After dressing as a villain, I'm with the paranoid male protagonist.

Headache.

When Qiao Annian woke up, he felt a dull pain in his head.

Difficult to open his eyes, not the familiar decoration.

After being stunned for several seconds, Qiao Annian finally realized that he is not in his original room now.

Qiao Annian never expected to be able to get a hangover after only drinking three glasses of wine without filling them all up.

It may be that he hasn't touched wine for too long.

Qiao Annian sat up slowly propped up on the bed with one hand, and rubbed his temple with the other hand.

The headache has not been relieved, and the throat is still a little sore.

Qiao Annian slowed down before getting out of bed to wash up.

...

"Are you up? Come here, Mom is just about to wake you two up for breakfast."

Qiao Annian washed up and walked out of the room. Zhang Qianrou was arranging the dishes on the dining table, and greeted him when he came out.

Seeing his dark circles, he was taken aback, and asked worriedly, "Niannian, why are the dark circles so heavy? Did you change the environment and not get used to it?"

"No, I'm used to it. Maybe I just drank a little wine yesterday and woke up a little sleepy in the morning..."

Qiao Annian pushed away the dining chair and was about to sit down when the door of the second bedroom opened.

Qiao Annian's eyes drifted away.

"Xiaolou is also up. Xiaolou, have you washed? Do you want to have breakfast now?"

"Yes. Thank you, Aunt Zhang."

He Nanlou walked over.

"This child, what can I thank you for. The milk is already warmed up. I'll bring it to you."

Zhang Qianrou said something with a smile, then turned around and went to the kitchen to fetch warm milk.

"Not sitting?"

Um?Hearing the child's words, Qiao Annian reacted belatedly. His hands were still on the back of the chair, but he forgot to sit down.

"Sit down."

Joannian replied calmly and sat down on the chair.

The chair beside him was pulled away, and Qiao Annian caught a glimpse of the child sitting next to him from the corner of his eye.

Strange, did his mother prepare different shower gels for the two of them, why did he feel that Xiaolou's body was particularly fragrant?

"Didn't sleep well last night?"

The hot air was blowing against his ears, and Qiao Annian lost his mind for a moment: "Huh?"

The skin on the eyelids was touched by the fingertips.

Qiao Annian almost didn't jump up, he subconsciously dodged back, the movement was relatively large, and his back hit the dining chair.

Meet a pair of examining eyes.

Qiao Annian explained solemnly: "I may not have woken up yet."

He Nanlou's voice was low: "I look easy to deceive?"

Joannian: "..."

"What are the two talking about? They are so happy?"

Zhang Qianrou came out with the milk and asked with a smile.

Qiao Annian didn't know how his mother could tell that he and Xiaolou had a happy chat, and he replied with a little helplessness: "No. Xiaolou is just like you, they are all concerned about what happened to me last night. Didn't sleep well."

"Is it? Xiaolou also noticed that you didn't sleep well last night, which means it's not because of your mother's eyesight. After breakfast later, you can catch up on sleep."

As Zhang Qianrou said, she handed over the milk in her hand.

"Yeah." Qiao Annian reached out to take it, "Thank you mom, please sit down too."

Zhang Qianrou handed He Nanlou the glass of milk to him, and turned to Qiao Annian, "Mom has eaten it."

"By the way, Xiaolou, every year."

Zhang Qianrou took off her apron, and He Nanlou and Qiao Annian looked at her at the same time.

Zhang Qianrou said hesitantly: "I'm going to go out later. A colleague of mine recently gave birth to a baby, and I have to go to her house to see her and the baby. The two of you are looking after the house...is it okay?"

Qiao Annian smiled: "I thought what was the matter. Just go out if you have something to do. Don't talk about visiting the baby, I don't mind even going out with Dr. Guo on a date. Xiaolou and I are not children , You can’t live without people. Mom, if you want to do something, just do it. You don’t have to ask me and Xiaolou for everything.”

"What are you talking about, kid?"

Zhang Qianrou walked towards the refrigerator and hung the apron on the hook beside the refrigerator, her cheeks flushed slightly.

Zhang Qianrou turned around and entered the bedroom as if to escape.

