Zhou Ziheng's stupefaction turned into a pardon. Xia Xiqing licked and kissed his ear wantonly. For some reason, the desire in his heart was like a fire, burning him out of reason.
The scent of perfume that was about to dissipate from his side neck was blown out by the temperature. The cold citrus scent made Xia Xiqing a little confused, and the hot and humid tongue tipped his side neck without any scruples. The line goes down.
He shouldn't be so impatient. Xia Xiqing knew that his failure rate was very high, but he actually had a fluke mentality.
What if he doesn’t resist...
Zhou Ziheng, who had regained his senses from the elder brother just now, pushed away Xia Xiqing who was obsessed with him, "What are you doing!"
Xia Xiqing knew this was the result, and knew that it was impossible to get it so soon. The fire that failed to succeed was so full that it almost burned his last tense nerve. He watched Zhou Ziheng stand up and support the wall of the hallway. I kept hinting to myself that the best thing I should do at this time is to accept it as soon as I see it.
Take it as soon as you see it...
But at this moment, he just didn't want to.
He stood up and pasted Zhou Ziheng's body, pressed him against the wall, and kissed him. He just doesn't want to stop now, even if these actions will cause serious consequences, Xia Xiqing can't manage it.
Drinking poison to quench thirst is better than Wangmei to quench thirst.
At least I can drink it in.
Zhou Ziheng didn't understand Xia Xiqing's motives. In his cognition, such an intimate act should happen to two people who love each other, but Xia Xiqing overthrew his inherent thinking. None of the emotions he has for himself can be included in the category of likes, he is purely out of greed.
Thinking of this, Zhou Ziheng's heart ached. He grabbed Xia Xiqing's hand and pushed him away forcefully, giving himself a breathing space.
"You are going to be in estrus, go find your little lover, they might have been waiting in line long ago." Zhou Ziheng tried to calm his breath and looked at him pretendingly.
"Zhou Ziheng, are you scared?" Xia Xiqing looked into his eyes and smiled softly, "If you are scared, we can't do it the first time and the end."
My chest is tight and painful.
He really didn't want to continue.
He has never really interacted with people and has no experience, but even so, he knows that such a deformed relationship is not in love.
"Sorry, I said, I'm not gay." Zhou Ziheng frowned slightly, and the hand holding his wrist subconsciously tightened, "I don't like men."
Xia Xiqing chuckled lightly, and the hips tied with the belt touched Zhou Ziheng's, "I know." He turned his face slightly to look at Zhou Ziheng's hand holding his wrist, like a cold handcuff, handcuffing himself underneath. step. Xia Xiqing tilted his head, leaned to the side of his raised wrist, and licked Zhou Ziheng's clenched fingers with the tip of his tongue.
Zhou Ziheng was caught off guard by this action, and his scalp was numb, and he let go of his hand in a panic. Unexpectedly, Xia Xiqing held his hand back and sent his fingers into the hot and humid mouth, licking and tangling with the smooth and soft tongue, hooking him to a deeper place.
Tobacco and musk, citrus and cold spring, the scents of completely different perfumes are rudely and charmingly blended together.
Xia Xiqing put his chest on Zhou Ziheng's chest even more presumptuously, and stuck him on this body that had fascinated him for a long time. The feeling of a foreign body in his mouth made him comfortable and uncomfortable, and the other hand wandered around Zhou Ziheng's body indiscriminately. , Grabbed his sweater for a while, and tried to find his other hand for a while.
Zhou Ziheng felt that he was going crazy, and he was about to become a madman who only wanted satisfaction, just like Xia Xiqing.
The balance in my head was shaking and tilting.
It was also at this time that Xia Xiqing took his wet fingers out of his mouth. His beautiful face was covered with a silky light, it was the sweat produced by desire, the red one. The mouth was as wet as it was, and the saliva released by the foreign body ran down to his delicate jaw line.
"Kiss." Xia Xiqing looked up at him with a hint of temptation and coquetry. Zhou Ziheng couldn't understand the look in his eyes. Xia Xiqing didn't wait for him to understand, so he kissed him, her lips rubbed against her lips, and the tip of her tongue curled up. With the tip of his tongue, his words were vaguely divided by this kiss, "It doesn't matter if you don't like men... It doesn't matter, as long as... As long as you don't dislike..."
Want to hug him. Hugging Xia Xiqing. This crazy idea occupied Zhou Ziheng's brain.
"Um... I know you are not gay..." Xia Xiqing sucked on his lips, with a greasy tone with a soothing and hypnotic tone, holding Zhou Ziheng's wet hand and guiding him on his waist, "It's okay... It’s not about being in love... I don’t need to like... ”
The words spoken during emotional enthusiasm contained the hottest breath, but it was like a basin of cold water that poured Zhou Ziheng thoroughly from head to toe.
