Chapter 24 Piglet Feed
Chapter 24
"S——"
As soon as Wen Xi opened his eyes, he felt a splitting headache, as if there was a water-absorbing sponge that kept expanding inside his head, causing waves of swelling and pain in his temples and the back of his head.
Wen Xi couldn't help but frown due to the hangover headache. He reached for his cell phone, opened it and found that it was already eleven o'clock in the morning.
After thinking about some unimportant things, Wen Xi lay on the bed, hugging the doll and daydreaming for more than ten minutes before he felt better.
Rubbing his head, he sat up. The quilt covering his body slipped off his chest, revealing his waist that was not covered by the sailor suit. He was suddenly exposed to the cold air from the air conditioner, and Wen Xi shivered.
Wen Xi subconsciously tugged at the hem of her clothes and suddenly found something wrong. What her palm touched was not the fabric of the clothes, but her exposed waist.
Wen Xi lowered her head and saw a pink and white square collar with a bow hanging on it, and further down was a waist that could not be covered by the short sailor suit. The thin blanket was piled crookedly on the thighs, and the edge of the dark pink fabric could be vaguely seen through the gap.
"?"
Wen Xi reached out and lifted the thin blanket, and what appeared in front of her was a pleated skirt that only covered the middle of her thighs. At this moment, it was also rising up, revealing her bare legs.
Wen Xi stared at his clothes in a daze, and some memories that he had temporarily forgotten due to the hangover began to slowly come back online.
He seemed to have done something very bold yesterday, including but not limited to making a video call to Yanjue who might have gone home while wearing a bunny-ear sailor suit and who was suspected of doing it on purpose, and then being visited by a man and kissed by an old man.
And then what did he do?
Wen Xi rolled his eyes slowly, as if he was not satisfied with being bullied by the old man. Then, for some reason, he had the urge to bite. He bit and licked the guest's throat, leaving a vicious tooth mark on the mole. That was not all, he even deliberately whispered something in Yan Jue's ear.
Ahhhh!
Wen Xi realized one thing very sadly - when he drinks, not only does his face turn red, but it also makes him drunk. The alcohol first appears on his face, and the red face makes him relax his vigilance, thinking that he will not get drunk. But in fact, the alcohol has cunningly controlled his rational mind, slowly getting to his head, and when Wen Xi is most relaxed, it will take away his rationality, making him impulsive and bite people like a puppy.
These shameful memories now turned into a sledgehammer, hitting Wen Xi with great force. He let out a short "ah" and slowly fell down, his face flushed, and he rolled himself up into a dough stick with the quilt.
The air conditioner was blowing cold air and Wenxi was sweating profusely due to the heat.
Damn it, never drink again TT
Fortunately, they were kissing last night, and the alcohol and sleepiness came over them all of a sudden. Wen Xi was deliberately blowing into Yan Jue's ear to tickle him, and the next second his eyes blurred and he passed out.
The caterpillar Wenxi reflected on himself for five minutes before he finally "transformed into a butterfly" and broke out of the small cocoon on the thin blanket.
Wen Hudie's ears turned red as she slowly climbed down from the bed, trying to change into normal clothes to cover up what happened last night.
However, as soon as he stood barefoot on the carpet and glanced at the bed, he saw the mechanical rabbit ears placed steadily on the bedside table. Wen Xi subconsciously touched the top of his head, and when he pinched the rabbit ears, he only felt the ahoge hair that was rubbed and stood up.
Wen Xi was stunned for a moment, then realized that he had fallen asleep while talking, and must have been carried back to the room by Yan Jue.
He blinked in panic, his heart suddenly rising to his throat, and quickly ran to the floor-length mirror to check his appearance. He was neatly dressed, with a rosy complexion. The concealer on his collarbone was rubbed off by his restless movements while sleeping, revealing the tattoo that was so good that it would take a week to fade. Except for a slight hangover pain in his head, he felt no discomfort anywhere on his body.
There should be no other things exposed that should not be exposed. Although his physique is common in the flower market, in real life, no one would generally associate him with being a bisexual.
Wen Xi looked in the mirror, checked herself carefully, and finally reached out to pull the hem of her skirt to cover her legs, then she breathed a sigh of relief despite her shock.
After washing up, he reapplied concealer on his tattoo, changed into a white T-shirt and black overalls and came out of the room. Wen Xi passed by the mirror and caught a glimpse of himself. The messy hair on his head became smooth again, the hair on his forehead slightly covered his eyebrows, and the tail of his fox eyes was slightly pressed down.
