rubbish wake up

Chapter 31 Morning Wood

As soon as seven o'clock comes, my body clock tells me it's time to get up.

"Hiss...it hurts!" I felt sore and sore all over my body, and my legs and feet didn't feel like my own.

Did something happen last night?I seem to remember seeing something unusual and then fainting, eh, how did I get back here?It seems... still, still taking a shower!

"Ah!" I couldn't help screaming out, could it be...but...

"What's the matter?" Jiang Nichen, who was still asleep, suddenly heard a scream, and immediately jumped up instinctively, rushed out of his room, opened the door of the second bedroom, and kicked over the small stool next to the sofa.

Xu Minqi's pajamas were crooked on his shoulders, revealing his fair and thin shoulders, his shoulder-length hair was hanging casually by his ears, and a bunch of dull hair was sticking out at the back of his head. He looked very confused, and his mouth was slightly opened.At this moment, he was pushing away the quilt. That's right, before Xu Minqi turned his head to the door to look at Jiang Nichen, Jiang Nichen could see clearly that the latter was staring at his penis, where Xu Minqi's old-fashioned quilted Under the gray pajamas, under the lifted quilt, his bare legs were exposed, and there was not a single hair on those legs!

"No, I'm sorry!" Jiang Nichen quickly closed the door. Xu Minqi didn't react for a while, and kept looking at the door in a daze. Soon, Jiang Nichen opened the door again, coughed, and asked: " How were you last night?"

"...Huh? Oh...I, I'm fine, thanks, thanks." What did I do last night?I quickly picked up the glasses beside the bed and put them on, just touching the wound at the corner of my eye, it hurt so much.

Jiang Nichen pointed to the position of the eyes, Xu Minqi lowered his head and nodded, and let out a muffled voice from the palm of his hand: "Thank you."

Jiang Nichen laughed twice, "Well, you need to put some medicine on your eyes!" After finishing speaking, he slammed the door behind him without waiting for my reply.

"Damn! Why do I have a dry mouth?" Jiang Nichen entered the room, touched his neck, lay on the bed tossing and turning, unable to fall asleep, he looked at his tent, struggled for a while, and attributed it to morning wood.

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I haven't started drag racing yet~~~

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