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"Want to see snow? November is not the coldest time of the year, why do you want to see snow?"

Dragging the suitcase out of the threshold, He Qing asked curiously.

After speaking, while checking the time on his mobile phone, he told Xia Shao who was still standing stupidly in the air vent of the living room: "Hurry up and add some clothes, don't you are sick even if we are not at home."

Before Xia Shao could speak, He Qing continued: "I spent the Spring Festival in Chengdu for the past two years, and I guess I have to go to Beijing next year. Don't you want to see the snow? Go to Beijing to see it."

"Yes," Ying Yuchen said to Xia Shao with the crack of the door before closing the door, "will you go to Beijing with us? Karaoke on the first floor..."

He Qing couldn't bear his mouth that couldn't be chained, so she tugged on the man's sleeve and dragged it out: "Okay, let's go."

As soon as the door was closed, Xia Shao put the blanket on the sofa and covered his legs with his toes, leaned on the recliner and thought for a long time.

go to Beijing?

Also, this year I have reasons not to go back to my hometown with my father, there is no need to stay here alone.

Xia Shao's father belongs to the oppressive education method. To put it bluntly, he is "in the nest". He is polite to people outside, but he is very rude to his son and wife when he comes home. He has a bit of a temper that is all prestige.

It is said that children educated in this way are prone to lack of self-confidence and low self-esteem, Xia Shao thinks that is quite reasonable.

During the time spent with the elders, Xia Shao didn't feel much loved.

I still remember when I was young, when He Qing's father gave the two children something, my father would always say something like "the child doesn't need this", "what does he know", etc., just scattered Xia Shao has inexplicably remembered those hurtful words for many years.

About Beijing, his memory is vague.

As a live-streaming internet celebrity, he still goes to events frequently. Occasionally, brand owners will invite him to hold events in Beijing. Xia Shao gets in the car as soon as he gets off the plane, and basically has no chance to go shopping.

After all, the north is too cold and the south is wet. Every city has its own temper in winter.

Withdrawing his thoughts, Xia Shao looked at the short message sent by the driver Li Ge, saying that he will be at the garage in half an hour, and asked him to prepare to go to the company.

Liu An recruited a new approval document to enter the company, and said that he wanted to sign a few new Internet celebrities who became popular. As soon as those newcomers joined the company group, they added Xia Shao’s WeChat. I don't know how to reply.

I heard that Liu An had warned them in private, telling them not to try any crooked ways, but to do it in a down-to-earth manner, saying that some seniors don't like this.

As soon as he arrived at the company, Liu An put down the newly received proposal, and passed Xia Shao a cup of warm drink as usual, "I haven't seen you for a few days, how do you feel that you have grown stronger?"

"Really," Xia Shao took off his jacket, "I'm working out recently."

"It seems... the effect is not bad." Taking a sip of coffee, Liu An narrowed his eyes, as if to see clearly his arm under the sweater.

Fiddled with the scattered documents on the desktop, Liu An hung up the clothes Tang Yu had chosen on a hanger and handed them to Xiao Peng, and led Xia Shao all the way to the company's studio. I'm working out, and I remember that he seems to live in your area? There seems to be only one gym in your area."

Xia Shao didn't answer, Liu An said again: "Hey, have you met?"

With a smile on the corner of Liu An's mouth, he gently poked back with his elbow, tapped Xia Shao's jaw once or twice with his fingertips, "He has been exercising for many years, if there is a chance, you can ask him to take you with him?"

These words made Xia Shao almost lose his grip on the teacup in his hand.

He coughed twice, turned his head to look around quickly, and promised very quickly: "Well, good sister An!"

"Perfunctory."

Liu An made fun of himself, turned his head and stopped talking.

Yeah...why didn't I think there was such a gym nearby?

Well, going to the gym is still recommended by Jiang Langting.

Surely he knew he would meet me at the gym?

Thinking about this, Xia Shao blushed, pretending to be calm, and finished all the honey citron tea that Liu An served in one gulp.

Xiaopeng has sharp eyesight and quick hands, and he took Xia Shao's empty teacup with great carelessness.

