Hush!don't open the door for him

Fang Yin was sitting on the bed with a notebook on his lap, and he was biting the pen holder in a daze.Although there is a desk for writing and office work in the room, he still prefers to lean against the head of the bed for the next recording work.

On the balcony before, the words Qin Sang said would always rush into his mind inadvertently, echoing over and over again, and then became clearer each time, engraved repeatedly, as if he would never forget it.

Besides Mumu, she also told him a lot about the past.Before the end of the world, about Qin Pinggui.Qin Pinggui in Qin Sang's mouth seemed to be different from what he remembered.

The teeth rubbed against the plastic pen holder unconsciously, leaving a not-so-light tooth mark on it in a short while. The plastic pen holder was overwhelmed and made a harsh creaking sound.Fang Yin, who was immersed in his own memories, did not consider the feeling of the ballpoint pen in his hand at all.

As soon as Qin Pinggui opened the door, this was the scene that caught his eye.

The young man's hair should have been washed not long ago, and it looked not completely dry, with a damp breath, and the fabric of the neckline was soaked by the water droplets that naturally dripped from the hair, and the spots were dark and light.

Hair has not been trimmed for a long time.

The overly long hair covered one-third of the young man's eyebrows and eyes, vaguely concealing the blankness and fragility in the eyes.With a pen in his mouth, he sat on the head of the bed with his legs curled up. He didn't know what he was thinking, and he didn't even hear the door opening.

The thin rod of the ballpoint pen slightly opened a gap between the young man's lips and teeth, and he could see the teeth rubbing against them, and the soft red tip of his tongue that brushed unconsciously from time to time.

Qin Pinggui's eyes fell on the young man's mouth, and he couldn't take his eyes off.He stared at it for a few seconds, then swallowed without a trace.Adam's apple rolls.

"Gudong" sound.

Qin Pinggui looked away in a panic as if he had been awakened suddenly, and cleared his throat in a pretentious manner, as if he had just opened the door and came in to see the young man, and asked, "What's wrong?"

"Huh?" Fang Yinkong's eyes suddenly became lively, as if he had been injected with a soul, he turned his head to look at Qin Pinggui like a cat, tilted his head, his half-wet hair trembled with his movements , making his eyes more and more moist.

"No. It's nothing." Fang Yin finally let go of his teeth, ending the inhuman torment of the ballpoint pen.

He asked: "You are back, how is it going? How is the discussion with Sister Shuyi going?"

The young man straightened up, moved his buttocks unnaturally, rubbed back and forth half an inch, as if to make room for Qin Ping, then put his hands on the corner of the notebook, and began to torture the notebook, twisting Roll it up with the footer, then push it away with your fingertips and press it to flatten it.

This is not a one-time action.

Fang Yin's fingers kept repeating this movement restlessly.His eyes were staring straight at Qin Pinggui.The young man seemed to be a little restless.But that state didn't look like he was full of worries and anxious.

Qin Pinggui walked over, stretched out his hand and inserted his fingertips between Fang Yin's fingers and this page, and then smoothed the corner of the paper that was tortured by the youth until it became limp, and asked, "Will you still write?" ?"

Fang Yin's finger was still resting on Qin Pinggui's, and he didn't take it away or stop him, just laying on it.Listening to his question, I looked at the upside-down sentences in the notebook and the handwriting of letting myself go.

He shook his head.

With this movement, Qin Pinggui pulled out the ravaged notebook under Fang Yin's hand, and then with the other hand, he also pulled out the ballpoint pen that Fang Yin was holding on his fingertips.

Properly put everything away, poured Fang Yin a glass of water with a suitable temperature, and then went to the bathroom to get a brand new soft towel.

During this period, Fang Yin's gaze never took off from his body, following Qin Pinggui's movements, he moved back and forth in the room.

Until the towel covered Fang Yin's head, his eyes darkened, and his vision was forced to be blocked.

Qin Pinggui knelt on the bed with one leg and stood with the other leg. He hugged Fang Yin's head with his warm palm through the towel, and wiped it gently.

The two of them were so close that Fang Yin felt that the tip of his nose was almost touching Qin Pinggui's hard abdominal muscles.But Qin Pinggui felt that when the young man breathed, the warm breath seemed to be directly sprayed on the skin through a layer of clothing.

But no one distanced themselves.

Fang Yin didn't even change his posture, letting Qin Pinggui hold his head and rub it back and forth, he just said sullenly, "It's almost done."

Qin Pinggui turned a deaf ear to it, and continued with his hands, but said something else: "All the materials have been handed over to Zhao Shuyi, and she may need some time to sort out and read the contents, and she won't be able to get the results in a while. The news of coming to help Lucheng has been sent out, Lin Qiushan and his little apprentice are relatively close to Lucheng, and it is likely to be them."

"The opening time of the next illusion is coming soon, hurry up and rest, and when we come out of the fourth illusion, we will go to the mountain city."

Qin Pinggui seldom talked so much with him in one breath, although his tone was still blunt, with a businesslike look as if he was giving a deployment task.

Fang Yin's vision was blocked, so he simply closed his eyes and let out a muffled "hum".

Probably because the quilt was covered between the towel and Qin Pinggui, the air was really stuffy, and Fang Yin's head was a little dizzy due to lack of oxygen. He leaned forward and poked the tip of his nose straight on Qin Pinggui's abdominal muscles.

Really disgusting!

Fang Yin felt his nose sore.I couldn't help but mutter in my heart, why does this person still have a tense stomach when he is usually relaxed!

He was a little dissatisfied, but he didn't move his head away.

Qin Pinggui stopped wiping his hair, and there was no place on his body that was not tense.

Although it is said that the two people usually have those physical contacts.But which time it didn't happen for a reason.

