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There is a stranger in the family, Wen Qiuxing gave up the habit of wearing pants only in the house, otherwise the weather would be so hot, he would strip his clothes when he came home.

In view of the lack of air conditioning in the living room, and no extra mats, the young man who was not very particular, looked up and down at the handsome man in his clothes. This man is not the level of the sleeping floor, he is embarrassed to let The other party slept on the floor and said, "Do you mind sleeping with me?"

Feng Ting could not understand the language of the backward planet. This feeling of ignorance displeased him, but the simultaneous translation function of the language on the headset had no effect on the language of young people.

It can be seen how far this small planet is from the other seven main stars.

"Huh, I'm so annoyed." Even if you don't understand, Wen Qiuxing pointed to the bed at random, then picked up her own clothes for a change, and a set of short-sleeved pajamas that broke into the cold palace for a long time.

Although he doesn't mind, he feels that others should not want to see his white, flower, and flower flesh.

Twenty minutes later, Wen Qiu waked up.

The man who took a shower before him, leaned on his 1.5-meter bed, tall and slender, and in a short time made the 1.5-meter bed nowhere to go, with no extra space at all.

Wen Qiuxing wore a black, wet hair, and found a hair dryer from the cabinet to dry her hair.

From the perspective of a blond man, the young man’s bowed back was slender and thin, and his waist was barely grasped. Against the background of thin pajamas, he was weak and could not help but wind, and there was no masculinity at all.

Feng Ting raised his eyebrows, the words of the third gender flashed in his mind.

In other words, this is a third-sex person who can become pregnant... and the other party has no defense against him and even invites him.

When the handsome man with a high status gave a blow, he saw through the mind of the young man.

"Er..." Wen Qiuxing raised his head, facing a pair of unsharp blue eyes, trembling unreasonably in his heart, only to feel that the innate conditions of foreigners were really good, but his black eyes were not bad , Aura glared back alive, shaking the hair dryer in his hand and said, "Do you want to blow it?"

He forgot to tell the foreigner just now that he was so sad when he saw that his hair was soggy.

I saw the other person nodded, his body didn't move.

Ok.

There was a socket beside the bed. Wen Qiuxing pulled out the plug, walked over with the hair dryer, and plugged in the other party. As a result, he handed it over for a long time, and the other party did not receive the blower. Where is this royal noble son? Don't even want to blow your hair?

Or will it not work?

......How can it be, unless it is mentally retarded.

Wen Qiuxing watched that the other party might have something wrong with his head. He bit his teeth, then picked up the other party's blond hair, opened the fan and started blowing.

He has never waited for others in his life, and classmate Wen became a teacher Tony today.

It took ten minutes to blow a smooth, shiny blond hair to the other party, Wen Qiuxing indifferently put away the hair dryer, ready to sleep.

After all, it was twelve, and he yawned and lay down to the edge of the bed.

And subconsciously occupy a smaller position, giving up half of the bed to tall foreign friends, it is called China's enthusiastic good citizens.

Anyway, I was wronged one night and sent to the police station tomorrow. Wen Qiuxing thought so, saying goodnight, and turned off the lights.

The room fell into darkness, but the man's eyes were still staring at the direction Wen Qiuxing had just pressed the switch.

This ancient light-off operation was only heard in legend by the court.

Lying on the narrow bed of the young man, a clear and scented breath poured into the nose of the king, faint, mixed with artificial floral fragrance, partly from the bed, and partly from the young man who radiated the hot air next door.

The scorching body temperature unique to young people, at a short distance, invades Feng Ting's keen senses, making the man who is used to being vigilant very upset.

However, the silly young man soon fell asleep, and the strange man next door did not know that he had strangled him a thousand times.

For the first time, Wen Qiuxing turned over and stretched an arm over.

The king glanced at his slender wrists. It was fine, and the young man began to lure him blatantly.

But he was not interested, and directly removed the opponent's hand.

The second time, Wen Qiuxing stretched out a leg in his sleep, which happened to press the forbidden area of ​​His Majesty the King.

According to the more daring and shameless routines of each time, when the court removed that leg, he already guessed what would happen next.

Sure enough, in the middle of the night, the persevering young man gave his whole person to his arms.

"Oh." The king chuckled and pushed away the youth.

