Look good

It is mostly darkness that gives people courage, and it is mostly depression for a long time.

Wen Changrong seldom expresses his true emotions directly, like I am sad, I am sad, I am in pain... and so on, there are almost no words to express negative emotions, and "jealousy" is something that only the weak can have. The emotional vocabulary has never appeared in a man's mouth.

But at this moment, the word actually came out of Wen Changrong's mouth.

Qiao Xing was stunned for two seconds because of this unfamiliar vocabulary, and then quickly reacted.

In the dark, he couldn't see Wen Changrong's face clearly, but the close distance allowed him to clearly feel the temperature radiating from the man's body through the fabric, and he could even hear Wen Changrong's heavy breathing suppressing his emotions.

Qiao Xing didn't have time to think about the surprising words just now, so his body leaned back instinctively.

too close.

It's too close.

Qiao Xing shrank back and moved his fingers, trying to pull his palm out from under the man's palm, but Wen Changrong was very persistent at the moment, he held his hand tightly so that he wouldn't let him pull away, he clung to him, As long as he withdraws one point, he will immediately get one point closer.

Darkness can give people the courage to tell the truth, and it seems that it can also awaken the wild and possessive nature in the bones of beasts. Qiao Xing couldn't see Wen Changrong's face, but he could feel the man's hot gaze on him, as if he wanted to bite him Swallow it, and it seems that you want to peel him off the bone and eat him inch by inch.

That's right, Wen Changrong has never been a gentle gentleman who regards forbearance as affectionate, and the eyes falling on him at this moment are the nature of a man.

"...Wen Changrong!" Seeing the two of them advancing and retreating endlessly, Qiao Xing let out a low voice, and stopped his movements accordingly.

As soon as Qiao Xing stopped, Wen Changrong also stopped.

At this time, Qiao Xing's back was pressed against the seat, and Wen Changrong was still holding his hand firmly. The distance between the two of them was not far but close. At this moment, their faces were facing each other, their breaths were intertwined, and the tips of their noses almost touched.

The tug-of-war just now took a lot of effort from the two of them, and they were both panting now.

After a few seconds, Wen Changrong's hand finally loosened a bit, but he didn't let go completely, but looked straight at him with such close-up eyes, and spoke for a while.

"Don't be with him."

imperative sentence.

"You're crazy," Qiao Xing panted, and turned his face to the side uncomfortably, "Obviously it was agreed before, but now you're interfering with me again, what's wrong..."

"What do you like about him?" Wen Changrong asked him, "I can give you whatever he gives."

Such a question is simply meaningless, Qiao Xing said casually: "I like him to be 23 years old and strong."

"..." Wen Changrong paused.

"Stay away from me." Qiao Xing was squeezed into the small space, a little breathless, he pushed the man who was immobile like a mountain in front of him: "I'm going to suffocate to death."

The man woke up from his thoughts, Wen Changrong looked at him again, then slowly let go of his hands, and retreated to the driver's seat. Then, the man pressed a button on the car to put down the sun visor.

"?" The light that finally appeared was mostly blocked by the sun visor, and the inside of the car was so dark that only the silhouettes of each other could be seen, Qiao Xing was baffled.

However, Wen Changrong seemed to gain a little sense of security from it, his shoulders relaxed a little, he leaned back on the back of the chair, and spoke in a low voice.

"If what you mean by liking is liking his body, then he will be old one day, he will not be young forever, and he will not be strong forever."

"..." The sentence just now was originally made by Qiao Xing in order to deliberately confuse Wen Changrong, but now he suddenly heard Wen Changrong talking about this topic, and he couldn't react for a while.

"If you're talking about other things, such as personality, such a strong and direct expression..." Wen Changrong paused, "Then I really can't do it, and I can't compare, because I'm no longer young."

When Wen Changrong said the words 'I am no longer young', his tone was very flat, but the final sound was protracted, giving people the illusion of sighing.

Qiao Xing turned his head slightly, and saw the profile of Wen Changrong's face in the dark as before. Even though the surroundings were already so dark, he still didn't dare to look at him, and his eyes only fell on the open space in front of him.

"When you said you liked Wen Changze, I was thinking, if you don't love money anymore, then what else in me can compare to him. In the end, I came to the conclusion that there is only this healthy body."

"..."

