The national male god he privately linked to the station brother

Sitting on the toilet, Che Shaoqi stared blankly at a box of things in his hand, which contained some miscellaneous things he bought at an online adult product store.Thinking about it now, if it weren't for the fact that he searched for posts about "how to act cute" on the Internet, he wouldn't have bought these things.

In other words, do these things really work?

Che Shaoqi began to suspect that apart from being ashamed and shameless, these things seemed to be of no use to "acting like a baby".

"automobile?"

The sudden knock on the door startled Che Shaoqi who was sitting on the toilet.The pillar in his hand fell to the ground with a "bang", and he picked it up in a panic, only to see that Song Yan had already opened the door and entered.

"What's wrong?" Song Yan saw him bent over and squatted on the ground, thought he had bumped into something, and hurried over to help him.

In the end, what came into view was a bunch of props in his arms, and Song Yan's outstretched hands had no place to rest.

"Why... would you buy these things?" Song Yan asked him in a calm voice.

"...Curiosity." Che Shaoqi didn't know how to answer so as not to be so strange.

"Buy it just because you're curious?" Song Yan pulled him up, and Song Yan snatched what was originally in Che Shaoqi's hand.

Che Shaoqi, who had always been expressionless, had obvious panic flashing across his face: "Give this back to me!"

Seeing that he wanted it so eagerly, Song Yan gritted his teeth and asked him, "Did you buy it for yourself?"

"I didn't... I just bought them casually, they were all new!" Che Shaoqi stared at Song Yan anxiously.

"So it's old when it's used up?"

"...It has nothing to do with the old or the new!" Che Shaoqi couldn't argue with his mouth. Originally, he just bought it, but he hadn't completed the psychological construction. He didn't even think about whether to use it or not. Song Yan found out, how should he explain it?

Song Yan doesn't care what is new or old, when he sees these things, he has an unknown fire.If it wasn't for him not working hard enough and restraining himself too much, would his Professor Che think about these things?

Holding the contents of the box with one hand and grabbing Che Shaoqi's wrist with the other, Song Yan led him out of the bathroom.

"It hurts..." Che Shaoqi frowned and protested slightly.

Song Yan's hand was a little looser, but he was able to ensure that the person he pulled would not run away.Putting the box full of things on the bedside, Song Yan silently began to look through the drawers in the room.

Seeing him getting more and more anxious, Che Shaoqi couldn't help asking: "What... are you looking for?"

"I remember that all hotels provide this kind of supplies." Song Yan didn't answer Che Shaoqi's question directly, but Che Shaoqi understood it as soon as he heard it, and sat by the bed with a blushing face, full of anxiety.

So he shouldn't buy these things.

Song Yan rummaged through the drawers but couldn't find them. Finally, he ran to the bedside table, rummaged through Che Shaoqi's box, and found what he wanted easily.

Che Shaoqi looked at the rose-red packing box and suddenly wanted to run away.

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Song Yan helped Che Shaoqi clean up, covered him with a quilt, and began to clean up the mess in the room diligently.The two of them tossed nonsense, and it was already dark.

After packing up, Song Yan called again and asked the hotel staff to prepare easy-to-digest food, planning to feed Che Shaoqi when he woke up.

Che Shaoqi slept until three o'clock in the middle of the night, and Song Yan was leaning against the bed and reading the script.

"You..." As soon as Che Shaoqi said a word, he realized that his voice was too hoarse, so he stopped speaking.

Hearing the voice, Song Yan turned around and saw Che Shaoqi looking at him with open black eyes.

"Drink some water." Song Yan had already boiled water and put it aside to cool down. Now mixing a little hot water with the cold water is just enough to drink.

Che Shaoqi gulped down a whole glass of water and sat for a while before he felt a little relieved: "Did you not sleep?"

Song Yan shook his head, then nodded again: "After sleeping for a while, I woke up when you had a fever."

When Che Shaoqi heard that he had a fever, he reflexively raised his hand to touch his forehead, Song Yan smiled and said, "It's gone, it's just a sudden fever."

Song Yan felt that the fever had nothing to do with him. After all, Che Shaoqi had just caught a plane, and he was tossing him all afternoon when he was so tired.Thinking of this, Song Yan was so guilty that he couldn't sleep, so he just sat by the bed and took care of him. He didn't feel sleepy when his fever subsided, so he read the script.

Che Shaoqi stared at him for a while, moved his waist hard, sat a little on the inside of the bed, and then patted the other half of the bed that was empty: "Come and sleep?"

Song Yan was stunned and didn't move for a long time.

Che Shaoqi patted it a few more times, and asked him with a blushing face, "Do you want to come over to sleep? I still have a fever, and I'm a little cold."

Upon hearing this, Song Yan crawled into bed without saying a word.In fact, Che Shaoqi's enthusiasm has faded long ago, he just made up an excuse because he wanted Song Yan to come up and sleep together.

The two leaned together and slept until 08:30 the next morning.

The alarm clock rang on time, reminding Song Yan that she was going to film today.

