Chapter 90 Belt
The expressions of those two unlucky guys were really complicated, and their closeness and different personalities were obvious at a glance.
If Ai Chan's sigh was more than shock, and she looked disappointed and frustrated that the world was going downhill and people's hearts were not as they used to be, and they didn't care about their "making love in broad daylight" at all, then Qi Xiaopang was so shocked that he wanted to pull Ai Chan away and make room for his brother Qing.
But it’s not entirely their fault.
Well, after all, they were inside, and we were all familiar with each other, so even if they weren't wearing any clothes, it wouldn't really matter. We were all men, and who hadn't gone shirtless in the middle of summer? If Qing Bai was so open and confident, Qi Xiaopang could still compliment him on his good figure, either openly or with envy.
Ke Qingbai had chosen to cover himself with an air-conditioning quilt, but he didn't cover it properly. If he had covered only his lower body, revealing his slender, muscular, and smooth upper body, he would have been uninhibited and carefree. If he had wrapped himself up completely, revealing nothing, he would have been conservative, dignified, and a man of integrity.
But if you're somewhere in between, pulling the thin blanket up but not completely, it seems to cover everything, but also reveals half of your thin but not weak chest with tight, fair skin. This looks very...
Coupled with Qing Bai's ambiguous, teasing and provocative words... anyway, this scene looked very indecent to bystanders.
I can only say that sometimes half-covering makes it more obvious and leads to misunderstandings...
Qi Xiaopang knew that his brother Qing did have some unspeakable feelings for Jiu Nian, but the fact that he hadn't figured out that 'ex-boyfriend' was still a thorn in his throat, making him hesitant to help. Even his teasing had to be moderate. After his sleepiness dissipated and his head cleared, he quickly changed the subject: "The little monkey is still squatting outside the window. Should we let it in first?"
After all, he was here to find his little monkey friend, so Ai Chan was more proactive. He jumped out of bed and ran to open the window in his slippers.
The little monkey was a polite little monkey. Even though the window was open, it did not rush into the house. It still squatted on the windowsill obediently, as if it was going to a friend's house to call someone to go out and play. As a result, the friend overslept and had not yet gotten up, so the monkey could only wait stiffly for its friend to wash up and get ready under the warm greeting of the friend's parents.
The big wronged Ai Chan didn't hold back at all. He grabbed a set of clean clothes and rushed to the bathroom. "There's a monkey waiting. I'll use the bathroom first today. Thank you all!"
Qing Bai knew from the corner of his eye that the bald man had no intention of pretending to wear a monk's robe today, and had returned to his usual style of T-shirt and shorts, which was much more pleasing to the eye.
"Just use it first, no need to say thank you." After saying that, Fat Qi lay back and let himself fall into the tangled thin quilt, then pulled the pillow over his head. It was still dark outside and he had no intention of getting up.
However, as soon as I lay down and buried my head, I heard a steady snoring sound from the bed next to me, which was only made by someone who was asleep.
"..." Qing Bai twitched his lips, speechless at Qi Xiaopang's pretentious speed of falling asleep.
Fortunately, there was someone present who was even more speechless than him, and even a little at a loss. That person was Jiunian, who had been standing by the window, but was forced to open the window by the quick-handed Ai Chan.
There’s no need to bother with the windows. I can just go back to bed and take a nap like Fat Qi... cough cough.
Jiu Nian was silent for a moment, then struggled to pick up the thread from his previous conversation: "Even though it's summer now...it's better to wear some clothes when you sleep...don't be afraid of the trouble."
Is this a response to his previous statement, "I have to take it off anyway, it's so troublesome, why not just sleep without wearing it"?
Qing Bai thought Jiu Nian's suppressed shyness...was it shyness? After all, the tips of his ears were red...his effort to appear calm and dignified was truly adorable. Just as he was about to follow his innermost thoughts and gain a little advantage with words, he met the little monkey's clear, curious eyes.
Even a playboy like Qing Bai couldn't act calmly and do his own thing under the gaze of such pure and flawless eyes. Even if the words were on the tip of his tongue, he had to force a detour: "...Okay, okay, wear, wear, wear."
Why does he act like an exhibitionist?
The more he thought about it, the more he felt something was wrong. Qing Bai simply pulled the quilt up to his chin and wrapped himself up like a human spring roll with only his head exposed. He raised his long eyebrows as if to ask: Where are my clothes?
There was a hint of arrogance in his expression.