He stretched out his hand, held Xia Xiqing's shoulders, and really pushed him away without giving him a little room to wrap him up again. While wiping his mouth with the sleeve of his sweater, he walked to the door and opened the door.
Xia Xiqing was inexplicably burning with a fire, he looked at Zhou Ziheng suspiciously, "Hey..."
"Go back." Zhou Ziheng hung his head halfway, his tone not tolerant of his beak, "Excuse me, please leave my house quickly."
He didn't know which move he made wrong, and he was so dazzled that he couldn't figure out his thoughts now. But no matter how he didn't know, he could see that Zhou Ziheng had completely cooled down. It's impossible. Having reached this point, it would be too ugly to continue to entangle and eat. Xia Xiqing pulled the sweater that fell under his shoulders and left Zhou Ziheng's house in silence.
Hearing the sound of Zhou Ziheng closing the door, Xia Xiqing was annoyed and irritated, standing still.
Obviously, I almost got it.
What is wrong.
For him, Zhou Ziheng’s difficulty has exceeded his imagination. He likes to challenge, yes, but he hopes to taste a little bit of sweetness. Every time he thinks he can succeed, he finds that he is always careless. Step into the restricted area.
What is Zhou Ziheng's restricted zone
Xia Xiqing felt that she was going crazy, really going crazy.
He stared at the door of his home, reluctant to approach it for a long time. Rejected again, he didn't want to go back to that empty house again, a man with a sense of frustration, smoking cigarettes all night like a gambler who lost everything.
Since he is unwilling, there are always people who are willing, and they are willing to be at their mercy.
Xia Xiqing stretched out his thumb and wiped the corners of his mouth, and walked towards the elevator at the end of the porch alone.
Standing behind the door of the room, Zhou Ziheng still kept the way it was when the door was closed. He heard his footsteps getting farther and farther. He didn't go home, he was going somewhere else now.
Zhou Ziheng felt fatigued, completely at two extremes from just now, his heart beating slowly and weakly, as if he was seriously ill. These days his emotions have been dragged, and sweet hallucinations have begun to appear, but he almost forgot what this person's nature is.
He walked to the bathroom and drenched himself all over, trying to wash away the remaining temperature and smell of Xia Xiqing.
It doesn't matter if you are not gay.
It doesn't matter if you don't like men.
It's just going to bed anyway, not in love.
All night, Xia Xiqing's words echoed in Zhou Ziheng's mind. Lying on the bed, he seemed to have fallen into a dream countless times, and was pulled back to reality by his voice countless times.
In the dream, it was Xia Xiqing's beautiful face, speaking to him in that light and fluttering tone.
"You don't like me anymore, do you?"
"I'm really sorry, your attraction to me ends here."
Opening his eyes suddenly, Zhou Ziheng, who was covered in cold sweat, looked at the ceiling dullly.
He had anticipated the tragic end of Xia Xiqing in love.
So it must be too late to stop now.
Xia Xiqing originally wanted to go to the bar, but when he was driving on the road, he remembered that he is no longer a person who can enter and exit the nightclub casually.
He parked the car on the side of the road, flipped through his mobile phone address book, and tried to find someone who could allow him to stay overnight, but he hesitated again. He never had the habit of sleeping with his bed partner, so every time he stayed warm, he always It was the one who left decisively.
Suddenly not knowing where to go, Xia Xiqing had to send a message to Xu Qichen.
[Xi Qing: Are you asleep? ]
I received a reply soon.
[Chen Chen: No, I'm still writing the manuscript. What's wrong? ]
I simply said a few words to Xu Qichen, avoiding the seriousness and neglecting the matter. I didn't say the reason. I just wanted to find a place with people to stay for the night. Xu Qichen didn't ask much and asked him to come over.
Xu Qichen, wearing a dark blue house suit, smiled and opened the door for him, "Come in, you don't wear well."
Xia Xiqing hugged Xu Qichen coquettishly, and when he turned his head, he saw Xia Zhixu sitting on the carpet playing games, wearing the same black home clothes as Xu Qichen.
He stared at the TV screen intently without lifting his head, his face looked good and owed, "What are you doing so late, do you have any insight into being a single dog?"
"Why, are you hungry and thirsty for a night of vacation without giving us Chenchen?" Xia Xiqing retorted sharply. Seeing Xu Qichen's ears were red next to him, he didn't continue the topic, and said to Xu Qichen with a sullen expression. "I'll sleep all night and leave tomorrow."
Xia Zhixu didn't notice that his tone was different than usual, but asked purely out of doubt, "Aren't you panicking because of the money? Go to the hotel."