Liu An gave a thumbs up, smiled at Xiao Peng, and turned to Xia Shao to cue Jiang Langting again: "The way you drink tea is quite similar to Jiang Er drinking."

Xia Shao: "..."

Why does it feel like the whole world is talking about Jiang Er Jiang Er Jiang Er Jiang Er!

The shooting in the afternoon was a set of interview covers. Liu An said that the media for the interview had changed the time and had to come back tomorrow, and he could get off work after today's shooting.

Xia burned a set of photos and changed seven or eight sets of clothes. The material of the clothes in the photos was hard, and in the end his arms were red and his waist seemed to have worn out a layer of skin.

As soon as the photographer shouted "OK", Xiao Peng rushed up with a hot towel, grabbed the body lotion and applied layer after layer to the parts to be worn. Xia Shao felt that his entire waist was covered with Dabao sod honey.

At four o'clock in the afternoon, the shooting ended.

I was tired from summer fever for a long time, and I should have gone home to rest.

But when he thought about it, there was no one at home, and he hadn't gone to the gym for a long time. Otherwise, he would go to the gym for a while, sweat a little, take a hot bath after returning home, and light some soothing incense at night, so that he could sleep well. A comfortable sleep.

Near six o'clock, Xia Shao asked Li to park the nanny car directly downstairs in the gym, then took off the gym bag in the car, and went upstairs from the elevator.

From applying for the card to now, Xia Shao has not come to the gym more than ten times because of his busy work.

After printing the fingerprint card at the front desk, he entered the locker room through the right side door.

Generally, there are few people who come to exercise during the meal time, so summer burning is most suitable at this time.

He started at the first locker and walked in, trying to make sure there was no one there.

His steps were small and he didn't move much. The sweater and hat were buttoned to cover his entire forehead, and the mask covered half of his face. It was hard to recognize him at first glance.

Walking to the innermost locker, Xia Shao observed the empty locker room, then put the gym bag on the bench with confidence, went to the locker to swipe the card to get the key.

After taking out the key, Xia Shao opened the cabinet and took out sweat-absorbing short sleeves from the gym bag.

He bent down slightly, buried his head, crossed his arms, pinched the hem of his clothes and stroked them up, revealing his thin and powerful waist.

After some exercises at home and tossing in the gym, Xia Shao's abdominal muscles have gradually taken shape, much more obvious than before.

The time was stuck at six o'clock, and the night lights in the locker room hadn't been turned on yet.

His fair body was exposed in the dim light, and some fine sweat covered by the fleece sweater could be vaguely seen.

He lifted up the short sleeves on the stool and was putting them on his head. Before he could put the sleeves on, he saw a man walking this way while wiping his hair with a towel and biting mints.

This person is stronger than me, taller than me...

Turning his face sideways is the outline that often appears in dreams.

When Jiang Langting looked up, he happened to see Xia Shao getting dressed in a hurry.

He moved his lips and called out to the other party: "Xia Shao?"

"..." Xia Shao just took off the clothes stuck on his neck to cover his waist and abdomen.

Jiang Langting?

Am I reading that right?

Then did I get seen just now?

Despite this, Xia Shao's expression is still extremely calm, and he blinks hard to confirm whether there is an illusion in front of him.

He was nervous, all the cells in his body were beating gongs and drums frantically, shouting: Jiang Langting watched you change your clothes!

Another chance encounter!

Summer burn!

He saw it!

You have been blinded by the person you have a crush on!

He can only be thankful that he hasn't taken off the rest of his clothes

"You, you're here too." Xia Shao spoke boldly.

"Well, I just came here and went to take a shower."

After Jiang Langting finished speaking, he shook the water droplets all over his head, wiped the back of his head with the towel on his shoulder, and strode up to Xia Shao, with a hoarse voice: "Let me go."

Xia Shao didn't understand the sound of "Let me go" and thought he had said an unexplained refrain, but was forced to take a step back and knocked his back against the locker.

"Boom".

Standing beside Xia Shao, Jiang Langting straightened his body and raised his arms.

Xia Shao subconsciously looked up at him.

During this pitch, the distance between the two people was very close, and their breathing seemed to be entangled in one place.

