Love perfect score

Chapter 24

The lights in the room were turned off, if he hadn't heard Yan Xiaomu's voice, Xu Qingqiao would think that this person had already fallen asleep at this time.

Although this light was turned off by Xu Qingqiao when he found Yan Xiaomu got under the bed before he went to take a bath, so he helped him to turn it off.

Xu Qingqiao turned on the bedside lamp after entering the room, and saw Yan Xiaomu's whole body buried under the quilt, pulling the corner of the quilt to reveal a hairy head, blinking at people insecurely.

Xu Qingqiao: "I thought you were asleep."

Yan Xiaomu: "No."

The heating of the air conditioner was too dry. Hearing that Yan Xiaomu was huddled in the bed and breathing in through his nose intermittently, Xu Qingqiao turned off the air conditioner before going to bed.

After turning off the air conditioner, the temperature dropped. As soon as Xu Qingqiao went to bed, Yan Xiaomu subconsciously approached him.

It's just that her arms were sticking to her arms, and she didn't have the nerve to get closer. It was Xu Qingqiao who stretched out her arms and hugged her.

Yan Xiaomu had already warmed up the quilt in advance, without the air conditioner, his body was still warm, but his face exposed under the quilt was cold.

So Yan Xiaomu hugged Xu Qingqiao back under the quilt, curled up, and pressed his face against his chest through a thin T-shirt to keep warm.

Yan Xiaomu smiled: "Is it warm to hold me?"

Xu Qingqiao teased him: "Hot."

"Ah." Yan Xiaomu was immediately at a loss under the quilt. He wanted to let go but held on to the corner of Xu Qingqiao's clothes reluctantly, "Is it so hot...there is no heating, and your quilt is still very thin."

Xu Qingqiao seldom turns on the heater by himself, but tonight he turned it on because he was afraid that Yan Xiaomu would be cold.

He remembered that the quilt in Yan Xiaomu's room was so thick that it might weigh ten catties.

Xu Qingqiao: "Cold?"

Yan Xiaomu: "Hold, just hold it and it won't be cold."

The curtains were thin and couldn't block any light. The apartment Xu Qingqiao rented was next to the road, and all the street lights had leaked in. He lowered his head and vaguely saw Yan Xiaomu's eyes closed, with long eyelashes hanging down his face.

So continue to hold people.

Turned off the lights and didn't go to sleep. She should have slept with her eyes closed. Unexpectedly, Yan Xiaomu opened his eyes after closing them, and got up all at once.

The movement in his arms made Xu Qingqiao open his eyes again, Yan Xiaomu knelt down beside him, stretched out a small hand and poked his waist.

"what happened?"

"You, did you see all of me just now..."

Xu Qingqiao reached out to turn on the bedside lamp, and sure enough, she saw Yan Xiaomu's face was red as well as the corners of her eyes.

Still struggling with this.

Xu Qingqiao sat up, stretched out his hand to hold Yan Xiaomu's shoulder, "Didn't you say that it's okay for boys to take a look?"

"Yeah, you're the only one watching..." Yan Xiaomu finished speaking in a low voice, then lowered his head.

Xu Qingqiao lowered his head and approached him, and said seriously: "Do you want me to show you?"

It's half joking and half serious. Since they're all boys, it means they can speak more bluntly.

"Who, who wants to see you." Yan Xiaomu raised his head as he spoke, peeking at Xu Qingqiao from the corner of his eye.

Xu Qingqiao raised her hand and took off her short sleeves.

In the warm yellow light, Yan Xiaomu saw that Xu Qingqiao's arms, waist and abdomen had smooth and tight muscle lines, and the side face against the light was cast with hazy shadows, revealing a sharp-edged sternness.

Just as Xu Qingqiao finished taking off this side, Yan Xiaomu's hand reached out and touched his abdomen, "Wow, abdominal muscles..."

Whether to be ashamed or not depends entirely on the person's mood, sometimes Yan Xiaomu blushes when there is nothing wrong with it, and when it's time to restrain himself, he straightens up.

The light was not enough, Yan Xiaomu tilted his body, and then touched Xu Qingqiao's navel with his hand, and then touched something like hair.

"Huh?" Yan Xiaomu withdrew his hand abruptly, raised his head vigilantly, and looked at Xu Qingqiao like a curious baby, "What is this?"

How can there be hair? Does the belly still grow hair? His belly is clean and there is no hair at all!

Xu Qingqiao couldn't answer him, and didn't want to be a hooligan, so he could only lift the quilt and cover him back on the bed to cover him tightly.

Yan Xiaomu stretched out a hand from under the quilt, "Hurry up and put on the quilt, it's so cold."

