BE Crazy Demon Survival System

It's not so much a pro, it's a hard hit, but the contact position is a little coincidental.

The undeniable fact of touching the corners of the mouth made Xu Qichen's mentality even more exploding than the intense pain that all the teeth and bones hit together.

Isn't this the original plot?

Why is this happening?

It doesn't fit my own setting for the first kiss at all.

It's tacky and not romantic.

But even so, the heart is still beating and beating to the extreme.

Xu Qichen covered his bleeding mouth, hissed with pain, and took a breath. He wanted to get up as if nothing happened, but found that Mu Yao raised his hand and covered his head.

Xu Qichen was startled, "Did you bump your head? Are you okay?" He wanted to break Muyao's hand to help him see, but the other party insisted not to take his hand away.

Mu Yao's voice was muffled.

"I'm fine, I didn't bump into it."

"Let me see."

"No."

"why?"

"Don't just don't."

Xu Qichen frowned, and the blood slowly flowed down the corners of his mouth, so painful that the corners of his mouth twitched. Mu Yao saw him with a look of a hundred percent on his face. He stretched out a hand and wiped the corner of his mouth. Bleeding, I'm going to buy band-aids later."

It should have been a bit embarrassing to be rubbed the corner of the mouth by the other party.

However, all Xu Qichen's attention was attracted by the uncovered little ear on Mu Yao's head.

"ear!"

People like Xu Qichen who have little emotional ups and downs are so happy that their voices are raised up.

Mu Yao was a little bit dumbfounded, "Are you so happy?"

Xu Qichen had forgotten that he was still lying on Mu Yao's body, and nodded with a pursed mouth.

Mu Yao sighed, with an expression that you couldn't help but put down the other hand covering his ears.

"Can I squeeze it?"

Mu Yao nodded.

With the approval of the other party, Xu Qichen carefully stretched out his hand and gently pinched one of the shaggy black ears.

So soft.

The pinched ear moved by himself after he let go.

This kind of wonderful touch is hard to describe, like a huge flat Q jelly, Xu Qichen is even a little addicted, just pinch both hands together.

Haha.

Haha.

"Hey, is that enough?"

Hearing Mu Yao's words, Xu Qichen squeezed the last two quickly, and then replied seriously: "Well, that's enough."

"Then senior, shouldn't you get up from me?" Mu Yao raised his eyebrows, "Is this position very comfortable?"

Only then did Xu Qichen react, and he got up from Mu Yao in a panic and sat aside.

The feeling of heartbeat reappeared again, pulling back all the attention that had been distracted by the ears.

Hearing Mu Yao's hissing breath, Xu Qichen raised his eyes and saw that the corners of Mu Yao's mouth were also full of blood.

"You are bleeding here too."

Mu Yao chuckled lightly and pointed at the corner of his mouth, "Is this it?"

He stretched out his thumb to wipe off the blood from his lips, but did so very slowly.

"It's your blood."

With the end of this simple statement, the thumb rubbed against the skin of the mouth and gradually moved to the lips.

Sticking out the tip of his tongue, he unconsciously licked the blood-stained fingertip.

This action is like throwing a lighted match into an abandoned timber factory filled with gasoline.

With a bang, the flames filled the sky.

The destructive power is amazing.

Perhaps driven by the already confused nerves, Xu Qichen actually jumped up and grabbed the hand that Mu Yao had just licked, and wiped his thumb clean with his clothes, without saying a word.

Mu Yao couldn't help but laughed presumptuously.

This person is so cute that it is puzzling.

When he laughed, Hu’s tooth touched the wound in his mouth, and it was so painful that Xu Qichen saw it and quickly asked, “Didn’t you say it’s my blood?”

"Yes," Mu Yao opened his lips, "I'm cracked inside."

Fortunately, it was not broken outside.

Otherwise, both of them have band-aids on their lips, which is too eye-catching.

Xu Qichen moved the corners of his mouth, and finally said nothing. But Mu Yao's stomach rang twice, breaking the silence.

"Senior, I'm hungry." Mu Yao narrowed his mouth, "I didn't eat much at noon and came over to help the senior move."

It was so obvious that it couldn't be more obvious, but Xu Qichen had to accept it because of his coquettish tone, and he really felt guilty.

"Then... what are you going to eat?"

Ah, my ears moved.

This means happy.

Just half-pushing and half-situating, followed Mu Yao to a nearby supermarket. When he went out, he ran into a roommate who lived in the master bedroom, a boy with a plain appearance and a little shabby appearance.

At five o'clock in the afternoon, there were not many people in the supermarket. Muyao pushed the car and Xu Qichen walked in front.

"Do you like tomatoes?"

"dislike."

"What about broccoli?"

"hate."

Xu Qichen stopped, turned around and asked, "Then what do you like to eat?"

Mu Yao raised his hand, patted the hat on his head again and again, thought about it seriously, and then concluded: "Meat."

Xu Qichen shook his head, took three tomatoes, another handful of lettuce, put it in the shopping cart, then walked to the fresh food area, bought a sirloin, and bought another bream.

