No matter how much Feng Jiuci cried, An Qi didn't let him go.
Until An Qi couldn't hold it any longer.
After falling asleep on his back, Feng Jiuci was finally free.
He didn't dare to move.
Afraid that An Qi would be injured if he fell on the floor tiles, he could only move his arms to a small extent. After his arms were no longer so sore, Feng Jiuci put An Qi back on the bed.
"Damn it, this young master definitely owed you something from his previous life, hiss..."
My face hurts so much.
Feng Jiuci covered his face and ran to the sink outside the bathroom.
Seeing himself in the mirror, Feng Jiuci felt bad.
In the mirror.
His originally handsome face was now very blue, and there were traces of blood in his nose, making him look extremely embarrassed.
Feng Jiuci almost cried in anger.
"My young master's face... An Xiaoqi, this young master is going to be disfigured. I will depend on you for the rest of my life."
"..."
Sighing in front of the mirror.
Feng Jiuci returned to the bedroom again.
This time he didn't dare to sit by the bed. When he saw a bay window by the window, he sat far away from An Qi on the bay window.
The curtains were not drawn.
The bright moon hangs high in the night sky.
Feng Jiuci looked at An Qi and then at the moon, and suddenly felt so pitiful.
It’s okay if you don’t have anyone to accompany you during the Mid-Autumn Festival.
He even got beaten up by the person he liked.
Woo hoo.
He is such a miserable man.
…
An Qi drank so much that she woke up in the middle of the night.
She struggled to sit up.
The room was dark, and she leaned her head against the bed, thinking about what had happened before, but her last memory was at the dinner table, and she had no memory of what happened next.
How did she get to the bed?
Where is Feng Jiuci?
An Qi's head was filled with questions.
She had cooked dinner in the evening, and now she smelled of oily smoke, which made her feel very uncomfortable. An Qi turned sideways to turn on the light, and inadvertently glanced at the window.
I was so scared that I almost lost my mind.
Through the unclosed curtains, she saw someone sitting vaguely by the window. The light was too dark and she couldn't see her face clearly, and she could only see a rough outline.
The man was sitting on the bay window, motionless.
An Qi gasped.
She remembered the social news she had seen before, where a thief got tired after stealing something and arrogantly slept in someone else's house.
She will never encounter this kind of situation, right?
An Qi didn't dare to turn on the light.
She quietly got out of bed, held her breath, and quietly took out a pen from the drawer of the bedside table. Holding the pen, she cautiously approached the bay window.
This is no ordinary pen.
It's an anti-wolf tool.
Just press the button to shock someone.
Walking to the bay window, An Qi raised her hand and was about to poke it with a stroke. Feng Jiuci on the bay window suddenly opened his eyes with a feeling, and suddenly saw a black shadow. Feng Jiuci almost suffered a cardiac arrest from fright.
.
“Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh.”
There were frightened screams ahead.
What followed was a scream of pain.
Feng Jiuci was so shocked that half of his body was numb, "An Xiaoqi, you committed murder!"
This sound...
"Feng Jiuci?"
"Who else could it be if it wasn't me, the young master?"
"..."
An Qi hurried to the bedside and turned on the light. Sure enough, she saw that the person sitting on the bay window was Feng Jiuci. She was stunned, "I'm sorry, I thought it was a thief... Why are you here, ah, your
What’s wrong with your face?”
She had the nerve to ask.
Feng Jiuci covered his face, "It's not your fault!"
"Me?" An Qi pointed to her nose with an innocent look on her face, "What's wrong with me?"
"Oh... An Xiaoqi, you beat this young master like this, and now you don't want to admit it?" Feng Jiuci shook his numb hands and complained with red eyes, "If you swallow a few glasses of fruit wine, you will not be able to survive.
I kindly carried you to the room and even helped you wipe your face and hands. I was afraid that you would not sleep well, so I even helped you take off your coat."
"Who would have known that you would suddenly become drunk and call me a gangster? You would throw me over your shoulder and throw me to the ground."
"..."
An Qi opened her mouth in surprise.
She had a dream just now, and it seemed that she really dreamed that someone was molesting her... But wasn't that a dream?
"I saw that you were too drunk, and I was worried that something might happen to you when you were alone at home, so I stayed on the bay window and watched over you. It would be a good idea for you to electrocute me again."
"With all your self-defense skills, I can't stand it alone."
"..."
An Qi felt extremely guilty.
Seeing Feng Jiuci's red eyes, she quickly threw aside the anti-wolf pen in her hand, "I'm sorry, I really didn't mean it. Don't cry."
Damn, who is crying?
His red eyes were simply due to staying up late.
This broken bay window was only a few dozen centimeters wide and just over a meter long. It was uncomfortable for him to sit, and even more uncomfortable to lie down. He stayed up most of the night and didn't fall asleep. He could only squint for no more than ten minutes at most.
I was woken up again by a phone call from her.
Feng Jiuci rubbed his eyes without explaining. He stretched out his hand to An Qi. An Qi was stunned, "What are you doing?"
"What do you mean? Help me to get up. After sitting for several hours, my buttocks are numb from sitting. Oh, it's not just from sitting, it's also thanks to the electric pen you just used."
"..."
An Qi felt extremely guilty.
Without daring to refute, he quickly took Feng Jiuci's arm and helped him up, "Are you okay?"
"Do you think this young master is fine?"
"sorry……"
Feng Jiuci's legs were weak. After taking two steps, he sat down on the bed. He twisted his neck, stretched his arms and legs, and it took him a long time to feel that his body was his own.
An Qi was like a primary school student who had done something wrong. She lowered her head and did not dare to say a word the whole time.
"snort!"
Seeing her like this, Feng Jiuci lost some of his anger, "You're a heartless girl."
"Yes, yes, I have no conscience. It's my fault. Brother Ninth, you have a lot, don't argue with me."
"My Mid-Autumn Festival was really miserable."
"It's all my fault..."
Feng Jiuci felt that he was pretty awesome.
If any of his previous girlfriends dared to treat him like this, no matter how much he liked her, he would definitely lose his temper and break up, but... being "beaten" by An Qi twice in one night, he found that besides being a little depressed and...
I couldn't laugh or cry, and all that was left was helplessness.
Not even angry at all.
well!
He is really finished.
He rubbed his neck and stood up, "Okay, now that you've sobered up, I'll go back. I'm so sleepy."
"I send you."
"Um."
With a glance, An Qi saw the wet towel on the bedside. She immediately pointed at the towel and widened her eyes, "Feng Jiuci, don't tell me that you used that towel to wipe my face."
"Yeah, what's wrong?"
An Qi breathed, "That towel... is what I use to clean the toilet."
"..."
Feng Jiuci's expression froze.
He quickly adjusted his expression and glanced at her angrily, "So are you blaming me now?"
An Qi's voice became weak again, "No..."
"snort!"
Feng Jiuci strode out.
An Qi lowered her head and followed him dully. Feng Jiuci opened the entrance door directly, "After I leave, you can close the doors and windows yourself."
"Um."
"Gone."
"Hey, wait."
Feng Jiuci immediately stopped.
He squinted his eyes and thought happily, if An Qi thought it was too dangerous for him to go home alone in the middle of the night and sincerely asked him to stay... Then he would reluctantly make a floor in her house.
He looked at An Qi eagerly.
The next second.
An Qi pointed to a corner at the entrance, "You forgot your stuff."
Feng Jiuci looked in the direction of her finger.
The tile with two holes was standing there quietly.