[BL] Disabled Cannon Fodder has Dreams [Quick Wear]

2.6

The night outside the window was getting thicker and thicker, and the heat slowly dissipated, returning to a fairly normal temperature.

    Wu Bei was lying on the bed with the fan beside the pillow. He closed his eyes and turned back and forth several times.

    Can't sleep.

    It was already early in the morning, and he was not sleepy at all, as if even the cells were excitedly active.

    However, the initiator held the thin quilt and occupied two-thirds of the entire bed, and slept soundly.

    The two adult men were huddled on the bed, Wu Bei could touch Song Xi's hand, and it was like a big stove lying beside him. No matter where he touched him, it would scald people. tremble.

    Really crazy.

    He's not a 20-year-old hairy boy who reacts so badly after being touched twice, and he's still a country cripple that he met on the first day.

.It's not that Wu Bei discriminates against people from the countryside, or that he looks down on disabled people, but he asks himself that his own conditions are not bad, he has seen all kinds of people, male, female, pure, flirtatious, etc. Holding on to three o'clock, standing in front of him dancing hotly, Song Xi didn't give him a big reaction when he touched it.

    Could it be that it has been so long, that meat and vegetables are not taboo?

    Wu Bei thought about it, rolled over and sat up, took out a cigarette from the jacket next to him, and hurried out.

    The night wind was blowing outside, and it felt like it went down after a while.

    The man leaned against the door, with a cigarette in his mouth, his fingers rubbing the lighter, but it didn't light it.

    The night shrouded the entire village, except for the chirping of insects and frogs, everything was silent.

.Song Xi slept soundly this night. He had no dreams all night until the village chief knocked on the door, then he stumbled over and got up, stretched his arms and stretched his waist.

    Just as he was about to get out of bed, he realized that there was a person lying on his side with his suit jacket on his face, and only when he calmed down could he hear a long and even sound of breathing.

    Song Xi called out softly, "Wu Bei?"

    The man was silent and fell asleep.

    Song Xi stretched out his hand and poked, but still didn't respond. He lifted the man's coat over his face, and in front of him, in addition to the man's handsome face that was not aggressive at all in his sleep, there were also a pair of dark circles under his eyes.

    "Stealing a cow in the middle of the night?" Song Xi muttered twice, and with difficulty he stretched out his hand over the man to support the edge of the bed and turned out, trying to keep himself from touching the other person.

.It was inconvenient to do anything with one leg missing. After dawdling for a while, he stepped on the ground with his left leg, and then slowly the other half of his body pulled out.

    Wu Bei didn't sleep all night. He only went to bed at dawn and squinted for a while. When he opened his eyes, he saw an enlarged version of the face. Song Xi was still propping up half of his body on top of his body. For a while, he didn't think about it. The whole person sits up stiffly like a spring.

    "I/Grass!"

    Song Xi was taken aback by the man's sudden action, his hands softened, and he knocked over to the man.