Chapter 22: like

She was drunk, but he was sober, and the last trace of sanity remained, making Xue Xi impossible to meet her request anyway. Even if the string of reason is about to break.
"Yeah." He looked at the person in his arms forbearingly, agreed with a low voice, and said to her: "You loosen your hand first, and I will hold you into the bathroom."
Zhou Yizhi raised his head and looked at him, with a joy in his heart. Could it be possible that my brother couldn't help the temptation and promised himself? Her face suddenly burned. She was the one who played the hooligans, but she really wanted to act, and it was her who was so nervous that his heart was beating. She looked at Xue Xi several times again, and then slowly let go of the hand that embraced his waist.
Zhou Yizhi dropped his arms, knelt down on the bed docilely, raised his head and whispered: "I don't like wet hair. Help me wrap my hair with a shower cap later..."
But before he finished speaking, Xue Xi suddenly picked up the white duvet next to her and wrapped it around her. Before Zhou Yizhi could respond, he was gently pushed onto the bed. Then, the duvet was wrapped in a silkworm pupa, his hands and feet moved. No. The elder brother lifted her with the duvet horizontally and placed it in the center of the bed. It was also very symmetrical, leaving the same bed area on the left and right.
The charming atmosphere suddenly dissipated cleanly.
Zhou Yizhi:...
The red on Xue Xier's roots faded a little, he sighed in relief, straightened up, and said to her: "I'll ask Aunt He to come and take a bath for you."
Zhou Yizhi was struck by lightning!
Is his posture just now not attractive enough? Or is the tone of speech not ambiguous enough? After traveling in such a big circle, he still wants to invite Aunt He in the end? ! Isn't my elder brother a healthy boy? Even if he thinks a little bit about himself, he won't be so bearable, right? !
Zhou Yizhi stared straight at his brother and wanted to say something.
But my brother seemed to be afraid of hearing something terrible from her, so he dared not look at her again, and hurriedly closed the door and went out.
Actually went out like this.
Soon there was the sound of going downstairs and the sound of phone calls.
"..."
Zhou Yizhi, who was lying on the bed, stared at the ceiling, her heart collapsed, and she didn't bother to struggle anymore, she was wrapped in the duvet, and waited frustratedly for Aunt He to come. If the conditions were not limited, Zhou Yizhi even wanted to knock on Muyu.
Aunt He had already gone back, but received a call from Xue Xi and hurried over.
She pushed the door in, and the first sentence she saw Zhou Yizhi was shocked: "Miss, how much did you drink?! This is the first time I have seen you drunk!"
Zhou Yizhi was already numb to her brother's behavior as a monk in her teenage years. She raised her eyes, not wanting to speak, and continued to pretend to sleep. So Aunt He didn't care about why Zhou Yizhi got drunk after drinking a glass of red wine. She hurriedly adjusted the temperature of the water and helped her to take a bath. The enveloping mist rose, dispelling the little red wine scent from Zhou Yizhi's body, replacing it with the scent of baby shower gel.
After the shower, Zhou Yizhi put on clean pajamas. Aunt He tucked the four corners of the quilt for her. A knock on the door came from outside the room, and Aunt He got up to open the door.
Zhou Yizhi lay unloved, like a dead fish lost in love, but could not help quietly opening one eye.
Aunt He talked with her brother at the door. It was her brother who went downstairs and cooked the sober soup and delivered it.
Sober soup has always been ugly.
Zhou Yizhi quickly buried his head in the quilt and closed his mouth tightly.
Aunt He glanced towards the quilt, and whispered to Xue Xi: "Miss has just finished taking a bath, she should feel sleepy right now. You don't need to drink this sober soup. Let her sleep. All right."
Xue Xi's gaze crossed Aunt He's head and glanced into the room. Sure enough, seeing the arched quilt motionless, she seemed drowsy.
He nodded, and told Aunt He: "I will put the corkscrew away, and I will not let her drink in the future."
Aunt He also had lingering fears, but she never thought that the young lady was never drunk before, but now that she grows up, her physique has also changed.
She nodded and said to Xue Xi: "I'm bothering you."
"This is a cup of honey water." Xue Xi handed another cup to Aunt He, and said: "Put her on the bedside, maybe you will be thirsty later?"
Aunt He took the honey water, turned back to the bed, put the honey water on Zhou Yizhi's bed, and tucked a quilt for Zhou Yizhi.
After Zhou Yizhi heard that her brother had delivered the sober soup and honey water, she gently closed the door and left. She was so angry that she wanted to kick her legs, but because Aunt He was here, she still pretended to sleep peacefully.
