Early the next morning, Qiao Wen was awakened by the plane motor rumbling over the walled city.
He opened a pair of wistful eyes and looked out the window.
It was already bright, it should be a sunny day, but the densely packed buildings in the city walled out most of the light, and the little sunlight projected from the small window on the second floor was really pitiful.
But this is enough to turn a small house from dark to light.
Qiao Wen turned his head slightly, and he saw a young and smooth face.
The two were so close that Chen Jianan's breath was spilled on his face, and he had to step back a little bit.
Chen Jianan also woke up, yawned, half opened his dim eyes, habitually hugged Qiao Wen, and rubbed his soft short hair.
The hands and feet of the two are entangled in a very intimate posture.
Qiao Wen suddenly felt something was wrong, and his waist seemed to be pushed by a murder weapon.
Of course he knew what it was, and helplessly pushed the young man holding him: "Brother Nan, hurry up and release the water!"
Chen Canan opened his eyes in a daze, looked down subconsciously, saw the vigorous tent, cursed an swear word, jumped out of the bed and said: "I'm going to pee."
Qiao Wen shook his head funny.
Chen Jianan came back from the balcony after urinating, and her grandma had also got up and came out of the room.
"Morning, grandma!" He greeted with a smile.
The grandmother smiled and said, "Anan comes to squeeze a bed with Awen again? It's not too hot."
Chen Jianan waved his hand: "It's not hot or hot, it's hotter if you sleep with Hao Tsai."
Granny went to the balcony: "You two wash up and I will cook breakfast."
With a sleepy face, Chen Jianan sat back on the bed and leaned back lazily on Qiao Wen who had not yet risen.
"Jianzi Nan!" An angry call suddenly came from downstairs.
Chen Jianan immediately got up and leaned over to the window, "Fourth brother, what's the matter?"
Zhao Asi downstairs screamed, "Quickly come down and follow me to see Lord Leopard."
Chen Jianan pretended to be confused: "What is the matter with me, Lord Leopard?"
Zhao Afour said, "What did you do to you, you don't know it? Come down quickly!"
"Fourth brother, wait a minute, I will come down."
Chen Jianan retracted his head from the window, ran to the bed, and whispered to Qiao Wen who was already sitting up: "It seems that you guessed right last night. It is estimated that the guy in the tea house came to the door. I'll go to the east side, don't you Worry, I will be fine."
Qiao Wen raised his head and nodded, thought for a while and exhorted: "Beware of his military stab."
"knowledge."
Chen Jianan was about to turn around and go out, but suddenly remembering something, he bent over and reached out to lift the hem of Qiao Wen's T-shirt.
"What are you doing?"
"Look at the injury on your waist." Chen Canan's eyes fell on the faint cyan color on his waist. Although it was not serious at first glance, it was still obvious because the skin on the waist was as white as snow.
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