Chapter 156 Cute Internet Celebrity 34
"Do you want to buy something?" Qian Zhou held the seat belt with both hands and looked out the window with a puzzled look.
Now they have entered the city. Qian Zhou looked down at the time. It was eleven o'clock in the evening.
I was immersed in the game before and didn’t feel anything special.
But now that things were quiet and the surroundings had returned to normal, Qian Zhou felt empty in his stomach.
I haven't eaten anything since lunch.
Han Cheng unbuckled his seat belt and said, "Wait a moment, I'll be back soon."
Three minutes later, Han Cheng returned to the car with a bag of things, and Qian Zhou was holding a bag full of colorful snack packaging bags.
In addition to bread and milk, there are several puffed foods.
Han Cheng steered the wheel, his eyes fixed on the road ahead. "If you're hungry, eat something first."
"I didn't feel hungry just now, but after you bought it, I think I can finish the whole bag."
Qian Zhou opened the bread and broke off a piece for Han Cheng, "You haven't eaten either."
Han Cheng held the steering wheel with one hand, took the bread and took two quick bites.
"The secret room is too far from the school. Why haven't we arrived yet..."
Qianzhou yawned, leaned against the back of the seat holding the bag of snacks, and half-closed his eyes.
"Go to sleep when you're tired," said Han Cheng.
Qianzhou leaned his forehead against the car window and nodded slightly, closing his eyes for only 30 seconds, then quickly sat up straight again.
Han Cheng handed him a small pillow from the back seat and took the empty packaging bag from Qian Zhou's hand.
Taking the time to look at him, Qianzhou was so sleepy that he was staggering, but still refused to sleep.
Han Cheng asked him, "Why don't you sleep if you're tired?"
"Because you were still driving...you took me to the secret room and played with me."
"You were the one driving on the way back."
Qian Zhou hugged the pillow and said sleepily, "I'll stay with you."
Han Cheng stared steadily ahead, his fingers on the steering wheel curled up slightly.
Qianzhou knew that he had been ill.
Han Cheng lowered his eyes and turned off the air conditioner in the car, and the last buzzing sound disappeared.
Qianzhou's voice seemed to become clearer.
"Why aren't you talking..." Qianzhou propped up his eyelids with his fingers.
He reached into the snack bag, pulled out a mint, and popped two into his mouth.
Glancing at the apartment buildings on the roadside, he casually remarked, "The houses here look nice, and the environment is also very good. There are fountains and groves, and it's close to the commercial district."
The streetlight suddenly turned red, and Qianzhou leaned forward as he braked. "Drive slower."
Han Cheng looked at him and asked, "Are you going to move out?"
"I didn't say I wanted to move out..." Qian Zhou looked at Han Cheng with a gloomy look and grabbed his hand.
"I want to live with you. Are you tired of me now and want me to move out?"
"Do you think I'm noisy? Then I'll find another place to broadcast live.
Han Cheng said: "No."
Qian Zhou pressed the back of Han Cheng's hand with his fingertips and whispered, "Really?"
He leaned forward slightly when he spoke, and his eyes were always smiling, as if he was being coquettish.
Han Cheng let out a breath, the blue veins on his arms became more and more obvious, and the way back to school was destined to be not peaceful.
There was no one on either side of the street, so Han Cheng stopped the car for the second time.
The car windows reflected the night, with dim light inside and outside, and the shadows cast by the street lights appeared as blurred blocks of color.
With a click, the seat belt slowly pulled away.
......
Han Cheng raised his hands to cover his eyes, "Don't look at me like that..."
Qianzhou opened his mouth, wanting to ask why, but then he felt like he was seeking death.
The question that was about to come out of his mouth was swallowed back.
Han Cheng held Qian Zhouban in his arms, his voice hoarse, "If you don't want to become... a mess."
Qian Zhou suddenly became intimidated and sat down properly with his hands on his knees.
"Forget it then."
Han Cheng put his knuckles on his lower lip and smiled softly for a while.
"Are you scared?"
Qian Zhou stared straight ahead, his back straight, "I'm afraid of the pain."
Han Cheng's gaze moved down to Qian Zhou's hand.
Qianzhou has fair skin, so the bruises caused by forcibly breaking free from the chains are particularly obvious, and the surrounding skin is also red.
Han Cheng lifted Qian Zhou's hand, regretting that he had tied it so tightly.
"It's okay, I had a lot of fun today." Qian Zhou turned his hand so that Han Cheng couldn't see the small bruise.
Qian Zhou thought Han Cheng would overthink it, so he held his hand and said, "It's actually quite... exciting."
He was so excited after he successfully broke free from the chains that he climbed the ladder with great energy and disappeared in a few seconds.
If Han Cheng lets Qian Zhou win, Qian Zhou will be able to tell and the gaming experience will definitely be different.
Han Cheng started the car, quickly drove into the school, and parked in the parking space downstairs of the dormitory building.
The temperature was slightly cool at night, and a breeze blew gently past. Qian Zhou walked behind Han Cheng.
"I don't want to walk..."
Han Cheng locked the car door with the remote control and said, "I'm lazy."
Qian Zhou hummed, hugged Han Cheng from behind, and climbed onto his back.
Qian Zhou has always been the kind of person who would push his luck further. Knowing that Han Cheng couldn't do anything to him, he acted as if he was saying, "I won't leave unless you carry me on your back."
Qianzhou likes him and can't help but act like a spoiled child.
Han Cheng half-knelt down, Qian Zhou quickly put his arms around his neck, and was carried upstairs as he wished.
After entering the door, as soon as Qian Zhou's feet touched the ground, he was pushed into the corner by Han Cheng again.
Qian Zhou covered his mouth and whispered, "The sound insulation in your dormitory is very poor!"
Han Cheng took off his glasses with one hand and leaned closer, "Kissing makes no sound."
Han Cheng's voice was much deeper than usual, as if he was suppressing something.
"Don't move out..."
Qian Zhou sat on the edge of the bed, his lower back against the soft pillow, "You, calm down..."
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