"..." Xia Yihui thought he had heard it wrong, and looked up at Zhang Qingyu with a dazed expression, his eyelashes trembling wildly.
Zhang Qingyu lowered his eyes and returned a firm look.
"You mean going to bed," Xia Yi swallowed his saliva, thought for a while, and said carefully, "Do you mean sleeping under the quilt or... the piston movement?"
Zhang Qingyu's face froze: "... what do you think?"
"Damn it." Xia Yi turned blue, and couldn't help cursing in a low voice. Glancing at the hurt in the other person's eyes, Xia Yihui wiped his face and said apologetically, "I'm sorry, I'm not angry that we did it, I just feel..."
In the middle of the conversation, Xia Yihui really couldn't continue.
He lost his virginity inexplicably, and slept with a male god among male gods like Zhang Qingyu, and he didn't remember anything.
Just very angry!
But it can't be said that he is angry about this, after all, a 26-year-old virgin is quite rare.
Zhang Qingyu's expression turned cold, "What do you think? It's disgusting to have sex with someone you don't love?"
Xia Yihui was stunned: "I didn't mean that..."
Zhang Qingyu interrupted him and said directly: "There is no need to get angry, we have already broken up."
"Ah..." Xia Yi dragged his turn back for a long time, and sighed regretfully, "So it's already divided."
Zhang Qingyu was half a head taller than Xia Yihui. At this time, the two were hugging each other, their eyes collided up and down, and they looked extremely intimate.
Xia Yihui's sigh was really too much like a breath of relief, giving people the illusion of 'fortunately we got a share'.
Zhang Qingyu's eyes flashed, he pursed his lips and said nothing, and was about to push Xia away. Unexpectedly, Xia turned his back on the guest, and directly reached out to grab him back, and hugged him tightly.
Zhang Qingyu froze, with his arms raised in the air, as if hesitating whether to caress Xia Yihui's back.
"In order to prevent the barrage from hearing this kind of private conversation, I can only maintain this posture, sorry." Xia Yihui whispered in Zhang Qingyu's ear.
Putting down his arms, the light in Zhang Qingyu's eyes went out again. After a pause, he said, "What do you want to ask?"
Xia Yihui originally planned to ask what happened ten years ago, why he lost many memories for no reason. Later, Xia Yi thought about it, he should do things in a step-by-step manner, so he should ask about private matters first.
Xia Yihui whispered, "How many times have we done this in total?"
Zhang Qingyu: "..."
He was already thin-skinned, and what he had just said with Xia was already the limit, and the discussion was completely overwhelmed. It's just right to talk about living here, and the old things will be sealed up here, and it is enough for only him to know about some things.
"Don't try." Zhang Qingyu said firmly, "No matter what you ask, I won't answer."
Xia Yi held Zhang Qingyu's face in his hands, and said seriously: "Even if we broke up, we have to figure it out, otherwise I will feel itchy."
It was too close, and I could feel the warm breath of the other party blowing on my cheek.
The air became inexplicably dry.
Zhang Qingyu looked at Xia Yihui who was close at hand, turned his head and forgot what he had said, "Once."
Xia Yi was startled: "Only once?"
"..." Zhang Qingyu pursed her lips, and did not speak anymore.
Xia Yi knew himself too well, he immediately reacted, and said clearly: "Couldn't this be the only time to break up?"
Zhang Qingyu froze. Although he didn't speak, his reaction was enough to explain everything.
"My God." Xia Yihui covered his face, and carried out a deep self-contempt.
He always had a weird sense of guilt. He ran away after going to the house, unknowingly becoming a legendary scumbag.
When the two looked at each other speechlessly, there was another knock on the door outside.
Although I wanted to ask more questions, it was obvious that Zhang Qingyu would not speak again for a while.
Xia Yihui felt helpless, so he had to take two steps back and ran to open the door.
Outside was Xia Yihui's manager, as soon as she saw Xia Yihui, her words crackled open.
"My little ancestor," the agent said in a low voice with a pale face, "they are all dead, you guys are too interested in this."
"Are people gathering in the hall now?" Xia Yihui didn't bother to explain, and focused on the dungeon for the time being.
The agent complained: "That's right, stop talking nonsense, hurry up. Young Master Zhang is so disrespectful, he actually hugged you in the public dressing room. It's dirty and messy, isn't this the taste of rich people? ?”
"..." Xia Yi wanted to cover his mouth, but in the end, his hand speed was not as fast as the agent's lady's mouth speed.
"Xia Xia, don't look at how good-looking Zhang Shaochang is. In the end, he is not a beast dominated by his lower body. I can warn you, it's fine to treat him as a benefactor, but don't let your true feelings fall. Piledriver for money."
Seeing the broker's heart-to-heart look, Xia Yihui was a little amused, and turned around and called, "Hey, rich pile driver, come out and make a pile."
As soon as he moved, Zhang Qingyu behind him was half exposed. The latter just looked at the manager blankly and didn't say a word, but his aura was extremely bluffing.
"Puff, cough, cough..." The manager was stunned for a few seconds before he realized it, and was suddenly full of panic.
God damn it! He thought Zhang Qingyu would leave after finishing his work, why did he stay here? What to do, he just said something bad about the boss, will he die? Oh, you must die!
The manager's lady burst into tears, as if she had seen the words 'early laid off' beckoning to herself.
**
The dressing room is not far from the central hall, and it takes about ten minutes to walk to the venue.
