Zu Qi did wake up, but he was just a little conscious. It was a bit too difficult for him to get up from the bed and walk his legs to the bathroom to undress and take a bath.
Of course, Zu Qi also knows how many catties and two weights he is now, and in his current state, I am afraid that he will be planted back before getting out of bed.
So Zu Qi shook his head vigorously, flattened his mouth, and said with some aggrieved expression: "I don't take a bath."
Xue Jue frowned: "You smell of alcohol all over you, it smells so unpleasant."
Zu Qi reluctantly raised his arms, leaned in front of his nose, took two breaths, and then smiled silly, "There is no smell, why can't I smell anything?"
"..."
At this moment, Xue Jue realized that Zu Qi was a dead pig who was not afraid of boiling water.
After a long silence, seeing Zu Qi turning over to find a comfortable position and closing his eyes, he seemed to be brewing sleepiness again. Xue Jue, who couldn't bear it, suddenly reached out and grabbed Zu Qi's arm, pulling Zu Qi up from the bed like pulling a carrot .
Zu Qi's whole person is soft, he leaned into Xue Jue's arms along the way, squinted his eyes, and said complainingly: "What are you doing? I'm so sleepy, I want to sleep..."
"After taking a shower, go to bed." Xue Jue bent over and carried Zu Qi on his shoulders without saying a word, and walked towards the bathroom.
Zu Qi is more than 1.8 meters tall, even though he looks thin, he is definitely not light.
Originally, it was just right to carry him with Xue Jue's strength, but he knew that the drunk Zu Qi made a fuss like a three-year-old child, clamoring that Xue Jue had to put him down.
Xue Jue's face became more and more ugly, the blue veins on his forehead jumped up and down, and he finally threw him into the bathtub before Zuqi could break free.
Zu Qi sat down on the bottom of the cold bathtub and suddenly stood up with the cold to run outside.
Unfortunately, he was stopped by Xue Jue before he stepped out of the bathtub.
"Is there strength right now?" Xue Jue raised the corner of his mouth and sneered, looking down at Zu Qi, who was full of horror.
Zu Qi pushed Xue Jue a bit, but couldn't move, so he raised his head on his hips and said frankly: "I don't want to take a bath, I want to go back to sleep."
"It can't be you." Xue Jue's attitude was too tough to refuse. He easily pushed Zu Qi into the bathtub and sat down, and then turned on the faucet in front of the bathtub.
The warm water splashed out, and Zu Qi was splashed all over his body.
Zu Qi was still wearing a gray sweater and jeans with a primer. He was immobile in the bathtub by Xue Jue. He was soaked in the water half of the bathtub, and he felt a bit pitiful.
Xu knew that struggling was useless. Zu Qi simply resigned to his fate and sat down with his knees. He raised his head and looked at Xue Jue, his dark eyes like crystal grapes covered with a hazy mist.
"I really don't want to take a bath..." Zu Qi blinked, as if a rabbit caught by a hunter, the whole body was enveloped in despair.
Seeing this scene, Xue Jue suddenly felt soft.
In fact, he was not such a nosy person before. Whether Zuqi wants to take a bath has nothing to do with him. It's a big deal if he doesn't sleep in the same bed.
But there is only a two-meter-wide bed in this room, and he seems to have no choice...
Thinking of this, Xue Jue felt much better at once.
"It will be finished soon." Xue Jue slowed down and coaxed while **** for Zu Qi, even he himself didn't realize that his tone was unknowingly softer.
This time Zu Qi finally became more honest, obediently cooperating with Xue Jue's action of taking off his clothes.
If it were normal, he would naturally be embarrassed to ask Xue Jue to do these things for him, but now he is drunk, and it seems that there is nothing wrong with lying naked in front of Xue Jue.
After a while, Xue Jue took off Zu Qi's clothes and pants together.
Zu Qi's skin is very white, almost white to glow, and his figure is very well proportioned. His two legs are long and straight. There is no fat on his waist, but he doesn't have any abdominal muscles...