Xu Qingqiao put on her clothes and lay down again.

This time, without waiting for him to hug him, Yan Xiaomu consciously came over and wrapped his arms around his waist, and then buried her head in the socket of his neck.

"Look at me once, and I'll look at you once, we're even." When Yan Xiaomu spoke, the heat sprayed all over his neck.

This man doesn't let himself suffer.

Xu Qingqiao asked him, "Does your back still hurt?"

Yan Xiaomu said: "The pain has been gone for a long time, I'm not so delicate."

Xu Qingqiao: "..."

Yan Xiaomu was still reluctant: "Xu Qingqiao, why does your stomach grow hair?"

Xu Qingqiao: "..."

After 2 minutes, Yan Xiaomu walked over and whispered in Xu Qingqiao's ear, "Xu Qingqiao, are you asleep... just pretend I didn't ask you..."

Xu Qingqiao's neck was itchy when he spoke, so Xu Qingqiao got up with his arms, held the back of Yan Xiaomu's neck, and whispered to his side: "It's not that the stomach grows hair, the hair grows from the bottom, you need to see? "

This man almost touched his pants just now.

This time Yan Xiaomu was silent, and the air was silent for a few seconds before Yan Xiaomu turned his back stiffly and said, "Oh, oh, I see..." Then his whole body became hot, and he slowly returned to his side body, put his hand neatly on his belly, not daring to look at Xu Qingqiao again.

After a while, Yan Xiaomu, who belatedly started to feel shy, became restless.

Hearing the movement, Xu Qingqiao turned her head to take a look, and saw that the man was grabbing the quilt over his head, and his whole body slipped into the quilt.

Although Xu Qingqiao had two pillows on the bed, there was only one quilt. When Yan Xiaomu moved, the quilt also rustled.

Yan Xiaomu held his breath for only five seconds in the dark blanket before Xu Qingqiao lifted the blanket and dragged him out.

Xu Qingqiao asked him, "Can I sleep?"

"Sleep..." Yan Xiaomu opened his big innocent eyes, but his trembling eyelashes betrayed his mood.

Xu Qingqiao let go of his wrist, stared at him but did not take his eyes off, and sure enough, the next second, he saw the man's tears falling down.

Yan Xiaomu quickly wiped away his tears with the palm of his hand, and muttered: "It's so hot in the quilt, I'm crying because of the heat."

"Am I being too aggressive?" Xu Qingqiao realized that the strength he had just pulled him was not small, so he stretched out his hand to pinch his wrist, rubbed it lightly with his fingertips, "I apologize if I hurt you."

"No, no." Yan Xiaomu shook his head desperately while his wrist was still red, "I buried my head myself, and you pulled me out because you were afraid that I wouldn't be able to breathe."

It's true that the air in the bed is not good. If Xu Qingqiao doesn't pull him, he will come out by himself.

Xu Qingqiao hummed, looked at him, and waited for him to continue.

"But, but, your strength is a little bit stronger..." Yan Xiaomu rubbed his other hand on his eyes before taking them away, his eyes wandered, and the circles around his eyes were so red that he dared not look at anyone, "But I know you are not Deliberately, I am too thin..."

"Understood." Xu Qingqiao put his arms around his shoulders and led him towards her, rubbing his head vigorously a few times, "I'm so wronged, I don't even dare to say I'm bad, I'm just that good?"

"You're the best." Yan Xiaomu hugged Xu Qingqiao back and repeated, "You're the best!"

Xu Qingqiao was silent, and Yan Xiaomu answered seriously: "You are good at study, good grades, good sports, good personality, good at everything, I am stupid in reading, but you teach me well, even my mother likes you very much , I plan to tell my mother about our relationship after the college entrance examination, hehehe."

She was crying just now, but now she squinted her eyes and smiled. Xu Qingqiao had nothing to do with him. She rubbed the corners of his eyes with her fingertips, and touched his forehead with her lips, "Go to sleep."

"Xu Qingqiao..." Yan Xiaomu took Xu Qingqiao's hand under the blanket, "You are the best."

Xu Qingqiao lowered her head to meet his jewel-like eyes, looked at him for a while, and then stretched out her hand to pinch his chin.

When kissing his small, upturned nose, the thumb stuck into his lips and tongue and stirred, and when it was pulled away, there was a trace of transparent silver line.

Yan Xiaomu's lips and teeth were slightly parted, his lips were moist and bloodshot, his cheeks were flushed, and the tip of his kissed nose was also slightly red.

No kiss, but as shy as kiss.

He still grabbed the hem of his clothes shyly until he fell asleep.