Please draw your way of death

Chapter 36

"Ning Mianzhong, what time did you book the car for tomorrow? Can you make it in time?" In the elevator, Meng Qishu put one hand in his pocket and held the phone in the other. Instead of looking at his own phone screen, he turned his head to look at the person beside him. s face.

Since they were discharged from the hospital, the two of them visited all the famous scenic spots in Lin'an, and it was already the sixth night in Lin'an, and it was time to think about going back to Jincheng.

I don't know if the previous agreement has worked out, the two of them tacitly didn't mention anything about their relationship in the past few days, and they had a good time.

"Nine o'clock tomorrow morning, is it late?" Ning Mian finally prepared, and showed him the screenshot of the ticket purchase.

"Yes..." Meng Qishu leaned over to look at his phone screen, unaware of the ever-compressing distance between the two.

At the same time, there was a "ding" sound from the elevator, the elevator door slowly opened, and their floor had arrived.

Meng Qishu raised his eyes and glanced at the door, and was about to straighten up and walk out. During the movement of getting up, his gaze finally met Ning Mian who was looking down at him, and he was stunned for a moment.

Has he... been looking at himself?

The footsteps leaning over hadn't been taken back yet, Meng Qishu's shoulder was even touching that person tightly, he raised his head slightly, and for a moment he forgot what he was going to do next.

Ning Mian had no expression on his face, just looked at him silently, when the elevator door was slowly closing, he lowered his head slightly, and planted a kiss on Meng Qishu's lips.

"...Here we are, let's go back." Ning Mian finally took half a step back, and pressed her finger on the door-opening button of the elevator.

Meng Qishu belatedly looked at Ning Mian's back as he finally left the elevator, and let out a slow "ah" in his head.

It seems... more and more adapted.

This shouldn't be a good sign...

Back in the room, neither of them mentioned the kiss just now, as if everything just now was just an illusion.

Meng Qishu threw his coat on the outer bed, changed his shoes and went to the bathroom as usual, opened the door halfway, and suddenly thought of something to say.

"Then I'll wash it first?" He turned his head to look at Ning Mian who was on the other bed and finally said.

"Yes." Ning Mian finally answered very naturally.

It must be an illusion.

Meng Qishu thought, and went into the bathroom.

When the sound of water came from the bathroom, Ning Mian finally subconsciously turned her head to look over.

The bathroom in the hotel is made of double-sided impermeable glass, which was beyond Ning Mianzhong's cognition at one time, but fortunately, under the light of this glass, only a blurred figure can be seen. Can't see anything.

But the decoration style of this hotel is quite good. There are at least five modes for the main lights and auxiliary lights.

Ning Mian finally looked away from the bathroom, took the remote control on the bedside table, and planned to adjust the lights.

In fact, there are many switches on the remote control. He lived in this hotel for three days, and he has never tried anything except the light button, but it is probably not a very useful function.

Ning Mian finally adjusted the light to a suitable brightness, and was about to put it back into the box on the bedside table, when the side with buttons on the remote control bumped into the edge of the box suddenly, and I don't know which button was hit.

"..." Ning Mian finally took a brief look in the room, but found nothing changed.

Sure enough, it's a function of no great use, even if you touch it, you don't know what it's... what's the use...

Just as she was thinking, Ning Mianzhong's eyes suddenly turned to the direction of the bathroom, half of her mind froze when she thought about it, and she almost crushed the remote control in her hand.

If I remember correctly... the bathroom seems to be made of double-sided impermeable material?

But why can he see the scene in the bathroom from the room?

Or full HD without coding?

Meng Qishu in the bathroom didn't seem to notice anything unusual. He turned sideways and picked up the shower gel on the shelf beside him. When he glanced over, he didn't stop at all, as if he didn't know what had happened to the bathroom wall.

Ning Mian finally glanced at the window from the corner of her eye, stood up silently and pulled the already tight curtains a little tighter.

It still looks one-sided.

That's right, if I had double-sided perspective, I'm afraid I'm going to be packed out tonight.

When Meng Qishu finished washing and was about to come out, Ning Mian hadn't figured out which button to turn off this thing.

But... if I don't do anything, I'm afraid I'm going to end the game.

So Ning Mian could only rely on memory to press the button that might have been knocked just now. Fortunately, it seemed that she really pressed the right button. The moment Meng Qishu opened the bathroom door, the one-sided see-through thing finally Restored to the original appearance.

So when Meng Qishu was wiping his hair and walking out, he saw that Ning Mianzhong, who was sitting by the bed, had a strange look on his face.

