Zhou Qishen was too impatient to flirt with, and he was not the one who could overcome love.

When the two got married, he was indulging in a way that he had no bottom line. Zhao Xiyin, who was so cold-sex, was brought out sparks and lightning by him.

After being separated for nearly three years, he couldn't help himself at this moment.

Zhao Xiyin didn't dare to laugh, for fear of hurting the man's self-esteem, so she just hugged him gently, "Brother Zhou, it's okay. It's normal for a man to go down after he is over 30 years old."

Zhou Qishen was so frustrated that his eyes were red and his body was covered with marks of her.

What is this called?

The thunder was loud, and the raindrops didn't fall at all.

He took a deep breath and touched her face, "You take a shower first, I'll go out to wake up."

Zhao Xiyin lowered her gaze carefully, and Zhou Qishen pulled the bath towel and wrapped it around her waist faster than her.

When I closed the bathroom door, I could only hear the sound of water.

Zhou Qishen stepped on the wooden floor barefoot, and a string of wet footprints quickly dried up. He went to the study, was too lazy to wear clothes, and supported the edge of the table with his hands, bent over slightly, and his back muscles suddenly appeared. Only a layer of gauze was pulled on the floor-to-ceiling window, and the outline of the new CCTV building was vaguely visible.

Zhou Qishen looked at it and smiled first, lowered his head and took a deep breath.

The bathroom was the master bedroom. Zhao Xiyin came out after taking a shower and there was no one in the room. She was not in a hurry to look for it. She saw the black shirt that had been placed on the bed before, and subconsciously pursed her lips.

Zhou Qishen was calm in the study, thinking about restoring his mood and entering the bedroom. But he heard two knocks on the door. He turned his head and Zhao Xiyin's little head appeared. She blinked cunningly, "Brother Zhou, aren't you here to sleep with me?"

Zhou Qishen smiled, "Be good, wait for me for a while."

"I won't wait anymore, I'll ask you to sleep with me now." Zhao Xiyin said while pushing the door. After it was completely opened, she wore Zhou Qishen's black shirt and tied a button perfunctorily. The girl's skin was white, and the contrast between black and white was the ultimate visual impact.

Zhao Xiyin's eyes were very bright, as if moistening water. She approached him, and every step she took was a circle of ripples in her eyes.

Zhou Qishen's expression became a little darker, and he stood lazily against the edge of the table. His half-dry hair was hanging on his forehead. There was darkness behind him and the beauty in front of him was. He was sandwiched in the middle and felt the pressure, invisible, but like a sword and sword shadow. When Zhao Xiyin really wanted to deal with him, he had no power to resist.

Zhao Xiyin hugged his neck and stood on tiptoe in his ear and whispered: "Brother Zhou, I'll dance for you."

Zhou Qishen was stunned.

Zhao Xiyin has been dancing to so many people since she was seven years old, but he has never watched it seriously. She took two steps back with a smile, pinched the narrow and short hem of her shirt, and bowed her waist and gave a princess greeting.

Zhou Qishen smiled a little deeper, with his bracelets on his waist and raised his eyebrows.

Zhao Xiyin chose a song on the turntable. The music started, and the charming female voice instantly tempered the atmosphere. It was a jazz English song. Zhao Xiyin and the rhythm were integrated. When he looked over, Zhou Qishen couldn't resist it.

He saw that the black shirt seemed to have vitality, lived and softened. It was like spring water, and then the perfunctory button was loosened by itself. The black shirt became undulating mountains again, like flipped waves. Her young body was full of collagen, and she slowed down and walked towards him. Step by step, like an insatiable cat.

Zhao Xiyin hugged Zhou Qishen, clasped his fingers tightly, took him, and twisted lightly with the music.

The charm of the moon, the spring breeze is once.

Zhou Qishen swept away the things on the desk, and then gently pushed Zhao Xiyin up.

Until this moment, Zhao Xiyin felt relieved. According to Zhou Qishen's performance in the bathroom just now, it would be no more than...one minute at most. She was just glad, and in less than half a second... Damn! Tears were bursting out!

In the second half of the night, Zhao Xiyin was already dizzy. How could he describe it? It was like a night tour of this house, study, bedroom, living room, and even when he was thirsty, he couldn't bear to let go and hugged the person to the kitchen.

Zhao Xiyin's last consciousness was the entire floor-to-ceiling window on the south wall of the master bedroom.

Zhou Qishen pressed the remote control, the curtains were completely opened, and the neon light and shadow of the cbd slipped in without hesitation.

Zhao Xiyin grabbed Zhou Qishen's arm, and cursed him weakly with all his strength, "Brother Zhou, you are perverted..."

When he woke up again, it was already bright. Zhou Qishen had not slept so late for too long. He turned over, but still refused to move, and hugged Zhao Xiyin and did not let her get up. His fitness was very scientific and regular, his muscles were well-proportioned, but he did not look strong, and he was just three-point sexy.

Zhao Xiyin was sore from his hips that his waist hurt, and she made a lot of dissatisfaction.

Zhou Qishen’s first sentence was to ask: “Hey? Teacher Zhao didn’t call you last night?”

Zhao Xiyin's face turned burning again, "I didn't beat him."

Zhou Qishen nodded, "Your dad is much easier to handle than you."

"Hey!" Zhao Xiyin was immediately dissatisfied and turned over and faced him, "What's wrong with me? Don't talk about me like a shrew."

Zhou Qishen said with a oh-so-give-all-you-can-eat last night."