When he came out, he had a satchel on his shoulder and a baby gift that he had bought in advance in his hand. He said to the two people who were having breakfast: "Mom is going out first. Every year, you and Xiaolou..."

Qiao Annian continued for her: "Mom, don't worry, the two of us will take care of each other."

He Nanlou: "Yes."

Zhang Qianrou felt a little sorry.

The two children came here specially to warm her room. Originally, they wanted to spend time with the children and go shopping nearby, but because colleagues organized a visit to see the colleague who gave birth, she couldn't do something special by herself, so she had to make an appointment. go together.

Zhang Qianrou thought for a while and hesitated for a while: "If you really can't get used to staying here and want to go back, then you and Xiaolou should go back first, and when you want to come back to live, the two of you will come back together."

Qiao Annian: "I'm not used to it, as long as it's the place where you and Xiaolou stay, isn't it my home?"

Zhang Qianrou smiled, "You are the only one with sweet lips."

...

Zhang Qianrou went out.

In the dining room, Qiao Annian and He Nanlou continued to have breakfast.

Qiao Annian took a sip of the milk, and from the corner of his eye, he caught a glimpse of the child holding the cup.

Qiao Annian's eyes were unconsciously attracted by An's hands holding the cup. Xiaolou's hands were so pretty.

The fingers are long and slender, with well-defined joints, and the nails are neatly manicured, like beautiful shells.

The water glass was picked up, and Qiao Annian looked up.

The child's Adam's apple slipped up and down.

Qiao Annian's mouth was inexplicably dry, he lowered his head and took a sip of milk in a bit of embarrassment.

While gulping down the milk, Qiao Annian didn't understand.

Is he seriously ill?

They are all men, what's so good about Adam's apple.

but……

It seems that Xiaolou's Adam's apple is not the same?

Qiao Annian glanced to the right again.

"do not eat breakfast?"

"what?"

Following the child's line of sight, Qiao Annian looked down, okay, he is about to finish the milk that is [-]% full.

Qiao Annian explained solemnly: "I woke up with a sore throat in the morning, so moisten my throat."

Holding the cup in one hand, He Nanlou wiped off the white ring of milk on Qiao Annian's lips with his thumb: "I believe it."

Joannian: "!!!"

...

After the two of them had breakfast, Qiao Annian washed the dishes and asked the child to wipe the dining table.

His head still hurts a little, popping and popping, like a record has been stuffed into his head, and the record is skipping now.

He Nanlou had finished wiping the table, and went to the bathroom to wash his hands, using paper towels to wipe his hands.

From the corner of the eye, I saw Qiao Annian rubbing his temples and coming out of the kitchen, "Have a headache?"

Qiao Annian put down her hand, "Well, a little bit. I want to go to the room to catch up on sleep later."

After thinking about it, he added another question: "When I wake up, shall we go back? Or do you want to go back now?"

He can also go back to sleep.He doesn't recognize the bed, and doesn't pick the environment very much. For him, it doesn't make much difference where he sleeps, and it won't affect his sleep quality.

He Nanlou said to him, "Go to sleep."

Qiao Annian looked at the child: "Then you..."

He went to bed, would Xiaolou be bored here alone?

He Nanlou: "I play by myself."

Since, play by yourself?

For some reason, Qiao Annian recalled the image of the child standing under the shower in the bathroom last night.

Not so much, right?

Just one night...

Young man, how is the firepower so strong?

It's not easy to ask, you can't ask Xiaolou, is he planning to go back to the room to play with himself?

"Then you... be a little restrained."

Qiao Annian approached, patted the child on the shoulder, and went back to the room.

...

Qiao Annian just lay down on the bed when someone pushed the room away.

Qiao Annian looked at the child who opened the door and asked in confusion, "What's wrong?"

The child didn't answer.

Qiao Annian watched the child sit down beside his bed in bewilderment.

He Nanlou: "Turn around and lie down."

Qiao Annian sniffed the smell of the potion, sniffed it close to the child's book, and raised his face: "Baby, what are you holding in your hand?"

He Nanlou showed Qiao Annian the active oil in his hand.

