Lamp wick: "..."
Afraid that he would think she had ill intentions, Song Xianqing lowered her eyes in disappointment: "Never mind, do you have a straw mat? I can sleep on a straw mat even if I don't have a quilt."
"It's cold at night, and you'll catch a cold if you don't have a blanket."
The temperature difference between day and night in the village is large. If you don't cover yourself with a blanket, even an iron man will catch a cold the next day. After thinking for a while, Dengxin said, "Then you can sleep with me."
Song Xianqing's eyes lit up, but she didn't show it on her face. She asked in a pretentious manner, "You're not misunderstanding, are you?"
Lampwick: "...What's the misunderstanding?"
Song Xianqing: "Aren't you afraid to tell me I like you?"
Nan Yu: "Didn't you say you liked Liu Pianpian?"
Song Xianqing: "I was just kidding."
Nan Yu: "I don't know which of your words are true and which are false. Anyway, let's sleep tonight. Tomorrow I'll borrow a blanket, make the bed, and you can sleep over there."
Song Xianqing: "Okay."
After finishing his meal, he washed up and went to bed. He noticed the light bulb had come in and the outside light was still on. Thinking he had forgotten, he reminded him, "Baby, you didn't turn off the light."
The boy's tailbone tingled from the sound of "baby," and she glared at him, saying, "I have a name, don't call me that."
After all, he has that kind of status; he can't mess around with girls or boys. If something happens, he'll be in deep trouble, and Nan Yu doesn't want to suffer that.
Song Xianqing chuckled: "What are you afraid of? It's just the two of us. You really didn't turn off the light? Do you want me to go down and turn it off for you?"
As Nan Yu unbuttoned her clothes, she said, "I don't turn off the lights when I sleep at night."
Song Xianqing: "Why?"
The house was dark, with trees everywhere outside the window, rustling in the cold wind. It was beautiful during the day, but eerie at night, easily reminding people of ghost stories. The original owner had also put out a lot of insects outside, which made him afraid.
He has to hold his pee until dawn.
They dared not turn off the lights.
The wick stubbornly insisted, "I like having the light on."
"Really? Come and sleep here, the blankets are warmed up for you." He patted the spot beside him as he spoke, and Deng Xin lay down. It was the first time he didn't have to warm up the blankets himself, and it was warm and comfortable. The boy leaned in, acting like a lecherous rogue, without any sense of boundaries.
The wick warned, "Don't touch me."
Song Xianqing asked with a smile, "How's the temperature? Is it comfortable?"
Lampwick: "Has anyone ever told you that you really look like a pervert?"
Song Xianqing: "You're the one who said that."
Lampwick: "If you can't sleep, go and apply ice for a while longer. Don't bother me, I want to sleep."
He hadn't slept well for several days. If Song Xianqing hadn't said he could save the little snake, he wouldn't have been left here. The boy had faint dark circles under his eyes and looked quite haggard. Song Xianqing didn't say anything more.
Dengxin doesn't sleep well every night and always wakes up in the middle of the night. It didn't matter when he was alone before because no one knew, but today someone is sleeping next to him, so I reminded him to avoid startling him while I was sleeping.
"I might wake up startled at night, so don't be afraid and don't hit me."
Song Xianqing: "Startled? Are you scared?"
He choked on his drink, but his mouth remained stubborn. "Don't be afraid, this kind of thing happens. Okay, I'm going to sleep now, don't make a sound..."
Before he could finish speaking, he fell asleep in the warm blankets.
Song Xianqing: "..."
Realizing the boy was asleep, he couldn't sleep with the light on. He thought about getting up to secretly turn it off, but he was afraid that Nan Yu would wake up in the middle of the night and be scared. After waiting for a while, he made sure the other person was sound asleep.
Carefully move over, then carefully move the person into your arms.
He held her tightly, completely satisfied.
I don't know if it was the light or the feeling that captivated me, but I was wide awake and stared at the lamp wick all night, growing to love it more and more with each glance.
