25 hour

Chapter 27 Ch27 Princess

From the moment he was invited to Shen Tom's house for dinner, the night he brushed his teeth in the mirror, and the early morning when he woke up earlier than the alarm clock, including the journey through the streets with the bottle in his arms, Qin Zheng was always curious about what Shen Tom would do. Invite him to eat something.

This man has grown to such a large size, and the heaviest job he has ever done is sawing wood, and he has never touched his fingers at any time. Qin Zheng has never seen him make any food with all the ingredients he has. something edible.

But now there is nothing to guess: there is nothing in the refrigerator except for three bottles of drinks. During the repair process just now, Qin Zheng roughly inspected the kitchen, and it was easy to find that Shen Teng didn't even buy a pot. , Then, there is obviously only one option left to greet the guests-takeaway.

The warm light and air-conditioning of the refrigerator returned to normal supply after being powered on again. Qin Zheng closed the refrigerator door, crossed his fingers to relieve the exhaustion from work, and picked up the mobile phone beside him to check the time: Shen Teng walked out of the kitchen Up to now, about four and ten minutes have passed.

Not too long, not too short, just long enough for the guy outside to watch TV and fall asleep.

Qin Zheng went to the living room, and naturally picked up the blanket that had been kicked to the floor by Shen Teng and re-spreaded it. After lowering the volume of the remote control, he squatted down and adjusted the pillow under the man's ear inch by inch. It's a difficult job, Shen Teng's hair is too long, if you don't pay attention, it will wake you up from your dream.Fortunately, his movements were as light as possible, and Shen Teng fell into a deep sleep, until Qin Zheng helped him carefully take out the book that also fell on the ground from his hand, and shook his weak and drooping wrist like a doll, and then Putting the comfortable posture back on his body, Shen Teng didn't respond at all.

In fact, he always seemed to sleep like this in front of Qin Zheng.

It was as if he had fallen into an extremely deep dream, and his breath and pulse were so weak that one needed to attach his remaining breath to barely confirm that this person was still alive.

It's hard not to doubt his health.

But doubts are just doubts, and Qin Zheng has never really asked.In the past, I had no position to ask, but now I don’t know whether to ask or not, and if I think about it, even if I really ask, with Shen Teng’s character, I will probably just fool around and won’t tell anyone——His boundaries on these matters The sense of trust is very strong, and the general sense of trust cannot be shaken.

But at least he's still healthy for now...even if it's just looking healthy.

Qin Zheng lowered his eyes and pondered for a while, then clipped the beautiful leaves he picked up on the road to the pages of the chapters that Shen Teng saw, and put the book back on the small table next to the sofa with a sound that was almost silent.

When Shen Teng woke up, it was almost evening.

He opened his eyes drowsily, muttering silently, feeling his gums were limp from sleep.

Shen Teng was surprised that he slept so soundly, and he didn't even feel much discomfort, thanks to the blanket on his body and...

Shen Teng, who stretched his limbs lazily like a cat, sat up suddenly, and looked at Qin Zheng, who was startled by his movement and raised his eyelids, with his disheveled hair.

Shen Teng moved his eyes stiffly to the wall clock on the TV wall.

The sunset time in Iceland in April is getting later every day, but at this moment, at 21:41, the sun has already set. From 22:[-] am to nearly [-]:[-] pm, he slept for more than ten hours.

"I invited you to lunch today." Shen Teng said every word.

"Hmm." Qin Zheng read the last line and put today's Icelandic newspaper aside.

Shen Tomato: "...Have you had lunch yet?"

For the first time, Qin Zheng read "embarrassment" from his face.

"have eaten."

Qin Zheng stood up, chuckled and gave another fatal blow to Shen Teng who was covering his eyes in shame: "I left some for you."

No, no...

When he followed the guests into the kitchen with heavy steps, and saw the two dishes and one soup that were obviously home-cooked under the insulation cover of the dining table, Shen Teng fell into silence again.

"Is there a little too much you know?"

After asking, Shen Teng was a little messy again: "... Or is it that I don't know too many things?"