I don't know how long Aunt He has been sitting. After confirming that she was innocent, she turned off the light, leaving only a bedside lamp, and walked out of the room lightly. It's already late now, and Aunt He will definitely not be able to go back to her own home tonight, so she can only sleep in her room on the first floor of the villa.
Zhou Yizhi couldn't sleep, maybe because he drank alcohol, the hot on his cheeks, or maybe because what he wanted to do didn't succeed and Xue Xi was out of a heart attack. She tossed over and over with the quilt, looking at the light moonlight coming through the gap in the curtains, her heart was as depressed as if she had eaten a piece of coptis.
She couldn't confess first, the uncertainty was too great.
With his elder brother's character, he doesn't like what he said. After being confessed by himself, he will definitely feel uncomfortable and leave this home.
She has to figure it out slowly--
Zhou Yi kicked the quilt away, no, it didn't work at all! Not to mention how many people in the school are waiting to confess to the teenage brother, just say that he wandered around in front of her all day, smiling softly at her, and she couldn’t stand the time when she was not liked by her brother for too long. . Given her impatience, let's abandon the word "Xu Xu".
Then continue to rush?
But the elder brother was so flirting, he was not moved, what else could he do?
Drunkenness can only be done once. In the future, 80% of my brother will never let himself drink again. It is a pity that it is over tonight.
Zhou Yizhi couldn't help pulling her hair.
Xue Xi didn't fall asleep either. He wiped his hair and sat on the edge of the bed, picking up a book, but his fingers stayed on the page, but he didn't turn a page for a long time. After a while, he let out a suffocating breath, rubbed his eyebrows, turned off the light, and lay on his back on the bed, quietly looking at the ceiling.
She can't let her drink in front of anyone, Xue Xi thought.
It's all about being seen by him, and not being seen by others.
He closed his eyes and tried to sleep, but the blood all over his body seemed to be ignited, and the fire burned, and her voice "Is it beautiful?" repeated in his mind.
Xue Xi took a breath and sat up, but at this moment, the door was also gently opened.
He was taken aback for a moment and turned on the bedside lamp. The faint yellow bedside lamp illuminates the girl holding the pillow swaying in.
"What's wrong, can't you sleep?" Xue Xi asked.
Zhou Yizhi’s eyes were closed. At first glance, it looked like sleepwalking, but when she took a closer look, she didn’t seem to sober up, and there was a drunken blush on her cheeks. She swayed over to his bed and opened her arms. His misty eyes crawled onto the bed sobbing.
Xue Xi thought she was crying and became more nervous.
Taking advantage of this effort, Zhou Yiyi climbed onto his bed and threw one of his pillows down.
Xue Xi:...
Although Zhou Yizhi was drunk, his actions were precise and accurate. He put the pillow she had brought herself next to his pillow, and then lay down involuntarily, gave him a hazy look, and said "I am Who am I, why am I still turning on the light, don’t you sleep?"
Xue Xi hadn't figured out what she was going to do, she had already quickly pulled the quilt aggressively and covered her herself.
Xue Xi:...
He never expected that she had finished the bath and slept for a while, but she hadn't been able to sober up.
Where is this fake wine? The stamina is too great.
Xue Xi looked at her helplessly, leaned over to pick her up and send her back to her own room.
But at this moment, she rolled on him, hooked his collar with both hands, and dragged him down.
Zhou Yizhi's strength is actually not that great. Xue Xi is a boy about eighteen meters tall, and being so dragged by her does not cause his body to shake.
However, she was lying on the bed with the help of gravity, and the bed was already unstable. The taller the boy, the more unstable. He subconsciously stepped back because he was afraid of crushing her, so he staggered and fell down. On the other side of the bed.
Xue Xi supported the bed with elbows and wanted to get up, but Zhou Yizhi rolled over again.
She hugged his waist tightly and added legs to the old tricks.
She pressed her hands and feet together on him.
The two entangled on the side of the bed.
Xue Xi's blood was flying, and he was so stiff that he did not know what to do, holding his hands out of thin air, not knowing where to put it.
"Yizhi, go back to your own room to sleep." He said dumbly for a long time.
Zhou Yizhi's head was resting on his chest, and she didn't know if she heard it. She was drunk and probably couldn't hear it, but she groaned.
Xue Xi tensed and listened to raise his head, only to hear that she was talking about cold.
Xue Xi had to pull the quilt on the side and cover them up.
He only pulled the quilt to his waist, just revealing Zhou Yizhi's head buried in his chest.
Zhou Yizhi quietly opened her eyes and found that her brother’s shoulders and arms were exposed. Although there was heating, it was still very cold in the twelfth lunar month. So she climbed up a little bit quietly and hummingly to let her own The shoulders were flush with the elder brother's, and before Xue Xi got up, he quickly became like an octopus, wrapped his hands and feet together.
