Wen Xia originally thought that this would also be a restless night, but miraculously, he slept until dawn.

He was woken up by the alarm clock in the morning.

The filming progress was delayed, and Nana said in the group yesterday that they had to gather early today.

When he woke up, he thought he was dreaming - but would Lin Fengqi hug him in the dream?

Wen Xia was a little confused.

Before he opened his eyes, he felt a force around his waist, and his chin was brushed by something fluffy, which made him feel itchy. He opened his eyes, lowered his head, and almost buried his face in his soft and messy black hair.

Wen Xia was stunned, stepped back a little, and found that he was actually... being hugged by Lin Fengqi.

Lin Fengqi buried his head in his collarbone, his warm breath blowing on his skin, and his arms around his waist, as if he was a teddy bear.

He slept so soundly that the alarm ringing beside him couldn't wake him up.

Wen Xia remained stiff in this position for a long time, until the first round of alarms stopped by itself, then he held his breath and carefully turned over, took the phone, and turned off the alarm that continued to ring ten minutes later.

Then he quietly took the arm off his waist and got up from the bed.

After completing this series of actions, Lin Fengqi didn't wake up.

Wen Xia calmed his heartbeat and couldn't help squatting beside the bed to look at his sleeping face for a while.

The sharp and cold facial features were much less aggressive now, as if they were not so difficult to approach, and even showed a softness and tranquility that was completely opposite to his usual temperament.

The eyelashes are so thick.

Tsk, isn't the line of the nose a little too superior?

Well, the lip beads look very kissable too.

Maybe because he just woke up and his brain was not very clear, Wen Xia stared at Lin Fengqi's sleeping face stupidly for several minutes. After all, he had never observed Lin Fengqi sleeping at such a close distance.

When he was in high school, it was common to see many people falling asleep during the ten-minute break between classes. Wen Xia also fell asleep many times during the break, especially in the third year of high school. The pressure doubled, and the energy was consumed exponentially. Everyone could only take a nap in those few short minutes. The only person who Wen Xia saw was Lin Fengqi. Wen Xia had never seen him sleep during class.

How could someone be so energetic?

This question did not make Wen Xia understand until graduation.

Having seen enough and awakened, Wen Xia rubbed his face and got up to wash up.

However, just as he entered the bathroom, Lin Fengqi opened his eyes. He was stunned for a moment, then suddenly turned over and lay down, hugging the pillow tightly, burying his whole face in it.

There was no light in the room, and the morning light was filtered by the curtains and was very weak. In the dim environment, his red ears and neck were difficult to see for a while.

——He actually slept with Wen Xia in his arms!

And he hugged her so tightly! So intimate!

Obviously, this was not the position when he closed his eyes last night!

Lin Fengqi raised his face and exhaled heavily. Then he thought of something and buried his hot face in his palms, lying straight on the bed.

Wen Xia smelled so good.

There was the smell of shower gel and the smell of his clothes.

It smelled so good.

And when Wen Xia turned over, it seemed...

his lips seemed to have rubbed Wen Xia's collarbone.

...It was terrible.

When Wen Xia came out of the shower, Lin Fengqi also got up. He looked normal, as if he didn't know what he had done after falling asleep.

Seeing him like this, Wen Xia wanted to tease him.

He stared at Lin Fengqi until he could no longer maintain his mask of indifference, and asked hesitantly: "...What's wrong?"

Wen Xia looked solemn: "Do you know what you did last night?"

Lin Fengqi: "?!"

The man's expression cracked, his eyes revealed three parts of panic and seven parts of confusion, and he stuttered when he spoke: "What, what?"

Wen Xia's tone was gloomy: "You forgot?"

Lin Fengqi panicked even more, he hadn't combed his hair yet, and stood stiffly in place with a mess of hair: "I, I..."

Wen Xia's eyes were dim: "You did that kind of thing, you said you forgot it?"

Lin Fengqi half opened his mouth, his expression was blank and he couldn't say a word.

