Sweetheart is a thorn in the side ABO

"Drip-"

Zhou Jian looked in the rearview mirror, "Qingqing, Teacher Lu is calling you."

"Get out of the car." Qi Yanqing looked tired and his voice was a little rough.

"Huh?" Zhou Jian looked back at him.

"Get out, I'll drive by myself."

"Don't! I'm driving, so I'll drive now! Don't lose your temper all the time, okay? Not to mention anything else, it's not good for your health, it's easy to have high blood pressure with such a strong temper..."

"If you want to drive, you should be quiet."

Zhou Jian: ... Oh.

Zhou Jian looked at the car behind, but Teacher Lu didn't drive.

The location doesn't seem to have changed. Waited all night?So what's the fuss about?Is this tormenting others or tormenting yourself?

After hesitating for a long time, he still wanted to speak, seeing Qi Yanqing's eyes closed and ignoring others, he asked tentatively.

"No allergies today? Did you eat well?"

"Chu Xing is quite cute, and he feels more cheerful than when he was abroad."

"Is there still no way to heal his leg?"

Qi Yanqing remained silent.

Zhou Jian glanced quietly, as if she had fallen asleep, quickly turned up the temperature and drove quietly.

Unexpectedly, Qi Yanqing woke up as soon as he arrived in Wanqian, went upstairs with his backpack in his hands, and said, "If I didn't find you, don't give me any information."

Before Zhou Jian drove away, she saw a car parked behind her.

"Teacher Lu?" He knocked on the glass.

With the car window rolled down, Lu Yizhao's expression was not good.

"Qingqing has already gone up. It's still the same suite as last time. He looks very sleepy. He must have not slept all night. His insomnia is really serious."

Lu Yichao nodded.

"Ms. Lu, I really want to say a few words to you this time. Qingqing is stubborn, and she doesn't like being forced to do something. It's not like you don't know."

"He doesn't like to go to Qi's house, and it's not like you don't know it. You've gone too far. It's right for him to be angry, and he'll hit you too..."

yes.

Zhou Jian scratched her hair, "Forget it, I can't get involved with you two, anyway, don't bully him, you know he cares about you."

"I clearly know?" Lu Yizhao smiled, "Qi Yanqing told you that he likes me?"

"I don't like you and marry you. Mr. Lu, you haven't woken up yet. Hurry up and coax him. He will be busy later."

Zhou Jian drove away indignantly, and he was just an assistant, living like a gold medal mediator every day.

Lu Yichao is Wanquan's boss.

Few people know about this, he has not publicized it, and except for a few managers, generally no one knows him.

A9's room card was also obtained last time.

He swiped his card to enter the door. It was pitch black inside, the curtains were very good at blackout, and the soundproofing facilities in the room were also in place.

The sound of Lu Yichao's leather shoes stepping on the carpet was very low.

He looked at the slightly raised figure on the bed, Qi Yanqing buried his head in the quilt and wrapped himself tightly.

Lu Yichao went to the bed and sat down, but the person on the bed didn't respond.

The insomniac Qi Yanqing fell asleep again.

Zhou Jian always said that he suffered from insomnia, but he slept soundly in front of her.

Lu Yichao pulled down the quilt and saw Qi Yanqing frowning uncomfortably, as if wandering between half dream and half awake.

Lu Yichao released some brandy pheromones, and then pulled the quilt even lower.

Qi Yanqing's lips were very white, he pressed them hard with his thumb, Qi Yanqing frowned and didn't wake up, his pale lips were bleeding from the pressure, it looked much more pleasing to the eye.

"Qi Yanqing, are you angry?" He whispered mockingly.

"Thinking about what you've done to me, are you angry? You shouldn't be."

The blood color faded from the ruddy lips again, and the sleepy Qi Yanqing unconsciously leaned towards him, breathing slightly heavily, and it sounded uncomfortable.

Lu Yichao leaned over, brushed away his hair with dry and warm palms, brushed his fingertips over the mole on the tip of his nose, and touched his lips again.

The slightly cool lips seemed to be pecking at his fingertips, he smiled, and the yuppie's calm look looked even better.

"Qi Yanqing, I was in much more pain than you at that time, and what you are doing now is far from enough."

Qi Yanqing fell into a dream.

