Calculation rules for second-hand goods and second-hand forces

Zhao Xiaofu is going to Song Yizhou's appointment in the afternoon.

What did this kid say, summer is over, and he wants to go for an outing while the autumn is clear.

Because it was the weekend, Yan Luoqing was also at home.But he didn't come out of the room for almost a day, and he ordered takeaway for lunch.

Before going out, Zhao Xiaofu remembered that Yan Luoqing had a set of folding fishing rods in his room, which might be useful.

Knocked on the door, but Yan Luoqing didn't answer.

Could it be that he went out when he wasn't paying attention?

Zhao Xiaofu pushed the door open and went in, only to find that Yan Luoqing was sleeping soundly wrapped in a quilt.

He slept extremely peacefully, as if dead.Although it is a bit out of line to describe it like this, it does look like a dead body.

And even though it is early autumn, the weather is not cold enough to wrap such a thick quilt.

Zhao Xiaofu noticed that there was a bottle of medicine and half a glass of water beside the bed.

I picked up the medicine bottle and looked at it, antipyretics?

Zhao Xiaofu touched Yan Luoqing's forehead, it was really hot.

Does this potion work?

Called a few times, no response.

He looked under the bed, found the medicine box, took out the thermometer inside, and measured it for Yan Luoqing, who was like a dead pig, for 5 minutes, 38.5 degrees Celsius.

Is it okay?

Zhao Xiaofu looked at the thermometer suspiciously, then turned to look at Yan Luoqing, laughing inexplicably.

You also have a fever?

To be honest, he rarely had the opportunity to see Yan Luoqing's injuries.The last burglary incident was a complete accident.

Yan Luoqing would never show a disease like this.It is estimated that he would rather hurt himself internally than show his weak side.

Zhao Xiaofu searched in the room for a long time, but he didn't see the set of fishing rods, so he thought to forget it, he can go directly.

Opening the door, he felt uneasy again, and went back to check Yan Luoqing's temperature again.

Still 38.5 degrees.

Shouldn't it be going up if it didn't drop?

The phone rang, Song Yizhou urged me a few words.

Zhao Xiaofu groaned a few times and said, "I guess I won't be able to go."

Song Yizhou asked what happened.

Zhao Xiaofu said, "Someone in the family is sick."

"Who is it?" Song Yizhou asked.

Zhao Xiaofu hesitated, "My nephew."

If Yan Luoqing knew in her dream, she would wake up immediately with anger.

Fortunately, he doesn't have such a high level of morality.

After hanging up the phone, Zhao Xiaofu took a good look at Yan Luoqing's sick face, and got under the quilt directly, intending to cover him with some heat to sweat more, but fell asleep in the end.

After sleeping for an unknown amount of time, Zhao Xiaofu woke up from the heat, sweating all over, and his mind was still in a daze.

Yan Luoqing faced her directly, sleeping soundly.

Zhao Xiaofu pinched his face sleepily, it felt like his fever had subsided.

While feeling relieved, Zhao Xiaofu suddenly felt that he was really good-looking.This nose is a nose and a mouth is a mouth, it should be high, it should be low, it should be thin, it should be full.

By coincidence, Zhao Xiaofu kissed him on the mouth.

With a touch of water, it was so natural that he felt that he just brushed it by accident.

Then he got up in a daze, got out of bed, put on his slippers, and went out to wash his face.

After washing my face, I went to dota online on my own.

When hitting the third copy, Yan Luoqing's angry voice came from behind: "What did you do to me?"

Zhao Xiaofu interacted with his teammates without looking back, "Huh?"

Yan Luoqing leaned against his door, folded her chest and quietly watched Zhao Xiaofu finish the boss fight, and asked, "What's wrong with the water on my bed, can you explain to me?" The vastness...should not be reached by his own sweat, right?Would this kid sprinkle water on his bed while he was sick?

Only then did Zhao Xiaofu look back at Yan Luoqing who was suspicious, and said, "I haven't been to your room, how do I know?"

Yan Luoqing walked over and kicked his leg, "Then what's the matter with these shoes?"

Zhao Xiaofu looked down, only to find that one of the slippers under his feet belonged to him, and he couldn't help coughing, "I'm just wearing your shoe, what a fuss."

Seeing Yan Luoqing staring at him, he had no choice but to say: "If I said that I kindly covered the quilt for you and sweated a lot, would you believe me?"

Yan Luoqing laughed: "Why don't you say that I wet the bed."

