Both uncle and boyfriend are villains

11-1

The communication signal was not very good. It took ten minutes for a short message to be sent successfully.

Xi Yuan turned off the communicator, and Ruan Qiu in his arms moved slightly, as if he was not sleeping peacefully.

The double sofa had limited space, so Xi Yuan planned to take him to the bed.

He was about to stand up when he remembered that Ruan Qiu seemed unhappy after doing this last time.

Just when Xi Yuan hesitated, Ruan Qiu woke up.

He was not fully awake yet, so he yawned and sat up, looking at Xi Yuan with confused and sleepy eyes.

Xi Yuan stretched out his hand to hug him, and gently wiped away the tears at the end of his eyes with his fingertips: "Sleep together?"

Ruan Qiu didn't react, and said in a daze, "What?"

Xi Yuan repeated patiently: "Sleep with me."

He rarely did this kind of thing. In the past, he had always been the absolute dominant one when facing anyone.

It had been so long since he last asked for someone else's consent that he couldn't remember.

Ruan Qiu heard clearly this time, and his eyes averted: "I... just sleep by myself."

Even Zhao Jiang thought they were lovers, but they were not.

And tonight, he was afraid of touching Xi Yuan's wound, so he didn't struggle much when he was held, and later accidentally fell asleep in his arms.

So Ruan Qiu refused and was unwilling to sleep with him.

Upon hearing his answer, Xi Yuan's expression changed slightly and his eyes darkened.

Now that he regrets it, he should take Ruan Qiu to his bed directly, even if he doesn't want to.

Xi Yuan stared at Ruan Qiu for two seconds, then suddenly leaned closer and pressed him on the sofa.

Ruan Qiu couldn't struggle, Xi Yuan was so strong that he was almost like a sculpture with body temperature. He had no power when he pinched his wrist, imprisoning him like a cat.

"Xi Yuan!" He was a little annoyed and shouted Xi Yuan's name in shame and anger, pushing his chin to keep him away from him.

Xi Yuan raised the corners of his lips, held Ruan Qiu's waist, and hugged him up from the sofa.

Ruan Qiu had almost given up resistance at this time, thinking about whether to fight again and take his quilt over from the bed...

However, Xi Yuan turned around and walked to the compartment and put him on the bed.

Ruan Qiu suddenly became quiet. He sat on the edge of the bed and raised his head, looking at him with a pair of shallow eyes like glass.

Xi Yuan knelt down with his legs bent and touched the hair beside Ruan Qiu's ear: "Go to sleep."

His mental power is still unstable, and he may have headaches out of control in the past few days. Ruan Qiu should actually stay away from him.

Then Xi Yuan stood up and removed the iron baffle of the compartment with his bare hands.

Without the baffle, Ruan Qiu would always be in his line of sight.

Outside the corridor, the sound coming from Xi Yuan's room startled Zhao Jiang. His nerves were tense. He waited for a long time before seeing anything strange again before he relaxed a little.

It was already early in the morning, and the light outside the window was slightly bright. The red light that usually shrouded the place was gone, replaced by a layer of white mist, floating in the sky like a cloud.