In winter, the snow had just fallen, and he was still breathless when he spoke. He saw Lu Yichao waving to him across the road, shaking the milk tea in his hand.

"You guys are really bored to death. The milk tea has been bought in three hour queues. It's not good to do something with these three hours."

Qi Yanqing stuffed a cup of steaming mashed taro bobo in his hand, and his palm instantly became warm.

"It's so annoying, don't ask me for this kind of queuing in the future, can't we eat something that doesn't line up?"

"That piece is all for the object line up, just me, line up for milk tea for the fucking brothers."

Qi Yanqing was carrying the milk tea and didn't drink it for a long time. She wanted to laugh, but held back.

"In exchange, the Internet cafe will stay up all night tonight? Whoever logs off first is the dog!"

Qi Yanqing still laughed, the young and energetic Lu Yichao was wearing a light gray scarf, which was a little loose.

He was about to stretch out his hand to grab it, but there was a person who was faster, grabbed the scarf and pulled it hard, almost strangling Lu Yichao to death.

"Brother Lu, it's an honor to buy milk tea for my brother. Isn't a brother better than a partner?" Qi Chuxing tiptoed around Lu Yichao's neck and spoke with a smile.

"Chu Xing, you spit out the milk tea that brother bought for you!"

"Hahaha thank you Brother Lu~ It's super delicious! Do you want to try other flavors next time?"

"Just this time, I still want to eat farts!"

Qi Yanqing stood where he was, as if he was looking at an old faded photo, as the tide rushed to the depths.

Oh yes, Lu Yichao wasn't smiling at him.

That distant voice called him from the front: "Qi Yanqing, hurry up! Go to the Internet cafe!"

In the Internet cafe, Qi Chuxing was the first one who couldn't stand it anymore, and rolled on the sofa to sleep wrapped in the coats of his two brothers.

"Come on, get rid of me." Lu Yichao said, "Today we must score higher."

"Yeah." Qi Yanqing said little, and was holding a cigarette when Lu Yichao grabbed his wrist.

"Don't smoke, he can't smell smoke."

Qi Yanqing felt the temperature on his wrist, lowered his eyes and lit a cigarette, "But I want to smoke."

"Are you his brother? This kid coughs when he smells smoke. What do you want to lock up?"

Qi Yanqing didn't speak, and handed him a cigarette with plain fingers, his eyes still looking at the screen, "A Clockwork Demon."

Lu Yichao took it with a smile, bit his cigarette and didn't light it, "You really don't look like his brother, you are special."

"Special what."

"It's nothing, it's just special." Lu Yichao locked the wine barrel.

Lu Yichao didn't light that cigarette all night.

Before it was time to get off the plane, he went out to buy breakfast and threw the steamed stuffed bun on Qi Chuxing's face to wake him up.

"Wake up, go to school after breakfast, I have to get to school early and finish my homework."

Hearing the word "homework", Qi Chuxing woke up suddenly, "It's over! Is there still an English composition?"

"Yes, three articles." Lu Yichao looked at Qi Chuxing with a big smile.

Qi Yanqing sat on the side and felt bored after watching for a while, like a lunatic who was peeping at others.

"Brother, have you done your math? I can't finish so much in an hour!"

"Hahahaha, just stand in the corridor with us today." Lu Yichao ruffled his hair.

"How can you bring down good students? You guys! Didn't I set the alarm clock for homework last night?"

"Well, it's closed for you."

"Lu Yichao, you are sick!"

Qi Chuxing went to hold Qi Yanqing's hand, "Brother, look at him!"

Qi Yanqing smashed the cup of soybean milk on Lu Yichao's face, then took Qi Chuxing's hand, "Run."

Lu Yichao's laughter kept ringing in Qi Yanqing's ears. When he laughed, his focused eyes were fascinating.

Jealousy, envy, desire, want to monopolize.

……

The phone kept vibrating, Qi Yanqing opened his eyes irritably, and saw that the time was 3:[-] in the morning, the room was not turned on, and the phone screen was dazzling.

Zhou Jian's call came again, and he answered it with a frown.

"I know you're finally awake! Check out Weibo!"

Qi Yanqing let out a sigh of relief, his head hurting from pain, he clicked on Weibo and saw it on the hot search list.

【Victoor Qi Yanqing】

[Victor was beaten and seriously injured]

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