Thousands of coaxes and thousands of coaxes finally coaxed Ding Chengxin to sleep. Ma Jiaqi was furious in his heart, and he couldn't get angry for a long time.
He went to the bathroom to take a cold shower, and the fire lit by Ding Chengxin only disappeared halfway. Helplessly, after putting on his clothes, he had to take it off again and walk into the bathroom to have another close contact with the cold water.
After another half an hour or so of washing, he finally came out.
It seems that Ding Chengxin was not lightly flirted this time.
Wrapped in his bathrobe and with the neckline open, he opened the fridge and took a bottle of ice Sprite.
The night was very dark, Ma Jiaqi walked up to the sleeping Ding Chengxin, put his movements lightly, and touched his head.
majiaqiReally little ancestor.
After tidying up, Ma Jiaqi lifted the quilt and lay beside Ding Chengxin. The smell of tobacco permeated the surroundings at the moment when he lifted the quilt.
Ma Jiaqi frowned.
He smelled a bit of tobacco.
Just went to the balcony to smoke a cigarette and calm down for a while. He hadn't touched a cigarette for a long time, and this experience really tossed him hard.
Just thinking about it, Ding Chengxin put his arm directly on Ma Jiaqi's waist, and the whole person hung on Ma Jiaqi like an octopus.
Ding Chengxin's breath came over his face.
majiaqiTsk, smelling like wine.
Ma Jiaqi smiled and showed his little tiger teeth.
majiaqiSmoke and alcohol all over.
Ma Jiaqi didn't lift the quilt to take a shower, that's it, it doesn't matter.
It's always been like this, it's fine...
The next day, Ding Chengxin woke up with a splitting headache.
He rolled over, hugged the person next to him, stepped back sharply after waking up, and picked up the quilt to cover himself.
dingchengxinWho who who?!
Ma Jiaqi was successfully woken up by him, raised his arm to cover his eyes, put his other hand around Ding Chengxin's neck, and pressed his head against his chest.
His voice was hoarse, and he got up patiently.
majiaqiCome on, sleep a little longer.
Ding Chengxin was pressed inexplicably. He was still struggling, but when he heard Ma Jiaqi's voice, he instantly became honest.
Ma Jiaqi's chest undulated slightly and his skin was hot.
dingchengxinHey, Mr. Ma, can you get me up?
majiaqiWhat are you doing up?
Ma Jiaqi's voice was tired, his chest trembled slightly, and it reached Ding Chengxin's ear with a buzzing sound.
dingchengxinI have a headache and want to drink water.
majiaqiDid I make you drink so much last night?
dingchengxin... But, I'm really thirsty.
dingchengxinTeacher Ma~ Teacher Ma~ Teacher Ma~ Teacher Ma...
Ma Jiaqi moved, sighed, and let go of his hand.
Ding Chengxin got up from Ma Jiaqi, suddenly dizzy when he stood up, and fell back.
Ma Jiaqi was unprepared and suffered such a forcible blow.
He coughed and laughed.
majiaqiThrow your arms around.
dingchengxinDidn't stand firm.
Ma Jiaqi had a smile on the corners of his mouth from beginning to end, and no matter how he looked at it, he looked provocative.
Ding Chengxin has a temper.
dingchengxinCan't afford it.
dingchengxinYou carry me.
Ma Jiaqi got up, crossed Ding Chengxin's knee socket with his arm, and picked him up with his butt.
In this posture of completely hugging the child, facing the face, Ding Chengxin's chin was on Ma Jiaqi's shoulder, and his cheeks were flushed.
After all, he is a grown man, even if he looks thin, he has weight.
Ma Jiaqi picked him up so easily. He carried Ding Chengxin to the kitchen and poured him a cup of warm water to feed him.
Ding Chengxin spoke like a mosquito humming, but Ma Jiaqi still heard it.
majiaqiYou're welcome, it should be.