"Compared with Ji Mingqi now, the physical advantage is naturally gone, and the mentality seems to be much worse." Wen Changrong said, "I can actually find 1000 million reasons why you are not suitable for him, for example, young people are not stable, such as It is said that his sharp-edged personality will take a long time for you to work on, for example, there are too many possibilities in the future, and the chance of reaching the end is too small... But no matter what, I can't deny that no one doesn't love bright life, and No one will not be moved by the hot and sincere love, and these are all things I can't give you."

"..."

The darkness is like a protective umbrella, so that the man is finally willing to reveal his true heart that has been hidden tightly.

Qiao Xing was stunned for more than ten seconds when he heard these words, because it was the first time he heard these words from a man, and it was also the first time he knew that a man would think so. He was a little surprised by the slight inferiority complex of his character.

"In fact, I have always hoped that there would be a time machine in this world," Wen Changrong said, "whether it is to completely change the past, to bring the emotions that I only understand now to the past, or just to give that body to you completely. , even if I change just a little bit, I'm afraid I can have more confidence to compete with it now."

"It doesn't matter if you are selfish or ridiculous, but I still want to say... Qiao Xing, I love you."

"Can you not leave so soon?"

******

The sky is long and clear, and seabirds are flying.

Qiao Xing was wearing Ji Mingqi's coat, leaning against a huge decorative rock and yawning sleepily.

The final result last night was of course that he refused, and then got out of the car.

This is the first time I heard Wen Changrong reveal his heart, and the first time I heard Wen Changrong say "I love you". It is false to say that I am not surprised or moved, but...surprise and touch are one thing, but reality is another one thing.

If Wen Changrong had said it earlier, even if it wasn't seven years ago, even if it was just at the time of the divorce, maybe it would have been better, and it was only now that he said this... Qiao Xing didn't believe it, and he didn't dare to believe it, let alone believe it.

Because of the conversation the day before, Qiao Xing didn't sleep much all night, and when he opened and closed his eyes, he saw the slightly lonely profile of the man in the dark.

Before waking up the next day, the "God of Songs" program team temporarily took over a public welfare promotion task for beach tourism, dragging all the program team out to shoot promotional posters in this winter.

Fortunately, behind-the-scenes workers like Qiao Xing are not very popular, and the filming will end quickly, otherwise Qiao Xing will die suddenly on the spot if he is sleepy and cold.

Originally, Qiao Xing could go back to the car to rest after filming, and could sleep and wait for the program team to arrange other filming tasks later, but his little boyfriend Ji Mingqi belonged to the ranks of fresh meat, and the filming time was longer.

In order not to appear ungrateful, he could only choose to watch and wait.

Qiao Xing rested his chin and looked at Ji Mingqi, who was only wearing a pair of swimming trunks and showing off his muscles in the distance, and couldn't help thinking about what Wen Changrong said to him yesterday in a mess.

"Are Mr. Wen and Qiao Xing divorced?"

Before Qiao Xing could start recalling it for the Nth time, there were several people talking behind him.

"Let's leave. Didn't Qiao Xing admit it? And I think Qiao Xing and our Ji Xiaobawang got together...the two entered and exited at the same time."

"Don't leave. If you leave Mr. Wen, why do you go in and out every day? You are divorced and you help out with favors. It's not charity..."

——The fact that he and Wen Changrong did not have a divorce is not only discussed by the internal personnel of today's program group, but also discussed online before.

There was no other reason, just because some paparazzi took photos of Wen Changrong picking up Qiao Xing every day, not only the photos, but also the videos.

Originally Qiao Xing said that he was divorced, and the public thought he was divorced, but Wen Changrong's operation made everyone confused. An adult with a lot of money can't be so humble as to chase his ex-wife every day after divorce, let alone two It's hard to find a frog with two legs, but is it hard to find a dollar with two legs?Divorced, find another one and it's over.

"Speaking of which, did Mr. Wen not come today?" Someone asked.

"It seems to be?" Someone wondered, "Mr. Wen must be busy today, right? Is it really divorced?"

"It's none of your business to get divorced anyway, why talk about these things." A female voice interjected.

"Curiosity." The man looked at the two people who came, "Sister Xiaoxiao, Brother Zhao Li, aren't you under Mr. Wen's company? Do you know something inside?"

Zhao Li didn't like to intervene in these matters, so he kept quiet, but sister Xiaoxiao did.

"Aren't you going to decide your face based on the money like Director Li?" The female voice said, "I don't know whether to divorce or not. I only know that Mr. Wen cares about Qiao Xing. Their relationship...isn't as bad as the rumors."

"Really?" A few people were surprised, "But why do you say that? Didn't you say that Mr. Wen is a bigoted person all the time..."