"Do you know all of these?"

This question made Xu Qichen laugh and cry, "I will buy it because I know how to do it."

Mu Yao nodded, and the two went to buy some seasonings and daily necessities.

A place like a supermarket was one of Xu Qichen's least favorite places to visit in the past, because it was too life-like, and seldom saw people alone, often dragging their families, or in pairs.

And myself, like an outlier in this warm place.

One person picks things, one person pushes the shopping cart, one person checks out, and the last person carries a heavy bag home.

Dull and lonely.

"Why stand in a daze?"

Suddenly he recovered and realized that he was not alone.

"Nothing, it's almost there, let's check out."

Xu Qichen discovered that taking Mu Yao with him has a very significant advantage, that is, he doesn't need him to do all the hard work. On the way home, Mu Yao alone carried large bags and small bags without any effort.

When he returned home, Xu Qichen sent Mu Yao to rest. Mu Yao didn't listen to anything. He had to move a chair and sit in the kitchen door watching Xu Qichen cooking.

This feeling is weird.

"How about you help me wash the dishes."

Mu Yao stood up happily, "Okay." After saying that, he went into the kitchen to help. In the two-bedroom and one-living house, the kitchen space was not much larger. Two boys stood in it and turned around. Bumped together. There was no way, Mu Yao could only give up and listened to Xu Qichen's words and went back to the room to play games.

Xu Qichen hasn't cooked for a long time.

I used to live with an aunt who didn’t know how to do housework. I had to learn how to cook by myself. I slowly got it done and my craftsmanship got better and better. But when I lived alone, I lost my enthusiasm for cooking. .

Sitting at the table alone, eating nothing is interesting.

Just when Mu Yao waited until he was about to fall asleep, he smelled the fragrance of the food.

"Ok?"

Xu Qichen turned his head and saw Mu Yao leaning on the door frame of the kitchen, with his head stretched out and looking inside.

"Yeah." Xu Qichen handed the casserole over to Mu Yao, "take it out."

There was no table for eating in the bedroom, so they brought all the dishes to the dining table in the living room near the kitchen. After finishing cleaning, Xu Qichen took off his apron and knocked on the door of the master bedroom.

The door opened.

The boy pushed the black-rimmed glasses on the bridge of his nose, "Is there something wrong?"

Xu Qichen is not very good at talking to strangers, but the kitchen and living room were originally shared. He always felt that he should at least say hello to his roommate, "I made something to eat, do you want to eat with us?"

The boy crossed Xu Qichen and looked at the dining table at the back. The expression on his face was a bit hesitant, but he declined in the end.

Xu Qichen didn't say anything. He walked to the table, filled a bowl of rice upside down on the plate, put some dishes on the plate, and knocked on his roommate's door again while holding the plate.

The boy was a little impatient when he opened the door, but he was taken aback when he saw the plate in Xu Qichen's hand.

"You probably haven't eaten this point yet, I will give you some so that you don't have to go out to eat." Xu Qichen smiled at him.

The other party took the plate blankly and watched Xu Qichen walk back to the dining table. It took a long time before he closed his room door.

Mu Yao, who was sitting at the table, had waited for a long time, shaking his chopsticks gently.

"Eat it."

"Wait for you."

Xu Qichen smiled and opened the lid of the casserole. The rich aroma was mixed with the steaming heat. "This is a tomato sirloin pot." He said that he put a few pieces on the rice with a spoon for Mu Yao.

Muyao took a bite of beef and put it in his mouth. The heat was just right, and the beef was stewed very softly. The waxy beef tendon melted in the mouth, soaked in the sour and sweet taste of tomatoes.

"Is it tasty?"

Mu Yao nodded again and again. It was so delicious that he had lost his basic language ability, his mouth was so full that he could not chew, and his chopsticks stretched out to the braised fish next to him.

"Why is this fish so delicious? It's so delicious."

Xu Qichen propped his chin with the palm of his hand, watching Mu Yao eating while talking about how to do it, "I marinated the fish with a knife for a while before I got out of the pot. After the oil is heated, it will be fried into golden brown. The crisper the outside. , It will taste better when it is stewed. Oh, by the way, I use ground beef, minced garlic and light soy sauce to stir-fry together and heat the water for the stew. It will be very fragrant, the unique secret recipe."

Mu Yao's eyes were full of approval, but the chopsticks still couldn't stop.

I have eaten several times with Mu Yao. This time Xu Qichen has seen Mu Yao eat the most. The rice is mixed with soup, bowl after bowl, and I blame Xu Qichen for making it so delicious that he eats more The more hungry.

Just looking at him, Xu Qichen felt full.

While waiting for dinner, Mu Yao turned on the TV in the living room. Xu Qichen deliberately turned down the volume for fear of making roommates noise.

There was a youth series with no plot just now, and it has now become social news.

[At 10 o’clock in the evening on September 18, a citizen found a seriously injured worker in the Xinnan Road Development Zone near the oil factory. He was suspected of being attacked by wild animals. Relevant departments are actively investigating and appealing to the general public to avoid traveling alone. Go to remote suburbs...]

