Back to when the Great Demon King was a child

Qiao Jianuo's voice pulled Qiao Dong's rationality back a little, he blinked blankly, as if he had just realized what he was doing, and quickly raised his hand to hold down the wine glass in front of Jin Chu.

"Ah...Sorry, I was confused just now, your Auntie Chen bought orange juice, you just drink the orange juice."

However, before Qiao Dong could hold the wine glass with his hand, Jin Chu picked up the wine glass before him, and then drank it down with his head raised.

For a while, everyone else fell silent.

After Jin Chu put the empty wine glass back on the coffee table, Giorgio hurriedly took the wine glass away, then got up and brought a new empty glass from the kitchen, put it in front of Jin Chu, and poured a glass for Jin Chu Orange juice.

Jin Chu raised his chin slightly, watching Qiao Jianuo's every move quietly, his eyes cruising on Qiao Jianuo's face calmly.

I don't know if it's Qiao Jianuo's illusion, but Jin Chu tonight seems to be much bolder than before.

At least in the past, Jin Chu wouldn't look at him so blatantly, but secretly peeked at him when he wasn't paying attention—Jin Chu thought he didn't know, but he knew it all in his heart.

After pouring the orange juice, Giorgio put the cup in front of Jin Chu, and made a "please" gesture.

"Drink this."

Jin Chu didn't even look at the glass of orange juice, and still stared at Qiao Jianuo for a moment, but it could be seen from his eyes that he seemed a little drunk.

After a while, Jin Chu nodded rather dullly: "Okay."

Qiao Jianuo was still a little worried, leaned over, and shook his hand up and down in front of Jin Chu's eyes: "If you feel sleepy, go take a shower and sleep first, and let my mother clean up here."

"Hey! You kid..." Chen Yue slapped Qiao Jianuo on the head, "Why didn't you say you're going to clean it up?"

Qiao Jianuo made a face at Chen Yue: "I can also clean up."

Chen Yue pursed her lips, and snorted appreciatively: "Why didn't I see you so diligent before? Don't worry, that glass is not as long as my thumb. Such a small glass of wine won't make you intoxicated."

Qiao Jianuo's broken old mother's heart was seen through by Chen Yue, and she was a little embarrassed, scratched her hair, and said nothing.

Of course, Chen Yue wasn't worried anymore, and she didn't know how bad Jin Chu's drinking capacity was in her previous life, and the distance between pouring a glass and pouring it was only a few millimeters away.

Qiao Jianuo watched Jin Chu's ears turn red and his eyes gradually blurred. He thought that Jin Chu would not be able to hold on and go back to the bedroom first. Who knew that Jin Chu not only sat at the coffee table until the end, but also helped Chen Yue put the bowl away. The chopsticks were packed into the kitchen.

When Qiao Jianuo came out of the bathroom after taking a shower, he happened to see Jin Chu walking out of the kitchen.

Suddenly, Jin Chu staggered.

Qiao Jianuo, who was passing by, quickly held onto Jin Chu's arm, and when he raised his eyes, he met Jin Chu's flushed cheeks, which were abnormally red.

"Are you OK?"

"Yeah." Jin Chu shook his head.

Qiao Jianuo obviously didn't believe it, he raised his hand and wanted to touch Jin Chu's face.

As a result, before his fingertips touched Jin Chu's skin, Jin Chu grabbed his wrist.

"Speak well." When Jin Chu opened his mouth, the smell of alcohol hit him. Although it was not very strong, Qiao Jianuo and Jin Chu were so close that they could smell it from their backs, "Don't touch me."

"..."

Giorgano withdrew his hand and clicked his tongue.

Although Jin Chu was drunk, his temper remained unchanged.

"I'm afraid you'll get drunk." Giorjano sighed, and patiently explained, "In your previous life, your drinking capacity was surprisingly poor. If you drank half a bottle of beer, you wouldn't be able to walk five meters at all."

"Last life?" Jin Chu grasped the point sensitively, "What last life?"

"…………"

Giorgio fell silent for a moment.

He seems to be calm and breezy, but in fact, there are already ten thousand grass and mud horses galloping past in his heart.

Fuck, fuck, fuck!

Why did you just say that? !

Giorgio wished he could go back to half a minute ago and give himself a big mouth.

Jin Chu's body shook slightly, he stabilized his footsteps in time, looked at the pale Qiao Jianuo, and emphasized his tone: "Speak."

"It's nothing, did you hear it wrong?" Giorgano could only use dry laughter to cover up his guilty conscience, and he hastily changed the subject, "I'm done taking a shower, hurry up and take a shower, wait a while My parents still have to wash it."

After finishing speaking, Qiao Jianuo didn't wait for Jin Chu's response, and quickly went back to the bedroom.

The door slammed shut.

Giorgano leaned against the door, panting nervously.

At this moment, he only hoped that Jin Chu was really drunk, and when he woke up tomorrow, he would forget what he just said.

Jin Chu was so smart and sharp, Qiao Jianuo didn't dare to show any flaws in front of him, he always felt that Jin Chu could tear his vest at any time.

Jin Chu stood in the living room, watching the bedroom door being closed by Qiao Jianuo.

It seemed like a long time before he tilted his head in doubt.

"Past life?"

He seemed to understand half of himself talking to himself.

He naturally understood what this "previous life" meant, but he didn't understand why Qiao Jianuo suddenly said these three words. Does Qiao Jianuo believe in the past and the present life?

If there is a past, maybe he and Giorgio knew each other in the previous life, and Giorgio has done a lot of wrong things to him, otherwise, how could Giorgio come to him in this life to suffer these things?

Jin Chu felt that he was really a little drunk.