Xue Jue and Zu Qi have known each other for almost a year. This is the second time I saw Zu Qi without clothes. The second time was the night when Zu Qi put medicine in his cup at the beginning of the year.
Xue Jue drank too much wine that night, and became hot and hot. All consciousness and behavior were dominated by the most primitive desires. After waking up, he had to think carefully about what happened, let alone remember Zu Qi's appearance and figure. .
The only feeling is...
His body is very soft.
Sometimes Xue Jue feels incredible when he thinks about it, that a man's body can be so soft...
"Xue Jue." Zu Qi squinted suddenly shouted.
Hearing the sound, Xue Jue struggling out of his fascination instantly.
He quickly drove away those messy thoughts, but subconsciously took two steps back, and then said to Zu Qi: "I'm just outside, just call me if I have anything to do."
Zu Qi seemed to understand what he was saying, tilted his head blankly, and tried to open his drunken eyes: "Aren't you going to help me take a bath?"
"I never said to help you take a bath." Xue Jue's eyes drifted everywhere, but he didn't dare to fall on Zu Qi.
Zu Qi was immediately angry and patted the edge of the bathtub and said, "If you don't help me take a bath, then what are you bringing me in?"
Xue Jue said indifferently: "Because you are so stinky."
Zu Qi: "..." He had nothing to refute.
Xue Jue did not continue to stay, and told Zu Qi a few words. Regardless of whether the bewildered Zu Qi listened to what he said, he quickly walked out of the bathroom as if he turned around and fled.
Without the steaming heat in the bathroom, Xue Jue still felt hot all over, so he attributed this strange phenomenon to the heating in the room too much, and opened the window.
The chilly night breeze poured in. Xue Jue wore a nightgown and stood by the window for a while, finally feeling that the heat on his body faded a lot.
Xue Jue was bored so he sat on the sofa and picked up his mobile phone to read the work emails sent to him by his subordinates.
When Xue Jue had processed all the mail, it was 11:20 in the evening, and Zu Qi stayed in the bathroom for more than an hour, but there was no movement.
Xue Jue hesitated for a moment, put down the phone, got up and walked towards the bathroom.
He first knocked on the door and called Zu Qi's name twice, but he couldn't wait for a response before he opened the door and walked in. Then he saw Zu Qi sitting in the bathtub in the same posture and sleeping deeply.
The expression on Xue Jue's face was instantly stiff, and for a while, he didn't know what words to use to describe his mood at the moment.
He stepped forward and stooped to get some water in the bathtub.
Sure enough, it was already cold.
Xue Jue stood there looking down at Zu Qi for a long time. He sighed silently, and finally gave up the urge to wake people up, and took Zu Qi out of the water and hugged him horizontally.
Zu Qi felt Xue Jue's movements in his sleep, and leaned into his arms very obediently, and reliedly rubbed Xue Jue's chest with his face a few times, like a cat who was only acting like a baby.
When Xue Jue, who had been full of anger, noticed Zu Qi's movements, his expression could not help but become a little helpless, even the miraculous anger of his heart dissipated for most of the time.
He slowed down and put Zu Qi on the bed gently.
After taking care of everything, it was already twelve o'clock in the evening. Xue Jue was on a business trip in a neighboring city during the day. After a tiring day, after finishing work, he ran non-stop to clean up the mess for Zuqi.
After so busy, Xue Jue fell asleep on the pillow.
In the middle of the night, Xue Jue always felt that something was arching in his arms. When he opened his eyes, the night light on the bedside saw Zu Qi pestering him like an eight-legged octopus.
Xue Jue: "..."
He suddenly discovered that perhaps Xue Wan's character that likes to make noise was inherited from Zu Qi.
It took a lot of effort for Xue Jue to pull Zu Qi off himself. As a result, just after the two were separated for less than two seconds, Zu Qi tied his hands and feet together again, and the entanglement became tighter and tighter.
"I'm so cold..." Zu Qi rubbed Xue Jue's neck, shivering.
