This was not the first time Xia Xiqing had climbed over the wall. When he was in junior high and high school, he would climb over the wall every now and then during evening self-study. It wasn't that he was hanging out with those young people, but he just wanted to find a place to be alone. Sometimes he would just sit on the wall and look at the stars without looking at anything.
But this was the first time that Xia Xiqing had to climb over the wall for someone.
Zhao Ke was really good at fanning the flames. One moment he said Zhou Ziheng was on a hunger strike at home, and the next moment he said how strict and scary the family rules were, and how his father beat him with a military stick. Although Xia Xiqing was skeptical, he always felt a little guilty when he thought that Zhou Ziheng was punished because of him.
Just go and have a look, it won't cost you anything.
Just treat it as entertainment.
"Your car can't drive in, take mine."
Hearing Zhao Ke's words, Xia Xiqing knew how powerful Zhou Ziheng's family was. It was already dark at around eight o'clock. Zhao Ke drove him and Ruan Xiao to Xishan together. The "rich east and noble west" mentioned by old Beijingers refers to Xishan. This was Xia Xiqing's first time to this place. He had only heard about it before, but he didn't expect that there were actually quite a few guards inside.
"Zhou Ziheng's home is at the very end. Do you see that red-roofed house?" Zhao Ke drove forward. There was another guard post in front of him. The guard made a gesture in this direction. Zhao Ke obediently slowed down the car, rolled down the window and smiled at the guard. "It's me. Good evening, Brother Wang. It's your turn today."
The guard called Brother Wang also smiled from his cold face, "Ke Zi is here." He glanced into the car, very shrewdly, "Did he bring a friend along?"
"Hello, I'm Kezi's girlfriend." Ruan Xiao leaned towards Zhao Ke confidently, scaring Zhao Ke so much that he almost trembled.
"Wow! You found such a beautiful partner, that's great~" Brother Wang handed over a visitor registration book, "You're more promising than Hengheng!"
After hearing this, Zhao Ke's eyes unconsciously glanced at Xia Xiqing sitting in the back seat in the rearview mirror. Xia Xiqing was leaning lazily on the seat with a smile on his lips.
Ruan Xiao saw that Brother Wang was also looking at the back seat. She smiled sweetly and explained, "That's my brother. We are here to see Ziheng together today."
"Okay." Brother Wang took the registration book from Zhao Ke. "Ke Zi hasn't been here for a long time. I see everyone is here today, including Zi Jing. You can get two mahjong tables together."
Zhao Ke, who was successfully released, also laughed, "There aren't enough people to call you."
Zhao Ke successfully slipped in from under the eyes of the chief of guards. He breathed a sigh of relief. When he thought of Ruan Xiao's words "I am his girlfriend", his ears started burning. He couldn't help but glance at Ruan Xiao. Ruan Xiao was smart as hell. She glanced at him and asked angrily, "What are you looking at?"
Xia Xiqing also found it interesting. He leaned forward and put his hands on the seats of the two people in front of him. He scratched the base of Zhao Ke's ear with his left index finger and said, "Yeah, what are you looking at?"
Zhao Ke trembled so much that the car almost lost its stability. "No, I didn't see anything."
Ruan Xiao came close to him, with a slight smile on her lips, "You are obviously looking at me."
Xia Xiqing also imitated Ruan Xiao and pulled Zhao Ke's ear, "Yes, you were obviously looking at her."
Zhao Ke's ears were as red as if they were boiled. "No, you two... you..."
"Of course I helped my sister." Xia Xiqing had teased enough and leaned back in his chair with a long sigh. "Ruan Xiao, don't bother with him. Just expose the truth. His IQ is not high enough for you to play with."
"W-what?" Zhao Ke was a little confused.
"You don't think you're pursuing Ruan Xiao, do you? Or are you planning to be ambiguous with her for a while?" Xia Xiqing was very happy. "She has used so many tricks, pursuing her openly and hinting at her. She is such a fool."
Seeing that Zhao Ke was confused, Xia Xiqing asked Ruan Xiao directly, "Did you go to the last Zhong family dinner knowing that Zhao Ke would be there? As soon as you arrived, you went to chat with him, but it turned out that this guy was intent on being someone's spy."
Ruan Xiao sighed, "That's right. I also heard that he likes long straight black hair, so he dyed it back." She twisted her long hair with her fingers, "In the end, he ran into that scumbag Wei Min, and I didn't get anything done the whole night. I even hinted to him that my family is urging me to get married."
