Fanservice Paradox

How could this be?

"Well!" Fang Juexia desperately broke free of the hand he was holding, and tried his best to push him, but it didn't work at all. Instead, he forced Pei Tingsong even more crazy, and completely pressed it up, so that he didn't have any chance Breathing space.

He didn't know whether he really kissed Pei Tingsong when he was drunk, and he didn't know how he kissed. But in any case, Pei Tingsong ’s kiss is more than just a little bit of water. The more he resists, the harder Pei Tingsong will be. The alcohol and the fire of victory and defeat will burn the reason into ashes. Pushing him, grasping his jaw directly with his hand, forcing him to separate the confined lips and teeth like prying an iceberg open.

An inexperienced beginner, how come the superb skills.

Kiss him with lips and teeth, kiss him with bones.

This fire ignited the desire that had never been deep in his heart, and made the emerging mimicry no longer simple.

The enclosed glacier shattered into unsupported floating ice and was forced to melt into spring water. The gradually thinning oxygen made Fang Juexia's resistance turned into a dying struggle. The raised neck seemed to lose the ability to swallow. He really became a prey that gradually lost his own.

No, he cannot be a prey.

The will was restored to a moment of clarity, and he bit down hard with his last effort.

The crazy wolf puffed up his head with pain, and was slapped hard by Fang Juexia.

This slap was particularly clear in the bedroom at night, so clear that it echoed repeatedly in Fang Jue Xia Fa's brain. He had never hit anyone like this, with such great energy.

But he really didn't want to be a tool for Pei Tingsong to vent after getting drunk.

Pei Tingsong was beaten by his head, his arms supporting his body, as if slapped by this slap, and his semi-dry hair covered his face in a scattered manner, and he could not see his expression clearly.

Fang Juexia wiped off the corners of his mouth with his back, panting quickly, watching Pei Tingsong's bath towels also earned him a break, he had to lift the entire quilt over Pei Tingsong.

He could feel the blood in his mouth, spreading from the back of his teeth to the tip of his tongue, but not his blood.

Originally, his stomach was waiting for an outbreak of fire, but now that Pei Tingsong was motionless, he could not even curse a word. After that slap, the room was terribly quiet.

Fang Juexia didn't know what was going on. At this time, he could just throw his hands away and go. It was Pei Tingsong who went mad first, so he had the right to be bitten by a dog.

Can't bite back when bitten by a dog.

correct.

He was not a person who liked entanglement. Anyone or something that would affect him emotionally can be easily shielded. When it does not exist or does not happen, as long as he can maintain his inner peace.

This is Fang Juexia's consistent handling principle.

After getting out of bed, he grabbed a pillow and opened the closet, and turned inside to find another quilt ready to leave. He didn't want to stay in the same room with this madman even if he was sleeping on the sofa.

After holding the quilt and leaving the bedroom, just two steps away, Fang Juexia was ruthlessly stopped by a voice.

Pei Tingsong sneezed three times.

In just a few tens of seconds, Fang Juexia stood in the aisle and searched out all the shortcomings of Pei Tingsong that he could find. He teased himself in the past two years and then tried hard to recall that he had How angry, how angry, how much want to beat the madman down.

Tens of seconds passed.

Fang Juexia, who had gone through thousands of sails, returned to the bedroom and walked back while scolding herself.

He is simply the most contradictory person in the world.

Pei Tingsong is obviously the most arrogant and childish person he has ever seen. There are countless shortcomings that can pave the way for him to ignore. But for these tens of seconds, all he thinks in his mind is how Pei Tingsong can help him out of trouble , Follow him without hesitation on the stage of the occasion, supporting his shoulders in the dark, obviously will not take care of people and accompany him with dementia all night, secretly protect and exhaust all in the game ...

And he just said again and again, Fang Juexia, you are fine.

His so-called cruelty is a paper tiger that can be broken with a poke.

"Pei Tingsong, for the sake of taking care of me at the time, I will give it back to you. I will do my best to you." He threw the quilt on the bed and put down Pei Tingsong without tenderness. Another quilt wrapped him up. He is now the world's most unwilling sushi chef, rolling up a seaweed stuffed rice dumpling with a rough heart.