The next day, the roosters crowed in the village, waking the boy who was still fast asleep.
Song Xianqing still had his arm around the other person, and when he saw the other person open his eyes, he was not flustered at all.
"Good morning."
Nan Yu found herself in his arms, grabbed the blanket and kicked him off the bed with a loud thud, followed by the boy's angry voice: "Are you sick?!"
Song Xianqing got up, casually patted his wrinkled cuffs, and sat back on the edge of the bed. The boy tried to kick him, but a large hand grabbed his ankle, and the fingertips tickled his soles.
The wick is itchy and struggles in discomfort.
Song Xianqing pulled the person down with force, and easily pinned him down. Nan Yu couldn't resist and gave up after struggling for a few moments.
"What exactly do you want?"
Song Xianqing lowered her head, getting closer and closer to Nan Yu, their lips almost touching. Deng Xin quickly pursed her lips, closed her eyes tightly, and turned her head away, refusing to be kissed.
“I told you not to eat last night, and you didn’t even have the strength to resist. If I were a lecher, you would be in big trouble now.”
The beauty was seducing him as soon as she opened her eyes. Song Xianqing held back for a while, but finally couldn't resist. He couldn't even stop kissing her on the cheek. He stared at her tightly pursed lips, wanting to kiss her for a moment and then let go. But once he kissed her, he wanted to pry her lips open.
Seeing that he was truly shameless, Nan Yu frantically dodged, but when she couldn't escape any longer, she opened her mouth in a fit of anger and bit Song Xianqing's lips until they bled.
It hurt, and with a cold hiss, I knew I was leaving.
Nan Yu got up and beat Song Xianqing severely, causing chaos early in the morning. She only let go when she was tired of beating him. She sat on the edge of the bed, her chest heaving violently, and wiped her mouth with her arm in anger and disgust.
The boy was barefoot, his fair feet standing on the ground, his toes slightly curled up in anger, and there was no visible hair around his ankles. Moving his gaze upwards, blue pajama pants covered his private parts, and Song Xianqing sighed regretfully.
Fearing the boy might catch a cold, he bent down to get his slippers and placed them beside Deng Xin's feet, saying, "Put these on, you're cold."
Nan Yu put on her slippers and kicked him in the chest again. Song Xianqing covered the sore spot, still smiling, "Kick and kiss, it's a good deal."
Her delicate face was flushed with anger, and her hair was either from sleeping or from being furious; it looked quite amusing.
"If you keep doing this, get out of here!"
He admitted honestly, "Sorry."
Nan Yu got up and washed up, and Song Xianqing didn't dare to provoke him again.
He was kicked out before he could even wash his face and get dressed. Song Xianqing had no choice but to go back to get his medicine and pack a suitcase full of clothes. When he returned, Dengxin ignored him.
They only occasionally interacted with each other on the little white snake.
Song Xianqing took out her pet snake, placed it at the foot of the lampwick, put the hand with the snake wrapped around it on the boy's knee, and smiled: "Look, my playmate. Back in Beishan, it was always there to keep me company."
Song Xianqing's snake was intelligent, especially its master's.
It knew its master was trying to please the boy.
It also rubbed its head against the boy's hand, and Nan Yu remained silent, turning away to avoid being touched by the snake.
Song Xianqing: "I was wrong, please don't ignore me."
Nan Yu: "I need to go out for a bit. You stay here."
Song Xianqing: Where are you going?
Nan Yu: "I'll lend you a blanket!"
Seeing that he spoke so bluntly, Song Xianqing didn't dare to be too persistent. If he really didn't let her stay, she would be at a huge loss. She could only nod and didn't dare to say a word. The lamp wick clattered as it went downstairs, each step taken with great force.
After the competition ended, tourists gradually began to be received.
Nan Yu swung her hands and went home, intending to ask Liu's parents for some quilts. As she walked on the stone path, she encountered many tourists, many of whom were taking pictures and carrying travel bags.
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