin Qingchen entangled Su Wuqi like an octopus.

Su Wuqi was going to put the person down on a soft black leather sofa, but who knew that this person would refuse to come down, and entangled Su Wuqi even tighter.

"Come down, or the consequences will be serious." Su Wuqi sweated a little on his forehead after being tormented by him, and spanked his buttocks, "Come down quickly."

Lin Qingchen hooked his neck tightly, raised her head and hiccupped Su Wuqi, "I won't let go."

The strong smell of alcohol rushed towards Su Wuqi, Su Wuqi immediately turned his face away and held his breath, "It stinks, come down quickly."

He subconsciously thought that Su Wuqi was going to leave him behind, and Lin Qingchen's legs tied his waist even tighter, making it difficult for Su Wuqi to breathe. .

Because the people on the body were unconscious, the weight on the body was even heavier, and Su Wuqi was also a little tired, so he simply sat down on the sofa and rested for a while.

The person lying on the body became a little calmer, buried his head in his shoulders and neck, breathed all around his ears, a little hot, Su Wuqi only tilted his head slightly, avoiding it a little.

"Hot." Lin Qingchen murmured.

Su Wuqi moved the fan on the opposite side with his feet, blowing towards them.

He prayed that the man would be better off.

But the sky doesn't follow people's wishes.

Lin Qingchen suddenly felt a bit itchy at the base of her thighs, and scratched randomly, but couldn't find the direction, and scratched like a dog's paws. Su Wuqi slightly opened his eyes, and grabbed his hands that were doing anything wrong, "What are you scratching?"

Lin Qingchen was tortured by the itch, "I want to scratch it, it's so itchy..."

As he spoke, he twisted restlessly like this.

Twist.

Twist.

Twist again.

"..."

Su Wuqi grasped Lin Qingchen's hand tightly and placed it on his back.

"...Stop, if you don't stop, you will be at your own risk." Su Wuqi's eyes drooped slightly, and the light in his eyes dimmed.

"I can't stop, it's so itchy!" Lin Qingchen still twisted recklessly, rubbing to relieve the itching. "Why is it so itchy~"

The wind blowing from the fan couldn't take away the heat in this small space at all, instead it became more and more stuffy.

Lin Qingchen felt that the wine he drank seemed to be burning in his body, his whole body was burning hot, and hot sweat began to flow from his temples, making him extremely uncomfortable, but he didn't know what to do.

He really wanted to hug an ice cube to relieve the heat.

But the front is hot.

"Well, I want to tickle, I want to scratch~~" Lin Qingchen's voice sounded in Su Wuqi's ear with a little despair.

He was still twisting restlessly.

Su Wuqi was pressed by the weight of his body, his breathing became heavy and rapid, and his sweat gathered more and more.

After a while, Lin Qingchen raised his head, fixed his eyes on Su Wuqi for a moment, moved his lips and said, "Your cell phone hurts, it hurts my flesh."

"..."

Lin Qingchen frowned, her eyebrows were like waves, "Take your mobile phone away quickly, throw it away, it's uncomfortable."

Su Wuqi raised his eyelids, his eyes were calm, "Do you know what type of phone this is? Just throw it away casually?"

Lin Qingchen was dissatisfied, and gave orders, "I don't care, take it out immediately and throw it away for me."

"It's not a mobile phone." Su Wuqi responded to him.

Even if Lin Qingchen's consciousness is fuzzy, she seems to have vaguely guessed that everyone is of the same species, with the same structure, I understand.

"Oh." Lin Qingchen sighed, "what to do, it's getting more and more itchy, you let go of my hand and let me scratch it."

Su Wuqi was about to let go of his hand, but he heard Lin Qingchen say in a daze, "...how about you scratch it for me? It's more comfortable for others to scratch it for me... ..I can help you too, you scratch me, I scratch you."

"Are you sure you want me to help you?" Su Wuqi's nose touched his nose.The eyes are as deep as the mysterious deep sea, attracting prying eyes, "It's not impossible."

Lin Qingchen's eyes seemed to be a little brighter, and she looked a little clearer.

"If you agree, you can't regret it. You will bear the consequences."

Lin Qingchen twisted, still feeling itchy, so she nodded under Su Wuqi's gaze.

"Okay, I'll scratch it for you."

This tickling made Lin Qingchen die.

Finally, when the itching stopped, even though the clothes on her body were hanging crookedly on her hip bones, Lin Qingchen fell asleep on Su Wuqi's body.

Su Wuqi wiped his hands clean, put his palms on Lin Qingchen's waist, leaned his head back, and fell asleep directly.

At dawn, Lin Qingchen was awakened by the numbness in his body. His limbs were all twisted, and after a night of awkward posture, they were now numb.

This sour feeling made Lin Qingchen grin his teeth.

"Ouch......"

He opened his eyes, just facing Su Wuqi's face, all the pictures in his mind were played in a clear cycle, his mind exploded immediately, and there was a rumble in his mind.

God!

Fuck!

Su Wuqi also woke up at this time, his eyes were calm, but Lin Qingchen panicked and covered his mouth, for fear that he would cry out in fright.

Lin Qingchen preemptively said, "Shut up!"

"..."

Su Wuqi's eyeballs rolled up and down, signaling him to let go.

Lin Qingchen discussed with him, "I can let go, but you can't call me, otherwise our innocence will be compromised."

Su Wuqi felt funny in his heart.

With lazy brows and eyes, he nodded perfunctorily.

Lin Qingchen let him go, he was drinking and playing hooligans, but the other party didn't seem to be a gentleman, so everything can be imagined...

"Why didn't you stop me last night? Are you really good at scratching your hands?" Lin Qingchen got off him and asked with folded arms.He felt the itching from last night still on his legs.

Su Wuqi said softly: "A normal person can't resist your nonsense, let alone I like a man."

Lin Qingchen was shocked.

"I've told you before, you're at your own risk, and you've heard it." Su Wuqi sat on the sofa, looked at Lin Qingchen, and stretched his paralyzed legs.

"Really, have you said it?" Lin Qingchen looked away, "Have you said it? I didn't hear it."

Su Wuqi stood up, standing in front of him with a taller body than Lin Qingchen, giving people an invisible sense of oppression, "I forgot it so quickly, I can help you recall the memory."

Lin Qingchen was dragged into the bathroom by someone, who kindly helped him retrieve his memory.

When he came out, Lin Qingchen supported the wall, his palms were red, he actually enjoyed Su Wuqi's tickle for him, and felt extremely refreshed.

Su Wuqi stood aside, leaning against the toilet door, "Do you remember?"

Lin Qingchen waved his hands, and said in a state of exhaustion: "...I remembered, I said so."

"Well, would you like to express your thoughts?"

Lin Qingchen smiled falsely and said: "It's normal, men, they help each other and are more friendly."

"..."

Su Wuqi walked to wash his face calmly.

Lin Qingchen thought about it, tickling this kind of happy thing can still be done a few more times, and Su Wuqi's technique is good.

It's sour and refreshing.

He thought about it, and said to Su Wuqi's back: "If we need to tickle in the future, we can still help each other."