Qiao Annian hugged the quilt like a silkworm chrysalis, and moved behind the bed, with a vigilant expression on his face, "Active oil? Don't you just wipe it on me?"

He wiped this thing, the smell should not be too strong, after an hour, the smell will never be completely gone!

He Nanlou lifted Qiao Annian's quilt, but Qiao Annian didn't lift it up for him, "I'm fine!"

Don't wipe it either!

The child gave her hand, her curly eyelashes drooping slightly, "I will be worried."

Qiao Annian was enjoying himself, when he heard the child's words, he broke his guard instantly.

Qiao Annian lifted the quilt, lay down on the bed, folded her hands and arms, rested her chin on it, and turned her face away, "Treasure, take it easy."

He Nanlou's black eyes were extremely deep, and his Adam's apple rolled, "Yes."

...

He Nanlou lifted the hem of Qiao Annian's pajamas.

The body that has been exercising all year round has a very slender waist, and I don't know if the muscles that have been exercised just go to the abdomen.

The back is fair, the waist is deep, the muscles on the back are well-proportioned and beautiful, and there is a large area of ​​black and blue on the shoulder blade.

It should be that when he pointed at Qiao Annian's dark circles with his fingertips, Qiao Annian leaned hard and just hit the chair post.

Qiao Annian actually noticed it when he lay down. His back hurt a little.

What he didn't expect was that Xiaolou would be so careful, he even noticed things that he didn't care about before, and he even brought active oil in in advance.

Qiao Annian asked in wonder, "Where did you find this thing?"

He Nanlou was reading the instruction manual, and took the time to answer: "It's in Aunt Zhang's medicine chest."

Joannian: "..."

His mother used to keep the medicine box in the storage cabinet in the kitchen all the year round, he and Xiaolou knew it when they were young.

Unexpectedly, the same is true for moving to a new house.

Also, the smell is really strong!

Qiao Annian put his face into the pillow, leaving some room to breathe, "Call me when you're done."

He Nanlou glanced over the few lines of the instruction manual, "Yeah."

Apply two to three drops to the affected area according to the directions for use.

"It might hurt a little."

The active oil needs to be applied by pressing with fingertips, and the fingertips need to be pressed into the wound.

Qiao Annian raised her face: "It's okay. I'm not that delicate."

His pain tolerance index is not bad.

The smell of medicinal wine kept penetrating the tip of his nose, and Qiao Annian quickly covered his nose with his hand.

He Nanlou: "Relax."

Qiao Annian had no choice but to put down his hand covering his nose.

Joannian's pain tolerance index

It was indeed okay, when He Nanlou pressed his fingertips on his wound, he didn't yell.

The medicine started to work.

The skin that had been smeared with medicinal wine began to feel hot little by little.

The pain is reduced, and people's attention is shifted from the wound itself to other places...

Like the hand on his shoulder.

Qiao Annian could clearly feel that with the pressing of his fingertips, Xiaolou's palm would brush against his back, which was hotter than the place where he had applied the medicinal wine.

Qiao Annian's breathing was a little messy.

He barely resisted the urge to sit up, he turned his face, the corners of his eyes were flushed, "Isn't it alright?"

He Nanlou glanced at the electronic clock on Qiao Annian's bedside table, "There are still 9 minutes."

Qiao Annian said seriously: "I think it's almost done."

He Nanlou: "There is not enough time, and the effect of the medicine cannot be fully absorbed."

Qiao Annian buried her face between her arms in despair.

...

"All right."

He Nanlou did not respond to the person lying on the bed.

"Joannian?"

Qiao Annian fell asleep, but not too deeply.

Hearing the child's voice, he opened his eyelids with difficulty, "I'm so sleepy, have you finished taking the medicine?"

He Nanlou pulled down the hem of his pajamas for him, "Yes."

After screwing on the bottle cap, He Nanlou got up, put the active oil back into the medicine cabinet, and went to the bathroom to wash his hands.

Back in Qiao Annian's room, Qiao Annian was still lying there in the original position, with his face facing the door, eyes closed, and fell asleep.

He Nanlou walked to the bed, turned Qiao Annian around, and let him lie on his side.

This time, Qiao Annian really fell into a deep sleep, even though He Nanlou changed his sleeping position, he still didn't wake up.