But the other party was entangled with him like an octopus, and could not tear it off.

——

Lucky, the little brother of Earth who was strangled by aliens in his dream fell asleep until dawn, and when he opened his eyes, he didn't remember it at all. He took in a homeless foreigner last night.

I just felt something warm in my arms, and there was something under the quilt that was very obstructive. It was particularly uncomfortable and warmer than the person next to me...

After Wen Qiuxing was awake, his expression was distorted, and he immediately withdrew from Feng Ting.

"..." Tossed by him like this, the court also woke up, looked at him with his blue eyes without much sleepiness, and then turned over to get out of bed.

He didn’t dare to watch that picture, but he just thought... that he wouldn’t dare to ask for the trousers in the future, because he couldn’t wear that eye-catching effect in another ten years unless he had a second growth.

Fuck.

Wen Qiuxing ordered two takeaways on the bed, and then wandered up to change clothes.

Call the courier brother who has a long-term cooperation. There is a lot of goods today. I will go out once in the morning and once again in the afternoon.

The handsome guy in the bathroom hasn't come out after finishing all this, has it been a long time!

Wen Qiuxing said he was waiting anxiously outside the door, and thought that the capital is different, and the anger is also great.

Finally, the other party opened the door. The handsome man was still in front of him, but looking at the unpredictable face, the eyes radiated a kind of arrogance and surrogacy visible to the naked eye.

For example, after the other party knew that their language was impaired, they never spoke again.

It can be seen that he is usually a person who cherishes words like gold.

It is reminiscent of the superior who holds the weight.

"I'm sorry." Isn't Wen Qiuxing anxious? Didn't think so much, so he got into him sideways.

Even the door didn't have time to close, because there was no such habit in usual times, so he pointed at the toilet guy.

The monarch turned his head, and his eyes were right on the small, clean and clean thing, but he had no body hair...

Actually there are, but students always sweat when they leave their hair, and they are not hygienic, so they have the habit of not staying.

The other boys were even bigger when they were shaved, but he wouldn't say it anyway. Anyway, the skeleton is slender, and the body is still big except for the eyes, so there is no one that matches his rough man's soul.

I had breakfast at nine o'clock in the morning and the courier brother came.

Wen Qiuxing started to get busy.

The handsome blond guy he brought back stayed in the house, watching what they were doing without any trace.

This busy took more than ten o'clock, helped the sweaty young man to move the goods, and returned to take a shower with all his hands.

Under the cold watch of the handsome blond guy, Wen Qiuxing walked up to the other party, thinking of having a toothache when he wanted to communicate with the foreigner, scratching his head, thinking for a long time, pointing to the door: "Follow me."

Then he turned and walked to the door, looking back, Ya did not follow.

Fuck, how did you know to keep up when you ate yesterday, Wen Qiuxing thought depressively.

"Stupid." He stooped and reached for the court's hand, but the opponent held his wrist in his backhand.

Feng Ting looked deeply at the alien little thing that moved his foot in the daytime, and raised his eyebrows to show an inquiring expression.

"Hiss, you and he. Mom is really an unfamiliar white-eyed wolf..." From asking Ya to dinner last night to now, Wen Qiuxing hasn't gotten a smile and a good face from the other party, but the red marks on his wrists have not been good.

The cursed young man, as the Feng Ting suppressed his movements, pulled the other side up, precisely to signal the other side up. After all, Wen Qiuxing was not ashamed to think that he could shake a one-meter-nine tall man.

"Laozi decided to throw you at the police station, no matter, hum, well-intentioned, you should be unlucky." Wen Qiuxing said as he walked, turning back and smiling at the man from time to time.

Feng Ting was expressionless, because he could easily see that the young man's words were inconsistent with the friendly expression.

The two of them went out of the building, Wen Qiuxing followed others to see their strange vision, and pulled his wrist very depressed: "Damn, can you let go?"

He finally pulled his wrist back and Wen Qiuxing pulled out his mobile phone and called Didi.

When they walked out of the alley, the driver master came.

The monarch sat in the antique car, but only took a few glances. At the rest of the time, he still sat unattended, without any worry about the strange stars.

The noble temperament cultivated by this hierarchical society is especially incompatible with the earth in the 21st century.

