Qian Qi woke up in an unfamiliar bed.
Not my own home, not a hotel.
Qian Qi turned over, first saw the small umbrella that had been torn down on the ground, and then realized that he had lost consciousness from the waist down, and his forehead was garbled.
... fuck it, it's broken.
The electronic watch at the head of the bed was rattling, and when Qian Qi looked up in soreness, he pulled his muscles, bared his teeth, and looked like a dying pheasant.
… Fortunately, only slept for one night.
He reluctantly reached out and picked up the phone, pressed it twice, but it was out of power.
After sorting out the chaotic thoughts and sifting through all kinds of information in his mind, Qian Qi confirmed that there was no announcement today, and then returned to bed softly, thinking about his current situation.
The bad news is that he was picked up by someone, and then he had a good time.
The good news is that, looking at the decoration, the person who had one night with him should be a young man with a good family background and good quality - his body is dry, there is no alcohol smell, and there is no stickiness. Obviously, he has been properly cleaned.
He turned over again.
The soft bed made a creaking sound, and a little brown teddy seemed to be sensitive to the sound, and ran in with joy, licking the hand that was hanging on the side of the bed, and found that it was neither a familiar formula nor a familiar formula. The taste of the smell, with watery eyes, tilted his head and thought, and relaxed a dog's heart, and licked it a lot, and it was like a once-in-a-lifetime familiarity.
Very disrespectful.
Qian Qi tapped its head with his fingers and gently flicked it away. Who would have thought that it would come up again with a shy face.
"you're awake?"
Qian Qi was worrying about how to deal with this dog, and when he heard this voice, he looked up.
"… It's you?"
… I have confirmed the eyes, and it is the person who roams together.
Like Qian Qi, Liu Che is also famous in this circle.
The two of them are both sons and brothers who are famous, and the lace news can take up a thick page of a monthly magazine each.
However, because the money period is traffic, all the news that can be covered has been covered. Although there are occasional rumors, it is only the tip of the iceberg.
The two met face-to-face in the same field more than once, but I didn't expect that the first contact was a wave of intimacy and crazy output.
Liu Che leaned against the bedroom door, a slender cigarette just lit between his fingers: "Do you mind smoking?"
"mind."
Qian Qi didn't hate cigarettes, and he quite liked the brand of cigarettes Liu Che smoked, but he was in a bad mood and wanted to make a point.
Unexpectedly, Liu Che really pinched the cigarette.
Qian Qi spread out his hand: "Give me one."
Liu Che raised his eyebrows, took out a cigarette case from his pajama pocket, noticed Qian Qi's difficulty in getting up, and stepped forward, put the filter of the new cigarette into Qian Qi's mouth, and lit the cigarette for him.
Qian Qi shook his hands and took two puffs, almost shaking the ashes on Liu Che's bed.
After Liu Che found out, he walked to the side of the bed and sat down, letting that Teddy hug his calf and clamber up, and took out the cigarette from Qian Qi's mouth.
Qian Qi frowned slightly: "Hello."
Liu Che couldn't help him to say more, and half commanded: "Just let me pump it."
Qian Qi's hands were also weak, so he simply listened to his words and took a few sips along his posture. He found that it was labor-saving and worry-free, so he slowly swallowed a few sips according to him. .
Both parties are old drivers, and they habitually make tricks, but neither of them bothered the other, but they smiled knowingly.
Liu Che crossed Erlang's legs: "How do you feel?"
Qian Qi still remembered the sporadic episodes that happened last night.
Comparing Qianqi's previous experience, Liu Che's technology and hardware are considered the best of the best.
He objectively commented: "It's okay. Ninety-seven."
Liu Che was curious: "Where is the three-point deduction?"
Qian Qi commented: "The underwear I changed is new and doesn't fit well."
Liu Che naturally took the cigarette out of his mouth and put it on his mouth: "I will pay attention next time."
Qian Qi wiped his lips: "You don't think there will be a next time, do you?"
Liu Che asked back, "Why not?"
The two looked at each other and smiled, but both read a little challenge in each other's eyes.
They were originally people who played well in the entertainment field. The so-called rotten pot with a crooked lid, and the bastard looking at mung beans, is the same reason. They understand all the rules on the bright side and the dark side, and flirting is already a habitual action.
But each of their subjects is carefully selected, trying to avoid playing with the old hands.
