Zhou Ziheng's confusion became a forgiveness, and Xia Xiqing licked and kissed his ears unrestrainedly. For some reason, the desire in his heart was like a ball of fire, burning him to no avail.

The perfume smell that was about to disappear from his side neck was baked by the temperature, and the cold citrus smell made Xia Xiqing feel a little confused. A wet kiss followed the lines of his side neck without any scruples.

He shouldn't be so impatient. Xia Xiqing knew that his failure rate was very high, but he actually took a lucky mentality.

What if he doesn't resist...

Zhou Ziheng, who suddenly burst out from the brother just now, pushed Xia Xiqing who was entangled in him, "What are you doing!"

Xia Xiqing knew the result, and knew it was impossible to get it so quickly. The fire that failed was burning strong and was almost about to burn off his last tight sutra. He looked at Zhou Ziheng and stood up and held the wall of the entrance. He kept hinting in his heart that the most important thing to do when planting is to stop, and a rule that will never go wrong at any time, and their protective umbrella for fragile relationships.

Stop when you should see it...

But at this moment he didn't want to.

He stood up and pressed Zhou Ziheng's body, pressed him against the wall and kissed him without saying a word. He didn't want to stop now, even if he lifted up some of his hands, Xia Xiqing couldn't control it.

Drinking poison to quench thirst is better at all times than quenching thirst with plums.

At least it can be drunk.

Zhou Ziheng did not understand Xia Xiqing's behavior. In his cognition, the intimate behavior should be revealed to the two people in love, but Xia Xiqing overturned his inherent thoughts. None of the emotions he had for him could be included in the category of liking, and he was purely out of greed.

Thinking of it, Zhou Ziheng's heart aches. He grabbed Xia Xiqing's hand and pushed him away hard, causing the gap where he could breathe.

"I'm going to estrus, and I'm looking for the little lovers in the future. They might have lined up long ago." Zhou Ziheng tried hard to calm down his breath and looked at him calmly.

"Zhou Ziheng, aren't you afraid?" Xia Xiqing looked at his eyes, his smile full of gentleness, "I must be afraid, we can't do it the last time."

The chest is stuffy and painful.

He really doesn't want to continue.

Zhou Ziheng has never really dated people or had any experience, but even so, he knew that the current deformed relationships are not in love.

"No, I said it, I'm not homosexual." Zhou Ziheng frowned slightly, and the hand holding his wrist subconsciously used force and tightened it hard, reiterating once, "I don't like men."

Xia Xiqing chuckled, and put his hips on Zhou Ziheng's belt last time, "I know, it's okay." He turned his face slightly and looked at Zhou Ziheng's hand holding his wrist, like a cold handcuff, handcuffing his next step, and the desire to commit crime made him even more excited. Xia Xiqing smiled and turned his head, leaned to his raised wrist, and licked Zhou Ziheng's tight fingers with his tongue.

A lift caught Zhou Ziheng off guard, and his scalp was numb and he let go of his hand in a panic.

Tobacco and musk, citrus and cold springs, completely different perfume smells are mixed together roughly and subtly, creating a wonderful chemical reaction.

Xia Xiqing approached Zhou Ziheng more recklessly, and the temperature became warmer under the compression of the distance, like the waves of steaming waves. His other hand seemed to have lost the treasure hunting tracking of the map. He grabbed Zhou Ziheng's sweatshirt and tried to find his other hand.

Zhou Ziheng felt that he was going crazy, and was about to become a crazy person who only wanted to be satisfied, just like Xia Xiqing.

The balance in the brain tilts on the ground.

Also, at that time, Xia Xiqing pulled out his wet fingers. His beautiful face was covered with a layer of silk-like water light, and his sweat was urged to be urged. His red mouth was like tender strawberry candy. Just bite it and the sweet juice would overflow.

Everything is the product of fragrant fragrance and hot body temperature.

"Kiss it." Xia Xiqing looked up at him, as if he had a hint of temptation and coquettishness. Zhou Ziheng couldn't understand that eye, or said that he understood it but was unwilling to expose it. Xia Xiqing kissed himself without hesitation, like the beautiful snake in the Garden of Eden that spitted a letter. What he wanted to say was vaguely divided by a kiss, "It doesn't matter if you don't like men, as long as... as long as... as long as you don't disgust..."

Want to hug him and hug Xia Xiqing. A crazy idea occupied Zhou Ziheng's brain.

"Well, I know that it's not homosexual..." Xia Xiqing kissed his lips softly, and his tone was sticky, as if it was soothing and hypnotic, holding Zhou Ziheng's wet hand and guiding him, trying to use words to relieve Zhou Ziheng's guilt, "No, don't fall in love...  try it?"

The words he said during love are filled with the hottest breath, but they are like a basin of cold water, pouring Zhou Ziheng from head to toe thoroughly.

He reached out and held Xia Xiqing's shoulders hard, and pushed him away really. There was no room for him to wrap around him little by little. While wiping his mouth with the sleeve of his sweatshirt, he walked to the door and opened the door.

Xia Xiqing, who was burning with fire, was a little confused. He looked at Zhou Ziheng in confusion, "Hey..."

"." Zhou Ziheng lowered his head halfway, his tone unreasonable, "Please leave my house quickly."

To be honest, he really didn't know which step he played wrong, and was so blinded that he couldn't even understand his thoughts now. But why didn't he know that Zhou Ziheng had completely cooled down and it was impossible. It had already reached a step, and it was too ugly to continue to entangle. Xia Xiqing pulled the sweater that slid under his shoulders and left Zhou Ziheng's home silently.

When Xia Xiqing heard Zhou Ziheng closing the door, he was both annoyed and depressed, standing there.