Zhao Xiaofu glanced at his lower body and couldn't help laughing: "I can't tell."

If Yan Luoqing knew the truth, she would throw Zhao Xiaofu on the bed right now.It's a pity that he didn't know, so he just threw Zhao Xiaofu and the chair heavily on the balcony and slammed the door and left.

"Crazy." Zhao Xiaofu, who was in shock on the balcony, could only come to this conclusion.Isn't that right, he doesn't believe the truth!

The phone rang again, and it was Song Yizhou who answered it:

"Is your nephew better?"

"It looks good." Zhao Xiaofu recalled the way Yan Luoqing threw him just now.

"Movie tonight, do you want to come out?"

"Oh." In fact, Zhao Xiaofu didn't really want to go, but when he thought of Yan Luoqing's gloomy appearance these two days, he decided to go out for a walk.

A sci-fi film, kind of interesting.

Zhao Xiaofu drank a large glass of Coke before entering the theater, so he had to go out to WC after watching halfway through.

When I came back, I passed the last row, which was full of double seats, but only one person was seated in a row.

Why don't you go up to so many positions in front?The position in the last row is not very effective.

Zhao Xiaofu glanced at the man with the mood of looking at a fool.

It happened that the movie was in the middle of a shootout, and the silver-white laser illuminated the theater for a moment.

Zhao Xiaofu suddenly discovered that the person was Yan Luoqing!

He was happy at the moment, and sat down beside him.

Yan Luoqing jumped up and saw that someone dared to sit next to her in the dark, she couldn't help being furious: This tm is a double seat, is it sick to sit in the same seat as her?

Suppressing his anger for a while: "There are people here."

The man said, "Who is it? The show is almost over."

this sound.

Yan Luoqing couldn't believe it and took out her mobile phone to light up the man's face. It was really Zhao Xiaofu, and she was so complicated that she couldn't speak.

He was so bored at night, he went out to the supermarket to buy some new dishes, and when he passed by a movie theater, he casually came in to pass the time.Didn't expect this to happen again.Fate or something is really weird and terrifying.

Zhao Xiaofu said: "I'm sitting in the fifth row with my friend. It works well, and there are still vacancies. Do you want to go up?"

Yan Luoqing shook her head.

Zhao Xiaofu didn't leave either, he leaned on the back of the chair next to him with peace of mind, looking leisurely.

Seeing a hilarious scene, the entire audience burst into laughter, Zhao Xiaofu also laughed, and suddenly found that it was very quiet nearby.

Turning my head to look at the person next to me, I saw that he was also looking at me slightly sideways, his outline and expression were hidden in the darkness, only a pair of eyes were faintly shining, and the light danced gently with the light and shadow of the screen.

The audience burst into laughter again, Zhao Xiaofu knew that the movie was put on a fun place again, and obviously wanted to watch the screen eagerly, but his eyes seemed to be firmly attracted by the light in the opponent's eyes, and he couldn't turn away.

Yan Luoqing didn't look away either, and slowly approached.

Zhao Xiaofu wanted to ask what he was doing knowingly, but he held back.

Yan Luoqing finally reached out to support the back of his head and kissed him.

The first stroke is very light, soft like cotton.

The second time, it was like an octopus just caught from the sea, and it began to entangle tightly...

Feeling that Zhao Xiaofu was kissing back stammeringly in an extremely clumsy way, something melted in Yan Luoqing's chest, and she said in her heart: I forgive you.

Stretching out the other hand to hug him tightly, guiding his tongue gently, telling it in a subtle language, knowing how to advance and retreat, how long to know, how deep to understand.

Zhao Xiaofu, who didn't know that he was resented and quickly forgiven, put his right hand on Yan Luoqing's shoulder...

Standing outside the movie theater, Zhao Xiaofu sent a message to Song Yizhou: My nephew told me to go home, let's go first, bye.

Yan Luoqing said that she had to go on a business trip the next day, so she had to go back early.

The evening wind blows over in gusts, bringing a chill that makes one's bones shrink.

Zhao Xiaofu shrank his shoulders, his lips swelled slightly in the wind, the image of forgetting with someone in the dark theater just now flashed in his mind, and he couldn't help blushing: Fuck.No one will see it.

A slightly old Xiali slid up to him.

He skillfully opened the door and sat in the passenger seat.

Xiali shook slightly twice, started successfully, and disappeared at the end of the neon lights.