At the mercy of He Nanlou.

He Nanlou covered him with the quilt, closed the door and went out.

...

Qiao Annian went back to the cage and slept until noon.

When I woke up, the headache felt much relieved.

Qiao Annian went to the bathroom, then went to the living room to pour water for a drink, feeling that he was finally alive now.

No children were seen in the living room.

Holding the cup in one hand, Joannian pushed open the door of the second bedroom.

The child sat in front of the computer, typing on the keyboard calmly.

Qiao Annian walked in with a water glass, and was startled by the dense codes on the portable screen: "Baby, do you still work overtime on the big weekend? Is Brian going too far?"

Qiao Annian worked overtime more frequently than He Nanlou before he resigned. At that time, he only felt that he was working, and there was nothing he could do.

At this moment, He Nanlou just typed a code on weekends, and he took the grievances on behalf of the children.

He Nanlou stared at the portable screen: "Test a program."

"Oh."

After all, the apartment I bought was not as big as the He family villa, and the room was not as spacious as the original room in He Nanlou, so there were not many things that could be placed there.

Except for the computer chair that He Nanlou was sitting on, there were no other chairs in the room.

Qiao Annian consciously looked away from the screen, drank water, and sat down by the bed.

In the room, the sound of keyboard typing continued.

Usually, if the child is working, Qiao Annian will usually go out first, or play with his mobile phone for a while.

I don’t know what happened today, but just looking at it, I was fascinated by it.

They say serious people are the prettiest.

If a person who is already good-looking is serious, then it can only be described as "terrible".Especially when Qiao Annian had his own filters for his cubs.

The hands typing on the keyboard are beautiful, the wrist bones are beautiful, the sitting posture is beautiful, the profile of the face is beautiful, and the eyelashes are also beautiful...

beat

The sound of the keyboard slowed down.

He Nanlou closed his eyes and rubbed his eyelids with his index finger.

Qiao Annian put the cup in his hand on the bedside table, walked over, and asked with concern, "What's wrong? Are your eyes uncomfortable?"

He Nanlou: "It's a bit dry."

Qiao Annian has experience with what to do with the eyes: "It must be due to prolonged exposure to the screen, and my eyes are tired. I'll go and see if there are any eye drops. My mother's medicine cabinet may be..."

He Nanlou held Qiao Annian's wrist as he walked out, "No, I've seen it."

"Then what should I do? How about I cover it for you?"

Seeing the confusion in the child's eyes, Qiao Annian showed complacency, "Don't you know? Just rub your hands together, warm them up a bit, and put your palms over your eyes, and your eyes will feel better."

He used to be very tired of retouching photos, and he often did this when he couldn't find eye drops around him for a while.

Until now, sometimes when his eyes are tired, he will cover himself.

Qiao Annian quickly rubbed his hands to warm them up, stood behind the child, and covered his eyes.

The light in front of his eyes was blocked, and the warm body temperature of the palm of the person behind him came from his eyelids.

"How is it? Does it feel okay?"

He Nanlou: "Yes."

"Don't open it in a hurry. It needs to be heated several times before it will work."

There was the sound of rubbing hands together quickly.

Qiao Annian used this method to cover the child's eyes repeatedly.

After about three or four times, "Okay, now you can open your eyes."

Joannian turned his chair around and asked with concern, "Are you feeling better now?"

He Nanlou opened his eyes, his black pupils were shining with beautiful waves, black and bright.

Joannian was in a daze.

He Nanlou held Qiao Annian's hand, his palm was a little red due to repeated rubbing.

"It's okay, and it doesn't hurt. It's just that my hands rubbed against each other a few times."

As Qiao Annian spoke, he pulled his hand back.

He Nanlou lowered his head and kissed his palm.

...

Joannian: "!!!"

Can the palm be kissed casually?

Thinking about it carefully, in the TOP famous scene, it seems... the hero and heroine didn't kiss their palms?

"Does your head still hurt?"

Qiao Annian's mind is still a little confused at the moment: "What?"

He Nanlou: "Didn't you have a headache when you woke up in the morning?"

"Oh yes. It doesn't hurt now..."