Fang Yin buried his head in his stomach so suddenly, it was hard for Qin Pinggui not to be distracted. In an instant, the frequency of his heart beat soared, and the beating was powerful, like a galloping horse, a mountain roaring and a tsunami .

He waited for a few seconds before the palm of his hand started slowly like a rusty machine, and continued to wipe his hair.

"Then go to rest early, there are only a dozen hours before the illusion opens." Fang Yin's voice was muffled inside, a little hazy.

It was with great difficulty that Qin Pinggui pulled back his rationality, and said in a deeper voice, "Then, you should rest earlier."

"Huh?" Fang Yin raised his head suddenly, the towel covered most of his face, only the lower half of his face was exposed, his rosy mouth opened and closed as he spoke, "Aren't you going to rest together? What are you going to do? "

Qin Pinggui walked down and saw his soft mouth that seemed to be easy to kiss, his pupils almost trembled, and he didn't say a word for a long time in a daze.

It wasn't until Fang Yin pulled the corner of his clothes and repeated it again that Qin Pinggui said in a daze, "Uh, I sleep next door."

... "Tsk."

Fang Yin impatiently removed the towel covering his head, and pulled Qin Pinggui's clothes to prop up his body, almost as usual.

"Qin Ping is back." Fang Yin suddenly called him very solemnly.

Qin Pinggui nodded, his heart was beating fast, and he only felt that he wanted to say something to him.That look is very similar to when the young man confessed his love to himself.

It was also so without warning, she suddenly looked at him brightly, hugged his neck, leaned close to his ear and asked him softly, do you want to have a try together.

Young people are quite calm most of the time.

But sometimes it's really off.There are some problems with some words, he may have been thinking about them early in the morning, but he kept his face and kept silent.When he thinks it through, he will suddenly rush to you and tell you.

This kind of suddenness made people love and hate at the same time, Qin Pinggui felt that his heart couldn't take it anymore.

Fang Yin looked at him and said: "Qin Pinggui, I talked a lot with Sangsang today. I feel more and more that in the illusion, things are impermanent, and what is in front of you is the most important thing. You, like Sangsang, have a clear goal. I have firm beliefs. But I am not. I am a person who was born with no pursuits. I am content with the status quo and only seek stability.... You are always calm and unwilling to say anything. I am a little confused. What is wrong with you? I thought about it, I... But it's different now, if you don't say something, you may not have a chance, and it's okay if you don't like it that much, just a little bit. I don't want to wait until I don't have a chance to regret it."

"Sangsang told me, the ring I gave you, you made it into a necklace and kept wearing it. You hid it when I gave you medicine last time. Did you just hide this?" Fang Yin looked at him a little worried. .

After all, Qin Pinggui didn't have any troubles on his face. The words he had originally thought up began to become a little incoherent, and he was afraid that he was being sentimental. However, in the past few days, Mao Chengcheng's death and Duchen's incident happened one after another. The file weighed heavily on his heart, making Fang Yin a little scared.

He wanted to fight for himself again, although he was used to lying flat, but the opponent was Qin Pinggui.

Qin Pinggui looked into Fang Yin's eyes, and his mind froze. He seemed to understand what he was saying, but he didn't seem to understand too much. When he heard the question, he subconsciously judged and gave an answer.

He nodded.

Then... there is no more text.

Fang Yin looked at Qin Pinggui, suddenly smiled helplessly, covered his eyes and sighed, and said to himself: "What are you talking about with this piece of wood..."

Qin Pinggui heard it.Suddenly a little flustered, thinking about what to say, just say anything, he frowned, just about to speak, suddenly felt a heat on his lips.

Score at the touch of a button.

Warm and soft.

As soft as I remembered.

As good as imagined.

"Do you hate it?" Fang Yin's ears were red, and he coughed as if to cover up, and asked extremely anxiously.

Qin Pinggui shook his head.

Fang Yin smiled with his eyes downcast, the lowered eyelashes well concealed the helplessness and loss in his eyes.He let go of Qin Pinggui, touched his hair, it was almost dry, and he could sleep.

Lie down, cover the quilt, and sleep with your eyes closed as if nothing happened.

If so, Qin Pinggui would have to live next door.Fang Yin felt that his previous judgment might not be wrong, and the two of them probably really weren't suitable.I like it, but it doesn't fit.

After a long time, so long that Fang Yin was about to fall asleep, there was a soft rustling sound behind him, the mattress behind him sank, and the corners were pushed away.

It should be Qin Pinggui got into the quilt, and then lay motionless behind Fang Yin, then carefully stretched out his arm like a thief, put it on Fang Yin's waist, and dragged him into his arms drag.

Then it stopped moving.

Fang Yin heaved a sigh of relief, being hugged by him like this, he really felt drowsy, and fell asleep after a while.

Qin Pinggui kept his eyes open, staring at the back of Fang Yin's head and did not fall asleep for a long time.Still digesting what Fang Yin just said, what does youth mean?

Did he want to say something to himself?What do you say?

Qin Pinggui frowned while thinking, and subconsciously pursed his mouth.

Mmm... very soft.

Was it something that happened to Fang Yin while he was away?Why did you suddenly kiss him?Did Qin Sang say something to him?

Qin Pinggui looked at Fang Yin's soft hair, and suddenly remembered the problem of youth just now.

He seemed to know what to answer.

"Fang Yin," Qin Pinggui rubbed the tip of his nose against the back of his neck, his voice hoarse, "I don't hate it."

"like very much."

【Speak】

Qin Pinggui: Confused

Hmm... I don't know why my wife kissed me suddenly, but it's really soft

Does the wife want to say something, but what does the wife want to say?

Why did he suddenly kiss me(////)

do not care!wife stickers~

He kissed me, hehe(////)