Jiu Nian's thick eyelashes blinked twice quickly, and she calmly shifted her gaze away from Chunjuan Qingbai on the bed. Instead, she fixed her gaze on an unknown point in the void, her eyes a little vague: "If you don't mind..."
The quilts in summer are so thin. Although they wrap you tightly...but wrapping yourself tightly also has its disadvantages...
"...If you don't mind, you can wear my clothes," Jiu Nian said slowly, "They are new, I haven't worn them yet."
"I don't mind." As if afraid that Jiunian wouldn't believe him, Qing Bai smiled and said, "I don't mind if you wear it... really."
His expression was smiling and his tone was slow. He could make a simple sentence sound like it had a hidden meaning, and every word had an indescribable depth of meaning.
The incessant snoring from the bed next to him was interrupted for a moment. Fat Qi, who was in his 'dream', was wondering why his brother Qing's words sounded like he wanted to wear old clothes that had been worn for nine years.
...It's an illusion, it must be an illusion.
Jiunian didn't bother to think about whether there was any deeper meaning in Qing Bai's words, and quickly took out the new clothes he had never worn.
As soon as Qing Bai took the clothes given by Jiu Nian, his expression became a little subtle. He twisted the fabric lightly with his fingertips and looked at it carefully with his eyes lowered. The clothes were folded very neatly. Judging from the thickness, it should not be the wide-sleeved long gown that Jiu Nian usually wore. The color was the dark black that Jiu Nian usually wore. In the changing light and shadow, you could vaguely see the mysterious dark patterns on the fabric... These are not important. What is important is the touch of the clothes in the hand. It is cold to the touch, dark as the night, and thin as paper... It is infinitely similar to the feel of the takeaway work clothes that Boss Hong gave him when he reported to the incense and candle shop in Weixiang. It is hard not to suspect that they were made by the same tailor or the same paper-making master.
After looking at Qing Bai, he didn't say anything. He shook out the clothes and sorted the front and back, then pulled them into the quilt. The bathroom was occupied by Ai Chan, so it was not impossible for him to get dressed in front of Jiu Nian and Xiao Houer. The main reason was that he was afraid that Jiu Nian would feel embarrassed. Fortunately, there are always more solutions than problems. Qing Bai simply used the unique skill of getting dressed in the quilt in the early morning of winter that he had used for so many years. Before Jiu Nian had a chance to turn around and avoid, he had already put on the clothes.
Qing Bai stood up, struggling to button his collar with one hand and holding his trouser waist with the other, while also being careful not to step on his trouser legs. He looked busy and awkward.
"The sleeves and trouser legs seem a bit too long, and the waistband... Tsk, are there such big differences in our body shapes? Did the tailor who made this dress take the wrong measurements?"
Jiu Nian looked Qing Bai over and considerately did not refute Qing Bai's words that the tailor had measured the wrong size. He just took out two short belts from his sleeves. The texture and pattern of the belts were the same as those on Qing Bai's clothes, and they looked like they were tied around the wrists.
Qing Bai pretended to be blind, pretending not to understand Jiu Nian's actions: "Aren't these two belts a little short for your waist? Haven't you used a headband to tie your hair before? Lend it to me as a belt, that one is longer."
Jiu Nian paused as he was taking the wristband, without explaining, and obediently took out a neatly folded long hairband from his sleeve pocket.
The cinnabar red pendant and white jade buckle tassel match the black color.
Qing Bai had buttoned up his collar, and after taking the headband, he lifted up his shirt hem and concentrated on tying his "belt". However, the waistband of his pants was too loose and there was no strap. Even if he put the troublesome shirt hem in his mouth to free up one hand, he was still in a mess. Either the headband slipped down or his pants fell down. Qing Bai got annoyed after struggling for a while, and subconsciously looked up at Jiu Nian for help.
The normally indifferent man suddenly bit the corner of his clothes and looked at Qing Bai silently for help. Even Jiunian, who had taken care of Qing Bai for many days, found it a bit too much to bear... After all, he was taking care of a young Lingxi cub. It was cute, of course, but its lethality in some aspects was still limited. But after regaining its human form...
Jiunian's eyes quickly swept over the small part of Qing Bai's slender waist that was exposed when she lifted up the hem of her clothes. The waist was not only thin, but also white. It was loosely wrapped in the black clothes, just like snow, so white that it was dazzling.
Jiu Nian took only one look and then looked away, as if afraid of being hurt by the small piece of white.
