"But is this really good?"
"What's wrong, Dong'er, you have to keep your word."
Bibi Dong swallowed and looked at Qian Xunji's wolf-like eyes, as if he had turned into a lamb to be slaughtered.
"Okay then."
"Well, I happen to be hungry too."
"Then, we'll have a midnight snack soon."
"What's for late night snack? I want to eat spiders now."
After saying this, Qian Xunji, with quick eyes and quick hands, took her wrist and raised it above her head.
Then there was a bang, and Bibi Dong was firmly pressed against the wall.
Just as she was about to speak, her mouth was blocked.
After a few hours, Qian Xunji was full.
The door to the shower room finally opened.
Qian Xunji came out holding Bibi Dong.
She was completely wrapped in his bathrobe.
Bibi Dong huddled in his arms, with only a small head exposed.
Her cheeks were rosy, her eyes were misty, and her lips were slightly swollen.
There were several obvious red marks on the small section of neck exposed by the collar of the cloak.
Qian Xunji carried her into the master bedroom, which had just been cleaned in the afternoon and had a new bed installed.
He put her on the bed and was about to straighten up when Bibi Dong suddenly pulled his sleeve.
"Looking for disease."
"Huh?"
She pointed to her neck, "Look."
Then, he pointed down the collar and said, "And here... there are red marks."
Qian Xunji looked down.
From the collarbone to the neck, from the shoulders to... well, everywhere you can see, there are marks left by him.
Red, pink, deep and shallow.
He was silent for a moment, "... it's pretty good."
Bibi Dong glared at him. "What's so good!"
"Of course it looks good."
"You look good!" Bibi Dong grabbed a pillow and hit him, "How can you show off like this?"
Qian Xunji caught the pillow and said without changing his expression, "Wear a high collar."
"The high collar can cover the neck, but not here!"
Bibi Dong pointed to his collarbone, and then pointed below the collarbone, "Here, here, and here - all!"
Qian Xunji looked at it carefully.
"It's okay."
"No one saw it."
"What if Ling Yuan sees it?"
Qian Xunji had a look of confusion on his face.
"How did she see it?"
"Silly, we often take baths together."
Qian Xunji was silent.
He suddenly realized a problem.
Girls and best friends will sleep together, wear the same pants, and... take showers together.
Think again if we are good brothers--
Either he's gay, or he's going to die.
He suddenly felt that girls' friendship was really magical.
"It's okay."
"I will wash with me from now on, not her."
"I don't want it!" She buried her face in the quilt, "This will give you bad thoughts again."
Qian Xunji looked at her wrapping herself into a silkworm chrysalis and laughed uncontrollably.
He sat by the bed and patted her, "Dong'er, aren't you also very happy?"
Bibi Dong's movements paused.
Qian Xunji leaned close to her ear. "I was afraid that the neighbors next door would hear me just now."
Hearing this, she covered Qian Xunji's mouth.
"Don't say it!"
"Was... was I really loud just now?"
"It should be... okay."
"Should?!"
"It's just... it's okay." He tried to choose his words, "It's not too loud."
Bibi Dong stared at him.
"What if someone hears it?"
Qian Xunji Looking at her shy and anxious look, she felt so cute.
He reached out and took her into his arms.
Bibi Dong hit him in the chest, "It's all your fault!"
"Why blame me?"
"It's not because you don't care about her!"
Qian Xunji raised his eyebrows. "I feel pity for you."