After all, the veterans are the ones who take the initiative to choose their prey. They have been in the circle for a long time, and they are all a little bit inexplicably proud of themselves, and no one wants to be selected by others.
To avoid the veterans is to avoid their respective edges and live in peace, which is a tacit understanding.
Unexpectedly, this accident brought Qian Qi and Liu Che together.
One is a wealthy and wealthy family member, and the other is an old fried dough stick that has already been refined in the entertainment industry. No one owes anyone, and no one asks for anyone, and his attitude is quite equal.
In the first verbal confrontation, neither of the two got any favors.
This is the first time for both of them.
In addition to feeling novel, there was also a feeling that had never occurred before.
Liu Che ordered porridge for Qian Qi, and after watching him eat, he felt strong before sending him home.
When I drove to the community where Qian Qi lived, Qian Qi groped to unfasten his seat belt: "Don't drive in. I don't know how many long guns, short guns, and cannons are catching cats in the corners. I was only photographed two days ago. Once, if something happens again, my agent will tear me apart."
However, his tone was quite casual, and he obviously didn't take being torn seriously.
Liu Che knew very well what Qian Qiti was doing.
Just slept with him, got out of bed, and casually mentioned the scandal with others, just to stimulate him to be jealous and questioning.
Liu Che was calm, didn't answer the call, just turned the steering wheel and turned into the community.
Seeing that he didn't listen to him, Qian Qi knew that his little trick was unsuccessful, and fell to the passenger seat with his arms crossed.
Liu Che looked at him in the rearview mirror: "What are you thinking about?"
Qian Qi rubbed his temples: "How can I explain it to my agent in case I'm photographed. ... Are you the driver of the car-hailing I called?"
Liu Che said, "Yes. The online car-hailing driver drives a BMW."
With that said, he drove into the underground garage of the community and asked him, "Which one?"
Qian Qi was slightly surprised to report the specific number of buildings: "Are you familiar with this place?"
"I came here to send two or three little stars."
Qian Qi realized, supported Yi with one hand, and said with a smile, "They didn't pick up on you to stir up scandals?"
"There was a young man who was chasing pure beauty. There was another who was frying CP with an actress in the same drama." Liu Che said casually, "I would walk around when I met paparazzi, I was very scared."
While talking, the car had already driven to the underground elevator of Qianqi's apartment.
Liu Che stopped steadily, the car just stopped right in front of the elevator, and the passenger's door was facing the elevator door.
As long as the money period does not look back, the paparazzi who are in ambush in the dark will never be able to see the people who get off the car and take the elevator.
Liu Che crossed halfway and unbuckled Qian Qi's seat belt.
Qian Qi let him help, and looked down at him with a half-smile, "You don't need to think so for me, do you?"
Liu Che also looked up at him: "Aren't you afraid of paparazzi?"
"They all depend on me for food." Qian Qi pointed at his nose and said arrogantly, "I am the father."
Liu Che laughed.
After unfastening it, Liu Che pulled the rebounding seat belt in time, locked him with his arms lightly and not too heavy, and placed a light kiss on the corner of his mouth: "See you next time."
Qian Qi smacked his lips and kissed back.
The same angle, the same casual intensity: "See you next time."
He got out of the car and pressed the up button on the entry elevator.
The elevator moved down one layer at a time, and the two silver outer walls that were close together vaguely reflected Qianji's face and the BMW behind him.
… Liu Che waited for him to leave before driving away.
Qian Qi shrugged.
This time he was drunk to draw a line from the person from the past.
For that person, Qian Qi had thought about a change, and even unconsciously behaved naively in front of him.
In retrospect, Qian Qi felt that he was ridiculous at that time.
He must have liked Chi Song, but he probably didn't like it deeply enough.
After all, he never thought that he would protect him like a jade for the vague goodwill he had when he was a child.
Thinking of it this way, it was indeed more suitable for him to have such a decadent day.
The elevator has arrived.
Qian Qi stretched out his sore arms and legs, and after taking a long step into it, the sound of the engine starting came from behind him.
He was quite interested in Liu Che.
In the circle, Liu Che's reputation is not small, there are rumors that he has been in love with Chi Song for a long time.
There are basically no secrets in the circle, and accordingly, Liu Che should also know who he is worrying about.
In this way, regardless of good or bad, they are quite connected, and maybe they will meet again.
Qian Qi thought so, but he didn't expect this "next meeting" to come so quickly.
The author has something to say: A strategy showdown between two pure old drivers.
It's probably a short story qwq