Xia Xiqing laughed like crazy. He suddenly remembered something. "So you participated in "Escape Plan" because of Zhao Ke, right? Do you know the relationship between Zhao Ke and Zhou Ziheng?"
"Yes." Ruan Xiao said as if it was a matter of course. "Zhao Ke is usually either at P University or at home, so we don't have a chance to meet. I have to find a way to get closer to him. We are not in the same circle, and I heard that you..." She pinched Zhao Ke's face with her fingers and said word by word, "I really hate rich second-generations."
Zhao Kehan came out and said, "Don't dare, don't dare..." There are two people sitting in the car now.
But he was a little slow to react. Ruan Xiao was pretty and smart, and there was no telling how many people were chasing after her. "Why are you attracted to me? Have we met before?"
Arriving at Zhou Ziheng's villa, Zhao Ke stopped the car and waited for Ruan Xiao's answer.
Ruan Xiao puffed out her lips and opened the car door herself.
"Go back and look through your old photo albums when you have time to see if there is a pitiful little girl in a red dress."
What a fairy-tale love at first sight in childhood. Xia Xiqing sighed a few times and got out of the car.
Zhao Ke was still immersed in the confusion of not understanding the situation until Xia Xiqing bumped into him. He woke up and told him the plan he had already made in one breath.
"We'll go in together. Ruan Xiao and I will go in through the main entrance. You'll go around the garden to the back along the wall. Their rose bushes are densely planted, and they won't be able to see you in the dark. Zhou Ziheng's room is on the balcony next to the Sophora japonica tree. It's very easy to climb up along the Sophora japonica tree. The two of us will buy time for you in the living room downstairs. By then, your uncle and aunt will definitely be talking to us."
This plan, which sounds unimpressive, turned out to be quite good in practice. Fortunately, Xia Xiqing was not a well-behaved child since he was young, so he was so good at climbing trees.
When he climbed onto the balcony, he was quite proud, thinking that he was like Romeo meeting his lover at night, and even picking up a little flower, how romantic. Who knew that the Zhou family was so strict and even locked the balcony glass door.
He had to unlock the door all day long on the show, and he had to unlock it even when he was having a little relationship. He really wanted to ask those girls who were studying to stop saying "lock it, lock it!" all the time. Xia Xiqing was scared when he heard this word.
After wandering around the balcony for a long time, he finally found a wire by the railing. Xia Xiqing, holding a rose in his mouth, half-knelt on the wooden floor and busied himself with unlocking the door. Fortunately, he had done a lot of bad things like this when he was a child, so this level of work was not too difficult for him. However, just after he pushed the "key" in and turned it a few times, the floor-length curtain behind the glass door was suddenly pulled open.
Just when his heart was severely stimulated, Xia Xiqing raised his eyes and saw Zhou Ziheng, who was only wrapped in a bath towel with his upper body naked, and there was a wound on his right arm.
In order to maintain his elegant demeanor while having a tryst with the little prince, Xia Xiqing stood up with a pounding heart and teased Zhou Ziheng who was also startled. Unfortunately, he was teased back in the end.
That little love heart covered with mist is so cute.
It was so soft that Xia Xiqing couldn't even move her.
The two of them squatted together across the glass door. Zhou Ziheng stared at Xia Xiqing intently as she unlocked the door. This made it impossible for him to concentrate, as he was afraid that he would not be able to open the door all night, or that they would be discovered and caught in the act by their family.
Fortunately, even God helps him pick up men.
"It's open." Xia Xiqing let out a long sigh, took off the padlock and put it aside. Zhou Ziheng stood up, opened the glass door, and hugged Xia Xiqing.
"Hey..." Xia Xiqing wanted to push away but couldn't. His face was pressed against Zhou Ziheng's smooth collarbone. The scent of citrus and mint shower gel on his body went straight into Xia Xiqing's nose. He was hugged too tightly and his brain was deprived of oxygen.
"You smell like locust flowers." Zhou Ziheng was like a clingy big dog, and wouldn't let go once he hugged you.
Xia Xiqing retorted, "That's the smell of the locust flowers from downstairs in your house drifting in."
"No." Zhou Ziheng reached out and picked off the many locust flowers that fell on Xia Xiqing's head, "It's the fragrance of flowers on your body."
No, he was clearly risking his life to meet his lover at night, so how come he was at a disadvantage after just a hug
Zhou Ziheng stretched out his arm to close the door and pulled the curtains at the same time, looking very relaxed.
Xia Xiqing is very strong-willed. He doesn't like Zhou Ziheng being at ease. He likes to see him unable to cope.