Wen Xi still had a slight headache and was about to take some hangover pills. He remembered seeing Ming Yao's medicine box in the small cabinet under the coffee table in the living room. Just as he was sitting on the sofa and preparing to take it out, he caught a glimpse of a note on the thermos on the table.
A sticky note with a cute puppy sticking its butt up and looking back is firmly attached to the stainless steel thermos.
A message written in a bold handwriting on the paper.
[Hangovers are prone to headaches. Take two hangover pills when you wake up.]
Next to the water bottle was the hangover medicine that Wenxi had found before he even started looking for it.
Wenxi tore off the sticky note, reached out to hold the handle of the water bottle and shook it. It was full. This was a thermos that had never been used and was just piled up in the corner of the kitchen. I don't know how Yanjue noticed it.
To be honest, I can't imagine Wen Xi sleeping alone late at night while the guest Yan Jue is standing alone in his kitchen, waiting for the water to boil.
Wenxi poured a glass of water. There was no steam. He put his finger against the wall of the glass to test it. It was warm, just the right temperature for drinking boiled water.
After opening the hangover medicine and drinking it with warm water, Wenxi realized that the hangover medicine also tasted like orange. Wenxi was stunned. Can hangover medicine also taste like fruit?
Wen Xi was a little dazed holding the note with the message. He thought Yan Jue had done a lot by carrying him into the room. He really didn't expect that Yan Jue would prepare warm water and sobering medicine.
This was really thoughtful. Wen Xi felt warm in his heart and took out his cell phone to express his gratitude.
When I opened my phone, unread messages kept popping up, including from my roommate, Mingyao from the research group, and Yanjue.
He hesitated for a moment, put the sticky note on the table, dealt with the club work first, submitted the prepared English paper to the journal, and then responded to the concern from his roommate and told Ming Yao that his novel Shang Zhi was intact.
Finally, Wen Xi opened Yan Jue's chat box and replied to the message without distraction.
It is now 11:03, and ten minutes ago, Yan Jue sent him a message "Are you awake?"
[The stream becomes the sea]: Wake up.
Wen Xi used the hangover pills and water bottle as the background, took a photo of herself making a heart shape with her fingers and sent it over.
[The stream becomes the sea]: Brother Snail.
[Streams Become Seas]: I woke up with a headache this morning and was about to look for medicine when I saw what you prepared. You even boiled some water for me. So thoughtful\(^o^)/~
As soon as the message was sent, a line of words "The other party is typing" was displayed in the dialog box.
[Y.]: I will have a headache the first time I drink, especially if I drink late at night.
[Stream Becomes Sea]: Yeah.
Wen Xi typed with real emotion and couldn’t help but nod.
[Stream Becomes the Sea]: I will definitely be extra careful next time.
[Y.]: Let me tell you a story. When I was holding you to sleep, I saw the tattoo on your collarbone. I was afraid it would rub against the quilt, so I wiped it off with a handkerchief.
[Y.]: Not sure if it has rubbed against the quilt, remember to check.
As soon as this news came out, Wen Xi suddenly felt heat on his collarbone. In the morning, he wondered if his tattoo was exposed because it had rubbed against the quilt. In fact, it was Yan Jue who wiped it off.
[Stream Becomes the Sea]: This is actually a tattoo sticker. It would look a little weird when it is exposed normally, so I cover it with concealer.
[Y.]: The tattoo is beautiful, I should have told you a few days ago that it was a good fit.
[Stream Becomes the Sea]: It’s not too late to say it now~
[Y.]: But if you want to get a real tattoo, you still have to think carefully. After all, this position is quite conspicuous and will affect your civil service exam to a certain extent.
Wen Xi was stunned when he saw the message "People with tattoos cannot take the civil service exam". Although he didn't have to take the exam, he always felt something was weird discussing this matter seriously with Yan Jue.
But he still answered readily.
[Stream Becomes the Sea]: I don’t get a tattoo. Although it’s not too uncomfortable, I’m actually very afraid of pain.
As soon as this sentence was uttered, Wen Xi stared at the two words "fear of pain", and some strange memories automatically came to his mind.
[Y.]: Yes. I know you are afraid of pain.
Wen Xi had a bad feeling in his heart, and sure enough, the next second, the interrogation that made him blush came.