"Artists under Mr. Wen's banner, no matter big or small, must sing Qiao Xing's songs." The woman shrugged, "Including me, and Zhao Li, but now it's different from the past. It turns out that small coffees also sing Qiao Xing's songs , now that Qiao Xing is famous, he needs an older guy to sing."

Everyone obviously didn't know about this, and they were surprised: "Is there such a thing?"

"Yeah, this is the unspoken rule of the company. The old employees know it, but Qiao Xing's song is not bad... so few people have complaints, and they don't say much to the outside world." The woman said, "If you don't believe me, You can search for the old singers under Wen's Entertainment, if anyone has not sung Qiao Xing's song, I will lose."

Several people looked at each other, and someone actually took out his mobile phone and searched.

"Besides, Boss Wen doesn't just let his own artists sing, those popular little flowers, as long as Mr. Wen has invested money, they all have to sing Qiao Xing's songs."

"Eh?"

"It turns out that Zhenqi has complained about it, saying that he has never seen Boss Wen who is so crazy. He does dirty things and doesn't forget to take care of his wife's business. There is a problem with his brain circuit."

"Okay," Zhao Li interrupted the discussion of several people, "Speak less, this is someone else's private matter after all, if someone overhears..."

"Mr. Qiao, Teacher Qiao—" The loudspeaker on the beach sounded, and the assistant director's voice came from there, "Assemble! The filming is over! Teacher Qiao!"

"Hey!" Qiao Xing woke up suddenly from his thoughts. He probably was too busy listening to gossip when the program team announced the end of the shooting and didn't pay attention. Now that the director's team has used the speakers, he can only bite the bullet and stand up from behind the boulder .

As soon as he got up, the group of people behind the stone who had been discussing happily just now froze.

"Here we come." Qiao Xing could only pretend he didn't see it, and ran over while shaking his coat.

The director stood in front as if he was about to announce something. Just as Qiao Xing stood in the back row of the line, Ji Mingqi retreated and put his arms around his shoulders carelessly, his eyes wantonly concealing his excitement.

"As expected of your boyfriend's clothes, they look really nice."

"Is this a compliment to me or to you?" Qiao Xing whispered, "Cheek-skinned."

Ji Mingqi smiled, and didn't deny that he was thick-skinned.

Probably because the two were too close, the director standing in front of him glanced at both of them again and again, and finally said nothing, but shook his head with hot eyes, announcing the business.

"There will be a rock and roll theme coming up, everyone knows, right? We have already explained it." The director said, "If you want students to sing, you need to arrange students, and if you want foreign aid, please go and confirm the foreign aid itinerary..."

******

Wen Changrong disappeared for two whole days, just when Qiao Xing thought that the man would not reappear after listening to his words, on the third day Wen Changrong appeared at the door of the program recording site, but stayed for a short time, Qiao Xing saw The figure disappeared in a blink of an eye.

Qiao Xing has agreed to be with Ji Mingqi at this time, and the two have been together for a while. During this time, Wen Changrong kept appearing occasionally. The man probably listened to what Qiao Xing said that day and hoped that he would not affect him. If you are in love, the few times you come here, you will watch from a relatively far away place, and don't come close to disturb.

Qiao Xing actually noticed the man's gaze several times, and also noticed the familiar Bentley parked not far away, but Wen Changrong didn't bother him, so he could only pretend he didn't see it.

Ji Mingqi also noticed the existence of the man, and occasionally complained, but generally he didn't care much - after all, as Qiao Xing said, everything will pass.

There are fewer discussions on whether Qiao Xing is divorced on the Internet, and the same is true in the program group.

Most of them have already acquiesced that he and Wen Changrong have divorced, and the photo of Qiao Xing and Ji Mingqi holding hands and pressing the road was quickly posted on the Internet by paparazzi.

Time passed quickly, and in a blink of an eye it was the week before recording the rock theme.

The theme of rock is nothing more than singing rock songs. It can be original or adapted.

Qiao Xing's lyrics and music were prepared a month ago, and he also contacted a rock group outside. The singing and other things have already been adjusted, and he just needs to wait for the stage.

However, when Qiao Xing was discussing with the makeup artist what kind of makeup to wear on the rock night, he received a call from the previously agreed rock group.

"I'm really sorry, Mr. Qiao, the road here is blocked by heavy snow, the planes are grounded, and the trains can't leave. We must try to come back as soon as possible, but the situation is not very good now, we can't guarantee it, you'd better make second-hand preparations in advance, I'm really sorry, Mr. Qiao..."