He could only show his head. Pei Tingsong was aggrieved, and his right face was flushed. The red eyes were crying. He didn't know if he was really sad or caught cold.

Fang Juexia was still angry, with two hands holding him, his tone was rare, "No disturbance, if you catch a cold, I really don't care about you."

Pei Tingsong was even more aggrieved when he heard it, "My mouth hurts!"

"You deserve it," Fang Juexia stared at him, "you should thank God without breaking your tongue."

When he heard this, Pei Tingsong opened his mouth, "Why are you so fierce."

"Did you know me the first day?"

"No ..." He answered the question honestly, and began to grumble again, with a big tongue, "You are kind to others, but gentle, even the most fierce to me, neither do you, don't smile to me . "

Fang Juexia glanced at him and was about to speak, but Pei Tingsong seemed to be particularly afraid of his interruption, and he began to complain again without breath, "I, you, you kissed me that day, I didn't lose my temper I did n’t say a word about you, I ’m still holding you to bed. But you, I kissed you, you hit me, my dad did n’t dare to hit me, he jumped the window, and I just Drive away his car! I drive ... "

Fang Juexia had a terrible headache and covered Pei Tingsong's mouth with one hand. The whole person sat on Pei Tingsong who was wrapped in a quilt. "Shut up, I don't want to know where you are driving your dad's car. It does n’t matter to me. "

"Well!" Pei Tingsong was obviously unhappy, and he didn't let him say more and more anger, so he opened his mouth and wanted to bite him, but when his teeth came into contact, he closed his mouth again, feeling angry. Shake your head straight.

"You're really crazy, don't drink anymore, let's not drink anymore." Fang Juexia closed his hand and pressed his head, Pei Tingsong sucked his nose, pitifully, "You bite my hand, I don't bite go back."

Fang Jue Xia opened her collar, "My neck has let you bite the young master, and he said he didn't bite back."

Pei Tingsong doesn't want to be lenient, "Then you kiss me, can I go back? I didn't hit you, you still hit me."

"I can't tell you."

"You were originally ..."

Fang Jue Xia Qi didn't hit him, pointed his face at the face, "Shut up. I'll ask you how I kiss you like that? I won't be drunk like I just did, impossible."

"That's how you do it." Pei Tingsong raised his head hard, let's see Xia's index finger, "That's it."

Fang Juexia quickly withdrew his finger and couldn't help but said loudly, "Who made you kiss again?"

"You asked me, you asked me!" Pei Tingsong seemed to feel that he was already the most unjust person in the world, anxious like an earthworm that couldn't be turned over.

Fang Juexia has never dealt with this kind of scene in his life. His accumulated experience of interpersonal communication in the past 23 years has all been lost on Pei Tingsong, and he has been exhausted.

Taking a deep breath, Fang Juexia didn't want to entangle with him anymore. He got up from Pei Tingsong and let out a long breath.

He really became less and less like himself.

"Let's truce, shall we? Sleep." Fang Juexia picked up the towel and tied him diagonally in a roll. "You are not going to class tomorrow, you can sleep with me honestly."

"I don't want to go to class." He finished sneezing again.

Do you have anything to do with class?

Fang Juexia ignored him, holding his quilt to leave, and then tossing it like this, he spent half his life on Pei Tingsong.

But when he was about to leave, Pei Tingsong yelled and twisted to follow him.

It really fell again.

"Don't move." Fang Juexia didn't make any difference. He could only lie down beside him, preparing to wait until he fell asleep.

Seeing that Fang Juexia turned off the light and lay beside him, Pei Tingsong finally stopped, no noise and no noise. Fang Juexia wrapped her quilt back and faced the closet, feeling Pei Tingsong bowed back to him.

Fang Juexia said nothing, he could not see clearly in the dark, and he did not want to see clearly. A whole day of recording consumed his physical strength and he should have fallen asleep. He felt like a balloon full of gas. He encountered Pei Tingsong's cactus and pierced his thorns. Whether he wanted it or not, these qi were all vented out, leaving only a soft, shrivelled body.

After a while, Pei Tingsong's voice came again from behind, but not as wronged and capricious as he was just now, hesitantly, unexpectedly with some inexplicable request.

"Don't turn off the lights."

Fang Juexia was inexplicable, said coldly to Pei Tingsong, "How to sleep without turning off the light."