"Are you trying to seduce me with this outfit?" His fingers grabbed the bath towel loosely wrapped around Zhou Ziheng's waist, and he tilted his face up to give him a ruffian smile, as if he was going to tear it off in the next second.
Unexpectedly, Zhou Ziheng was not panicked at all. Instead, he licked his lower lip and confessed to the crime imposed on him, "Yes."
Xia Xiqing was caught off guard by his blunt response. He forgot what to say next and was stunned for less than two seconds before Zhou Ziheng took advantage of the opportunity and pressed him against the wall. His face, covered with water beads, brushed against his face and leaned close to his ear, his voice deep and ambiguous.
"Have you seduced me?"
Xia Xiqing's throat rolled, the light in his eyes trembled, he stretched out his hand to pinch Zhou Ziheng's chin and turned his face to face him, "Who did you learn this from?"
"Who else could it be?" Zhou Ziheng looked straight into his eyes.
"Oh~" Xia Xiqing's ending tone was light and fluttering, like a willow catkin floating in the wind, "So you are in a hurry to start your apprenticeship now?"
"Whether to become my disciple or not..." Zhou Ziheng put his left hand around his waist, put his nose against his, and rubbed it slightly, "It all depends on the master."
Too good, Zhou Ziheng is really a talented player. Xia Xiqing was too lazy to play tricks with him, his fingers slowly moved from his chin to Zhou Ziheng's lips, rubbing his lower lip, "It's been a long time since we last met, let me teach you first."
The moment they kissed, the roses on his temples rubbed against Zhou Ziheng's hair, which had not yet dried. The moment their lips and tongues touched, the fragrance suddenly became stronger. It was hard to tell whether it was this kiss that made her mind confused, or the fragrance of the flowers at night that confused her mind. Xia Xiqing stretched out her hands to wrap around his neck, and inserted her slender fingers into his half-wet hair.
Moist, fragrant, warm, and lingering.
Romeo didn't know what kind of mood he was in when he met her secretly, but this secret encounter was so tempting. He imagined that he could find the flaws of this upright man in front of him just like the moon pried open the cracks in the night, and then sneak in with the secret fragrance of the rose, and touch the most precious beautiful heart in the world along with the wildly beating drumbeats.
It dances so nakedly that it would be a pity not to steal it.
Zhou Ziheng's kiss was too gentle. Even when Xia Xiqing penetrated aggressively and bit his lips, he still kissed and sucked gently, as if afraid of hurting him. The hand that pinched the back of his neck rubbed lightly and slowly, and the soft heat flowed on his skin along the winding fingerprints.
It danced so sincerely that the timid thief tried so hard to sneak in, but in the end he could only touch it briefly.
I can't bear to pick it away.
Next time, next time for sure.
Xia Xiqing could feel the gradually rising temperature of this body, and while kissing Zhou Ziheng, he took off his coat and threw it on the floor, then pushed his solid chest and led him to the bed step by step.
"Young Master Zhou." Xia Xiqing bit Zhou Ziheng's lower lip and pressed his chest to press him down on the bed. Although he looked strong, he was still worried about pressing down on his injured right hand. He only pressed lightly and said with a sly smile, "Your bed is not small."
He took the red rose from his temples, held it between his fingertips and turned it half a circle, then pressed the end of the flower against Zhou Ziheng's face, and slid his fingers over his ears very gently, rubbing against his Adam's apple, and finally sliding to his broad shoulders. There was a small scar on his shoulder from a nail scratch.
He leaned down and kissed that place gently, his hair falling down to cover half of his face.
Zhou Ziheng smiled, and with the hand that was holding his waist, he turned upside down, and the situation was reversed. He lowered his head slightly and brushed aside the hair on the side of Xia Xiqing's face, "You are quite knowledgeable."
Xia Xiqing deliberately opened his collar, revealing the kiss marks that had not yet faded, "It is important for people to know themselves."
Looking at the masterpiece he left behind, Zhou Ziheng couldn't help but recall the ridiculous things he did that night. He lowered his head apologetically and kissed his collarbone, but Xia Xiqing couldn't stand this kind of light teasing, which seemed to ignite a string of sparks on him.
He felt that Zhou Ziheng was going to apologize to him again in the next second.
"Hey... I didn't come over here to listen to your live apology."
"What is that?" Zhou Ziheng looked up and kissed the mole on the tip of his nose.