- What else did he do? ! In addition to holding Wen Xia to sleep, what else did he do? ! ! It's impossible...

He didn't drink before going to bed!

And it seems that after drinking... you can't get an erection...

Lin Fengqi felt like his brain was thrown into a washing machine and kept spinning around, bumping around so much that he didn't know which way was which. Could

it be that he also had a sleepwalking problem but didn't know it, and then when he was sleepwalking, he did something ridiculous to the sick Wen Xia? Damn it! Wen Xia looked at his increasingly trembling pupils and really wanted to know what he was thinking at this moment. He covered his lips and coughed softly, pretending that his throat was itchy, swallowed back the smile that was coming up, and whispered: "Forget it, just forget it." His fever had subsided, but the symptoms of a cold appeared, and his slightly hoarse voice made these words seem even more lonely and bitter. The washing machine in Lin Fengqi's mind exploded with a "bang". Wen Xia squatted down and took out the clothes for today from the suitcase. If the clothes prepared for today's shooting are still too formal and lack warmth, he will continue to wear his own clothes for the shooting. He has to match his clothes well. However, just as he took out his pants, hurried footsteps came to his side, and then the man squatted down and grabbed his wrist. Wen Xia looked up, and Lin Fengqi had a sullen face and a very serious look. Then he heard the man say: "Wen Xia, I was wrong last night. If you are willing to give me a chance, I will... I will take responsibility." Wen Xia: "..." Wen Xia: "?" Lin Fengqi paused and continued: "If you don't want to... then you tell me what you want me to do, and I will listen to you." Wen Xia was shocked. He was so shocked that he was speechless. After saying these two sentences, Lin Fengqi also shut up and waited quietly for a reply.

"Actually..." After a moment, Wen Xia spoke, "You didn't do anything to me."

Except treating me as a teddy bear.

Lin Fengqi was stunned when he heard this.

Looking at the man's serious and sincere eyes, Wen Xia suddenly felt a pang of conscience, and he also clarified seriously: "Really."

"...Really?"

"It's really true."

"..."

Lin Fengqi was silent for a while, and said: "If you don't want to mention it again, I won't force you."

Wen Xia: "?"

Lin Fengqi let go of his wrist: "But my promise will always be there, you can find me at any time to redeem it." After speaking, he got up and went into the bathroom, as if he didn't want to give Wen Xia another chance to refuse.

Wen Xia: "."

Is this considered playing off?

How can there be such a stubborn man!

Wen Xia changed clothes silently and melancholy, and heard the person in the bathroom sneeze two or three times. He took the medicine, and when Lin Fengqi came out of the bathroom, he asked him, "Do you have a cold too?"

Lin Fengqi replied, "No."

"Then why do I hear you sneezing all the time?" Wen Xia asked.

"My nose itches."

Wen Xia said, "Oh," and "I had a fever yesterday and my nose itched too."

Lin Fengqi: "..."

Lin Fengqi chose to avoid talking about it, as if he firmly believed that his immunity was very reliable. He walked past Wen Xia and picked up the suit he wore yesterday on the sofa.

Wen Xia said, "You are still wearing this, isn't it too formal? You are going to shoot the scene with me, right?"

Lin Fengqi nodded.

His luggage was still pitifully stored at the airport, and when he got up, he sent it, but it didn't arrive so quickly. Now he is still wearing the clothes that Wen Xia borrowed from him yesterday.

Wen Xia bent down and rummaged through the suitcase, picked out a set of clothes, took the suit from his hand, and stuffed his own clothes into his hand: "Wear this set."

Lin Fengqi looked down at the clothes in his arms, then looked up at Wen Xia, his eyes sparkling.

Wen Xia: "Wear it."

Lin Fengqi had no choice but to change into the clothes Wen Xia specified.

But this set of clothes didn't match his pair of leather shoes at all.

So Wen Xia took out another pair of shoes from the suitcase and gave them to him. Fortunately, their shoe sizes were similar.

Lin Fengqi was a little stunned, and when he changed his shoes, he couldn't help but glance at Wen Xia's suitcase.

