The person from the Qi family was Qi Zizhi. He was the eldest son of the Qi family and the elder brother of Qi Shuang.
The old butler respectfully welcomed the person in and served him tea: "Boss Qi, the person is about to come down, please have some tea first."
The legs of the茭白 on the stairs felt a little weak. He was not afraid, but he was coquettish. He was coquettish at the wrong time, so coquettish that it shocked the world and made the gods and ghosts weep.
Looking down from this angle, he could just see the top of the man's hair, which was short, hard and neat. He went down two or three steps and saw the man's broad and flat shoulders, which were the lines of a stern and steady man.
Jiaobai is a born gay, an undeveloped 0, who likes the old-fashioned and resolute type. He fantasizes that when his partner is having sex with him, she will tell him with a serious face not to be slutty or to scream, and look at him as if he is a class enemy, but her movements are fierce and rough.
And Qi Zizhi downstairs happens to have that attribute.
While Jiaobai was watching "Broken Wings", he took a picture of his painting, printed it out, and put it on his desk as his boyfriend.
Now,
Jiaobai went downstairs, staring at the man in his straight and dignified formal attire. In her mind were several pictures drawn by the author, including his thriving chest muscles, his well-defined abdominal muscles, his tight waist and back covered in sweat, and his hands with thick knuckles...
Now I still crave his body.
But it won’t matter. Jiaobai doesn’t want to flirt, he’s afraid of pain, and Qi Zizhi’s inhuman size means he’s not destined to be with him.
However, they still had to establish diplomatic relations because Qi Zizhi was also his good friend.
Jiaobai sat in a safe and polite position: "Boss Qi, how is Shuangshuang?"
Qi Zizhi said: "It was a close call but nothing serious happened."
"That's good." Jiaobai breathed a sigh of relief. He met Qi Zizhi's solemn expression and pursed his lips. "Is Shuangshuang allergic?"
"yes."
Jiaobai hesitated and asked: "Then who is he..."
"Yellow peach." Qi Zizhi's dark eyes revealed a sharp scrutiny.
Jiaobai let out an "ah" in a trance, stood up suddenly, his lips trembling: "I... I don't know... how could this happen... Yes, it's me, it's my fault, I... I..." You can go to hell, you bitch, ugh.
"Sit down." The wrinkles between Qi Zizhi's brows, which had been through many hardships, twisted into the shape of a "川" character.
Tears of guilt flowed from Jiaobai's eyes.
Qi Zizhi frowned, and tapped the tabletop with his fingers holding the teacup. The sound was not loud, but it was frightening. He asked solemnly, "You ate peaches in the middle of the night?"
"I was hungry... It was dried yellow peaches. I didn't know Shuangshuang was allergic to it... I just ate a small piece... He and I slept in the same bed, and he smelled the smell... We were close..." Jiaobai spoke incoherently, looking helpless and self-blaming. The original body absolutely could not have known that Qi Shuang was allergic to yellow peaches, so he was not panicked. He frankly admitted and frankly described the truth. Everything was just a coincidence. This was the only possibility.
"As far as I know, you live here and don't go out." Qi Zizhi said.
Jiaobai tore at the barbs on his index finger. His original self was indeed locked up in Qinxin Garden. What Old Lady Shen meant was that not only him, but Qi Shuang also had to stay in the garden. However, Qi Shuang had the Qi family behind him, while his original self only had the hand of fate behind him. Therefore, Qi Shuang could go to school as usual, but his original self could not. Last night was the first time he went out since he moved in.
Qi Zizhi's powerful aura burst out: "I asked Uncle Kang, and no one in the whole garden eats yellow peaches recently."
There was a stern question in that sentence: where did you get the dried yellow peaches and who gave them to you
"My husband took me to meet a friend last night," Jiaobai put his bleeding finger into his mouth and sucked it, "There were dried yellow peaches in the private room, and I secretly took a bag and brought it back."
Qi Zizhi went out to make a phone call to confirm.
Jiaobai slumped in the chair, her eyes vaguely sweeping over the man's thick and strong legs. "Don't make me suffer, and I won't plot against you."