After all, he felt Pei Tingsong's head pressed against his back.

"Fang Juexia could not be seen when the light was turned off."

Only at this moment did he discover that there was still an aftershock in the kiss just before.

Once he closed his eyes, he would fall back into that drowning deep kiss, his heart soaked, and there was no way to escape.

He didn't turn around, but Fang Juexia reached out and patted Pei Tingsong's head around.

"See, sleep."

Pei Tingsong was awakened by the alarm clock he had ordered. At ten o'clock, the alarm clock he set at eight thirty was a headache. Sleepy and sleepy, his eyes could not be opened, he wanted to reach out to turn off the alarm clock, who knew that his hand could not reach out.

Strange. Pei Tingsong frowned, next time he put an arm on him. After he touched the pillow for a long time, he finally grabbed his mobile phone and touched the phone.

He was startled and sober for a moment. Opening his eyes and turning his head, he saw that there was a person around him, half of his face was shrunk in the quilt, but the exposed birthmark of the corner of the eye was no other than Fang Juexia.

The mind slowly recovered, and he tried to find his previous memories. He remembered that they came out of the dinner party of the program group, and then Xiaowen sent them back to the dormitory.

No, the door lock of the dormitory was attacked, so they should be in his apartment now.

That's right, so he would sleep in a bed with Fang Juexia.

Everything is very logical, and the heart suspended by Pei Tingsong let go a little. After a hangover, he had a terrible headache. Pei Tingsong thought of drinking and realized that he couldn't get up at all.

He raised his head vigorously, only to find that he was wrapped up, and he was tied to death with two bath towels entangled, not to mention, he couldn't move.

No, what did Fang Juexia think? While Pei Tingsong scolded in his heart, he tried to get rid of the quilt and drilled out of it. As soon as he drilled an arm, he found it was wrong.

Why is he naked?

Pei Tingsong struggled to pull both hands out, arched out, then untied his bath towel and glanced into the quilt, only to find that he really didn't wear anything.

How could things develop like this?

Suffering from a terrible headache, Pei Tingsong looked downstairs. There was no clothes for him. He had to get out of the bed wrapped in a quilt. He opened the closet and casually found a set of pajamas. Suddenly he turned to the mirror in the closet, and he realized that his right face was a little swollen and a little red.

Tongue also hurts. He opened his mouth and looked, and found that his tongue had been bitten.

Not only that, he also had a wound with a nail on his shoulder.

what happened.

Every bone in his body hurts.

Looking back at Fang Juexia, he was still asleep. Pei Tingsong went to the bathroom suspiciously. He took a bath and checked whether there were any other wounds on his body. It was so messy that I couldn't remember it.

I thought people would feel more comfortable after taking a hot bath, but the more I washed my head, the more painful I felt, and the more I was having trouble breathing. I simply turned off the water and came out from the inside. When he came out of the second guard and returned to the bedroom tangled, he found that there was no one on the bed.

Isn't he still dreaming?

"What are you doing here?"

Behind the familiar cold voice came from behind, Pei Tingsong agitated and turned away.

Fang Juexia's hair was scattered on his forehead, and there were drops of water on his hands. He carried a cup of hot water to the head of the bed and gave Pei Tingsong a wink. "There is nothing in the refrigerator. If you can't do the sober soup, you will drink it."

"Oh ..." Pei Tingsong opened his mouth, only to find that his throat was dumb, dry and sore. He coughed a few times and tried to clear his throat. Walked over to the bed and wanted to drink some water pressure.

Fang Juexia looked at him like this, fearing that he would choke, so he picked up the water first and said, "Cough and drink."

Pei Tingsong coughed and his face was red, and it was pitiful. Fang Juexia had to extend his hand and patted on his back, and waited for him to get better before handing him the water.

Watching him gouge and drink, Fang Juexia stood aside and asked, "Are you uncomfortable?"

Pei Tingsong put down the glass and said in a dumb voice, "Bone hurts."

"anything else?"

"Tongue hurts, I don't know what's going on ..."

It seems that I can't remember what happened last night.

Fang Juexia couldn't tell what he was feeling now.

He did n’t remember what happened last night, and he did n’t need to be embarrassed. If it was really like Pei Tingsong said, he did get kissed when he was drunk. But when he woke up in the film, Pei Tingsong didn't say a word, indicating that he also felt embarrassed and didn't want to break it.