His head continued to rest on the boy's neck.
By the way, the quilt was also pulled up and covered the shoulders of the two.
Quietly in the night, there was no sound, only the moonlight came in through the curtains.
Zhou Yizhi heard the heartbeat clearly.
"boom"
"Bang, bang, bang"
She lifted the corner of her mouth and rubbed her face against his neck. Xue Xi's breathing became heavier.
After a while, he felt that the girl was asleep in his arms, and finally couldn't help but get up slightly, wanting to send her back to the room.
But just after he left, Zhou Yizhi suddenly covered his face with one hand and sobbed.
Xue Xi was taken aback, holding her wrist: "Why are you crying?"
The girl seemed to be having a nightmare, her eyes closed tightly and her eyelashes closed gently.
He lay back again.
Zhou Yizhi stopped sobbing bluntly and continued to hug his waist tightly.
Xue Xi tentatively got up again--
"Uuuu..." Zhou Yizhi started to choke again.
Xue Xi immediately didn't dare to move, he lay back hard, letting himself be used as a pillow, being pressed by his hands and feet. His blood flowed so fast that he rushed to the top of his head, teaching him that the part of his waist that was hugged by Zhou Yizhi's hands was numb, like an electric shock.
The person in his arms is very honest, just hugging him with soft arms, wrapping him around, with his head buried in his neck, but not moving.
Xue Xi looked at the ceiling with his eyes open, knowing it was wrong.
Knowing that she was drunk.
May wake up angrily the next day.
But after all he failed to make the determination to push her away for the third time.
He was so deep that he couldn't control his own possession.
Zhou Yizhi felt that her brother finally stopped trying to pack and send herself back, and then relaxed, she whispered, "Headache..."
The young man lying on his side immediately turned around slightly, put a hand out, and dropped a hand on her temple, rubbed it gently, and asked lowly: "Is it better?"
Zhou Yizhi squinted comfortably, then moved closer to him: "Um..."
She was wearing long-sleeved pajamas, but he was wearing short-sleeved pajamas. His skin had the unique smell of a young man's dry cream. The warm fingers rubbed her forehead and sideburns, powerful and gentle, and very comfortable.
Zhou Yizhi felt nothing warmer than this.
In winter, the wind beats the windows, the warm and dry quilt, and the clean and good smell of the youth.
She was like a little animal warming herself, curled up beside him.
She climbed onto her elder brother's bed, originally wanting to "fight with fire", but somehow she was rubbed on her forehead by his fingertips, but she couldn't help but doze off.
Finally, he hugged the boy's strong waist and fell asleep comfortably.
Zhou Yizhi didn't have a night to sleep better than this one, and even had some sweet dreams.
However, she woke up in her bed the next day.
As soon as he opened his eyes, Zhou Yizhi looked at his room, and even suspected that he climbed into Xue Xi's bed by getting drunk and hugged him to sleep last night, just the dream he had last night.
But when she rubbed her head and washed her head, she went out of the room and saw the opposite room door opened. The boy walked out, his eyes hurriedly fell on her body for a second, then she immediately glanced away, and there was an imperceptible blue in her eyes. When it was time, she could immediately conclude-not in a dream, she did act boldly.
It should be early in the morning while he fell asleep before his brother sent himself back to the room.
Although Zhou Yizhi felt a little distressed that his brother didn't sleep well, but seeing his sight not staying on him, his mood suddenly became wonderful.
She smiled and said, "Morning."
Xue Xi nodded and went downstairs with her.
It was another foggy weather, but there was a little sunshine. Dawn came in from the French windows of the restaurant and fell on the stairs. Zhou Yizhi looked at Xue Xi who was walking in front of him and asked: "By the way, brother, I seemed to drink last night. Drunk, didn't you do anything shameful?"
Xue Xi paused and said calmly: "No, Aunt He took a bath for you, and you fell asleep."
Zhou Yizhi said inexplicably, "Ah? Where did I sleep? Am I asleep in my bed?"
Xue Xi didn't change his face and his heart beat: "Yes, otherwise, where else can I be?"
Zhou Yizhi looked at him and suddenly said, "Brother, why are your ears so red?!"
The young boy's tall figure immediately stiffened.
Xue Xi touched his ear subconsciously, it was indeed a little hot.
But he calmed down all night, and he shouldn't be still red.
His Adam's apple moved, just about to say something, Zhou Yizhi blinked again, slyly: "Oh, no, I was wrong, the light refracted by the glass just fell on your earlobe."
Xue Xi:...
She gasped, and Xue Xi's heartbeat almost didn't continue.
Xue Xiding calmed down, and said solemnly to her: "You will not be allowed to drink anymore."