Raising his hand to press the alarm clock, just as Song Yan sat up, Che Shaoqi also woke up, looking at him silently with his head raised.

Song Yan finally understood the charm of the words "From now on, the king will not go to court early", his heart softened, and he leaned over and exchanged a lingering good morning kiss with Che Shaoqi: "I'm going to work."

"Yeah." Che Shaoqi nodded with a blushing face.

"Have a good rest here, and if you're bored, make a video call to me. I put my mobile phone there when I'm filming, and he will give it to me if I have a call."

"En." Although Che Shaoqi agreed, but Song Yan knew that Che Shaoqi would definitely not call when he was working, because he was afraid of disturbing him.

"I ordered supper for you last night, but you have been very tired and haven't eaten. I will ask the hotel to bring you breakfast later. You must eat it."

"it is good."

Song Yan rubbed his head reluctantly, lifted the quilt and got out of bed, washed and changed his clothes very quickly, and when he finished packing, the hotel's hot Chinese breakfast was delivered upstairs.

Song Yan helped Che Shaoqi bring them to him in full. Just as he was about to feed him, Che Shaoqi took the spoon and said, "Take a bite first."

Che Shaoqi handed a spoonful of porridge to Song Yan's mouth, and Song Yan ate it with a smile, then leaned forward and kissed him: "This is for you, two buns are enough for me."

As he said that, Song Yan picked up the two meat buns next to him. Because he was in a hurry, he could only find time to eat while going downstairs.

Che Shaoqi said goodbye to him and watched him leave.

When Song Yan left, the huge room suddenly became quiet.While Che Shaoqi was drinking his porridge slowly, he looked around at the furnishings in the house. He seemed to have messed up a lot of things yesterday, but now they all returned to their original state.

But the cushions on the bay window were gone, the carpet was gone, and the sheets and quilts had been changed. Che Shaoqi looked around carefully, and finally saw the box on the bedside table.

The box is still there, but the cat ears and cat tail inside are missing.

Che Shaoqi pursed his lips. After a while, he decided to finish the porridge before looking for it. He wanted to destroy the evidence that made him feel ashamed.

After Song Yan finished filming the morning scene, during the lunch break, while holding his lunch box, he made a video call to Che Shaoqi.

It took a while for the person on the other end to connect. Song Yan thought he was sleeping at first, but found a thin layer of sweat on Che Shaoqi's forehead.

"What are you doing?" Song Yan frowned and asked him.

Che Shaoqi sat on the edge of the bed and said after a while: "Looking for something."

"What? There is less luggage?" Song Yan thought he had lost something important when he heard it.

Che Shaoqi didn't say a word, he searched for the cat's ears and cat's tail all morning, he was hot and sweaty, but he still couldn't find it, he didn't know where Song Yan put it for him.

"Otherwise, I'll go back to help you find it at night, and you should rest for a while." Song Yan worried.

Che Shaoqi shook his head: "It's okay, I know it well."

In fact, his waist and legs had already protested, so he had to rest after searching for a while, and it took him all morning to find the room.

Song Yan frowned, he seemed to realize something: "Are you looking for the two things you bought?"

Che Shaoqi's back stiffened, and his expression was flat: "No, a card is missing from my wallet."

Song Yan stayed with him for so long, how could he not know what he was thinking: "I threw those two things away."

"Throw it away?" Che Shaoqi's voice suddenly rose.

"Yes." Song Yan laughed in a muffled voice. Che Shaoqi's temperament of being fooled by this hook is really a cliché, "There is a little stain on it...so I washed it and threw it away."

Song Yan automatically omitted a part of the content, but Che Shaoqi heard it clearly, and he asked blushingly: "You threw it away, what if someone else picks it up... What should I do?"

Hearing this, Song Yan really wanted to say, who would be so bored to pick up this thing now, let alone someone else used it.But he didn't say that, but said seriously: "Then do you still want to keep it?"

Che Shaoqi remained silent again. Of course he didn't look for it because he wanted to keep it, but he looked for it because he wanted to destroy it, even though he didn't even think about the way to destroy it.

Song Yan comforted him: "Don't worry, it's fine."

"...Okay." Che Shaoqi's answer sounded weak, and Song Yan suddenly wanted to go wrong.

"Don't feel like it's a pity. If you still want it, let's buy it later." Song Yan said, asking Quan to take the spare phone to himself, opened the shopping cart on the online shopping page, and showed it to Che Shaoqi from top to bottom. .

Che Shaoqi only felt the heat climb up his face, and he said angrily: "Don't buy it!"

"Huh? These look quite fresh." Song Yan pretended not to hear what Che Shaoqi said, and continued to tease him solemnly, "Look at this rabbit's tail is still shaped, this tiger's is also good, and there are leopards. If you like it, we can buy some more."

Che Shaoqi just saw the things in Song Yan's shopping cart through the screen, and he already felt something was wrong, not to mention buying all these things back, he might really go crazy.

Song Yan still wanted to say something, but before he could finish his sentence, Che Shaoqi stopped him: "What should I buy? Have you read the book? Don't forget that you have an exam in October!"