Forgetting is simpler than anything.

But somehow he was not reconciled.

The scary thing is that Fang Juexia in the past has almost no intersection with the three words of unwillingness. He is a very emotional person.

"My eyes are a bit swollen ..."

Pei Tingsong's voice didn't sound right. He thought that he had been naked for a long time yesterday and was sneezing and having a runny nose. Fang Juexia felt that things were not good.

"Why do your eyes hurt?" He felt strange and put a pillow on Pei Tingsong's back. "You lie down. Do you have a thermometer at home?"

Pei Tingsong shook his head, "No, I have never been ill."

"Congratulations, you are now ill." Fang Juexia covered him with a quilt and reached out to touch his forehead, but his hand was too cold, and it was hot and inaccurate.

Pei Tingsong stubbornly felt that he was not ill. Being ill in front of Fang Juexia appeared to have no face, "I certainly don't have ..."

Before he could finish talking, Fang Juexia opened his forehead and pressed it with his forehead.

The distance suddenly shortened, and the unfinished words were blocked in the throat, and Pei Tingsong froze.

Although it was only for measuring his temperature, it was only a few seconds, but it was like an opportunity to ignite. He remembered something he couldn't remember. The pictures were reproduced in front of his eyes in an instant.

He kissed Fang Juexia last night.

Suddenly, the pain at the tip of the tongue has a source and becomes more difficult to ignore. Those absurd actions are reproduced under the stimulation of pain.

Looking up, Fang Juexia's throat was broken and the wound was red and clearly visible.

"You have a fever." Fang Juexia seemed to have known this for a long time, and did not feel surprised. He raised his hand and tucked his quilt.

Pei Tingsong saw the light blue bruises on his wrists as if they were being gripped. He shook his head in a dumb voice, "No."

Fang Juexia sat by the bed, silent for a while, and suddenly remembered that he seemed to have prepared ibuprofen. Because their schedules are too busy these days, they only have three or four hours of sleep every day, and they often have headaches, so he always takes them with him.

It comes in handy.

Pei Tingsong watched Fang Juexia leave the room, reached out his hand and touched his lips, frowning and thinking back to last night.

He seems to have been talking about Fang Juexia like a neuropath ...

But Fang Juexia got up in the morning just like no one else.

It didn't take long for Fang Juexia to return with a glass of water, and took a medicine in his hand.

"What time is it?" Pei Tingsong swallowed the pill.

"nine thirty."

Pei Tingsong coughed, "I have to go to class."

"You said you didn't want to go to class last night." Fang Juexia took his cell phone. "If it's not an important lesson, make a phone call and ask for leave. You can't hear it when you go like this."

Pei Tingsong thought about it, or did as he said. He hasn't had a good rest for a long time, and he was nervous all day long yesterday, drinking and blowing cold at night, it's no wonder that he doesn't collapse.

Fang Juexia hasn't looked at him all the time, and Pei Tingsong can't say sorry to him. It seems that if he broke the incident, Fang Juexia would immediately throw his hand away. He didn't understand which rib was wrong yesterday. He said so much nonsense and forgot it, but he remembered it.

"I'm going to lie outside for a while, and call me when you are uncomfortable."

"Hey ..." Pei Tingsong stopped him, but he didn't know what to say after he stopped.

He felt that he had failed to vomit the truth after drinking and drinking last night.

Fang Juexia stopped and looked at him.

Pei Tingsong held back for a long time, and finally abandoned himself, "Nothing, you go. The sofa is uncomfortable, you can drive my car back, the car key is in the second drawer of the entrance cabinet."

Fang Jue Xia Yuan stood for a while, thinking that the words he said when he was drunk and lying on his body last night were all things he would never say when he was awake.

"It's okay, I'm outside."

Pei Tingsong retracted into the quilt and turned around, "You can go back, I can do it myself, I am 20 years old." This is said to be arrogant, but Pei Tingsong is serious.

He heard Fang Juexia's footsteps moving further and further away, his heart sinking, and closed his eyes.

He would write the name upside down after drinking.

It didn't take long for my eyes to close, and the footsteps were getting closer again.

