No words all night.

When he woke up from the bed, Qiao Yang checked his body.

Nothing happened except that the clothes were pulled under my arms, the abdomen were pressed against the quilt, and my chest was occupied by Xiaoyu's hands, as was last Saturday.

Well? The pants seem to be looser.

Qiao Yang touched it, but didn't feel anything unusual.

He looked down at Xiaoyu and was still sleeping while holding him.

I'm really not honest when I sleep, and I don't know how she looks like when she sleeps alone.

Qiao Yang carefully took off Xiaoyu's hand and sat up on the bed.

Look at the smart watch again.

Time: 8:30 am.

"The system has 13 hours left."

Yesterday I had discussed two systems with Xiaoyu.

Judging from previous tasks, these two systems are basically mostly kind to them.

So what will it look like after upgrading?

People are always curious about unknown things and are also afraid.

Qiao Yang is no exception. He has expectations and nervousness in his heart.

But it is a very stupid act to reject new things because of fear.

All they can do now is to keep waiting and watching.

"Well? Why did you wake up so early and sleep for a little longer?"

Yang Xiaoyu, who felt that her arms suddenly became empty, opened her eyes in a daze and reached out to pull the clothes on Qiao Yang.

"It's getting late, it's time to get up and go to the studio."

Qiao Yang turned around and saw Xiaoyu's lazy look, and pinched her little face.

"Well, okay."

Yang Xiaoyu was pinched, wrinkled her nose, pushed Qiao Yang's hand away, half-squinted her eyes, and blew up sleepily, sat up and prepared to take off her clothes.

Qiao Yang turned his head alertly, hurriedly put on the hotel slippers and walked towards the bathroom.

Finding that she was being avoided again, Yang Xiaoyu stuck out her tongue dissatisfied with Qiao Yang's back, and was not in a hurry to wear her clothes, so she picked up her phone first.

In the bathroom, the sound of water flowing.

She held her phone and looked at the information displayed on the system and began to mutter:

"A wishing system, are you a bad system or a good system?"

"If you are a good system, after this upgrade, you can't make a wish every time you fail like before." Yang Xiaoyu said, poking the screen of her phone, just like accusing her unsatisfactory child.

She still has a lot of resentment about the last wish before the system update, which failed twice in a row.

After a while.

"Xiaoyu, have you changed your clothes..."

Qiao Yang had already washed up and thought that Xiaoyu should have changed her clothes, so he walked out of the bathroom.

It was like Xiaoyu sitting on the bed wearing the little rabbit underwear from last night and a light pink bra.

Yang Xiaoyu, who was still looking at her phone, was startled by Qiao Yang's sudden appearance and subconsciously grabbed the quilt to block her body.

Wait awkward!

He is my boyfriend, why do I hide it?

Yang Xiaoyu reacted first, stretched out her arm and pushed her hand, and the quilt was ruthlessly abandoned to the side.

Facing Qiao Yang who was still stunned, he opened his arms and replied obediently:

"No, the clothes are so hard to wear, please help me."

“…”

It’s not the Hanfu from yesterday, it’s hard to wear, so there’s a ghost.

Qiao Yang, with red ears, turned around silently, with his back facing Xiaoyu.

"No hurry, I'll wait for you outside."

Then regardless of Xiaoyu's reaction, Qiao Yang picked up his shoes, opened the door, went out and closed it again, and finished it in one go.

Leaning against the door of the room, Qiao Yang swallowed and took several deep breaths.

Is this the interaction between boyfriend and girlfriend? It's too exciting.

Qiao Yang didn't know when he could last, but now he could no longer bear it.

As expected, it is very difficult to have a pure love relationship.

"No, you can't just fall into carnal sensuality."

Qiao Yang shook his head hard.

There are six days left in the next, and I can't hold on now, and I don't know what the life will be like in the future.

Before the system was updated, he fell into sensuality first, and the system would release related tasks.

He has no reason not to do it.

I got rewarded after being intimate with Xiaoyu several times, and it felt like I was selling Xiaoyu and earning rewards.

Just thinking about it made him shudder.

"Yo, my dear brother, how did you sleep last night."

In my heart, I kept convinced myself to forget the scene just now. After Qiao Yang put on his shoes, Qiao just picked up his slippers and stood up. Qiao Jiao appeared from the corridor of the hotel and came over to say hello with a cheerful look on his face.

"Why are you here?"

As soon as Qiao Yang saw Qiao Jiao, he immediately escaped from the smile that was teased by Xiaoyu just now.

All that remains is impatient.

Qiao Jiao, who is out of line, always appears to be unexpected troubles, and he has become a conditioned reflex.

Qiao Jiao has long been accustomed to Qiao Yang's attitude and doesn't care.

He walked over and hugged Qiao Yang's shoulder and blinked ambiguously, "I've been with Xiaoyu a few times yesterday. If you have weak legs, as a stand-in, I can play your scene for you today."

"Are you here to be my substitute today? Why do you go to the studio directly?" Qiao Yang ignored Qiao Jiao's previous words and continued to ask.

"I'm worried that your body will not be able to bear it, so I'll come here to help."

"Please answer my questions positively."

"It's so ruthless. You didn't answer my question." Qiao Jiao pointed downstairs with no sadness in his eyes, "It's Xiaoyu's roommate, why are you calling Xiaohong? Her aunt took her to the studio. I took a ride and came over to take a look."

"Zhao Xiaohong's aunt? Did she bring you to the hotel?"

"Yes, the person who brought you here yesterday has already arrived at the studio. She originally asked you to go to the studio by yourself, but she said she was fine and came to pick you up on her own."

Speaking of Liu Xuxu, Qiao Yang didn't see her yesterday and almost forgot about the original author.

Since filming the movie, Qiao Yang has felt many familiar scenes, and he inevitably has some doubts.

Maybe it can be found in Liu Xuxu.

"Where is Xiaoyu? You're fine, is it Xiaoyu's fault?" Qiao Jiao was suddenly excited, "The young man is strong, and the girl is holding the wall. Brother, you can do it, but you can actually let Xiaoyu lie on the bed. Will I be an uncle next year?"

"Get out and go downstairs, it's not your business here."

Qiao Jiao stared at the hotel door with excitement and rubbed his hands obscenely. Qiao Yang was embarrassed at first sight and pushed him aside.

Knock on the door.

"Xiaoyu, are you okay? It's time for us to leave. Zhao Xiaohong's aunt is waiting below."

"Well, okay, come here."

Yang Xiaoyu in the room responded.

Not long after, the room door was opened.

Seeing Qiao Jiao at the door, he shouted to him, "Good morning."

"Yeah, siblings, don't be polite. If you feel uncomfortable, let Qiao Yang take responsibility for what he does. He should take responsibility for what he does."

"What responsibility?" Yang Xiaoyu was stunned for a moment. Seeing Qiao Jiao blinking ambiguously, she immediately understood and her face turned red.

Although nothing happened yesterday, if Qiao Jiao thought so, it would be a good opportunity.

Yang Xiaoyu approached Qiao Yang and pulled the corner of Qiao Yang's clothes with her little hand.

"I didn't sleep well yesterday and I was a little sleepy. Can you carry me?"
To be continued...