Qi Zizhi hung up the phone and returned to the living room: "Come with me to the hospital."
"Tomorrow is okay?" Jiaobai drooped her eyelashes and slightly shifted her butt on the chair, looking uncomfortable. This expression had a clear direction.
Qi Zixiao was a gentleman, he showed no disdain or disgust, he just said: "My driver will pick you up at 8 o'clock tomorrow morning."
"Mr. Qi, take care." After Jiao Bai shouted, he ignored the old housekeeper's look of disbelief that Qi Zizhi would let him go, and walked upstairs slowly. His walking posture was a little laborious, purely because of the pain in his knees.
The old housekeeper didn't know, he thought it was wrong, and hurried back to the room to call the old lady to report the situation.
The茭白 fell on the soft bed, his hands pressed down the quilt, he closed his eyes, and made a note in the little notebook in his heart.
1: Qi Shuang was going to kill her original body, but I saved her. I sent Qi Shuang to the hospital and she had to be on IV drip for at least three days.
2: Shen Ji asked me to help him put on his shoes and forced me to kneel down, which caused my old injuries to relapse. I suffered a lot, and I will slowly settle this account.
3: Liang Dong, that kid, was frightened. He suffered a loss and will not let me go easily. Next time we meet, I will strike first.
However, Liang Dong is still in high school, and as long as Jiaobai does not leave Qinxin Garden, the chance of running into him is basically zero.
Jiaobai checked his phone, changed his password, and went to sleep.
In the original plot, the original owner was already dead, and Qi Shuang would not go to the hospital. Obviously, the butterfly effect has already occurred. What will happen in the future...
The wild rice plant started snoring.
On the first night in the comic world, Jiaobai was haunted by nightmares and woke up in a daze.
The Qi family's driver arrived at eight o'clock and took him to the hospital. Qi Zizhi's secretary, Ms. Liao, also went with them.
There was a commotion at the escalator on the first floor. When Jiaobai got closer, he realized that everyone was looking at the beautiful woman.
The beauty had her back to him, her long black hair like seaweed draped behind her, the ends of her hair sticking to her slender waist, her figure was enchanting and hot. The moment she turned around and looked up, there was a sound of gasps around her, and many people couldn't help but take pictures of her pure and coquettish appearance.
Jiaobai stopped.
Oh my god, the beauty is actually Chili Pepper!
Jiaobai couldn't help but recall the scene of Little Lajiao lying on the messy big bed last night. He wiped his nose and saw a pair of red leather shoes with high heels in front of him.
The owner of the leather shoes was holding a medical record with two words written on it: Jiang Yan.
The handwriting is elegant and graceful, with great style.
Jiaobai heard Jiang Yan say, "We meet again."
Without waiting for Jiaobai to respond, Jiang Yan moved closer to him and blew into his ear: "How does it feel to kneel down and put shoes on someone else?"
Jiaobai pushed him away with a cold face: "You were pretending to be unconscious at that time."
"I have no choice but to pretend to be unconscious. My life is at stake." Jiang Yan said ambiguously, "You know that Mr. Shen is very big."
Jiaobai frowned and said, I don’t know and I don’t want to know.
But Jiang Yan was still describing it: "When he is in the best condition, his forearm is as big as a baby's..."
The face of茭白 turned black and white. Okay, fuck it, stop talking, there’s a picture!
The author of the comic "Broken Wings" has a bad taste, and all the attackers are donkeys.
"Master Yan, it's time to go."
Jiao Bai looked in the direction of the voice coming from behind him. He opened his eyes wide in surprise. Zhang Zhen accompanied Jiang Yan to the hospital? !
Qi Yilao sent Jiang Yan to Shen Ji to sleep with, so why didn't he just give her to the other party directly
Do you want to play golf with old friends, learn from each other, and enter the same hole together
Jiaobai fell into deep thought. In the comics, many people had changed around Qi Yiliao. He recalled the plot and found that the successor to Little Lajiao was an art student.
At that time, Xiao La Jiao followed Shen Ji.