Pei Tingsong wondered if he would look back, until Fang Juexia pulled him over, lay flat, and then put a folded wet towel on his forehead.

"Anyway, I don't have a job today, and I go to bed when I go back. Xiaowen has gone to Changsha along the way, and I can't take care of you." Fang Juexia paved the towel.

Pei Tingsong thought with his eyes closed, "I don't need your care, you sleep. The sofa outside is uncomfortable. I go outside and you sleep here. Anyway, I can't sleep, and I'm not sleepy at all."

Fang Jue Xia pressed him, "Pei Ting Song."

He stopped.

"Don't you say you want to be my friend?"

"It's normal for friends to take care of each other." Fang Juexia took the towel down and put it in the sink, soaked it in water and wringed it out again, "Do you know?"

It turned out he really said that.

Pei Tingsong said to himself, he couldn't think how he would become like that after drinking. With his eyes closed, Fang Juexia's back of his hand was on his cheek, cool. Yes, yes, he really wants to be friends with Fang Juexia. He has changed. He has n’t worn colored glasses to see him like he used to. He is willing to approach him, appreciate him, and admit his personality charm.

He wanted to break the gap and become friends with Fang Juexia.

That's what he thought, but Pei Tingsong couldn't help but think of kissing him last night and the kind of soft touch that he had never felt before.

Even the trembling heartbeat when the lips and tongue were rough.

"I ... what else have I done?" Pei Tingsong opened his eyes, looking at Fang Juexia with a guilty conscience, and added more guilty, "I don't remember."

Fang Juexia's face was calm, "You want me to praise you. I boasted, you are very smart, very powerful." After finishing Fang Juexia looked at him seriously, "It's not perfunctory you, Pei Tingsong. You are really excellent, I just Not used to expressing to you. "

"You may have forgotten. I told you what I said last night. I accept your apology last night. I know it is sincere." He looked at Pei Tingsong's eyes, his eyes were frank, "The past two I ’m sorry for the indifference and ignorance of you, and I will treat you like a friend in the future. ”He took Pei Tingsong ’s hand, shook it, and slightly raised the corner of his mouth.“ The cold war is officially lifted, we shake hands. Harmony. "

Pei Tingsong lowered his eyes and stared at the hand that held him, and soon released it, before it was too close to exchange his temperature.

Fang Juexia recounted what he said last night, everything was frank and direct, and he completed ice breaking in a sober state very maturely.

Only avoided that kiss.

Pei Tingsong should be glad. But his chest was inexplicably blocked, and his heart was beating weakly, probably because of illness, he was very uncomfortable, very uncomfortable.

The cold towel was applied several times, and the water needed to be changed. Fang Juexia picked up the water and walked to the main guard. The more Pei Tingsong thinks, the more unpleasant it is. He knows that it will be embarrassing to break through this matter, but Fang Juexia doesn't say it, he just feels uncomfortable.

He had never kissed anyone, kissed anyone, and even the so-called first kiss was taken away by Fang Juexia carelessly.

He had never felt this way before, feeling that his heart was caught by something.

The phone vibrated and Pei Tingsong picked it up and saw Ling Yi's news.

[The dash number: Xiao Pei! Did you wake up? I want to eat the chocolate you bought last time! I just opened the box in the car, I opened it ~]

Pei Tingsong couldn't even remember when he bought chocolate, he could only cope with it.

[Caledo ’s No.1: Take it. ]

Just after sending, he thought of something again, so he endured the feverish weakness and hit a lot, and deleted it, and finally took advantage of the few seconds before Fang Juexia came back, panic clicked to send, and threw away his phone. .

Ling Yi just ripped the package, and the phone shook again.

[The first big man of Caledo: I ask you a question. I have a friend who wants to make friends with another person. Then he told him that it was pretty good, but he messed up and accidentally , Really kissed him accidentally, just a moment. Then he was particularly flustered, so he called and asked me. You also know that I have never done such a stupid thing. How can I help him? As long as you know everything about communication, I will help him to ask you. Do you think they can still be friends? ]

Sitting in the car, Ling Yi chuckled nonstop, Cheng Qiang was startled, "What kind of wind do you smoke? What is so funny?"

"Pei Tingsong accidentally kissed a man by accident! It's funny hahahahaha!"

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