Poor little thing is in a mess in Shura Field

23

Chapter 23

Before Xie Qingyun came out, Xue Yu had already quickly pulled down his clothes.

His cheeks were a little red, and his eyes were filled with tears. It was unclear whether it was because he had just woken up, or because of what Fu Yang had shamelessly done, or both.

In short, it was very unnatural, which made Xie Qingyun stare at him for a while with unclear meaning.

Without Xie Qingyun saying anything, Xue Yu licked his lips nervously and spoke first: "What are you doing? It's so noisy."

Xie Qingyun's hair was half wet, and he was wearing ill-fitting clothes, which were standard hotel clothing and a size that was a bit too small for a sports student.

He first glanced at Fu Yang, who was fidgeting on his phone beside the bed, and then looked at Xue Yu, who was lightly clutching the sheets with his fingertips. His eyebrows slightly frowned, and his intuition made him keenly aware of the tight thread hanging in the air.

Xie Qingyun pursed his thin lips and lowered his eyes: "I'm taking a shower. Did I disturb you?"

Xue Yu walked down the stairs: "Yeah, it was disturbing."

In fact, he sleeps better than anyone else.

Maybe it was because Xie Qingyun did not ask any further questions, the matter was easily revealed, and no one except the person involved knew that someone had pulled his clothes and said nonsense to him a few minutes ago.

But this also woke Xue Yu up. He could not live there any longer. It was strange enough for two grown men to sleep on the floor.

So Xue Yu lowered his eyelashes slightly, deliberately sat further away, and said calmly: "I don't want to play anymore, I'll go back to the apartment building tomorrow."

Fu Yang was the first to react. He almost wanted to hug Xue Yu. The invisible tail behind him kept wagging. The dissatisfaction on his face disappeared: "Really? You're coming back tomorrow?"

Xue Yu didn't understand what he was so excited about, so he just said perfunctorily, "Yeah."

Xie Qingyun's eyebrows twitched, and his eyes, which had just been cleansed, looked like melted snow.

Fu Yang drove himself, so Xue Yu didn't have to buy tickets in advance. He even stayed in bed for a while the next day. His suitcase had hardly been moved, so he didn't have to pack much.

When he took out the room card and opened the door, the door opposite also happened to open, and a young man walked out.

He saw Xue Yu, raised his hand and greeted him.

His beautiful facial features made him, even though he had a not-so-good memory, remember Xue Yu clearly. His ears and cheeks turned red at the first sight of him.

But Xue Yu was not impressed by him. He nodded half hesitantly and half confusedly as a response.

The young man curled his lips and showed a youthful and shy smile. People love to be close to beautiful things, and he is no exception. He was about to talk about today's weather and was trying to find a topic to talk to Xue Yu.

A tall man came out dragging a suitcase. His 1.9-meter height was so oppressive that people dared not look directly at him.

It seemed that there was only that white mass in his eyes. He didn't look anywhere else. He handed the clothes in his hand to Xue Yu. In order to make Xue Yu hear clearly, he habitually bent down and said, "It's cold outside. Put on another layer to avoid catching a cold."