There were still dozens of apologies on the phone, and Qiao Xing saw the news report on the TV that the road was blocked by heavy snow. He could only helplessly slam his head on the table, feeling that he was really unlucky.

He could have found someone else to sing earlier this time, and now there is only one week before the filming starts, who can he find?What's more, the lyrics and music he wrote are original, so he will definitely have to work with the singer for a while.

And who can I find now.

Qiao Xing only had two singers under him, one Qi Da and one Zhao Li, neither of them could sing rock and roll, and they had to hire foreign aid... Qiao Xing couldn't even think of any other rock singers.

After all, his strength lies in lyricism, and the people he pays attention to and gets acquainted with are all lyric singers, rock... Really.

Qiao Xing scratched his head.

"Why don't you... ask your little boyfriend?" Assistant Chen Qi said.

Oh yes.

Qiao Xing thought about his little boyfriend's situation. Ji Mingqi entered the program group by airborne, and he didn't follow any mentors. For so long, Ji Mingqi just used the program group as a performance stage simply because of his money. If he wanted to hire foreign aid... ...Then it would be perfect to invite Ji Mingqi.

Still a couple.

Choosing the day is worse than hitting the day, Qiao Xing was thinking about what kind of lyrics and music to change to suit Ji Mingqi's style, and at the same time dialed Ji Mingqi's phone number.

But as soon as he explained his intentions, Ji Mingqi simply refused.

"Your style doesn't suit me." Ji Mingqi said, "In terms of music, I only want to sing the songs I like. I don't really want to mix my private life with music."

"..." Although there was a ten-thousandth possibility that Ji Mingqi would refuse, Qiao Xing never expected that Ji Mingqi would refuse so simply and neatly.

Over there, Ji Mingqi seemed to realize that his tone was too serious, so he softened his voice a little.

"You're also a creator, Brother Qiao, you should understand me, right?" Ji Mingqi's voice softened, but his tone was still firm, "I'm not saying that your writing is not good, it's just that the style doesn't suit me. I still want to Sing songs that fit my style, you know my character, musically I'm really..."

"...Of course." Qiao Xing replied, "I can understand."

"Really?" Ji Mingqi heard the flatness in Qiao Xing's tone, and explained: "Brother Qiao, really, don't be angry with me, everyone has everyone's persistence, I just don't know how to do it in music." Too...I'm not saying that your writing is bad, it's just..."

"Well... Actually, the style of the song can be changed. What style do you like? Punk?" Of course Qiao Xing can understand Ji Mingqi's thoughts, but in a word, the composition should be based on the singer's style, and the lyrics and music should be adapted according to the singer's style It was Qiao Xing's job, he was afraid that Ji Mingqi would not know this, so he mentioned it.

"You don't need to change it, the style is inappropriate. Brother Qiao, you used to write about pop and lyrical genres. The span of punk is too big." Ji Mingqi still shook his head firmly, "Instead of changing it to be nondescript, why don't you... ask someone else?"

"...Okay." Hearing Ji Mingqi's firmness, Qiao Xing could only nod of course. "Well, I'll look for other singers."

"Well, don't be angry." Ji Mingqi said, "I'll pick you up for a drive at night?"

"...Come on, it's only a week before the recording, I have to change the song, I don't have time."

"Okay." Qiao Xing was right, and Ji Mingqi could only sigh, and said, "I'll see you at the recording site the day after tomorrow."

"it is good."

……

After hanging up the phone, Chen Qi, who was sorting out the materials, could obviously tell that his boss had been rejected, so he thoughtfully pretended he didn't hear anything and continued to sort out the materials.

Qiao Xing put the phone aside, and his movements were a little slow.

Although he could indeed understand Ji Mingqi's insistence, and knew that if he wasn't a lover, he would be obedient, but in short...it's hard to be rejected, especially if this person is his lover.

Qiao Xing stared at the computer desktop for a while, frantically thinking about who else to invite, but Chen Qi brought out a stack of old and yellowed account books from the cabinet.

A thick layer of dust had already accumulated on the ledger, Chen Qi patiently swept the dust off the cover, revealing the old stamped cover of the ledger page.

Qiao Xing's eyes fell on it, and he felt a little familiar, so he asked, "When is this account book?"

"When the studio was first established." Chen Qi smiled at him, "I was still your junior at that time."

"Really?" Qiao Xing said, "Bring me to see."

Chen Qi handed him the ledger.

The first page of the account book was opened, and what caught the eye was crooked fonts.