Xia Xiqing didn't want to say that he just wanted to find a place with people, and he didn't want to be alone. It seemed that he was too useless. Xu Qichen could see clearly on the side and patted Xia Xiqing on the shoulder, "It doesn't matter how long you live, let's take a hot bath first, I'll put some water for you."
"You are too kind to him." Xia Zhixu complained, throwing the handle on the ground, "I can't play anymore."
Xia Xiqing let out a cry and walked to the bathroom. The limbs and hundreds of skeletons were immersed in the hot water, and he felt that he had fallen into that kind of dizzy confusion again, and Zhou Ziheng's face began to appear in his mind, he was about to fall, and his final indifference ended.
It’s so strange, he’s never been so obsessed with one, maybe because Zhou Ziheng is more difficult to seduce than anyone he meets, or maybe he really likes Zhou Ziheng’s skin, he doesn’t know why, think To get his heart is almost beyond the sum of all the previous ones.
But he also knows very well that if he wants it, it doesn't mean he likes it.
It's just a desire to conquer.
When Zhou Ziheng said that he didn't like men, he was not at all sad. Instead, he became a tempting liar, trying to help Zhou Ziheng overcome his aversion to intimacy with men, and made him try to believe that love and sex can be separated.
Although he failed. But this is normal. After all, Zhou Ziheng is a person with a moral and cleanliness. They are not the same kind of people. Even if they want to pull this moral pacesetter into the quagmire like themselves, it will take time.
After the shower, Xia Xiqing came out of the bathroom and happened to see Xia Zhixu holding Xu Qichen in his arms and playing games with him by the arm.
"Ah no, I bumped, right!"
"It's okay."
"If I lose, I won't sleep with you today, hurry up, ah, I'm going to lose!"
"You won't lose, don't panic."
To be honest, it was not the first time that he saw this scene, but I don't know why, I was very enthusiastic when I saw it today, and my heart was empty.
These two fools stumbled for ten years, and they were able to get together. Xia Xiqing always felt that this was a miracle, but he also knew that these two hearts were pure and clean. The most important thing was that they liked each other from the beginning. No matter how long the time and the distance, the relationship has not been diluted. .
He walked to the guest room alone, and lay on the bed with the heart of wanting to smoke.
Things like miracles would not happen to him. Take off this skin, no one will like such a muddy soul.
This idea has been planted since he was a child, and he has become more and more convinced as he grows older.
It was agreed to stay for one night, but Xia Xiqing stayed faceless and skinless for almost four days. If it weren’t for Jiang Yin’s call on Friday morning like a reminder, Xia Xiqing still didn’t want to leave. Xu Qichen’s cooking was delicious, and it was comfortable to get along with each other. Although Xia Zhixu was a bit annoying, it also gave him a lot of fun, much happier than alone.
But Jiang Yin reminded him that he had to fly to Shanghai to record the show on Saturday.
Because the popularity is too high, I am afraid that something will go wrong when the time comes. This time the program group has arranged unified flights and accommodation for the guests. Xia Xiqing did not reply at first, and he and Zhou Ziheng have not met or said a word in the past four days.
He originally wanted to reject Jiang Yin, but he repented before replying.
Zhou Ziheng didn't even reject the program group. What was he hesitant to do? Didn't you just fail to sleep? Why did it look like a deserter? He sent a message to Jiang Yin.
[Xia Xiqing: Zhou Ziheng also go, he didn't say anything? ]
After a while, I received news from Jiang Yin.
[Jiang Yin: Of course he went. Only Cen Zhen can't go to this episode. She has toured in Japan, and since Heng recently finished her exam, she can just record it. ]
It seems that he really didn't say anything.
He was a little bit confused by Zhou Ziheng.
In the afternoon, Xia Xiqing set off from Xu Qichen's house and went directly to the airport, wearing the same clothes he had when he went to his house, but Xu Qichen's lemon-flavored laundry detergent made him a little uncomfortable, one sneeze after another, and finally had to go to the airport before going to the airport. I bought a mask and put it on.
When he arrived at the airport, Xia Xiqing received a message from Shang Sirui. Just as he was about to reply, he heard someone calling his name. When Xia Xiqing turned around, he saw Shang Sirui wearing a red sweater and a white baseball cap.
"It's been a long time." Shang Sirui rushed over enthusiastically and hugged Xia Xiqing, closed his eyes and buried his head on his neck, and began to complain to him, "Ah, I'm exhausted recently. I'll tell you that I'm already I only slept for three hours a day for more than three days..."
"You really deserve to be Sansan." Xia Xiqing noticed that he changed his hair color, his previous light brown turned gray, "You dyed your hair again?"
Shang Sirui still buried his head and said, "I'm going back recently and changed to a new look. A few days ago, I dyed several colors to try the look. Now I've finally decided on it."
