Qi Qing’s breathing all stopped for a moment.

Aware of this subtle change, Ji Xingjue deepened his smile. “Call me brother if you want it.”

Ten minutes ago, Qi Qing was still thinking about trying to sort out Ji Xingjue, but now, the person who he was anxiously longing for was making trouble as if he was seeking death. His mind went blank, and after a while, he opened his mouth in a depressed voice, his tone stretching out like a string. “Ji XINGJUE!”

“I’m here.”

Ji Xingjue buried his head in the back of his neck, and jabbed his hard abdominal muscles with a bit of vengeance and teasing. “Call me brother? Xiao Bao.”

There was a sudden rustling sound between the pillow and quilt, causing the scene in front of his eyes to turn dark. Qi Qing put his hands on his sides and looked down at him from above. His expression couldn’t be seen clearly in the dim light, but his eyes were like blazing ice flames, and his breathing was heavy.

“You’re doing it on purpose?”

Ji Xingjue was calm as he was lying beneath, and the corners of his lips hooked up. “Yes, what can you do to me?”

“…”

Qi Qing stared at him expressionlessly, his gaze was as fierce as a wolf’s.

Ji Xingjue still had no sense of crisis.

Just as Qi Qing thought, he had a pure and natural trust in Qi Qing, and he didn’t think that Qi Qing would do anything to him, which was why he delivered himself to the death door very earnestly.

He deliberately bent his knees against Qi Qing, tilted his head and let the moonlight streamed in from the window falling on his eyes. In the partly bright partly dark, Qi Qing felt that he was like a succubus acting recklessly in the dark night.

It took Qi Qing a lot of patience as he looked at him quietly for a while. Without saying a word, he stretched out his hand, directly lifted the quilt, rolled Ji Xingjue into it, and put it on the other side.

Ji Xingjue’s eyes were spinning for a while, before turning into a bewildered burrito on the spot. “What are you doing?”

Qi Qing turned over and got out of bed, and began to regret having Ji Xingjue here, but if Ji Xingjue wasn’t in his line of sight, he wasn’t at ease, so he could only respond coldly, “Take a shower.”

As a result, before he could take any steps, Ji Xingjue had already gotten out of the quilt, held him down from behind, and smiled. “Are you angry? No more teasing, let me help you solve it.”

Ji Xingjue’s strength clearly wasn’t that strong, but Qi Qing had the illusion of being locked in place. “…what do you want to do?”

“It’s just helping you.” Ji Xingjue thought for a while, “Is this called a fulfilling husband and wife obligations?”

As soon as the statement of fulfilling the obligation came out, Qi Qing didn’t seem very happy.

Ji Xingjue put it another way. “Mutual help between lovers?”