Xue Jue's face was full of black lines, but he patiently persuaded, "You let me go first, and I will increase the temperature of the air conditioner."
"Don't let it go, it's still warm here." Zu Qi suddenly squinted and smirked, and tightened his arms around Xue Jue's neck, then whispered, "My side is wet..."
If it weren't for Zu Qi's slurred speech and big tongue when he spoke, Xue Jue would have thought he was sober.
Xue Jue remembered that when he put the wet Zuqi on the bed just now, he did wet all the sheets over there, and he was now physically and mentally exhausted, so Zuqi left.
Unexpectedly, not long after falling asleep again, Xue Jue suddenly felt something all over, and he opened his eyes.
The first thing that came into view was Zu Qi's enlarged face. Zu Qi didn't know when he turned and sat on Xue Jue, groping with both hands on his chest, biting his chin with his head buried in violence.
Xue Jue was shocked.
He thought that Zu Qi was drunk and had a disturbance for a while, but he didn't expect to have such a fierce aftereffect.
At the same time, Xue Jue felt an indescribable anxious feeling in his heart. Before his brain could react, his hands had already conditioned reflexively grabbed Zu Qi's arm and pulled Zu Qi away from him with a little force. Pull it down.
However, Zu Qi seemed to be unconscious, and stared at Xue Jue for a few seconds with bewildered eyes, then suddenly raised the corners of her lips and smiled lightly, peach blossom eyes filled with thousands of stars.
Xue Jue's eyes moved slightly, and his eyes gradually became deeper.
The two of them stared at them for a long time, and neither of them had any intention of moving.
Until Zu Qi blinked, carefully moved her body closer to Xue Jue.
He had been observing Xue Jue's reaction, and seeing that Xue Jue had not used any action to refuse his approach, he breathed a sigh of relief, then put his elbow on the pillow, and slowly sent his lips over.
Xue Jue did not move, nor did he avoid Zu Qi's kiss.
But when Zu Qi cupped his face with both hands and began to gently **** on his lips, Xue Jue only felt a firework rising in the dark in his mind, and then it exploded with a bang.
What happened next can be said to be a matter of course, Xue Jue's technique is not good, he can only slowly explore in Zu Qi's body with the few memories left that night.
He once again realized clearly--
Zu Qi's body is really soft.
It was softer than he thought.
And Zu Qi was very afraid of pain. Even after a long foreplay, Xue Jue couldn't help crying and red eyes when Xue Jue entered, and big tears rushed out of his eyes.
Zu Qi's body trembled, and he spoke intermittently and slurred: "It hurts...it hurts..."
Rao is Xue Jue no matter how emotional, he can only bear it temporarily, he picked up Zu Qi and let the other person sit on him, and patiently stroked Zu Qi's smooth back.
"Xue Jue, it hurts me so much..." Zu Qi was sobbing hiccups.
When people are fragile or painful, they will subconsciously choose to rely on the person closest to them. Zu Qi is no exception. He put his arms around Xue Jue's neck tightly, wishing that the whole person sticks to Xue Jue's body, but he kept shouting in his mouth. pain.
Xue Jue was stuck there abruptly. He sighed helplessly, patted Zu Qi's back twice, and said in a gentle tone of coaxing the child: "It's okay, it doesn't hurt, we won't do it."
Zu Qi hugged Xue Jue and sobbed. He didn't know what he thought of. Tears were like broken faucets and couldn't stop.
"Don't cry." Xue Jue reached out his hand to wipe away the tears on Zu Qi's face.
Zu Qi bit her lip and shook her head, and did not respond to Xue Jue's words, but the tears still flowed unscrupulously.
Xue Jue was helpless, so he kept coaxing, and when Zu Qi's mood finally eased, he quit, preparing to lie down and put people to sleep.
However, before he had time to take the next step, Zu Qi, who finally stopped sobbing, leaned forward again, nibbling carefully on Xue Jue's lips, and still did not let go of the hands that clasped his neck.
Xue Jue: "..."
This time he won't stop in the middle anyway.