"It's the former," Qin Zheng replied, "I'm very good at calling Chinese restaurants for takeout."

Shen Toma let out a haha: "Thank you for your boastful comfort."

Qin Zheng: "You're welcome, will it work?"

Shen Teng: "Very much."

"..."

I don't know who laughed first, and the embarrassing atmosphere in the air disappeared immediately.

With great adaptability, Shen Teng pulled away the chair and sat down. While holding the chopsticks in his palm, he looked at the silhouette of Qin Zheng serving him rice before going to the rice cooker, and said curiously, "You today...I mean, when I was sleeping How did you spend your day when you were here?"

For nearly half of the 24 hours, Qin Zheng just spent time in his house doing nothing?

"Reading, cooking, eating, tidying up the room, time flies by."

Qin Zheng also sat back opposite him.

"If you didn't wake up, I should have woken you up."

Biting the authentic Chinese dishes from a foreign country, Shen Teng said nonsense: "Because you are a princess and you must be home before ten o'clock?"

Qin Zheng glanced at him, leaned back lazily, and replied without stuttering: "Because if you don't get up again, there is a high probability that you will also suffer from insomnia tonight."

Very understanding and boring answer.

But obviously the young man's tone was gentle and his eyes were considerate, but for no reason, Shen Teng caught a trace of "insidiousness" deliberately making him feel ashamed again from this thoughtfulness and gentleness.

Well, I lost again.

Shen Teng sniffed embarrassingly, and there was another "and" in his ear.

Qin Zheng said, "Besides, I'm a princess and I must be home before ten o'clock."

Shen Teng lowered his head and couldn't help laughing.

"What kind of princess are you?"

Shen Teng seemed to like this topic very much, and couldn't let it go: "I love Disney princesses so much, who are you?"

Qin Zheng does not have an English name, which is rare in a flashy environment where most people with the surname Li introduce themselves as "Lee".

The social circle of international students is complex, with age of going abroad, educational background, family background, aspirations... Countless factors are intertwined to weave a dazzling network of relationships.

Qin Zheng went abroad before graduating from high school. He has been living in Los Angeles during his undergraduate and postgraduate years, and his family background is good. They have no interest in their parties, and they don't like to get close to him in any circle, but the more this is the case, the more everyone loves to get close to him.

And in those messy social occasions in the past, no matter what skin color he faced, his self-introduction would always be: "I am Qin Zheng."

"Then Princess Qinzheng is fine. Guqin's zither, Guzheng's zither, sounds more oriental than Mulan."

Shen Tomo touched his chin and praised his naming ability: "It's pretty good! What do you think?"

"Princess Qinzheng": "I have other choices?"

Shen Teng: "No."

Qin Zheng: "Okay, not bad."

Shen Teng: "You don't force it, do you?"

Qin Zheng: "It's completely voluntary."

Qin Zheng pushed the hot water cup to the opposite side: "Princess Shanshan, do you like Coral's Shan?"

Shen Teng covered his mouth and coughed twice.

The water glass appeared just in time, and Shen Teng immediately picked it up and drank a couple of sips, but Qin Zheng shouldn't be too obvious on purpose!

Shen Teng gave him an unhappy look: "I like to delete."

"This is a shan." Qin Zheng opened his eyes and said nonsense, "Coral was a valuable tribute in ancient times, and it had to be chopped off with a knife. The radical on the right side of the word 'delete' means knife."

"Really?" The illiterate fell into doubt again.

Half-truths, half-false, whole false.

Shen Teng gave up thinking: "Whatever, I can't beat you."

Qin Zheng: "So wronged."

Shen Teng was about to laugh angrily: "Why did you wrong you again?"

Qin Zheng propped his chin with one hand, and blinked listlessly: "Grandma said you would act coquettishly when you were unworthy, Shanshan, do you want to act coquettishly to me?"

Shen Teng stepped on another person's slippers viciously under the table, then smiled shyly on the table: "I'll give you a splash first, how about it?"

Qin Zheng nodded and smiled: "Okay."