Xia Xiqing raised his eyebrows and said, "Go for it." His eyes lit up, "If you borrow and return, it won't be difficult to borrow again."
What the hell? Zhou Ziheng was about to laugh when he heard two knocks on the bedroom door. After a while, his brother's dying voice came in.
"Zhou Ziheng, get down, Zhao Ke is here."
Zhou Ziheng was so scared that he quickly put Xia Xiqing on the bed, covered him with a quilt, and hurriedly helped him take off his shoes and stuffed them under the bed, and stuffed his coat into the closet, and then he got on the bed himself.
"I'm not going down. I'm going to sleep."
Zhou Zijing said in a steady voice, "You're going to bed before nine o'clock? Open the door for me, or I'll ask your father to come up and see if you're asleep."
Hearing his brother say this, Zhou Ziheng jumped out of bed in fright, ran downstairs to unlock the door, and ran upstairs to pull the quilt over himself. Sitting on the bed like the Virgin Mary, he smiled flatteringly at Zhou Zijing who was holding the fruit plate.
"My mother asked me to bring it up." Zhou Zijing put the fruit plate on the table and glanced at Zhou Ziheng who was sitting on the bed with his deep eyes.
"Thank you, bro. I'll eat later."
Zhou Zijing crossed his arms across his chest, looking reluctant to leave, "Let's talk?"
"What are you talking about..." Zhou Ziheng could hardly laugh. The most terrifying thing was that the person in the quilt was still restless. Even when he was about to die, his hands kept putting them in places they shouldn't be. His heart was pounding so hard that it was about to jump out of his throat.
"I'm quite curious. What did Wei Min's grandson do to make you have to go to the hospital?" Zhou Zijing stared straight into Zhou Ziheng's eyes, just like a prosecutor.
"It's just... I just can't stand him..."
Zhou Zijing nodded slowly, then stretched his neck and called out lazily to the door, "Dad—"
"I'll tell you, I'll tell you," Zhou Ziheng put his finger to his mouth in a panic and made a few begging gestures, "Brother, I'm telling you..."
Even Xia Xiqing, who was hiding under the quilt, almost couldn't help laughing. Zhou Ziheng was so cowardly, it turned out that he was always the one being bullied. He scratched the mermaid line on Zhou Ziheng's waist with the tip of his fingernail, and then breathed softly.
Feeling the person next to him tremble slightly, Xia Xiqing felt happier.
Zhou Zijing raised his eyebrows and said, "Go ahead."
Under the double attack, his nerves were on the verge of collapse.
"That's it..." Zhou Ziheng took a deep breath and his voice became a little softer.
"He touched my people."
Xia Xiqing was stunned under the quilt. This was the first time he heard Zhou Ziheng say this while he was awake.
Faintly, one could hear the sound of glaciers being shattered by warm currents.
Zhou Zijing chuckled, glanced at Zhou Ziheng with a look of contempt from a God's perspective, and raised his foot to leave the room.
Seeing that his brother finally gave up, Zhou Ziheng breathed a sigh of relief, but saw him walking back with his long legs.
Step by step, he walked to his bed.
Zhou Ziheng was so scared that his heart almost jumped out.
He wouldn't really want to catch someone committing adultery, would he
How should he explain to Lao Zhou? What if Lao Zhou hits someone later
We have to protect Xia Xiqing first. Anyway, his clothes are all on, so it’s easy for him to run.
Don’t say goodbye. Once you’re a brother, you’re bound by a hundred days of kindness.
Zhou Ziheng almost closed his eyes and waited for the judgment of fate.
“Tsk.”
He opened his eyes and saw Zhou Zijing bending down to pick up a red rose on the ground and turning it in his hands. "How romantic." After saying that, he threw the rose in front of Zhou Ziheng.
"Don't mess with me."
After saying this, Zhou Zijing closed the door and left, his voice so loud that it seemed as if he was specifically reminding the person under the quilt. Zhou Ziheng, who was half frightened, breathed a sigh of relief, lifted the quilt with concern, and whispered, "Are you okay?"
Xia Xiqing, who was sticking to his waist, finally came out, with a dazed expression on his face. The strange thing was that the base of his neck was very red, all the way to his ears, and his cheeks seemed to be covered with two beautiful sunset clouds.
"What's wrong with you?" Zhou Ziheng held his face with both hands, extremely nervous, "Your face is red and hot."
Xia Xiqing half lowered her head and pushed his hand away, her eyelashes flickering gently.
"It's too stuffy in the quilt... lack of oxygen."
The author has something to say: This book is for self-study by everyone.