"..." How could his handwriting be so ugly, Qiao Xing despised himself.

Ignoring those unsightly handwriting, Qiao Xing turned his attention to what was written on the ledger, date of X, X, X, year X, title of the song: "Leaving", buyer: Li XX—the first song sold (individual)

The jerky handwriting brought back memories of Qiao Xing. He paused for a moment, and then read about two lines down, and saw another song sold record. The note behind it was the first song sold after the establishment of the studio.

Although the ledgers were all yellowed, when Qiao Xing saw the names of the densely packed buyers, he could occasionally remember the appearance of one or two people. Thinking of this... Qiao Xing suddenly remembered the discussion he heard behind the boulder that day.

He hesitated for a moment and took out his mobile phone. Baidu published a general list of early artists under Wen's Entertainment that can still be searched, and then checked the ledger line by line.

Comparing the two sides, as expected, Qiao Xing started to write songs by himself in the early days. Under Wen's Entertainment, all those who follow the singer route have indeed sung the songs written by him more or less, whether they are famous or not.

In the early days when he was trying to write songs, the names of artists under Wen's Entertainment occupied all of his purchase records, and also occupied a large space in the first six months of the studio's establishment.

In fact, think about it, Qiao Xing still remembers the appearance and voice of many people, and has heard about them more or less. He knows that the entertainment company is behind them.

But Wen Changrong never mentioned it to him back then, so he didn't think about Wen Changrong helping him on purpose. The important thing is, he never thought that Wen Changrong would help him so much.

At the beginning, he simply thought that he was capable, talented, and that he "didn't be afraid of deep alleys with wine", so it was normal for people to keep coming to him even if the first song was not eye-catching.

Now that I think about it... it's kind of ridiculous.

Forget it, it doesn't matter.

Qiao Xing closed the dilapidated ledger and put it back, then fell back, Ge You leaned paralyzed on the boss chair.

Chen Qi didn't know why, so he just glanced weakly at his boss, then took back the ledger and put it back in its original place.

Qiao Xing's cell phone heard a 'ding dong', indicating that Ji Mingqi had sent him a new message.

[I want to get a new tattoo, take a look, does it look good? ]

Below is a photo, looking at the location...it looks like the lower abdomen is close to the hip bone, which is the top of a certain male part.

Ji Mingqi pays great attention to body maintenance, and the muscles in his lower abdomen are even stronger and more qualitative. At this moment, there is a unique triangle pattern painted on the muscles, which looks even more sexy.

[Good looking] Qiao Xing replied.

[Then I got a tattoo]

[it is good]

There was no news over there, and Qiao Xing also temporarily put down the phone.

He watched the conversation between the two and thought to himself, there is indeed a big difference between the elderly and the young.

Wen Changrong doesn't say anything, which makes people guess, but Wen Changrong does a lot. He knows that he loves music and writes songs, and he also knows that the level of beginners is just like that, but he won't say it outright. For his self-esteem, he chooses a roundabout way to help him, so that he can have a bite to eat when he writes poorly, so that he can be encouraged when he is depressed, and he has evolved from the minefield to the current situation step by step. level.

The same is true in other aspects, even if he did not do well, even if he did something wrong, at most Wen Changrong would say something to him, and then turn around and find a way to solve it for him.

But Ji Mingqi is different. Ji Mingqi's love is very passionate, which is true, but also, Ji Mingqi's likes and dislikes are also clear. He will directly say 'I don't think it's appropriate', 'You are writing lyric, the first The effect of writing punk for the first time is definitely not good', and he thinks that he did not do well, so he will simply refuse, and then leave the matter to him to solve.

It's true that Qiao Xing is an adult man, and it's just a song that needs to be changed temporarily. This is not a big deal, and he can solve it himself.

But what to say.

Qiao Xing felt that he was quite a strong-willed person.

He is better than anyone in his mouth, and he does not lose to anyone when he does things. He can live well on his own, but from the bottom of his heart...he hopes that others can do these things for him of.

He is really a small person, afraid of suffering, tiredness and death, and when he is old, he still hopes to receive some unique favors like a child.

Of course he knows that a lover must be obedient, and he also knows that Ji Mingqi's persistence is understandable, but... even if Ji Mingqi said, 'I'll help you ask other friends', that's fine.

Don't make him feel like he's struggling alone.

This is probably a lack of love, Qiao Xing thought.

If his parents left later, I'm afraid he wouldn't be what he is now.

Motherly, alas.