Alas, Xia Xiqing patted him on the back. I don't know why, when I saw Shang Sirui, I remembered his uncomfortable brother, "Being an idol is not easy."
There were more and more fans around, and they surrounded them. Most of them were fans of Shang Sirui, as well as some of Xia Xiqing and Zhou Ziheng. One of the little girls wearing a mask leaned forward and passed the little cake in her hand to Xia Xiqing, "Brother Xiqing, eat it."
Xia Xiqing, who was held by Shang Sirui, politely stretched out her hands and walked around to take the gift from the fans. Although she was wearing a mask, her eyes were gently bent, "Thank you."
Fans saw that Xia Xiqing was in a good mood, so they asked, "Brother Xiqing, how about self-heng?"
A group of female fans around laughed. Xia Xiqing replied softly, "I don't know, it should be coming soon."
"Why don't you stay with Ziheng."
"Xi Qing, why don't you go to P big?"
"Yes, yes, we ran to P every day after that, but you didn't go anymore."
"We went to the exhibition, and thought you would go, but the main exhibit is really amazing..."
There were more and more problems, and the tide covered him like the tide. Whenever thinking about the day, Xia Xiqing didn't want to talk, and the frustration of being rejected made him unwilling to be reconciled. Shang Sirui felt something. He raised his head from Xia Xiqing's shoulder and pulled the mask off a little, "Why don't you care about me."
The fans present were all amused by Shang Sirui.
"Sansan, why are you so milky."
"I care about you, Mother Three and Three loves you."
Shang Sirui showed a smile and hugged Xia Xiqing's waist, "Don't you think I and Xi Qing are also very good? Why don't you nudge me and his CP."
"Hahaha is the Lord forcibly pressing his head on Amway!"
"Oh my god, am I still okay?"
"Sansan is so cute~"
Shang Sirui was only slightly satisfied, and put his head back on Xia Xiqing's shoulders, closed his eyes, "I'm too sleepy, I feel that I can fall asleep even standing."
It's so childish. Xia Xiqing stretched out his hand to cover Shang Sirui's eyes, softly and softly, "Go to sleep, squint for a while, I call you." Then he gave a silent gesture to the fan who was about to scream, and then he held Shang with one hand. Si Rui's shoulder, fingers lightly patted his shoulder.
Fans didn't dare to bother Shang Sirui, so they could only silently suppress the rotten girl's heart that was about to explode, taking crazy photos and posting on Weibo, and whispered bb to change CP.
"My God, Qing Santai is blood-red, I want to climb the wall now."
"Really, neither Ziheng nor Xi Qing have hugged them. How many times have they hugged them."
"Qingsan has a complete girlfriend love, no sense of CP at all, and two sufferers will not be happy together."
"I won't climb, I have to wait for the self-honored attack."
Probably the fan's mouth was opened before Zhou Ziheng really came. A long distance away, he saw the two protagonists surrounded by everyone, Shang Sirui hugging Xia Xiqing like a koala, and Xia Xiqing hugging his shoulders, gentle and quiet.
Zhou Ziheng, who was wearing black trousers and black leather jacket, had scattered hair and did not make any styling. His long forehead was about to cover his eyes. He only wore a pair of sunglasses, chewed gum and walked over his long legs indifferently.
His figure and aura are really eye-catching.
"Fuck, I'm self-honoring."
"Oh my god, this is a good salty suit! The number one male model in the entertainment industry!"
"What's the sense of sight at the scene of catching the rape?"
The eyes under the sunglasses looked at Xia Xiqing and narrowed slightly. Xia Xiqing wore the same clothes that night, and his car has not appeared in the basement for four days.
He didn't go home for four whole days, and he has been fooling around till now.
Zhou Ziheng sneered. He should have sobered up long ago. He knew exactly what Xia Xiqing was, and almost fell into his trap.
"Xi Qing Xiqing, I'm here since Heng."
Xia Xiqing, who comforted Shang Sirui, also heard the comments from fans. He raised his head, took off his mask, and looked at Zhou Ziheng through the heavy crowd.
He stepped on those dark brown military boots and walked in his direction leisurely. It was strange to say that at first Xia Xiqing was a little bit reluctant to see this person, but now he only hopes that he wears these boots and sleeps with him.
When his eyes were facing each other, Xia Xiqing curled up the corners of his mouth, showing a hypocritical and beautiful smile.
"It's been a long time since I hung up."
Zhou Ziheng chewed the gum twice and blew a small bubble.
With a slap, the air swelled strongly, and the bubbles burst instantly.
He tilted the corner of his mouth, as if sending out some kind of challenge signal.
"have not seen you for a long time."
The short intermission failed to consume the will of either party, like two desperate boxers, when they returned to the field, the fire ignited again involuntarily.
What to do, it seems that no one wants to stop, no one thinks they will lose.