It was almost done.

What's wrong?

For him, Zhou Ziheng's difficulty is beyond his imagination. It is true that he likes to challenge, but he hopes to taste some sweetness in the process of challenge. Every time he thinks he can succeed, he finds that he will accidentally step into the penalty area.

What exactly is Zhou Ziheng’s penalty area?

Xia Xiqing felt that she was going crazy, she was really crazy.

He stared at the door of his house and was reluctant to approach it for a long time. He was rejected again. He didn't want to go to the empty room, and he was alone holding a sense of frustration and smoking a whole night like a gambler who lost everything.

Since he doesn't want to, there are always people who are willing to do so, and they are willing to let them be merciless.

Xia Xiqing stretched out his thumb and wiped the corner of his mouth, and walked alone towards the elevator at the end of the porch.

Zhou Ziheng, who was standing behind the door, was still as if he was closing the door, and heard his footsteps getting farther and farther away. He had no home, and he was going to go somewhere else now.

Zhou Ziheng felt weak all over, and his heart beat slowly and weakly, as if he had been seriously ill for a few days. His emotions were being pulled and sweet hallucinations began to appear, but he almost forgot what his personal nature was.

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 it's not homosexual.

It doesn't matter if you don't like men.

Instead, I just go to bed and don’t fall in love.

All night, Zhou Ziheng's mind was filled with Xia Xiqing's words. He was lying on the bed and seemed to fall into a dream countless times, and was pulled by his voice countless times.

In the dream, Xia Xiqing's beautiful face spoke to him in a light and cloud-like tone.

"I won't like me anymore, right?"

"Sorry, the appeal to me has ended here."

Zhou Ziheng suddenly opened his eyes and looked at the ceiling in a daze.

He had already expected the tragic end of falling in love with Xia Xiqing.

It will be too late to stop now.

Xia Xiqing originally wanted to go to a bar, but when she drove on the road, she remembered that she was no longer able to go to and from nightclubs casually.

He parked his car on the side of the road, flipped through his mobile phone address book, trying to find a partner who could stay overnight, but he hesitated again. He never had the habit of falling asleep with his bedmate, and the person he decisively left after every warmth.

Suddenly, he didn't know where to go, so Xia Xiqing only sent a message.

[Xi Qing: Have you fallen asleep?]

I received the reply soon.

[Chenchen: Not yet, I am still writing the article. What's wrong?]

I simply said a few words to Xu Qichen, avoiding the important things and not specifying the reason. I just wanted to find someone to stay for one night. Xu Qichen didn't ask much and asked him to come here directly.

Xu Qichen, wearing a dark blue home clothes, smiled and opened the door for him, pulling him into the house, "Come in quickly, I'm wearing less clothes."

Xia Xiqing hugged Xu Qichen like a coquettish person. As soon as 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 without even raising his head, and his face was watching and beating, "What are you doing here late? Do you have the eyesight to be a single dog?"

"Why, I'm so hungry that I haven't let the night off for a night?" Xia Xiqing retorted sharply. Seeing Xu Qichen beside him, his ears turned red, he didn't continue the topic. He said to Xu Qichen in a suffocation, "I'll sleep for one night and leave tomorrow."

Xia Zhixu didn't realize that his tone was different from usual, so he asked purely out of doubt, "Is it too much money to burn? Just stay in a hotel."

Xia Xiqing didn't want to say that he was just looking for a place where there was someone, and he didn't want him to be the only one. He seemed too cowardly. Xu Qichen looked through the side and patted Xia Xiqing on the shoulder, "It's okay to live for as long as you want. Let's take a hot shower first, I'll put water."

"It's too much for him." Xia Zhixu complained, throwing the handle to the ground, "I can't play anymore."

Xia Xiqing let out a sound and walked to the bathroom. His limbs and bones were immersed in hot water. He felt that he was in a dizzy confusion again. Zhou Ziheng's face began to appear in his mind. He was about to fall in love and his final indifference.

It's so strange that he has never been so obsessed with anyone. Perhaps because Zhou Ziheng is harder to seduce than anyone he has met, or perhaps he really likes Zhou Ziheng's appearance too much, and he doesn't know why, and wanting to get his heart almost exceeds the sum of it before.

But he also knew very well that wanting to get it does not mean liking it.

There is only one desire to conquer.

When Zhou Ziheng said he didn't like a man, he was not sad at all. Instead, he turned into a temptation to help Zhou Ziheng overcome his intimacy with a man, and made him try to believe that liking and sex can be separated.

Although he failed, it was very common. After all, Zhou Ziheng, a person with moral integrity, was not the same type of people. Even if he wanted to pull a moral model into the quagmire like himself, it would take time.

After taking a shower, Xia Xiqing came out of the bathroom. He happened to see Xia Zhixu tying Xu Qichen in his arms and playing games together. The two of them were busy together.

"Ah no, I hit it, right!"

"No."

"If I lose, I won't sleep with me today. Hurry up, ahhhhhh I'm going to lose!"

"I won't lose, don't panic."

To be honest, he didn't see the scene like this for the first time, but for some reason, he looked particularly jealous and his heart was empty today.

The two fools stumbled for ten years and could still get together. Xia Xiqing always felt that it was a miracle, but he also knew that the two hearts were pure and clean. The most important thing was that they fell in love with each other from the beginning. The time was long, the distance was far, and the relationship was not diluted.

He walked to the guest room alone, lying on the bed with his heart bent on smoking.

A miracle species will not come to him. If he takes off his body, no one will like a turbid soul.

He planted his ideas when he was young, and as he grew older, he became more and more confident.

Even though he tried again and again, no one really loved him.
To be continued...