But he still reached out and took the hairband that was always in a mess in Qing Bai's hand, and rescued the hem of the clothes from Qing Bai's mouth. He straightened it out to cover that part of his waist tightly, and then raised his hand and flicked it. I don't know how he moved it, but anyway, the slippery hairband was tied around Qing Bai's waist with the waistband of his pants.
It was a beautiful bow, with jade buckles and tassels hanging from the hairband, one long and one short, swaying around Qingbai's narrow waist. It was more lively and charming than the willow branches that had just turned green by the lake in spring, and looked like an exquisite decoration that should have been there.
Qing Bai lifted up the hem of his pants and took a look. He saw that the originally smooth waistband had several straps that had been silently added. He didn't know how they were fixed. After seeing this, Qing Bai laughed: "I didn't expect that Master Jiunian had such a skill——"
Before he could finish his words, there was a sudden sharp "bang bang" sound from downstairs, which sounded like an iron chain hitting a plastic basin or bucket. The sound was like an attack horn, followed by a deterrent dog barking. The countryside was already quiet, and it was still early in the morning. The barking of a dog instantly caused a thousand waves of noise. The barking of dogs continued one after another, occasionally mixed with a few angry curses.
The little monkey squatting on the windowsill was so frightened that he was trembling and at a loss, holding his long tail.
Ai Chan in the bathroom rushed out directly, rushed to the window with a clear goal, and "carried" the little monkey into the house like a plate. With the toothbrush in her mouth full of foam, she did not forget to make a shushing gesture to Qing Baijiunian.
The thud-thud of the iron chain hitting the basin continued, and the barking of the dog did not stop.
If you listen carefully, you will find that whether it is the knocking of pots or the barking of dogs, the source is under their window.
With such a big commotion, even if Fat Qi was brave enough, he couldn't pretend to be asleep any longer. He simply stood up and yelled a few curse words in Chinese: "Damn it! Which idiot is going crazy so early in the morning because he's full?! If you really have nothing to do, go find a jail!"
The 'dong dong' sound stopped abruptly, and a moment later, the joyful and anxious voice of Mr. Zhou, the owner of the farmhouse, could be heard from downstairs: "Hey, Mr. Qi, don't sleep! A monkey has gotten in! It was just squatting on the window of your room! I banged on the pots and set the dogs on fire, but it wouldn't scare it away!"
"The monkeys on Chu Mountain are very vicious! Check to see if your puppies and cats are still alive. If they fall into the hands of the monkeys, they will be in great danger and their bodies will be mutilated!"
Qi Xiaopang and the others looked at each other, and then they all looked at the trembling little monkey who was clinging to Ai Chan's arms with his hands and feet... Well, how should I put it, stereotypes have done a lot of harm to monkeys.
Qi Xiaopang suspected that Boss Zhou deliberately said things like "die without an intact body" to scare them, just to repay the two insults he had just said, but since the insults had already been made, adults would of course choose to laugh it off.
Qi Xiaopang was lying by the window, sticking his head out to look down, his chubby face full of smiles, and he was so amiable as if it wasn't him who had just scolded someone: "Boss Zhou, are you seeing things? Where is the monkey here? Where is the monkey? I didn't even see a single monkey hair. Our Coal Ball and Qing...guaibao are all fine!" Qi Xiaopang was quick-witted and made up a nickname for his cat brother Qing, who didn't have a 'cat name'.
"...It's so early in the morning, it's still dark, what are you doing?"
"Am I seeing things?" Boss Zhou looked doubtful.
Qi Xiaopang quickly took the opportunity to brainwash him: "Of course, even a monkey needs to sleep. Who's running around outside at this hour?"
Boss Zhou looked up at the window of their room for a long time, his eyes flickering and he was muttering something. Then he took off his glasses, which were as thick as the bottom of a bottle, and wiped them with the hem of his clothes. When he put them back on, he looked much calmer. It was unclear whether he believed in Fatty Qi's evil intentions or not.
"...Anyway, you have to be careful. The monkeys in Chushan are different from those in the zoos out there. Just yesterday, the ambulance and police came. I heard those monkeys beat someone up and sent them to the hospital again. The monks on the mountain couldn't stop them. There was blood all over the floor. They sent the person to the hospital for an entire night, but we still don't know if he's dead or alive."
Again? Beating someone into the hospital? Monks breaking up the fight? Blood all over the floor? Reckless about life or death?
...It seems like something is wrong, but it also seems like nothing is wrong.
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