dingchengxinJiaqi, are you still working so late?
majiaqiIt'll be alright soon, go to sleep.
dingchengxinWhere do I sleep?
majiaqiWhere do you want to sleep?
dingchengxinJust sleep, sleep in the guest room!
majiaqiReally don't sleep with me?
dingchengxinDon't you still have to work, I won't bother you.
dingchengxinGood night Mr. Ma!
majiaqiAh Cheng is in such a hurry? Are you really not sleeping?
Ding Chengxin was running away. When the cuffs were too big to open the door, he hooked the door handle and was dragged back.
dingchengxinI'll... get out right now.
Ma Jiaqi sat on the chair and laughed when he saw Ding Chengxin panic.
majiaqiAh Cheng, come to me if you are afraid of sleeping.
Ding Chengxin returned to the guest room and closed the door with a "bang", leaning against the door with his back and panting.
dingchengxinDangerous. Dangerous.
Ding Chengxin lay on the bed and covered his face with a quilt.
dingchengxinHelp Help Help!
Ding Chengxin tossed around in the room, beating the quilt for a while, and kicking his legs for a while.
Ma Jiaqi's study was next to Ding Chengxin's guest room. Because the room was quiet, he could hear it clearly.
He closed the computer, closed his eyes and went to the bathroom to take a shower.
After several days of continuous rotation, my body felt a little uncomfortable. When I took a shower, my head was dizzy and I almost fell.
Ma Jiaqi quickly washed and put on his bathrobe and came out of the bathroom. His hair was dry and his clothes were neatly dressed.
He passed by the study and stopped at the door of Ding Chengxin's room, hesitating whether to knock on the door.
majiaqiAh Cheng? Are you asleep?
Ma Jiaqi smiled and doted on his face.
Ding Chengxin was stuffed under the quilt, sweating profusely. The air conditioner in the room was not turned on. Ma Jiaqi turned on the air conditioner in the living room at first. When he closed the door, he naturally couldn't feel the coolness.
Ma Jiaqi pushed open the door and walked straight to the bed.
Seeing Ding Chengxin covered in the quilt, he felt funny instead.
Ding Chengxin is his smile to start the switch.
majiaqiWhat are you doing, Meng is so strict.
Ding Chengxin drilled a head out of the quilt for a long time.
dingchengxinWhy don't you go to sleep?
majiaqiWhy haven't you slept yet.
dingchengxinObviously I asked you first.
majiaqiI just took a shower and wanted to see you.
Ding Chengxin lay in the quilt and turned his head sideways to see what Ma Jiaqi was wearing at this time.
Ma Jiaqi also tilted his head to look at him, but he couldn't see him from the angle of Ding Chengxin, and he was a little arrogant.
Ma Jiaqi drew the curtains, sat down beside Ding Chengxin's bed, and pulled his quilt with big hands.
majiaqiCover the quilt and don't turn on the air conditioner.
Ding Chengxin was already sweating, and his hair soaked the pillow.
Ma Jiaqi felt distressed, and pulled Ding Chengxin's quilt hard, pulled Ding Chengxin's wrist and pulled him up directly.
Ding Chengxin was sweating, and he was a little confused when he was pulled up from the warm bed.
dingchengxinWhat are you doing?
majiaqiI'm sweating so much, go to the bathroom and take a shower.
dingchengxinI'm not going, I'm sleepy.
majiaqiNo, it's uncomfortable to sleep with sticky.
dingchengxinI'm comfortable~ Eh, don't move me.
Ding Chengxin was picked up by Ma Jiaqi and went straight to the bathroom. He put warm water in the bathtub and let Ding Chengxin in.
dingchengxin... Teacher Ma, can you go out first?
Jin Du came in, and he must have washed it. It's really uncomfortable for him to be so sticky.
Ma Jiaqi turned around.
dingchengxinNo, you look at me, I'm not comfortable.
majiaqiSomething uncomfortable.
Ma Jiaqi leaned against the wall and pointed at Ding Chengxin's clothes.
