Bo Yanqi returned to the bedroom with his phone and saw Qi Si drowsily sprawled by the bed. His eyes were still open, but his gaze had already gone unfocused.
He looked completely fucked stupid.
Watching this scene, Bo Yanqi's Adam's apple bobbed unconsciously, and a faint red glow rose in his eyes again.
But with two ticking time bombs in his hands, Bo Yanqi could only temporarily suppress the restlessness in his heart. He walked over with the phone, sat down beside Qi Si, and gently pinched his cheek.
"Don't sleep. Your brother called."
"Mmph..." Qi Si's fingers twitched.
Bo Yanqi suspected that Qi Si had not understood a single word he had just said.
After thinking it over, he added, "He called a lot. He's probably really angry now."
"Mmph..." Qi Si responded again, though he probably had no idea what he was responding to.
Bo Yanqi silently counted down from five in his head.
5, 4, 3, 2...
1.
"Huh? What did you just say?" Qi Si raised his head slightly, looking at Bo Yanqi in confusion. "Who called what? Called who?"
Listening to Qi Si's muddled words, Bo Yanqi's mouth twitched. He wanted to laugh, but felt that would be pretty heartless.
"Ahem... I said your brother called. He called a whole bunch of times," Bo Yanqi repeated.
Qi Si blinked. About a minute later, his brain finally decoded what that meant, and he immediately rolled over and scrambled up.
Only halfway up, his waist gave out. If Bo Yanqi had not caught him quickly and pulled him into his arms, he probably would have collapsed face-first onto the bed.
Leaning against Bo Yanqi's chest, Qi Si rubbed his waist and thighs, baring his teeth in pain. His expression looked somewhat ferocious.
"Bo Yanqi, you're fucking