[Y.]: So does Wenwen, who is afraid of pain, still remember what happened last night?
"You're so violent, are you going to eat me..."
The crying complaints echoed in Wenxi's mind. He felt the tip of his tongue tingling. The huge pleasure of being held down and kissed flashed through his mind again. Wenxi's breathing quickened and his scalp felt numb.
"Help……"
It is one thing to recall the past by yourself, but it is another to recall the past with the person you kiss from a distance. Wen Xi felt the phone was hot in his hands and his mouth was dry.
He picked up the cup and took a sip of the warm water. He was still at a loss after drinking it. He put down his phone and ran to the refrigerator to take out an orange-flavored popsicle. He first put it on his face to cool down, and finally bit it to quench his thirst. Only then did he dare to look directly at the screen.
The person on the other side seemed to be keeping track of the time, and a new message popped up the moment he turned on the screen.
[Y.]: We kissed.
[Y.]: You said my kiss hurt you.
[Y.]: Do you still remember Teacher Wenxi, who was great at teaching kissing?
Wen Xi's eyes suddenly widened.
Of course he remembered, he also remembered Yan Jue shamelessly saying that he was good at kissing because he taught well, plus he was a good student, he could apply what he learned after being taught once. It was everyone's first kiss, why was he the only one who was almost crying when Yan Jue pressed him down and twisted his tongue.
Wenxi: <(｀^)>
He took back his touched thoughts and wrote the four big words "no good intentions" on the man opposite him.
[The stream becomes the sea]: [tearful eyes][tearful eyes][tearful eyes]
[The Stream Becomes the Sea]: The fragment is broken...
[Stream Becomes the Sea]: Did you kiss me secretly?
[Stream Becomes the Sea]: I have never been in a relationship, how can I teach you how to kiss.
[The Stream Becomes the Sea]: I decide you should stop talking nonsense.
[The stream becomes the sea]: [The little bear collapses]
Wen Xi bit off a piece of popsicle fiercely, as if he was treating it as a feast, and muttered incoherently: "Bad thing.
After a short wait, Yan Jue replied.
[Y.]: You found out. Well, actually I was the one who kissed you secretly.
[Y.]: I’m sorry, Wenxi-san.
Wen Xi was confused. Why didn't Yan Jue follow the routine? Moreover, the conversation was weird. He didn't know how to reply.
Finally, he replied dryly.
[The stream becomes the sea]: Ah…
[Stream Becomes the Sea]: Then don’t kiss me secretly next time.
Yan Jue really replied to the message like a good student.
[Y.]: Okay.
Just when Wen Xi thought that this was over, Yan Jue suddenly patted him on the shoulder.
[Y.]: So Wenxi… classmate drank alcohol and not only got red face, but also lost his memory…
This sentence feels inexplicably lost, and if you taste it carefully, it has a bit of tea flavor.
[Y.]: I’ll never know.
[Y.]: [The little bear collapses]
Yan Jue actually stole his emoticon pack!
[The stream becomes the sea]:?
[Streams become sea]: Don’t know what?
[Y.]: You didn’t finish a sentence before you fell asleep. You just mumbled “So do you want to…”
Wen Xi blinked. Actually, just before he got drunk, he wanted to take advantage of the ambiguous atmosphere to suggest getting together. However, the alcohol, coupled with the lack of sleep for a long time, knocked him out like a hammer, and he fell asleep with his head tilted.
The sweet orange-flavored ice water brought Wenxi back to the state she was in last night when she decided to fall in love with the guest.
The confession has to be sincere. Even though Wenxi is a bad guy who is trying to take advantage of the customer's sincerity, it still has to be said offline to appear sincere.
There will be many opportunities for offline contact in the future, so Wenxi continued what he had just said.
[Streams Become Seas]: [Smile]
[溪流成海]: Actually, I forgot about it. I'll tell you when I remember it later, okay?
Yan Jue was surprisingly easy to talk to.
[Y.]: Okay, let me think about it slowly.
When Wenxi came back from throwing the bag of crushed ice into the trash can, he found Yanjue asking, "Do you remember your dream yesterday?"
Wen Xi was confused. He really couldn't remember this.
[The stream becomes the sea]: Ah?
[The Stream Becomes the Sea]: Am I dreaming?
[Y.]: I don’t know.
[Y.]: But when I was removing your tattoo, you called me a jerk.