After answering absent-mindedly, Qiao Annian said hesitantly, "Xiaolou—"

"Xiaolou, every year—"

In the living room, Zhang Qianrou's voice came.

He Nanlou looked down at him: "What did you want to say just now?"

Looking at the calm eyes of the child, Qiao Annian sighed deeply from the bottom of his heart.

Sure enough, Xiaolou didn't know what the act of hand-holding meant.

Qiao Annian unconsciously lowered the volume: "It's nothing. I'll talk to you later."

"Ah."

"Mom, we are here."

Qiao Annian responded and walked out.

...

When I got home, I saw the two children at home, and they hadn't gone back yet, so I was naturally happy.

There are ingredients in the refrigerator that were hoarded for guests yesterday, take them out and burn them, and it will be a big table.

During lunch, Qiao Annian received a voice call from Lin Lele, and asked them enthusiastically if they wanted to play secret escape in the afternoon, so that the big guys could get together.

Qiao Annian was hesitant. Zhang Qianrou went out in the morning and came back to cook for them at noon. He wanted to stay here with Xiaolou for another night, to accompany his mother, and he would go back with Xiaolou on Sunday night.

Another one, the escape room, he wasn't sure if Xiaolou could adapt.

Most young people love to play. Compared with other children of the same age, Niannian and Xiaolou have already saved a lot of worry.

Qiao Annian's voice was played out, and Zhang Qianrou heard it. She encouraged her in a gentle voice: "Go. It's a rare weekend, so it's good to have a get-together with Lele and the others. I haven't even returned the red envelopes and gifts that everyone made last night. Classification. There is also the cloakroom in the master bedroom, I haven't had time to tidy it up carefully. When you go out in the afternoon, I will also tidy up the room."

Qiao Annian: "Why don't Xiaolou and I stay and help you clean?"

"No, no. You don't want to go out, so you can't let Xiaolou stay in the room with you all day, right?"

He Nanlou: "I don't care."

It doesn't matter to children, but Qiao Annian really has to.

Yesterday, Xiao Lou was really saving face. When someone came over, he would nod his head in response. Naturally, his attitude was not warm, but it was much better than the previous indifferent and cold face.

He is good-looking, even if he just nods without speaking, the elders will like it very much.

"Well, I'll take Xiaolou to find Lele and the others to play. If you have anything to do, please call me and Xiaolou in advance, and we will come back to help you."

Zhang Qianrou smiled and said, "Okay."

Although Qiao Annian had already made a decision, he still had to ask Xiao Lou for his opinion.

Qiao Annian: "Bao, are you going? Brother Lele treats you. It's just an escape room, can you do it? If not, I'll tell Lele and the others, let's go and have fun..."

He Nanlou put down the bowls and chopsticks in his hand: "OK."

...

A group of people made an appointment at two o'clock in the afternoon.

In winter, going out at noon is the most comfortable time of the day.

Qiao Annian drove and took the children to meet Lin Lele and the others.The sun is shining in the car, and it is warm and pleasant, which makes people feel extraordinarily good.

They made an appointment to escape in a secret room near Luo Jie's house, which was not far from Zhang Qianrou's new apartment complex, and it took about ten minutes by car.

The escape shop is on the second floor.

Qiao Annian parked the car, and quickly took the escalator up the mall with the child.

Luo Jie was already there, but not alone. Luo Chu and Lu Zehan were also there.

Three people walked in the escape hall.

As Qiao Annian approached, he heard Luo Jie complaining about Luo Chu: "It's a lot of age, and I also learn how to escape from others."

Lu Zehan: "Well... it's what I want to play. Luo Chu is here to accompany me."

Luo Jie immediately said: "Brother Han, let's form a team together later!"

Luo Chu put his arms around Lu Zehan's waist, and his eyes did not hide his contempt and disgust for his younger brother: "Why did Xiaohan form a team with you? Did you watch you jump up and down the whole time, or listen to you screaming at high decibels?"

Joannian laughed out loud.

The three people on the sofa turned around at the same time.

Especially Luo Jie, who turned his head unhappily.He thought it was some passerby who was so rude, but seeing that it was Qiao Annian, he curled his lips and said, "Laugh, laugh. I may not be able to tell who will be the loudest later."