It is no wonder that Wen Qiuxing regards the court as an intellectual disability.

"Police station?" The driver master confirmed, this place is a little special.

"Yes." Wen Qiuxing glanced at the next door, apparently not owing the other party, but his heart was inexplicably a little virtual, maybe this is a good person.

The nearest police station is not far from here, with a total cost of 20 yuan.

Wen Qiu awoke to get out of the car and greeted the court with his hand gestures to go with him.

The front is well, but after standing at the door, the other party looked up at the huge police badge and the police uncle who was guarded by the gun at the door, and he did not leave.

"You, what do you think I'm doing?" Wen Qiuxing was suddenly looked at like this, with a guilty conscience, does the foreigner know that he is going to throw her here...

"Go in." Wen Qiuxing gritted his teeth and took the man's arm and walked forward.

But the other party remained motionless and stood there looking at him coldly.

Mom.

Wen Qiuxing felt that this was not possible, and he couldn't stand the death stare.

This police station seems to be inaccessible. Wen Qiuxing avoided the gaze of Feng Ting, hesitated for a moment, and dragged the Feng Ting to go in another direction: "Then let's eat hot pot."

Dog. Day.

The other party followed him.

Wen Qiuxing looked at Qingtian silently, walking and wondering, could this foreigner understand hot pot?

In this way, the little brother Earth who was about to take someone to the police station and thrown away.

"..."

Not to mention, I went to the mall a while later and bought two sets of clothes and daily necessities.

When I went back to see a pile of things, my brother squatted on the floor, wondering what he was doing.

The king looked at the young man who had been squatting on the ground for a long time, and his eyes flickered slightly.

I don't know how long it has passed, and finally Wen Xiaowen, who wanted to open it, got up and turned on the computer to deal with today's orders.

After opening Taobao news, several orders were not made because he was not there.

In other words, he lost more than just a sea fishing today...

Wen Qiuxing was busy until late at night, and then distribute the goods, pack, and remember that they had not eaten dinner.

"Fuck."

A figure rushed in front of the bedroom door. The probe glanced at the blond man who was studying the computer and the food debris piled up on the table...

"What are you doing?" Wen Qiuxing suddenly felt guilty. This girl eats his house and still plays with his computer.

"Research antiques." Feng Ting said quietly.

Listening to Wen Qiuxing's ears is just a string of weird words, but not otherwise, this sound is not good enough to make people feel itchy ears.

"I ordered a takeaway." Wen Qiuxing said, taking out the trash can from the foot of the court and sweeping the trash by himself.

"Your work is done?" Feng Ting's eyes turned away from the screen, turning his head to stare at the odd thing towards him.

If he guessed right, the other party wanted to throw him to the military of this planet, or the government.

"I go out and continue packing, don't disturb my computer, just listen to the music." Wen Qiuxing said, leaning over him, extending his arms to control the mouse, and opening the song list that he often listens to.

Suddenly a melody lazy foreign language song sounded in the bedroom.

The king hated music the most before, it would make him feel a headache, and everyone in the palace knew that music would never appear in the palace.

But the violent man just raised his eyebrows at this time, and the sound of music had no effect on him, because he was very comfortable now.

As long as the young man is there, his headache will disappear.

The other party is like his medicine.

Perhaps this is the reason for his patience last night.

Recalling that tonight I will continue to be entangled in sleep like an octopus, and the king's abdomen is tight. He grumbles persuasively about the grunting of the youth.

"Then I'm going out." The two people had no consciousness of language barriers, so they output and act with care.

But the weird thing is that the atmosphere is much better than before when there was no communication.

Fortunately, when Wen Qiuxing and a foreigner were eating at a table, they asked the other party to help him out.

After all, the interior space is so small, and packed goods must be built up.

"Because of you and I will be so busy today. If you don't help, I won't have to sleep tonight." Wen Qiu waked up with a complaining look, and pulled the king directly to the work area in action, showing the other party with a demonstration of action: " Seal, go up, OK?"

king:"……"

Wen Qiuxing: "OK!

The sealing artifact is handed over to the other party, and then pats on the shoulder: "Have a good job, finish work and invite you to eat supper!"

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Qiuqiu burst into tears a few days later: Bah! Dry the yarn and **** and do it well!

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