Jiaobai couldn't understand why Qi Yilao wanted to keep Xiao Lajiao with him for a while. It couldn't be like weaning a child, where he had to do it step by step and find a substitute before completely quitting it, right
Jiang Yan seemed to see Jiao Bai's confusion. He gave her an unfathomable smile and walked away with his slender waist twisted. The two legs as white as jade under her red skirt made people dizzy.
Jiaobai glanced at Ms. Liao not far away and stepped onto the escalator.
Qi Shuang is the youngest child who was spoiled in the family. He has two older brothers who allowed him to do whatever he wanted. From childhood to adulthood, he was given whatever he wanted, and if he didn't have it, he would just snatch it away. The truth was that the position of Mrs. Shen that he had his eyes on was too hot, and the Qi family couldn't get it for him, otherwise he would have sat there long ago.
As the Qi family was afraid that Qi Shuang's allergic constitution would be taken advantage of by someone with ulterior motives, they never disclosed it to the public.
Compared with popular fruits like bananas and apples, yellow peaches have a slightly smaller audience. Qi Shuang can smell the yellow peaches, but he can't get too close to them.
So last night...
Qi Shuang stared at the young man who had been in the ward for a while. He felt sick and wanted to vomit when he thought that this man was most likely breathing through his nose last night: "How did you know?"
Jiaobai was sleepy, his eyelids were drooping: "What?"
"Still pretending!" Qi Shuang's eyes turned red.
Jiaobai: “…” Why are you still feeling wronged
Shen Ji had never been interested in either of the two people from Qinxin Garden. Last night, he brought the original owner out to attend a gathering of his childhood friends because it was Old Lady Shen's idea. She asked him to pick one to take with him, and he chose one at random. However, Qi Shuang misunderstood that Shen Ji had already made a choice, and he felt an unprecedented crisis.
Qi Shuang was blinded by jealousy and lost his mind. He was thinking that as long as he killed the original owner, he would have no competitors and everything would be over.
He is just a country bumpkin who is nothing. Even if his crime is exposed, the Qi family can protect him.
The original plot was that Qi Shuang achieved her goal and successfully stepped into the Shen family's door.
He was connected to the person he really cared about.
Yes, that's right, Qi Shuang's ultimate goal is not the title of Mrs. Shen, Shen Ji is just a seesaw.
Jiao Bai's thoughts were interrupted by a flying cup of water. He caught it in time, and then another object was thrown at him. Qi Shuang was like a little shrew, throwing all kinds of things at him. He avoided those things and took a few big steps forward, pressing Qi Shuang onto the bed with great force: "Have you had enough trouble, young master?"
Qi Shuang was inexplicably frightened, and he pouted: "What are you doing, let me go, it hurts, you hurt me."
The young master acts like this when he is at home with his brothers.
Jiaobai is not his brother, so he is indifferent: "It hurts now, just pretend, I can't compare with you."
Qi Shuang's two red and swollen eyes were wide open, dumbfounded, and the next moment she struggled: "You did it on purpose, you know I'm allergic to yellow peaches, you want me to die!"
"If I really wanted you to die, I wouldn't have called for help," Jiaobai pushed him down onto the bed, "There's no need to make some things clear, if you insist..."
"Brother! Brother—uh…"
Jiao Bai covered Qi Shuang's mouth: "I thought you asked your brother's secretary to wait outside because you wanted to have a one-on-one with me and didn't want a third person to be present."
Qi Shuang calmed down and begged for mercy with his eyes: Don’t cover me, let’s talk it out.
The young master has a pair of eyes that can speak, very moving.
Jiaobai pulled the hand covering his mouth away a little: "I have a business deal I want to discuss with you."
Qi Shuang sprayed malicious abuse on Jiao Bai's palm, which had not yet been completely removed: "No need to talk! Get lost! You bastard!"
Calling him a dog is fine, but he is also a mixed-breed dog. How can you tolerate this? Jiao Bai grabbed the quilt and covered Qi Shuang's head with it, sneering: "Guess what, if the old lady knew that you didn't want to be her daughter-in-law at all, but wanted to beat her..."
Qi Shuang in the quilt was kicking and waving her arms like crazy.
Jiaobai gathered the quilt, wrapped Qi Shuang tightly, and said a name into his ear.