he got wet

Chapter 38 He Said I Had a Fever

"...Chi Lie?" Teacher Tang's voice sounded above his head, cautiously, "What are you doing?"

He lifted half of his face from the pile of quilts.

Teacher Tang is his mirror, he can't see his current state, but he can know it from Teacher Tang's expression and reaction.

His thoughts should be written on his face.

Tang Shiqi took a step back and hesitated, "Chi Lie, can I still ask to sleep separately?"

Chi Lie hugged the quilt, "What do you think?"

Tang Shiqi seized the opportunity, "I think it can."

Chi Lie sat up, piled the quilts in front of him and hugged him, and even grabbed two handfuls, but his eyes were fixed on Teacher Tang, making Teacher Tang's face hot.

He issued an ultimatum, "I don't think so."

Teacher Tang used herself as a bargaining chip, "But I will still hold hands and hug you. You were afraid of affecting your mood during the exam preparation, so you didn't say it. I still think it's weird that we sleep together. It's not your problem, it's me. Make yourself awkward."

"If you don't do bad things, you won't be afraid of ghosts knocking on the door." He tilted his head to look at Tang Shiqi, and laughed at him, "Why are you guilty?"

"I'm not guilty..."

"Go to bed if you don't feel guilty, it's late, I'm sleepy."

After speaking, he spread out Teacher Tang's quilt, covered his body, lay down and closed his eyes, not giving any chance to struggle.

Such strength will always work for Mr. Tang.

Sure enough, he heard Mr. Tang sigh, but silently turned off the light and went to bed.He took the position, so he had no choice but to walk to the other side, lie down in his usual sleeping position, and sleep under the quilt covered by him.

He was a little excited, wanting to make up for the regret that he missed just now, and reached out to Teacher Tang again.

Teacher Tang noticed something, stretched out the quilt with one hand, and pressed his hand, "What are you doing?"

He didn't mean to take it back, and asked what he was thinking, "Mr. Tang, can you smell the smell on the quilt?"

Tang Shiqi didn't understand, so, "Huh? We all take a bath every day, why would there be a smell?"

Chi Lie: "...."

He couldn't laugh or cry, "That's not what it means, it's the unique smell of everyone."

Teacher Tang didn't answer immediately, and the air was silent for a few seconds before asking, "What do you want to say?"

He kindly explained: "Teacher Tang's quilt is fragrant."

Tang Shiqi: "...."

Tang Shiqi didn't want to talk to him, just like a pervert.Let's talk about playing hooligans, it's not that serious, let's talk about ordinary chatting, it's not that simple.

He "throws" Chi Lie's hand aside, "Go to sleep."

But he felt Chi Lie's hand stretched out again, he smiled helplessly, "It's almost past twelve o'clock, are you so excited after the exam?"

Chi Lie stopped being sneaky, and put his arm on Teacher Tang's arm through the quilt, "Well, I can finally fall in love with Teacher Tang."

"...." Tang Shiqi was not very happy, "If you talk nonsense again, I will get angry with you."

Chi Lie patted the back of Tang Shiqi's hand, coaxing, "I won't talk about it in the future, strictly abide by Teacher Tang's rules, we are just creating memories."

Teacher Tang was really sleepy and tired, so he didn't answer, but Chi Lie had an unexpectedly strong desire to express, and he moved closer to Teacher Tang without a trace, "Mr. Tang, I just want to hold hands now." .”

Teacher Tang's major life event, besides dancing, should be sleeping. Now Xu is too sleepy and doesn't want to talk, but he still doesn't answer.

Chi Lie didn't feel like he was hitting a wall either, he liked Teacher Tang, as long as it was Teacher Tang, even if he was entertaining himself, he would find it interesting.

It's raining today, and it's cold at night. I didn't turn on the air conditioner, and I was covered with a moderately thick summer quilt.

Across the quilt, Chi Lie's fingertips traced the position on the back of Teacher Tang's hand, drawing a circle for a while, and a five-pointed star for a while. On Teacher Tang, he found it interesting to do anything.

At first, Mr. Tang was flustered with his breathing rate, but when he was about to draw the 28-pointed star, Mr. Tang almost fell asleep and breathed steadily.

The trick of boiling frogs in warm water is the best strategy for the good-tempered teacher Tang.

So he was unwilling to be satisfied with the touch of the quilt, found the gap in the quilt, slowly stretched his hand in, and reached Teacher Tang's fingertips little by little.

Teacher Tang didn't respond, so he inserted five fingers into Teacher Tang's finger joints one by one, squeezed them little by little, until the real ten-finger clasp was realized, and Teacher Tang still didn't notice it.

He was greatly encouraged by Teacher Tang's defenselessness, and the longing that had been pent up all along until now burst forth suddenly. He swallowed his saliva, turned over and covered Teacher Tang, and kept some distance away to prevent Teacher Tang from being crushed.

He leaned over slowly, leaned closer, and rested his hands on the sides of Mr. Tang's head.

He didn't know what he wanted to do, and he, who had always been in danger, was also blocked by the clamoring heartbeat. He didn't even know what he would do next, and he relied on the guidance of his body instincts.

He felt that he was very strange now, after all, he really rarely had such absurd moments.

Teacher Tang has not yet entered a deep sleep, so it is hard not to be noticed by such a bold action. Teacher Tang opened his eyes in a daze, but he was not frightened. He just frowned dissatisfiedly, "What are you doing again... .”

The imagined struggle and fright did not come, and Teacher Tang was still the soft Teacher Tang, who fully accepted his strangeness and presumptuousness.

He hoarsely said, "Aren't you afraid of me? Afraid of what I will do to you."

Teacher Tang just smiled, his voice was covered with honey, thick and silky, "Don't be afraid, as you said, you are not like that, and you won't do anything to me, I believe you."

Chi Lie was stunned. After receiving such a reply, he really had no face to do anything.

But he still felt that something was wrong with him, the breath was hot in the human body, part of it was born of desire and love, and the other part, he couldn't tell.

Until Teacher Tang stretched out his arms from the quilt and opened them to him, "I want to hold hands, do you still want to hug, come on, let me go to sleep after hugging."

At this moment, his hands inexplicably wanted to grab Teacher Tang's waist. He tried his best to restrain himself, clenched the quilt on both sides, pressed down with support, and leaned into Teacher Tang's open arms.

He was obviously not sleepy, but he felt dizzy, and he had no energy to get up after lying down.

Tang Shiqi's movements paused, and the hand stretched towards Chi Lie's back turned upwards, touching Chi Lie's cheek and forehead, and half woke up from sleepiness.

He said anxiously, "Chi Lie, do you have a fever?!"

Chi Lie nestled in Tang Shiqi's neck, the familiar aroma made him comfortable and obsessed, satisfied, his consciousness gradually left.

No wonder I talked so much today and couldn't hold my breath. It turned out that I had a fever.

That's great, when he has a fever, he can only lie on Teacher Tang's bed, wrapped in Teacher Tang's quilt, and accept the care of Teacher Tang.

He pressed on Teacher Tang and fell into a deep sleep.

The author says:

When Mr. Tang is confused, he speaks in a voice, QQ bounces and can draw silk (bushi)