The way of heaven is reincarnation, who is forgiven by heaven.
Xia Xiqing, who has been rowing for twenty-five years without using oars, did not expect that he would have a car overturned one day, so she would still overturn in front of Xu Qichen. He broke free from Zhou Ziheng's arms and wiped his mouth indiscriminately, "Um... what... Chenchen, listen to me to explain..."
"He listened to you to explain." Zhou Ziheng stretched his hand across his chin and pointed at Xu Qichen, who was naked to the upper body. "What about me? Wouldn't you explain to me?"
Xia Xiqing was choked and coughed twice, "You...you wait..."
"Why should I wait?" Zhou Ziheng looked dissatisfied, and simply untied the tie that Xia Xiqing had torn apart just now, and took off his jacket and threw it on the cabinet in the hallway. Xia Xiqing could not speak, and reached out to touch his side waist as if touching the back of a puppy. This soothing gesture made Zhou Ziheng very useful.
Xu Qichen took a few steps back awkwardly, grabbed a small blanket on the sofa and put it on his body. Only then did he feel more at ease. He thought about reasonable and reasonable words, "Uh... so your relationship..."
"We have nothing to do!" Xia Xiqing, with a guilty conscience, automatically turned on the answer mode. As soon as he blurted out, Zhou Ziheng grabbed his wrist, "It doesn't matter?!"
"Is it really okay..." The expression on Xu Qichen's face was embarrassed and confused. "Or I took a bath for too long and my eyesight was dazzled... Didn't you two just kiss?"
It's not a normal kiss, it's a very deep kiss.
Damn, it's a little too memorable. Xia Xiqing smiled awkwardly and tugged Zhou Ziheng, every word was squeezed out between his teeth, "Didn't you just say you want to come in and sit, you should go sit." Turning his head and saying to Xu Qichen, "I am. Explain it to you, let's sit down first."
As a result, the three people sat on the floor facing each other, and the awkward encounter just now turned into a more awkward meeting, and the atmosphere was extremely subtle.
"What is the relationship between the two of you?" Xu Qichen went straight ahead and issued a soul torture.
"This..." Xia Xiqing didn't know how to answer this question, "Anyway, it's not the kind of relationship you think..."
Xu Qichen's eyes widened: "What kind of relationship do I think?"
Zhou Ziheng truncated: "That's that-kind of-relationship." Those two words were deliberately emphasized by him.
"Really? God..."
"It's not..." Xia Xiqing was here to bite his tongue and commit suicide. Although he was guilty and liked to play these things, Xu Qichen had a good time, but just let him admit to Xu Qichen that he and Zhou Ziheng were an impure friendship. Xia Xiqing always felt unable to wipe the face.
"But you all... just kissed." Xu Qichen said the last three words very quietly.
"Then... I'm not kissing someone else for the first time." Xia Xiqing's mouth seemed to contain a date, deliberately making every word ambiguous, and his eyes were aimed at other places, "I can't kiss you." It's all..."
Zhou Ziheng grabbed his wrist again with an unhappy expression, "So you mean you often go out to kiss other people now?"
"I didn't!" Xia Xiqing died unjustly, "How did you launch this. I either record shows or paint at home every day, where I can find someone to kiss him."
Xu Qichen calmly analyzed, "Then you mean, you never kissed anyone since you met him? Then you still said that the two of you are okay?"
Damn it, I met two logical ghosts at once, absolutely.
"So I said it matters." Zhou Ziheng looked at Xu Qichen, and Xu Qichen nodded deeply at him, "I think too."
"Yes, if you two say yes," Xia Xiqing held up his hands in a surrender gesture.
Xu Qichen turned around and asked Zhou Ziheng, "What are you doing here."
"I..." Zhou Ziheng answered the question with a sharp glance, "I'll sit for five minutes." The only thing that was wrong was that he added the accent to the word "sit".
"Do, do it for five minutes?" Xu Qichen's eyes stared like copper bells, "How about five minutes..."