No, he didn't do anything, why was he so flustered?

"Why is the light so dim?" Meng Qishu frowned, didn't say anything, stepped forward to take the remote control from him, and turned back the light that had been dimmed by Ning Mian's last operation just now.

"I'm going to bed soon, shouldn't it be darker?" Ning Mian finally said nonsense seriously.

"Not yet?" Meng Qishu glanced at his watch, it was only past nine o'clock, "The car at nine o'clock tomorrow morning, so you don't have to go to bed so early."

Besides, the lights hadn't been dimmed so early in the past few days.

But Meng Qishu didn't think much about it, he threw the remote control on the bed, and went to the cabinet to find the hair dryer: "By the way, remember to adjust the water temperature when you wash it later, I think it's a bit high."

"Okay." Ning Mian breathed a sigh of relief, walked around him and walked to the bathroom.

When Ning Mian finally took off her clothes and turned on the shower, the sound of Meng Qishu's hair dryer outside the bathroom just stopped, and the sound of footsteps walked back to the bed.

Accompanied by the sound of the edge of the bed sinking, Ning Mian in the bathroom finally felt a flash of light in front of her eyes, and the frosted glass instantly turned into an ordinary mirror, reflecting the scene in the room clearly.

So the hand that was about to adjust the water temperature trembled, and it was twisted to the end in an instant!

Meng Qishu, who was sitting on the bed, frowned, pulled out the remote control that was half pressed by him from the bed, and before he put it back on the table, he heard a "bang" sound from the bathroom.

Looking over, behind the frosted glass, the black shadow shrunk into a small ball, as if it had fallen.

"Ning Mianzhong, are you okay?" Meng Qishu hesitated for a moment, put the remote control back on the table, and asked.

How can you fall after taking a shower?

After a long time, a seemingly calm voice came from the bathroom: "...it's okay."

"..." Meng Qishu glanced at the glass suspiciously, hooked the knuckles of one hand on the neckline of the bathrobe, and pulled it down slightly.

I just took a shower with hot water and dried my hair, it seems a little hot.

"Ning Mian, where is the remote control of the air conditioner?"

"Isn't it on the table by the bed?"

Meng Qishu loosened his neckline, got up and went to the bedside to find the remote control of the air conditioner.

Maybe it was the material of the bathrobe. When he bent over to search on the table, the bathrobe stuck to his lower back, which made his waist look very thin for no reason.

It's really... hot without knowing it.

Ning Mian finally pursed her lips and watched him rummaging in the room, her mouth felt dry for a while.He turned his head and pressed the switch to turn on the cold water, allowing the heat to subside gradually in the coolness.

Meng Qishu, who was idle in the room, dug out a bottle of orange juice from nowhere, poured it into a glass and took a few sips when he was startled by a loud knock on the door, filling the glass with orange juice Sprinkle half in an instant.

He put the cup on the table, took out two tissues from the tissue box, glanced at the half of the water on the ground, wiped his hands and walked to the door to open: "Who is there?"

"Ning... Hey, it's you, Meng Qishu?" The door opened, revealing Shao Shiyi's indifferent and cold face, but she ruined the icy atmosphere completely with just one mouthful, "I heard Brother said that you have been playing in Lin'an these two days, do you share a room?"

"One room, two beds." Meng Qishu knew what she was thinking and interrupted in time.

Having experienced so much, it is impossible to say that you have no eyesight to see.

"Ah, it's all the same."

Anyway, how to sleep in the middle of the night depends on the person, not the bed.

"Where's Brother Ning?"

"He? Taking a shower." Meng Qishu said, looking at the bathroom behind him, "Do you need me to call him for you?"

By the way, it's been a long time since I washed it, isn't it good?

"No need, I'm just here to deliver something." Shao Shiyi waved his hands again and again, and stuffed two big gift bags in his hand with a smile, and didn't leave much behind: "I'm catching a plane to leave Lin'an tonight. Give me some small gifts. There is nothing else, I will not stay any longer, and we will talk next time when I have time!"

"Okay, thank you." Meng Qi Shumu escorted her into the elevator, and when the door was closed, she suddenly realized something was wrong.

Shao Shiyi sent something to Ning Mian, so it's a bit too natural for him to receive it on his behalf?

"..." Meng Qishu threw the things on Ning Mianzhong's bed, and his eyes caught the orange juice he had spilled on the floor just now, so he pulled out a few paper towels, wiped off the traces and threw them into the trash can.

His hands are sticky, when will Ning Mian finally come out?