Luo Chu sneered: "Anyway, it must not be me."

Lu Zehan has played script kills and escape games before, but they are all pure deduction and puzzles, not too scary.

He sighed, "I hope it's not me."

He is also addicted to vegetables, so he is the one to talk about.

Luo Chu looked at him: "With me here, what are you afraid of?"

Lu Zehan's ears turned red.

Luo Jie: "Ugh—"

Luo Chu sneered: "Heh, Luo Jie, just wait."

Luo Jie was worried that his brother would intentionally scare him when he went in later, so he said bravely, "Who is afraid of whom?"

A few seconds later, he said to Qiao Annian: "Big Qiao, let's form a team together later!"

Luo Chu laughed at him: "Excellent."

Luo Jie was not convinced: "What's wrong? I can't find a team to form a team?"

"Big Joe! Xiaolou! Luo Jie——"

This loud voice, as soon as you hear it, you know it's Lin Lele.

Lin Lele and Luo Jie often see each other, but it's been a long time since they met Qiao Annian.

He trotted, and when he met, he hugged Qiao Annian vigorously.

Qiao Annian patted him on the shoulder with a smile, and asked slightly surprised: "Lele, have you lost weight recently?"

"Really? Hehehe, it seems that the morning run was not in vain during this time."

"Really, I lost a lot of weight, and I also look better."

Luo Jie: "Big Joe, stop boasting, Lele smiled until there was only one slit left."

Lin Lele took Qiao Annian's arm, "No, Da Qiao didn't boast too much. I like to hear it."

He Nanlou: "When will you go in?"

Luo Jie: "I'll call Qian Fei, Zihang, Yunxi, and Minglang to have a look."

As soon as Luo Jie finished speaking, Jiang Ruoyi took Yunxi's arm, and Xu Minglang followed Qian Fei and Yu Zihang over.

It turned out that a few people just met downstairs and came up together.

Among them, Luo Jie, Lin Lele, and Qian Fei often meet each other due to work reasons. Jiang Ruoyi and Yu Zihang are lovers and see each other every day. The others have not seen each other for a while.

When we met, we inevitably chatted excitedly.

Among them, Qiao Annian is usually the busiest at work and the least seen with everyone, and naturally most of the topics revolve around him and He Nanlou.

Luo Chu took the ticket he booked online from the staff, and walked over: "Do you want to go in first?"

Of course everyone has no opinion.

There are also many kinds of themes in the secret room, some are more brain-burning puzzle-solving types, some are more terrifying, and some are immersive, but there are also some powerful themes that combine all three.

Qiao Annian and the others had a lot of people, so they played the most complicated ones, brain-burning, scary and combined with the theme of the plot.

Staff lead the way.

After passing through the hall and the corridor, the lights inside are getting darker and darker, and the light system is also darker, giving people a sense of tension and depression.

The further you go in, the stronger the feeling of oppression.

The staff did not know when it was gone.The surrounding scenery has also changed.They were clearly on the second floor, but they seemed to be on the street.The surrounding lights are ambiguous, and there are cars parked on the street.

Lin Lele looked around, and panicked when she found that the staff had disappeared: "No way? You can't start now, right?"

Although Luo Jie had played secret escape before, it was his first time to visit this family.

"No way? It's not enough to say hello, right?"

There was already a tremor in the voice.

Jiang Ruoyi held Cheng Yunxi's hand tightly: "Help! Why do I feel the wind is blowing on the back of my neck."

Yu Zihang was tightly hugged by Luo Jie and Lin Lele, and he said helplessly, "Lele, Luo Jie, can you loosen your hands a little bit?"

Xu Minglang looked around, "Could it be that there is an air outlet somewhere?"

He was almost being dragged by the two of them, unable to walk.

Qian Fei walked in the front alone, turned around, and sneered ruthlessly at Lin Lele and Luo Jie: "It's just the two of them, neither of them can afford it."

He Nanlou and Qiao Annian walked at the back.

He Nanlou's hand was held.

He lowered his head, and the hot air brushed by his ears.

Qiao Annian leaned close to his ear and whispered, "Don't be afraid, I'm here."