cynical attack

"Hello? Tongtong? How are you doing today?"

Early the next morning, Qiao Lei couldn't wait to dial Xue Tong's phone number, and started sexting over the phone~

"Fortunately... It's just that the surname Qin made a lot of trouble..."

Xue Tong, who was exhausted all day, didn't even have the strength to hold his cell phone, so he just lay on the bed and listened to Qiao Lei's voice by the receiver.

"I miss you so much~"

Qiao Lei's voice softened by an octave, and each word was as long as a freshly made cotton candy.

"Oh...understood."

The fatigue on his body suppressed his inner sexual interest, and he just replied coldly to Qiao Lei's teasing Xue Tong.

"Just say you miss me."

Qiao Lei relentlessly tormented Xue Tong's eardrums.

It was early morning again in the huge room, and the whole room was surprisingly quiet, even a needle dropped on the ground could hear the sound.Zhao Ruizhe, who spent the night on the "clothes mountain", was woken up by Qiao Lei's motherly voice.

"Can you stop being so disgusting, don't you know there is a patient in your family early in the morning?"

Zhao Ruizhe got up very angry, not to mention this kind of temper that was awakened by nausea.Zhao Ruizhe shouted upstairs with his hoarse voice.

"Who? Is there someone in your house?"

Zhao Ruizhe's voice, heard by Xue Tong's sensitive ears, also smelled a trace of uneasiness.The whole person suddenly regained energy as if he had been injected with chicken blood.

"A child I met last night was beaten by a gang. My brother and I have a good heart, so I brought him back."

Although he didn't see Qiao Lei's face, Xue Tong could still see Qiao Lei's proud expression and that smug smile from his embarrassing tone.

"It sounds like a Chinese, right?"

Xue Tong continued to investigate Zhao Ruizhe's information. After all, Qiao Lei was out alone, so how could a pervert be able to endure loneliness?

"Yes, studying in the United States."

"Don't get his idea! Don't bring bad people!"

Xue Tong warned Qiao Lei loudly.

Hearing Xue Tong's jealous voice, Qiao Lei became even more excited, and the free right hand was also tightly pulling the sheet, pulling it from side to side.

"Oh, well, definitely don't hit his mind."

Qiao Lei suppressed the joy in his heart, pretending to be calm and replied.

"Okay, I'm going to sleep, you can play slowly."

Xue Tong hung up the phone without saying anything more.

Who would have the energy to continue flirting after being harassed by Qin Yuyan all day.I have been watching Qin Yuyan's performance all day long, seeing the newcomers here, seeing the old friends over there, talking and laughing, and even dancing in the corridor...

All kinds of novel tricks made Xue Tong unable to complain. As a manager, how could he dare to anger such a favorite of God? The young lady sitting in the palm of Jesus could only silently watch through the transparent glass door. The movement of Qin Yuyan outside the door.

"Hello? Hello? Fuck!"

Hearing the busy tone from the other end of the phone, Qiao Lei angrily threw the phone on the bed and cursed loudly.

"Can't you keep your voice down? There's a wounded person lying downstairs!"

Zhao Ruizhe tore at the congested throat even harder.

Qiao Lei, who was hung up on the phone, was bored, and Zhao Ruizhe found something to do for his boredom.

Hearing Zhao Ruizhe's "***", Qiao Lei hurriedly put on his clothes, and walked downstairs instead of three steps.

"How's it going? High-achieving student? Are you feeling better?"

Walking to the pile of clothes, Qiao Lei couldn't help but burst out laughing when he saw Zhao Ruizhe who was sleeping sprawled all over.

The blood-stained clothes from last night now had little red spots turned into black and purple patches, and those bloody handprints were like burnt five fingers, tightly embedded in the surface of the clothes.

And Zhao Ruizhe is like a mutant version of Sleeping Beauty, his hands are like octopuses wrapped in the gap between the clothes, and his legs are like sausages just smeared with spicy sauce, waiting for Joe Lei moved the fork.

"Look at your ugly face!"

Qiao Lei lightly picked Zhao Ruizhe's face and said.

The moment the fingertips swipe across, the touch seems to have been "touched", soft but elastic, smooth but delicate... Isn't this the touch of Xue Tong's two chrysanthemum petals?

"Go away!"

Zhao Ruizhe still refused to open his closed eyes, and kept waving his arms.

"Okay! Wake up! Where do you live? I'll take you back. If I have a roommate, I can take care of you."

Qiao Lei said while arranging the messy clothes on his body.

The mirror facing the sofa reflected the two exposed muscles on Qiao Lei's chest, the two days of mermaid lines around his waist, and even the black hair under his belly button.

"I have nowhere to go..."

Zhao Ruizhe finally opened his eyes, seeing Qiao Lei's puzzled expression, he just turned his head silently to avoid his gaze.

"How can a top student have nowhere to go? Do your parents care about you?"

Although Qiao Lei was tired of his father, the word "Dad" was still so smooth when he said it from his own mouth.

"... "

Zhao Ruizhe didn't speak, but just quietly looked at the blood stains on the floor.

"Forget it, it's fine if you don't say it."

Qiao Lei shrugged his shoulders lightly, and didn't ask any more questions.

"We don't know each other well. I don't want to tell strangers about these things. I'll tell you when we get to know each other better."

Zhao Ruizhe said coldly.

Usually, no one except Xue Tong dared to use such a cold tone to Qiao Lei, and it wasn't Obama. When Bin Laden heard the voice of pulling two to five to eighty thousand, Qiao Lei became angry.

"Okay! We don't know each other well, so you can go, I don't want to hear about you."

Qiao Lei turned his back and pinned the buttons on his shirt.

Zhao Ruizhe wasn't the kind of stalker either, since Qiao Lei had issued an order to chase away guests, he didn't say anything else, and struggled weaker than Lin Daiyu like the night before.

There were bruises on the arms, thighs, and face, and the black spot on the right eye was also shocking.Although the clothes covered other wounds on his body, Qiao Lei, who had cleaned him up, had already counted the wounds and bruises on his body.

"Forget it, you'd better live in my house for a while. When we get to know each other well, you can tell me and see if I can help you."

Qiao Lei hurried to "Lin Daiyu" and pressed him against the pile of clothes.

Zhao Ruizhe was still very cautious, after all, it was the first time they met, and this kind of kindness really made him feel uneasy.

"Forget it, if you sleep on this sofa for two days, I won't need my clothes. Let's sleep in the guest room upstairs."

Qiao Lei was about to help Zhao Ruizhe get up, but when he saw the injuries on Zhao Ruizhe's face, his hands stopped in the air again.

"Oh yes, you have injuries on your body, so you can't cause secondary damage to you."

With that said, Qiao Lei pressed Zhao Ruizhe on the sofa again.

"what!"

After tossing back and forth, the wounds on his body had already opened, and blood beads continued to ooze out.

"Sorry, I have no experience..."

Qiao Lei looked at Zhao Ruizhe in embarrassment, and smiled foolishly.

"It's okay, it's like this the first time, hurry up and wipe it off with some paper."

Zhao Ruizhe pointed to the bag of paper on the coffee table.

"Huh? Why does this sound so awkward?"

Seeing Zhao Ruizhe's tittering expression, Qiao Lei suddenly realized.

"Okay you! Is it the first time for you to meet Lao Tzu!"

Just like that, a piece of paper flew towards Zhao Ruizhe's lips, tightly pressing those chapped lips so that he could not move.Qiao Lei looked at the struggling "Lin Daiyu" like a woman...