Thinking so, Qiao Xing shook his head and dialed the number of his friends in the circle.

"Xiao Wang, it's me, Qiao Xing, please ask if you know any rock singers who have time in the past week..."

******

The days passed busy and fulfilling, and the rock-themed shooting was held as scheduled.

Qiao Xing made an appointment with another rock band. Although it was a hasty rehearsal, the effect on stage was pretty good.

Of course, as Ji Mingqi said before, he really doesn’t know much about rock and roll. Even if he works hard, the songs he writes are light rock at best. Compared with those intense rock music, they immediately pale in comparison, and the audience’s response is not good.

But even so, Qiao Xing is still very happy, because after filming this episode, the program crew will take a break.

This rock-themed show is a small concert where you can have close contact with fans. The venue is relatively large and the number of people present is quite large. At the end of the show, a song voting session was arranged. The skin is waiting to be the last one.

Firstly, his songs are not very good, secondly, he didn't give money to the program group, and thirdly, the ones who sang were not popular celebrities. This kind of voting must be the last one, so there is nothing strange about it.

Qiao Xing was thinking about how his sunspots would laugh at him the next day, but the result of the voting in the venue showed that it was only average, not the last one, but even.

Obviously Qiao Xing saw several rows of audience in the stands curl their lips when performing just now, but Qiao Xing was quite surprised to get this score now.

He was surprised when he suddenly caught a glimpse of a familiar figure standing up in the opposite VIP stand. Before Wen Changrong left, he took a special look at the score on the screen, and turned and left the stand after confirming that it was correct.

……

Everyone was very happy to be able to rest for a period of time. After the recording, the program group had dinner together.

Naturally, drinking is inevitable at a dinner party, and a group of people made a fuss until late at night.

It was already three o'clock in the morning, and Ji Mingqi held his shoulders firmly with his hands, and said to the program crew, "I'll take Brother Qiao back."

"Okay." Everyone smiled knowingly, the young man helped him out of the noisy bar, and gently moved his palm from his shoulder to his waist.

At this time, I have to go home and sleep, unless Qiao Xing has a brain problem.

The young man's hand fell on his waist, and his strong forearm was pressed against his lower back. Seeing the two approaching the hotel next to him, Qiao Xing didn't say much, but smiled at the smoky makeup on his face The non-smiling expression, and the sideways look with a smile in his eyes, is a deliberate seduction.

"Ah, isn't Kid Ji going to take me home?"

"Don't look at me like that on the main road." Ji Mingqi supported him, and hummed in a low voice as he walked into the hotel, "Go home, home is where there is a bed."

"Huh."

Qiao Xing narrowed his eyes lazily, and was half-pushed by Ji Mingqi into the hotel room.

Qiao Xing was a little drunk. After entering the room, he hurriedly took a shower, and then lit a cigarette. The old god sat on the chair and waited for Ji Mingqi to come out. Ji Mingqi took a minute to solve the cleaning problem, and then ran out quickly. A steamy kiss landed on his cheek.

"You still look good with smoky makeup." Ji Mingqi squatted in front of him, looking at him with eyes as hot as a pot of boiling spring water.

"Oh?" Qiao Xing raised his eyebrows, pressed the cigarette between his fingers into the ashtray, raised his head slightly, wrapped his hands loosely around the young man's waist, and kissed the young man's cheek. Does it look good?"

"Good-looking, all good-looking."

It was the age when the anger was the most intense, and Ji Mingqi obviously couldn't wait, and the two quickly rolled from the chair to the bed.

That pot of boiling spring water had turned into a raging fire, Ji Mingqi quickly took off his clothes, and kissed him fiercely against the tendons that Qiao Xing usually saw drooling over.

The young man's kiss stretched from his cheek to his neck, and then from his neck to his collarbone. Qiao Xing squinted his eyes lazily, looking naked from Ji Mingqi's red belly tattoo to his chest.

His gaze swept over his strong skin, ignoring his rebellious flowery arm, and finally fell on his sharp-edged jaw, and his pupils that were a little gray under the light.

"Long ron..."

Ji Mingqi paused, Qiao Xing suddenly sobered up completely.

Is there anything more embarrassing than this in this world?

Calling the wrong girlfriend's name in bed will kill you, but calling the wrong boyfriend's name will also kill you.

Qiao Xing's waking state suddenly reached the peak of his life at this time. He used his acting skills all his life to suppress the panic expression on his face, and then half stood up to fish for Ji Mingqi's trousers, making amends while doing so.

"Long...you are so long..."