Xia Xiqing was driven crazy by the two of them, "Sit-down-it-sit-"
Xu Qichen looked at his face dubiously without speaking. Although Xia Xiqing has no face, he still retains the spirit of Ah Q in his heart. Fortunately, there is only Xu Qichen here. Otherwise, his first name will be like this. "We are really not what you think. I will not tell you for a while. Understand... Anyway, you just assumed that you didn't see anything."
Xu Qichen is serious, and the expression on his face is obedient and honest: "But I saw it."
"you… "
"Not only did I see it, I have to go out and talk nonsense."
Xia Xiqing took a deep breath, fearing that he would be so breathless. He took Xu Qichen's hand and began to pretend to be pitiful, "I beg you, my dear Chenchen, don't go out and talk nonsense, especially your guy, he can laugh forever."
Zhou Ziheng heard the words [Chen Chen Dabaoer] almost never happened on the spot, his temples jumped and he stretched out Xia Xiqing's hand, "Are you so afraid that others will know our relationship?" His expression The change was surprisingly fast, and the corners of my eyes drooped like a puppy, almost sobbing, "I don't mind, why are you hiding from Xu Bian? Am I so shameless..."
Xia Xi really took it, and he opened Zhou Ziheng's hand in disgust, "It's time for you to join the group, you are so fucking addicted to drama."
"Um, Ziheng, let me tell you," Xu Qichen tugged at Zhou Ziheng's arm, the expression on his face was sympathetic and sincere, "Xi Qing seems to be very carefree, but in fact it is not, well, he is very carefree. but… "
"Don't worry, I thank you." Xia Xiqing took the lead in covering Xu Qichen's mouth, "Hey, it's not early, you should go home, otherwise Xia Zhixu will trouble me again."
Xu Qichen was pushed to stand up by him, "Then what am I wearing."
"Walk around, let's go to the cloakroom, what you want to wear, you can wear a suit." Xia Xiqing pushed his shoulders and walked towards the second floor, and the gap upstairs turned back and gave Zhou Ziheng a look. Knife.
What's all this, let him put it on the table.
Xia Xiqing's cloakroom is surprisingly large. The two rows of shirts are all hung according to the color classification, and all the clothes are arranged according to the color system. The visual impact is obvious at a glance. Xu Qichen had to sigh, he is indeed an artist, and he has such an artistic sense even for obsessive-compulsive disorder.
But these clothes were not his usual style. Xu Qichen turned around and found that there was a casual outfit, crimson sweater and sweatpants hanging inside, which was incompatible with the other clothes here. It didn’t look like Xia Xiqing’s usual taste. But it should be quite comfortable.
"The underpants in the drawer are all brand new, you can take them whatever you like." Xia Xiqing's voice came in from outside.
"Oh." Xu Qichen took off the hanging casual clothes, changed his clothes slowly and walked out, pulling his sleeves, "This suit is a bit big..."
Xia Xiqing was smoking a cigarette, but when he saw Xu Qichen wearing the suit Zhou Ziheng gave him, the dazzling red sweater, his hands trembling abruptly, and the ashes fell on the tiger's mouth, making him very hot.
"No... Chenchen, why are you wearing this one with so many clothes there." Xia Xiqing coughed and pushed Xu Qichen in before Zhou Ziheng didn't see it. "This one is too big. You can change it. There are many." He picked up a white shirt, "This one must look good on you. Just wear this one, and this pair of black pants. I remember Xia Zhixu has a similar one. Come here, my brother will match it with you. A couple outfit."
There was a suspicious expression on Xu Qichen's face. Xia Xiqing was too diligent. He took the clothes in his hand confusedly, "Then I'll change it."
Xia Xiqing's hanging heart fell back. If Xu Qichen was seen by Zhou Ziheng while wearing this suit, he would be cautious.