[The stream becomes the sea]: Ah?
Wen Xi couldn't believe it and asked hurriedly.
[Stream Becomes the Sea]: What else did I say?
[Y.]: It was nothing, I just cried. And while shedding tears she said she hated me.
As Wen Xi listened to Yan Jue's description, he slowly remembered his dream.
He dreamed that Yan Jue didn't even enter the door last night. He didn't think much about it and just opened the door. Yan Jue directly pinched his waist and pressed him against the wall and kissed him. He even picked him up with a malicious intention. Wen Xi in the dream felt that there was a bottomless abyss under his feet. He was very afraid that he would fall down, so he could only wrap his legs around Yan Jue's waist, hug the man's neck, and be kissed by him on his butt.
As a result, Yan Jue was even more ferocious in the dream. Wen Xi was afraid that she would fall down, and she was also worried that someone might go up or down the stairs, or that the neighbors across the street might hear the noise and open the door to see them secretly doing bad things in the dark stairwell.
In the tense and exciting environment, Wenxi felt both refreshed and excited.
Finally, I couldn't stand it anymore and burst into tears.
"ah?"
"ah!"
Wen Xi realized that she was kissed and cried in her dream, and she was actually crying in reality, and she was crying in front of the culprit, and she was stunned in the air-conditioning.
What's the difference between this and having a sex dream in front of the owner...
Especially for a bad man like Yan Jue who has eight hundred schemes in his mind, he can definitely see through it.
Wen Xi, who handled the bad man's various questions with ease, was finally knocked down and fell on the sofa.
_(:з」∠)_
Wen Xi's heart was burning with heat, and he wanted to cry but couldn't. Alcohol was really harmful to people. Wen Xi decided that he should read less flowery literature and start studying plain literature.
He was really afraid that one day when he got drunk, he would not just close his eyes and fall asleep, and say something stubborn to pretend he didn't know anything, but would blurt out the censored descriptions of what the protagonist of the novel had suffered.
Wen Xi patted his face, poured himself a cup of warm water and drank it to calm himself down, and decided to stick to the ostrich policy.
[Stream Becomes the Sea]: But... I don’t remember.
[Stream Becomes the Sea]: I also want to know if I had a dream. Your description seems so strange.
[溪流成海]: Is it possible that you kissed me secretly yesterday and scared me, and then I had a nightmare and cried because of fear.
[Stream Becomes the Sea]: You are fully responsible.
Yan Jue paused for a while before replying to Wen Xi's message.
It's a voice message.
The ambient sound was quite noisy. Yan Jue seemed to be whispering something by putting the phone to his mouth, and said word by word: "Okay then, I will try to be less aggressive next time."
This is a typical Wenxi tone and sentence structure.
Wen Xi: “?”
[The stream becomes the sea]: o((⊙_⊙))o
Yan Jue sent another voice message, and from the background noise it seemed like his secretary was asking him to go to a meeting.
The man said in a low voice with a hint of laughter: "Okay, I won't tease you anymore. I'm going to work. Let's have lunch."
"Wenwen."
The last whisper was light and light, more like calling a baby than being gentle.
Wen Xi's face felt hot and stuffy, and she couldn't help but cover her ears with her hands. She tightened her grip on the phone, thinking that it would be better to just call the baby, since it was not like she had called him that before.
[Stream Becomes the Sea]: Yeah, I'm going to eat. You should also take a rest.
Wen Xi stood up and prepared to order a bowl of noodles. Considering that the taste was not very good, he decided to add the last pack of spicy instant noodles in the house.
I put down my phone, and the doorbell suddenly rang.
This scene seemed familiar. Wen Xi was stunned for a moment and went to open the door.
A delivery man in black uniform was standing outside the door. When he opened the door, he said, "Hello, this is Shanshuiju delivery. Mr. Yan has reserved lunch for you."
"Thank you."
"You're welcome. Enjoy your meal."
Wen Xi put the exquisitely packaged Shanshuiju wooden lunch box on the table, his mind still a little confused. How did Yan Jue prepare lunch for him at the right time?
That’s so thoughtful.
Wenxi gave up his noodle plan, opened the thermal box to reveal the wooden lunch box, and found a pink note on it.
I drew a simple lunch box with the word "Wen" written on it.
In addition, there is another line of words written in a majestic style.
But what is written is——
【Piglet feed, plump and white——Yan】
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