Zhao Xiyin smiled and stood up, stepped on his long legs, and sat on him very flexibly. She pretended to pinch his neck, and Zhou Qishen pulled the sheet and covered the two of them with his head. The world suddenly darkened, and the two hugged each other, and all the protests of Zhao Xiyin were surrounded by the kiss.

This time it didn't last long. At 11 o'clock, both of them got up and washed up.

Zhou Qishen also took a shower, and stood at the door while wiping his hair, looking at her, "Don't you practice martial arts today?"

Her habit is that after getting up in the morning, she can squeeze her legs anytime and anywhere, and cut a horse or something. Zhao Xiyin said angrily in front of the mirror: "The root of the leg hurts and can't cut it."

Zhou Qishen nodded, "Yes, I have practiced for you last night."

Zhao Xiyin turned around and complained: "Go away!"

Zhou Qishen smiled so happily. He went back to the bedroom to change clothes, no longer cared about her. The towel was loosened and fell to the ground. His underwear was all black. He put on his suit pants, and the outline of the upper body was particularly prominent. Zhou Qishen originally wanted to wear a shirt, but after a pause, he changed it to a cashmere turtleneck as a base.

I have to go out to do business today, and my neck is covered with marks of being scratched by a woman last night.

"Where are you going today?" Zhao Xiyin leaned against the door.

"Go to meet a friend." Zhou Qishen looked at her from the mirror, "Together?"

"No, I have something to do," Zhao Xiyin asked: "Do you know Su Ying?"

Zhou Qishen was not wearing a suit today, and a short black down was draped casually on his body. "I know, the one who is not enthusiastic to you." He turned his head, "What? Did you look up to you?"

"No," Zhao Xiyin said: "She wants me to dance at the Art Center after filming this movie, learn "Niyun Runs to the Moon", and then follow her to tour the country."

Zhou Qishen asked, "What do you think?"

"I haven't thought about it yet," Zhao Xiyin said, "The shooting here is not over yet, let's take it slow first."

Zhou Qishen nodded, "I won't interfere with your decision, it's fine."

Zhao Xiyin ran over with a smile, hugged his waist from behind, rubbed his face left and right on his back, "Boss Zhou, why are you so handsome?"

Zhou Qishen was a little unsteady when she rubbed her back, and said with a smile: "It's all yours in the future."

Both of them were packed up. Before leaving the door, Zhou Qishen took something from the drawer, walked to Zhao Xiyin who was changing shoes, and then stuffed it into her palm, "It's not convenient to run around. You can take this car for transportation first. If you can't get used to driving, I'll change it to you."

It's a brand new Audi.

Zhao Xiyin has been with her driver's license for many years and has a good driving experience. Zhou Qishen is still good at her skills, so it is no problem to go on the road alone. Both of them have come to this point, and it is really unnecessary to refuse and draw a clear line. Zhao Xiyin took it generously and shook it proudly, "I will pick you up from get off work in the future."

Zhou Qishen held her hand: "Honor is over."

——

I don’t know when he bought this new car, and all the procedures and license plates were available. After Zhao Xiyin adapted for a while, he increased his speed and drove to the art center in Su Ying, the suburbs of the city.

On this side, Zhou Qishen went to the west of the city in the opposite direction.

"Mr. Zhou, please come here." The nurse led the way and went up the third floor.

The neat and bright aisle was distributed on both sides of the doctor's office. At the very end, Zhou Qishen pushed the door and nodded, "Doctor Hu."

This man is thin and gentle, but he is in his early forties but doesn't show his age. He said, "Qi Shen, sit down."

"Has the inspection report come out?"

"It's out." Dr. Hu took out a folder from the drawer, turned to one of the pages and handed it to him, and then clicked on one of the fingers.

Zhou Qishen knew it and raised his head, "Your suggestion."

Dr. Hu said: "First observe. If your discomfort symptoms continue to worsen, then do a follow-up examination."

Zhou Qi was silent, "Okay, I understand."

——

"There are more positions here, Xiaoxiao, you see, the team is not straight, right, turn around, it's great."

Su Ying personally guided the show off the stage. This group of young actors should be the test show for young actors. They looked young, but their expressions were focused and they danced very seriously. Su Ying treated everyone equally and walked back to the camera screen to see the effect.

"What do you think?" She suddenly asked Zhao Xiyin beside her.

"Here." Zhao Xiyin reached out and circled on the left, "The arc of this position is too round, and in front of the team, you can see this triangle shape, it is very sleek and straight. The transition is a bit unnatural."

Su Ying thought for a while, stood up and shouted: "Zou Yu and Xiao Tian, ​​you can adjust your position."

Seeing this, she nodded, "It's really much better."

Zhao Xiyin then quietly retreated to the sidelines without disturbing her work.

A few minutes later, Su Ying came over and handed her a bottle of water, "How are you thinking?"

Zhao Xiyin hesitated and asked: "Teacher Su, if I sign a contract with you, are there any other regulations?"

“For example?”

"Just, you can't fall in love or get married during the contract." Zhao Xiyin's voice became smaller and smaller.

"No." Su Ying replied calmly. After two seconds, she probably felt that her idea was ridiculous. She fell to her impatiently with a look of "You have no brains" and said, "I don't want you to act in idol dramas. What does it have to do with me whether you are in love? You dance the dance for me, and you can do whatever you want."

Zhao Xiyin bulged her cheeks, "Oh."

Su Ying saw the world clearly and knew that she had a clear mind. She must have caused a reason for her asking, so she said directly: "Teacher Dai has also found you."

Zhao Xiyin was stunned.
To be continued...