Is this Doraemon's treasure bag?

How come there is everything in it.

In fact, Wen Xia brought both clothes and shoes to deal with the situation where the clothes prepared by the filming crew were not suitable. Sometimes he believes in his own aesthetics more.

Unexpectedly, it was used by mistake, but it was not used on him.

The two of them went out together, and in the corridor they met Guiqulai and several other anchors who lived on the same floor. Their eyes flickered to their faces, but there was no big reaction.

Yesterday, Wen Xia said that it was no longer a secret that he and this handsome guy were married.

Guiqulai said good morning to the two of them and asked Wen Xia: "Is the fever over?"

"Over," Wen Xia said, "Are you going to have breakfast too?"

"Yeah, we'll just have a quick bite at the convenience store downstairs. What do you two say?"

Wen Xia turned to look at Lin Fengqi, and Lin Fengqi also looked at him, with an attitude of letting him decide.

Wen Xia turned around and said, "Let's walk around and see if there's anything delicious."

It wasn't surprising. Gui Qulai understood very well that this stinky couple wanted to be alone: ​​"Okay."

The two separated from them at the hotel entrance. There was still half an hour before the meeting time Nana said, so they couldn't walk too far.

"Where is that wonton shop?" Wen Xia asked Lin Fengqi, "The one you bought yesterday."

Lin Fengqi took him to the wonton shop, which was about 300 meters away from the hotel. Compared with the newer shops around, its slightly old-fashioned appearance was out of place.

The two walked into the store, and the boss actually recognized Lin Fengqi: "Hey, young man, did you come to my place to buy wonton noodles yesterday?"

Lin Fengqi nodded.

"What do you want to eat today?"

Lin Fengqi looked over, and Wen Xia said, "Same as yesterday."

He turned to the boss and said, "Two medium wonton noodles, eat here."

"Okay, you sit down for a while." There

were still many people in the store. Just then, a table of people finished eating and left. The boss came over to take away the empty bowls, wiped the table, and asked them to sit over.

The two sat down face to face, and the wonton noodles were ready in a short while.

"Two wonton noodles," the boss said in a rhythmic tone, "Please enjoy your meal--" The

wonton noodles were steaming hot. Wen Xia rolled up a chopstick of noodles and watched Lin Fengqi add a small half spoonful of chili to the soup. He couldn't help but say, "If you have a cold, eat spicy food. Be careful not to get a sore throat like me."

Lin Fengqi said, "No."

He still firmly believed that he was not infected by Wen Xia.

Wen Xia didn't say anything else. When Lin Fengqi scooped a spoonful of soup and just put it into his mouth, he suddenly said, "By the way, you said before that you would listen to me no matter what I want you to do - this promise will work in the long run, right?"

Lin Fengqi paused, slowly put down the spoon, and his eyes became heavy again: "Yeah."

He held the chopsticks nervously. Since he went into the bathroom to wash up and came out, the two of them had never mentioned this matter again. It was like some kind of tacit understanding. If Wen Xia didn't mention it, he wouldn't mention it either.

Although he didn't think the two of them really did the last step... after all, there was no trace, but at the same time he was not sure if he had done something before the last step.

Wen Xia said that she didn't do anything, and he always thought that it was Wen Xia's kindness and didn't bother him - Wen Xia has always been like this.

But he couldn't really let things go like this.

He did something that Wen Xia didn't like, so he had to take responsibility.

Wen Xia asked slowly, "You said you would take responsibility before, how do you plan to take responsibility?"

Lin Fengqi was stunned.

Wen Xia said, "Generally speaking, in this kind of situation, responsibility means marriage, right? But we're already married, how are you going to take responsibility?" He looked at Lin Fengqi curiously.

"..." Lin Fengqi remained silent, the steam rising from the bowl, he lowered his eyes, and when he raised them again, his eyes were unusually firm, and he said with courage and selfishness, "No divorce."

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"Lin Fengqi's Wonderful Brain"

Author: Wen Xia

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