It is said to be the central hall, but it is actually the venue where the final awards are presented. The conference hall was full of 5,000 people, and it was originally set to have audience seats, media seats, star seats, etc.
Now that there is a murder case, all the guests who will participate in the award ceremony, Wuyang Wuyang, are crowded together, plus security, field recording and other staff, there are a total of 500 people.
At the top is a large platform surrounded by fluorescent screens on three sides. The red carpet spread out under it, reflecting the blushing faces of the people in the first half of the venue.
In addition, the scene was simply chaotic, with people walking around, and their ears were filled with noise and shouting.
The camera for the live broadcast was placed in front of the platform, and the wires were laid on the ground, trampled by the crowd.
On weekdays, there must be staff reminding near this kind of machine line, let alone stepping on it, even approaching is not allowed. Now that the airline is being treated like this, it is obvious that this murder case has successfully caused everyone to panic.
"Young Master Zhang!" A handsome young man with a baby face in a gray suit jumped out and greeted Zhang Qingyu cheerfully.
Zhang Qingyu glanced at him indifferently and said nothing.
The baby face has the face of a Korean traffic niche, and his Teddy curly hair makes him even more cute.
He didn't seem to care about Zhang Qingyu's attitude at all, and he continued to be close and said: "Young Master Zhang, you don't remember me so soon? I am the third male number in your investment film this time."
As he said that, taking advantage of the chaotic situation, he suddenly took two steps closer and said ambiguously, "Half a month ago, the Roman Rolland group party, do you still remember?"
Zhang Qingyu said indifferently: "I don't remember."
"Pfft." Xia Yihui couldn't hold back his smile beside him. Xindao Zhang Qingyu is not much better than himself, yet he has obtained such a promiscuous role.
With a personality that blushes at the touch of a touch, and also plays a group P, Zhang Qingyu is miserable, this dungeon is probably going to be OOC non-stop.
Hearing Xia Yihui's laughter, the smile on the baby's face froze, and he yelled in an extremely artificial way, "Oh, so Senior Xia was there too. I'm sorry, I didn't see Senior just now."
He yelled so loudly that many people nearby looked over. Seeing Zhang Qingyu, exclamations came from all directions. This place immediately became the focus of everyone.
Xia Yi nodded and smiled, and said, "Just talk about your stuff, just pretend that I don't exist." The subtext is that if you continue to flirt, he will eat melons.
The baby face waved his hands again and again, and said with a guilty face, "Senior Xia, don't misunderstand, I was joking with Young Master Zhang just now. Young Master Zhang and I just met once, absolutely, absolutely nothing happened!"
In the end, as if he was afraid that Xia Yi would not doubt it, he also emphasized carefully: "You should be the rightful owner, no one can take him away from you."
The onlookers were all insiders in the entertainment industry, and everyone knew about Xia Yihui and Zhang Qingyu's mess. At this time, when they heard this sentence, everyone's faces were quite complicated, with a little ridicule, and it seemed a little ironic.
Feeling the sudden increase of unkind eyes on his body, Xia Yi raised his eyebrows and glanced at Zhang Qingyu.
What Baby Face said was really interesting, it seemed to be flattering him, but it was actually sowing discord.
Elevating the status of the little lover who was kept so high, it was like talking about Zhang Qingyu's true love.
According to the original character of the dungeon, Zhang Qingyu will definitely take back part of the preferential treatment he gave Xia Yihui once these words come out, so as not to make him appear so special. Otherwise, where would he put his young master's face? The actor regards it as true love, isn't this a joke.
According to the rule of not being OOC, Zhang Qingyu had to do things in line with the character's character.
No matter what kind of character he gets, there must be only one decision to make it not OOC.
That is to lose face in public.
Fearing that the matter would not be too big, the baby face smiled and said: "Young Master Zhang, tell me, am I right?"
The reason why Babyface is so confident is because this incident has happened once before.
It was almost the same situation that time, except that it was replaced by the little lover who was arrogant and demanded too much.
At that time, Zhang Shao was hunting for sex in the bar, and the little lover directly brought someone to the club to question him face to face.
Everyone felt that Zhang Shaodong was really emotional at that time. Little lovers want a house, a house, a car, a car, and resources, and they have resources. They are affectionate, almost no different from lovers.
At that time, Zhang Shao didn't do anything, just "block" and solved everything.
The little lover cried and cried, unable to call back the sympathy from the benefactor. Zhang Shao has always had zero tolerance for little lovers who put themselves too high.
Everyone is waiting to see Xia Yihui's good show.
What will happen this time? Banning is unlikely, but cold reception is definitely there.
Xia Yihui was also very helpless. In order not to be ooc, it's okay to be ridiculed a little bit, he is not a glass heart. Getting through is the most important thing.
He looked at Zhang Qingyu, nodded slightly, and gave him a look. He believed that Zhang Qingyu understood what he meant.
When all eyes were on Zhang Qingyu's thin lips, he nodded and said, "Yes."
There was silence around, and everyone looked at each other, looking at Zhang Qingyu in disbelief.
"Ah?" The baby-faced face was still a little confused, as if it didn't understand what happened.
"Of course he is the rightful lord." Zhang Qingyu's eyes deepened, he looked at Xia Yihui and said without a word, "He is the only person in my life."
The audience was in an uproar.
For the first time Xia felt dizzy.
No, Zhang Qingyu's operation is absolutely forced to OOC.