Hey, it's not right, why should he care about Zhou Ziheng's eagerness or not
As if pretending to be three villains in his mind, the two punched and kicked at Xia Xiqing's brain nerves. The remaining one was busy setting up the broken thread, and it was all the fucking wrong.
"Why do you guys take so long."
Hearing Zhou Ziheng's voice, Xia Xiqing withdrew from the inexplicable theater in the brain, "Just that suit doesn't fit, wait a moment."
Zhou Ziheng smiled and stretched out his hand to take Xia Xiqing's waist, and led him to him, lowering his voice as if he was doing something bad, "Can you kiss me now?"
Xia Xiqing found that he was particularly afraid of him talking with a smile like this now, especially when he used the tone of asking for instructions on the edge of his ears, the voice was electrified, and he was numb all over.
"You are addicted to it." Xia Xiqing puffed out a cigarette on his face, and smiled in the mist, "You can take advantage of this time to get mad, and I will clean up you when there is no one."
"You didn't hook me in the eyes of everyone before," Zhou Ziheng stretched out his hand and passed through the smoke to clear Li Xia Xiqing's crooked collarbone neckline, "I thought you waved at all times."
After finishing the order, Zhou Ziheng flexed his index finger and rubbed Xia Xiqing's apple with his knuckles.
This set of actions is even more irritating than actually coming up to kiss him.
Xia Xiqing really took it. It turned out that Zhou Ziheng was a damn talented player. He started learning crazy as soon as he turned on a strange button. Now his sultry skills are almost catching up with him. This was the one who didn't even dare to listen to the word deep throat at the time. Innocent little virgin
"Be honest." Xia Xiqing held his finger. By coincidence, Xu Qichen came out right now, with a coat in his hand, "I think it's a bit cold to wear a white shirt. Can I wear this coat?"
In the next second, Xia Xiqing discovered that the coat Xu Qichen was holding was the gray-green jacket that he secretly wore when he pretended to be drunk
Fuck, Xu Qichen's hand was definitely opened.
"Hey don't wear this one," Xia Xiqing loosened Zhou Ziheng's finger and walked over to grab Xu Qichen's shoulder and take him back to the cloakroom. "This one is too thick and I have thin ones..."
"Don't, just wear this one." Zhou Ziheng's voice suddenly appeared from behind.
"Huh?" Xu Qichen turned his head to look at him, "Why?"
"Don't bother..." Xia Xiqing pulled Xu Qichen a hand, but heard Zhou Ziheng speak behind him.
"Because this is my coat." When he turned his head, he watched him smiling at the corner of his mouth.
Xu Qichen was stunned for a moment, and quickly let go of his hand subconsciously, seeing that the coat was about to fall off, and was caught by Xia Xiqing quickly.
"You still lied to me that the two of you are okay?" Xu Qichen's eyes widened a little, "He put his clothes in your house." There are a few big words written on his face-you two must have slept.
"It's just a relationship, I've said it all." Zhou Ziheng smiled, "That kind of relationship."
Xia Xiqing was completely put out by the two of them. He was really self-inflicted and couldn't live. He didn't expect this to happen when he put on his coat.
Xu Qichen was originally smart, but he suddenly felt wrong, "Is that set just now also his own? I said how big it is." Seeing Xia Xiqing not speaking and tacitly acquiescing, Xu Qichen completely figured it out. He turned around and asked Zhou Ziheng. "Wait a minute, do you live opposite?"
Zhou Ziheng tilted his head, "Yes."
"Fuck..." Xia Xiqing took turns to be full of the taste of face-to-face slaps.
Xu Qichen looked at Xia Xiqing with a sad expression, "Xi Qing, we have been friends for so many years, you actually lied to me, and you are hiding it from me." Seeing Xu Qichen's mouth was deflated, Xia Xiqing had a headache. No, I didn't mean to lie to you, this matter is too complicated, listen to me..."
"I won't listen." Xu Qichen pretended to be going downstairs, "I want to go home."
"Don't, I really didn't intend to lie to you." Xia Xiqing couldn't move, "Don't be angry."