Xia Shao looked at Jiang Langting's raised arm, so close that he could clearly see the veins and muscle curvature of the arm, and could even smell the white musk mixed with soap on the other party's body.

For the convenience of fitness activities, Jiang Langting only wore a boxing vest.

He raised his head, wet drops of water flowed down his nose and chin, but no longer flowed down his chin, only falling from the edge.The drops of water didn't drip onto Xia Shao's body, but fell from the gap between the two who couldn't be closer.

The mint candy that the man held on his lips and teeth seemed to have melted, and there was a scent of mint in his breath.

Worst of all, Xia Shao could still smell it.

There was a sweet smell.

Jiang Langting looked down at him, the meaning in his eyes was unclear.

In this confrontational moment of breathing so close, Xia Shao never flinched.

He saw the other party's too tough lines from the center of the brows to the neck, and suddenly wanted to test whether the lips were soft.

So gentle, it must be soft.

"..."

"..."

Four eyes facing each other.

Immediately afterwards, Jiang Langting took down a pair of black boxing gloves from the top locker, and held a soft cloth in his palm.

He lifted the gloves up, and the words revealed a trace of warmth: "... What's wrong?"

The more rigid a person speaks so softly, the more Xia Shao can't bear it.

"It's okay..." Xia Shao shook his head, turned around and lay down on the locker in the dressing room, dragged out his sweatpants and smoothed out the wrinkles.

"What are you practicing today?" Xia Shao asked.

"Free fighting," Jiang Langting tied the straps of boxing gloves into the back of the gloves, "I haven't practiced for a long time, and I'm too lazy when the weather is cold."

Xia Shao had heard that he was going to fight a long time ago, but he had never seen it with his own eyes. When he heard this, his curiosity was instantly aroused, and he looked at him with bright eyes, and he almost said, "I won't practice today." I want to see you punch."

Stuffing the other tie into the sleeve, Jiang Langting glanced sideways at Xia Shao: "What's the matter, are you interested?"

Xia Shao nodded: "Yeah."

"Then change your pants too, I'll take you to the boxing area."

After finishing speaking, Jiang Langting turned back to the sink where the tap water was drawn, and wiped his gloves with a soft cloth moistened with clean water.

He's been boxing for a while, but not as long as motorcycling.Before Pauly was investigated, there were quite a lot of black boxing rings over there, and Jiang Langting's interest was aroused at that time.

He likes the feeling of being against each other.

When choosing the color of gloves, the master who led him to start asked him, saying that if you play offense and want to make people excited, you should choose red ones; if you play defense and want to suppress, you should choose black ones.

Jiang Langting's character back then should be regarded as the type of using red to stimulate opponents, so he picked an offensive end.

After several years of playing on the offensive end, he gradually became the side waiting for others to "provoke", and he simply changed the color of his gloves.

Here, Xia Shao is still thinking about how to change the remaining clothes.

He really wanted to post on Weibo:

[Help, how can I change my pants in front of the male god without revealing my pp?

It's urgent, even if you're not online. 】

He closed his eyes and thought about what netizens might reply. They should all say "Take it off in front of the male god and post on Weibo", "I will show it to the male god", "Take off your sweatpants and make a fuss" , "Are all men afraid of what to compare to?" etc...

never mind!

It is better to ask for yourself than for others.

That's right, they're all men.

Xia Shao silently recited "all men" several times as if counting sheep to sleep in his heart, before he bravely pulled out the gym shorts from his gym bag and put them on his side.

Then, put your hand on the edge of your trousers.

Pull down an inch, and an inch.

Take it off quickly, why are you so slow, what if Jiang Langting is back!

Xia Shao worked hard to complete the first step. Just as he was about to lift one foot out of the second step, he saw Jiang Langting put the towel on his head and turned sideways, "Have you finished changing?"

"..." Xia Shao choked up a little.

Although Jiang Langting only showed his nose and lips, but...Jiang Langting was standing, as long as he glanced down, he could see Xia Shao's pants stuck in the bend of his knees.

Xia Shao instantly felt that his thighs were really white.

It's so white.

The scariest thing about changing pants in front of a male god is not what was revealed, but only half of the change.

Because, this means that you have to perform in front of him: left, down, of, move, act.