Xu Qichen glanced at the TV, and fortunately all the pictures he captured were mosaicked.

Wildlife attack?

There is always a huge sense of contradiction when these words appear in modern cities.

Looking back at Mu Yao, the other party seemed to be completely unconcerned, and continued to fight with the braised fish with almost only the bones left.

"Can't eat anymore." Xu Qichen clamped Mu Yao's chopsticks with his own chopsticks.

Mu Yao still wanted to bargain, "One last bite."

"Then you eat green vegetables."

Xu Qichen put a chopsticks and green vegetables in his bowl.

Although he only likes meat, Xu Qichen's food was picked up by Xu Qichen, and Mu Yao still ate it very favorably.

Xu Qichen felt very satisfied with a table of dishes, almost nothing left.

"Don't move, I'll take it." Mu Yao stopped Xu Qichen who was about to finish washing the dishes, pushed him onto the sofa and sat down, and took care of the mess.

In this way, there is really an illusion of living together.

When he sent Muyao downstairs, the other party still sighed with a look of dismay: "I don't know when it will be the next time I eat the meal prepared by the senior."

Seeing him like this, Xu Qichen couldn't help laughing, thinking of his ears that popped out before, so he waved at him, "You lower your head a little."

Although he didn't know what he was going to do, Mu Yao lowered his head very obediently.

Xu Qichen raised his baseball cap from a small angle and looked at it under the dim street light.

The little ears really disappeared.

On the one hand I felt relieved, on the other hand I was a little disappointed.

I wanted to touch it before I left, and I was afraid that he would be discovered by others when he returned.

However, he was a little curious.

"Why do ears pop out today?"

Mu Yao was stunned, and scratched the hair stubble on the back of his head, "Well... it's probably painful, it will come out when encountering strong stimulation..."

Xu Qichen nodded, "That's it..." The expression was pure and worried, "Then you have to be careful in the future, otherwise it will be easy to find."

Successfully passed the blunder.

Mu Yao was slightly relieved in his heart, and couldn't help laughing at the dullness of the person in front of him.

Stupid, and always make people be careful.

When Xu Qichen got up to work the next morning, he saw a post-it note in the hallway.

[Thank you for the meal, it is delicious! 】

My mood suddenly became very good.

Xu Qichen found a pen, added a word of no thanks at the end, and hurried to work.

The company's atmosphere is more relaxed than he thought, but his predecessors said that this is because the company has just completed a large project recently, and it has been relatively idle these days, so there is not so much work to help him.

Although Xu Qichen still can't be as cheerful and sunny as Ye Han, he has also learned how to take the initiative to communicate with others. In addition, he always has a gentle and humble appearance, and quickly established friendly relations with his colleagues. .

The only headache is that I have to go back to school to study probability theory with my freshman.

I thought the boss would not agree, but after hearing Xu Qichen's explanation, the boss laughed.

"Is it that Mediterranean? He is still the director!" The boss motioned to Xu Qichen to sit down, "I tell you, I was polished from him back then, and I fully understand your current mood."

Xu Qichen laughed a few times. It turned out to be an alumnus.

"It's okay, it's a good thing to learn more, not everything can be done again. Professional courses will only be one big class a week, you just have to go when you have time, anyway, I haven't been so busy recently that there is no one. No more."

Xu Qichen repeatedly said thank you, and the boss waved his hand, "It's a trivial matter. Then help me talk to the Mediterranean, oh no, Director Liu, please say hello."

Xu Qichen nodded and left the office.

Mu Yao was right.

To some extent, his luck is indeed good.

Unsurprisingly, the teacher of probability theory is the Mediterranean, but fortunately it is the last big class on Friday, so that Xu Qichen does not need to delay too much time at work. He only needs to leave work two hours earlier on Friday afternoon. The class is over on the weekend.

According to the class schedule sent to him by Mu Yao, Xu Qichen found the place for the class. When he arrived at the door, he took a look. There were already a lot of students in it, but everyone was originally a freshman, and they weren’t familiar with each other. It is not strange to see Xu Qichen.

As soon as I walked to the door, looking for Mu Yao's figure, I saw a person who was sleeping on the seat suddenly raised his head, rubbed his eyes and looked towards the door.

So timely.

Is it smelling again?

The moment he saw Xu Qichen, his bewildered eyes lit up, Mu Yao waved to the door, and Xu Qichen walked over with his bag on his back.

"I have a seat for you."

Xu Qichen was stunned as he watched him take his schoolbag away from the occupied seat.

Mu Yao did not occupy the position beside him.

A girl walked to the window, "It's so dark, I opened the curtains."

With a bang, the sun broke free of the barrier that drifted with the wind, and covered Muyao's body radiantly. He did not wear the black T-shirt that he wears most often, but a simple white short sleeve without any decoration. Divide his outline into two distinct parts.

Tiny, dust particles suspended in the air are like tiny and flooded noise in film photos.

Blurred his outline.

"Sit down."

The seat he gave himself was the front seat.

At this moment, Xu Qichen almost had hallucinations.

I thought it was back ten years ago.