Xu Qichen stopped, "Then I won't be angry if you promise me to audition."
Damn it, dare to wait for me here. Xia Xiqing suddenly felt that he had been placed one.
"If you don't agree, I'll leave if you don't."
"Wait, wait..." Xia Xiqing squeezed her hair, "I'm considering..."
"Well, I will forgive you if you go, and I won't tell Xia Zhixu, don't worry." Xu Qichen smiled and went downstairs, waved to Xia Xiqing in the middle of the stairs, and leaned back. Zhou Ziheng at the railing on the second floor smiled, "I'm leaving, I won't bother you."
Zhou Ziheng smiled with a spring breeze.
Only Xia Xiqing couldn't laugh, and when he heard the sound of closing the door, he turned around and made a middle finger to Zhou Ziheng in the middle of the stairs. Zhou Ziheng walked his long legs down the stairs step by step, and unbuttoned the two buttons on the top of his shirt easily. This figure, this aura, is a capitalized scum.
Xia Xiqing watched him walk to the same step where he was standing, and his eyes glanced to the other side. He didn't want to make Zhou Ziheng's face so quickly, and he looked like a soft persimmon. He thrust the coat in his hand to Zhou Ziheng's face, "Hold your coat and get out."
"Oh." Zhou Ziheng took the coat off his head, and walked down the stairs with a stubborn expression.
Hey no, why don't you follow the routine
"Wait a minute."
Zhou Ziheng stood under the stairs, looking back at him.
"That's my coat." Xia Xiqing didn't look at him, put the cigarette that had been in his index finger back into his mouth, and said vaguely, "It's mine in my hand."
"Get it back." His tone was beyond doubt.
Zhou Ziheng smiled, and walked up step by step unhurriedly. Standing on the steps one level lower, he put his coat on Xia Xiqing's shoulders, and took the smoke off his lips along the way.
Xia Xiqing didn't say a word, bowed his head and kissed Zhou Ziheng, in the little smoke left.
The tip of his tongue swept through the smooth dentition, and stirred in the hot and humid mouth, as if the person who refused to express the relationship before was not him at all.
"Five minutes?" Xia Xiqing's mocking ending sounded a bit charming after the wet kiss.
"The first person who said five minutes was you." Zhou Ziheng gently bit his water-glowing lips.
Zhou Ziheng attended the event with a strong spray of perfume, which was different from the refreshing juvenile scent in the past. The leather was mixed with a strong musky scent, and was drawn into the lungs by the kiss, stirring the hot hormones.
The sound of kissing echoed in the huge space, and the sound of water was amplified and prolonged. Xia Xiqing's hand pressed his chest under the black shirt and felt his heartbeat with his palm. His teeth bit Zhou Ziheng's lower lip, and his fingers rubbed the back of his neck. His breath was already a little unstable, "... Have you changed your perfume?" "
"Only today." Zhou Ziheng wanted to kiss him again, but Xia Xiqing didn't want him to succeed so easily, so he leaned back and deliberately hid.
He smiled and clamped Zhou Ziheng's side neck with a vise, his eyes raised slightly, "What is the name of the perfume."
Zhou Ziheng tilted his head, turned his face to kiss Xia Xiqing's wrist, and licked his raised wrist bone with the tip of his tongue.
The moment he raised his eyes, his gaze was like a cheetah waiting for an opportunity.
"Fucking fabulous."
The author has something to say: Perfume: TF’s fucking fabulous, don’t grow grass, it’s very expensive.
You can make up the rest.
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Xu Qichen came home: I know Xu, I will tell you a big gossip! Do you know that super handsome star? He and Xia...
Xia Zhixu: What did you say? Who is tall and handsome? [Ugly expression
Xu Qichen: You... Well, who, that star Zhou Ziheng, he slept with Xia Xiqing!
Xia Zhixu: [Silence for a while] Who sleeps
Xu Qichen: ... I don't know
Xia Zhixu:...