While taking a bath, he was still thinking about the three words Giorgano said in a daze, but his brain was as dull as a machine that had been in disrepair for a long time, and it made a harsh sound of "creaking and creaking" when it was running.

He thought for a long time, but he couldn't come up with a reason.

When Jin Chu returned to the bedroom after taking a shower, Qiao Jianuo had already fallen asleep lying on the top bunk.

Giorgano, who was sleeping soundly, was very dishonest. He liked to mess around with his hands and feet, and often stretched his limbs out of the bed. If it was fine in summer, but in winter, he would definitely get sick and catch a cold the next day.

Jin Chu stood in front of the bed for a while, then deftly straightened the quilt on Qiao Jianuo's body, and stuffed Qiao Jianuo's hands outside the bed.

Qiao Jianuo noticed Jin Chu's movement, opened his eyes slightly, and saw Jin Chu in the backlight.

"Jin Chu..." Qiao Jianuo's voice sounded a little hoarse, he coughed twice, and despite the heavy sleepiness in his eyes, he instinctively reached out and touched Jin Chu's face, "Are you okay? "

This time Jin Chu didn't dodge, he stood motionless on the spot, allowing Qiao Jianuo's hands to touch his face.

"I'm fine." Jin Chu said.

"But your face is so hot." Giorgio said, he simply held Jin Chu's cheek with both hands, he lay on the upper bunk, and looked at Jin Chu through the wooden railing beside the bed.

The two of them just stared at each other for a long time, Jin Chu's sleepiness was half gone, he suddenly smiled, "Are my palms cold?"

Jin Chu's eyes were deep, and his eyes seemed to look into Qiao Jianuo's bones. After a while, he nodded: "It's very cold."

"Just cool." Giorjano moved forward, resting his chin on the wooden rail, and said solemnly, "There is no anti-alcoholic medicine at home, so I can only do this to wake you up."

Hearing this, Jin Chu seemed a little speechless: "I don't need to be sober."

Giorgio was very puzzled: "Why?"

Jin Chu said: "Now is the time to sleep."

"That's right..." Qiao Jianuo seemed to have just realized this, and quickly removed the hand covering Jin Chu's cheek, and rolled into the bed, those beautiful peach eyes staring at Jin Chu, "Good night."

Jin Chu's heart trembled, as if something was about to break out of his shell, he was stunned for a moment, and then said: "Good night."

Then, turn off the lights and go to bed.

Jin Chu lay on his back on the bed, staring at the upper bunk for about ten minutes as he did every night before slowly closing his eyes.

In the dark night, people's auditory nerves will become extremely sensitive. It didn't take long for Jin Chu to hear Qiao Jianuo's even breathing from the upper bunk.

Jin Chu pursed his lips and fell asleep listening to these voices.

However, for some reason, Jin Chu didn't sleep very well tonight, and the time passed while he was half asleep and half awake. In the middle of the night, Jin Chu suddenly felt his head hurt more and more, and his body became hotter and hotter, like the aftermath of that glass of wine. The force was finally manifested at this time.

Jin Chu frowned, sweat dripped from his face and body.

Now in September, the weather is getting colder. In order to save electricity bills, the air conditioner is no longer turned on at home. Only an electric fan next to the desk is blowing on their bed.

But that little wind was not enough for Jin Chu. He was so hot that he wanted to turn on the electric fan to the highest gear, or turn on the air conditioner in the bedroom, but then thought that Qiao Jianuo was still sleeping soundly on the upper bunk. You can only forcefully suppress those impulses.

With his eyes still closed, he turned over as lightly as possible, then curled up, trying to suppress the pain that was about to burst out of his temples, and tried not to let himself make a sound.

I don't know how long it took, but Jin Chu's consciousness became more and more blurred.

At this moment, he suddenly heard Giorjano's cautious call from his ear.

"Jin Chu?"

Jin Chu couldn't open his eyes in pain, but he didn't want to ignore Qiao Jianuo's call, so he took a lot of effort to hold back a slight "um".

"Jin Chu." Qiao Jianuo's voice was getting closer and closer, as if whispering next to his ear, "Are you okay?"

Jin Chu really wanted to hum again, but he didn't have the strength to make another sound.

With his back to Giorgano, he didn't open his eyes, he could only feel Giorgano sitting beside his bed for a few minutes, and then with a light behind him, Giorgano got up and ran out of the bedroom.

Soon, Giorgio came running back again.

"Jin Chu, come, drink some water." Qiao Jianuo sat back on the bed, and it took a lot of effort to help Jin Chu to sit on the bedside. He picked up the water glass that was set aside, and gently Handed the foot to Jin Chu's lips, "The water is not hot, it's already a little cold."

Jin Chu swallowed some water instinctively, and when he opened his eyes, he saw Qiao Jianuo's face full of worry, and the disheveled hair on his head like a bird's nest.

"Can I still drink it?" Giorjano asked softly.

Jin Chu nodded weakly.

So Qiao Jianuo picked up the water glass again and fed Jin Chu a few mouthfuls. Just when Qiao Jianuo was about to remove the water glass, he suddenly and quickly stuffed something into Jin Chu's mouth.

Jin Chu: "..."

It looks like medicine.

"This is a painkiller." Qiao Jianuo was afraid that Jin Chu would resist taking the medicine, so he quickly fed Jin Chu a few more sips of water, "Quickly, quickly, swallow it."

Originally, Jin Chu wanted to spit out the medicine. He was used to patience, so he didn't like to take medicine very much, but when he saw Qiao Jianuo's bright eyes staring at him, he hesitated for two seconds, and finally swallowed the medicine silently. go down.