Sitting on the bed and sighing, Tang Qiqi felt that he was about to sigh, but the person in the toilet didn't come out for a long time.

How did it take so long to get in?

Thinking of this, Tang Qiqi jumped out of bed and walked to the toilet.

After having two unbearable experiences in the toilet, Tang Qiqi did not dare to break in rashly.

As soon as the hand struck, the door opened.

Cover-up?

When Tang Qiqi realized this, the door was already half open.

His hand was still knocking on the door, but his gaze fell straight on the person who had his back to him.

Hearing the voice, the young man turned around slowly......

Tang Qiqi: "......"

She had never seen such a conscious door in her life!

The scene of the beautiful man bathing appeared without warning, and Tang Qiqi's body cells completely exploded in his body when his eyes moved down uncontrollably.

The flush crawled all over his face, and he was stunned in place for a few seconds, and just as he was about to turn around, a large scar on the young man's thigh came into view.

It is not like a knife wound, it is not like a burn, and it is not clear what the cause of the injury is on the surface, but it is not difficult to see that the scar has been a long time.

In the past, Qi Yan only took off his shirt at home, and he always wore long pants.

I didn't expect it to be because of this.

But where did this injury come from?

Tang Qiqi, who was successfully diverted, never noticed the person who was gradually coming towards him.

It wasn't until he felt the heat in front of him that he withdrew his gaze.

"Seventh brother, do you need to ......"

"No!" Tang Qiqi didn't care what the other party wanted to say, and interrupted suddenly.

Turning his back to the toilet, he reached behind and was just about to close the door, when his hand suddenly touched something soft.

There's temperature, and there's ...... Protruding feeling?!

When I realized that I had touched something I shouldn't have touched, my hand was pulled like an electric shock and I just wanted to take it back.

The young man's long legs stepped forward, bent down slightly, and whispered in Tang Qiqi's ear, "You can continue, I don't mind." ”

"Just like you just now, take the initiative to tease my clothes and ...... all the way up"

I don't know whether it was intentional or not, every breath that the young man spewed hit Tang Qiqi's sensitive neck, and his legs were a little weak as if he was being pierced by an electric current.

Tang Qiqi suddenly found that the fox he was familiar with had returned.

"You can still ......"

The last word was not spoken, Tang Qiqi hurriedly turned around and covered his mouth, and pushed the person in and brought the door with his breath.

Where else can I go, just the unspoken words, Tang Qiqi's face was already flushed, and he couldn't breathe well.

After calming down on the bed, the toilet door was finally opened.

Tang Qiqi subconsciously looked at Qi Yan's thigh, still a pair of trousers.

Trying to forget the little episode that just happened, when the person was sitting next to him, Tang Qiqi asked out loud, "How did you get the injury on your thigh?" ”

Qi Yan was slightly stunned, as if he thought of something, and frowned.

When he spoke, his tone was light, "I fell." ”

Two simple words, downplaying the life and death experienced at the beginning.

"How long?"

Qi Yan didn't answer, and looked sideways at Tang Qiqi, "Seventh brother, do you really remember?" Headache? The neck of this ...... When did it hurt? ”

Three questions in quick succession attempt to evade the question.

Tang Qiqi was almost sure, "Was it injured ten years ago?" ”

The gaze that avoided for a second moved but did not speak.

These reactions have already given Tang Qiqi's answer very well.

Thinking of the boy who had fallen in the rain, Tang Qiqi's heart was pinched fiercely, and his breathing stagnated for a moment.

She reached out and gently hugged the person, her voice a little choked, "Isn't it painful?" ”

"It doesn't hurt." No hesitant answer.

Hurt.

But at that time, it hurt more than the heart.

gradually narrowed his eyes, and a painful memory was projected at the bottom of his eyes.