Just as she was thinking, there was a sudden sound of opening the bathroom door, Ning Mian was walking out while tying the belt of her bathrobe, her hair was wet but she didn't wipe it with a towel.

Meng Qishu let out a breath, got up and walked to the bathroom, wanting to wash his hands: "You can figure it out, just now Shao Shiyi came over to give you something, and I put it on your bed."

"Yeah." Ning Mian actually heard the conversation just now. He watched Meng Qishu put his hand on the handle of the bathroom door, and wanted to stop it, but he stretched his hand halfway and put it down silently.

He held his breath and waited for three seconds. Sure enough, as soon as Meng Qishu stepped in, his breathless voice came from his back: "Ning Mian finally... come in..."

Ning Mian finally pushed the door open, and saw Meng Qishu's back facing her, staring at the transparent glass with a stiff back: "Is this thing transparent just now?"

He didn't pay attention at all when he washed it.

"Let's see it on one side..." Ning Mian finally said vaguely.

"You know?" Meng Qishu looked back at him, his expression was a bit indescribable, as if there was a bit of suspicious hatred in the burst of three views.

"..." Ning Mian finally knew it, but it was the first time he knew it, and Meng Qishu must not let Meng Qishu know that this thing was not just one-sided, "Speaking of which, you did it."

Meng Qishu pursed his lips, the shock in his eyes hadn't subsided, and there were a few more question marks for no reason.

"I was halfway through the wash, and you seem to have pressed the remote control."

That's why he heard Ning Mianzhong's wrestling sound?

So this guy has been washing for so long?

This visual stimulation, no one can wash it well!

"I'm going to find the remote control..." Meng Qishu took a deep breath and was about to walk out, his whole head was in a daze.

How could Ning Mian dare to let him touch the remote control? If it was accidentally changed to the outside, Meng Qishu would definitely suspect it.

"Let me do the remote control. Isn't it okay for you to go into the bathroom? You do yours first."

Meng Qishu glanced at Ning Mian, who was blocking the door of the bathroom, his head was in a mess, and he was full of thoughts to quickly turn off this thing, it was too frightening to stimulate the nerves, so he pushed Ning Mian and was about to go out: "No, no, I will do it myself."

However, Meng Qishu failed to leave the bathroom. As soon as he stepped out of the bathroom door, Ning Mian finally pulled back his collar and pressed him against the wall, followed by two warm lips covering him.

Meng Qishu stared wide-eyed at Ning Mian's face that was so close at hand, his mind went blank for a moment.

Different from the previous ones, this time the kiss obviously had a deeper meaning, forcing Meng Qishu to be unable to resist, and almost forgot what he was going to do just now.

"Hmm!" Meng Qishu raised his head slightly, originally intending to avoid taking a breather, but unexpectedly, it catered to Ning Mianchu's movements even more, and was pulled into a deeper confusion in an instant.

"Meng Qishu..." After an unknown amount of time, Ning Mian finally let go of him, leaned over to his ear and let out a hot breath, with an unsteady voice, "...do you know how long I've endured it?"

"..." Meng Qishu panted slightly, looked down at his shoulder with a blank gaze, suddenly, he frowned suddenly, put one hand on Ning Mianzhong's shoulder and pushed it effortlessly, slightly tilted. Turn your head to avoid his movements, "Don't..."

Ning Mian finally rubbed his lips against his earlobe, buried her head in his neck, and hugged him tighter: "Don't be afraid, I won't do anything. Don't move, let me hold you for a while, just for a while... ..."

"Ning Mian finally..." Meng Qishu's voice was still a little hoarse, he let the other party's arm clasped behind his back to tighten again and again, and he clenched his fist, "Are you an idiot?"

Damn, it's hard for him to be so indifferent...

Ning Mian didn't answer him in the end, she closed her eyes and leaned against his shoulder to calm down, then suddenly heard Meng Qishu say another word.

"continue or not?"

Ning Mian was stunned for a moment, let go of him a little bit, and looked at the expression on his face, as if she wanted to confirm it again.

But Meng Qishu closed his eyes and didn't look at him. He leaned his head against the wall and tilted his head slightly, revealing the sacrificial neck, with a little red on his face: "I'm not responsible for what I did... ..."

Ning Mian finally got a lump in his throat, lowered his head to kiss his Adam's apple, his eyes were darkened, "I don't want you to be responsible..."

Just let him take charge.

The author says:

Today is a [-]-character chapter (the prediction was wrong, I originally wanted to post it on New Year’s Eve~)