man god tell me to die

Looking at him in disbelief, Zhou Qiyan hid his upper body backwards, and subconsciously raised his hand to cover himself, like a young girl who is about to bridal chamber.

His appearance made Zhao Zixin laugh so hard, Zhou Qiyan, who is usually carefree, is actually very innocent, and suddenly wanted to tease him, Zhao Zixin raised his eyebrows and said, "I don't need me? Then I'll go out and wait, and I will lend you the room."

Said he made a gesture to leave.

Zhou Qiyan, who was belatedly aware, jumped up from the bed, hugged him from behind, buried his head in his neck, and whispered: "Don't...don't go."

Tilting his head, Zhao Zixin turned around and put his arms around Zhou Qiyan's neck, found his lips and kissed him.

The moment Zhou Qiyan touched Zhao Zixin's tongue, Zhou Qiyan felt that his brain had completely crashed, and my dear little brother became more energetic, showing faint signs of losing control.

If he could comfort it with his thoughts just now, it would not be so easy to deal with now.

Turning around and pressing Zhao Zixin under him, Zhou Qiyan regained control of the kiss.

Zhao Zixin really didn't respond at first, and his needs in this regard have never been strong.

But then Zhou Qiyan's fierce offensive still pushed him out of the fire.

When Zhao Zixin's hand held him, Zhou Qiyan felt a sudden shock in his soul, as if he didn't know where it was.

After a long time, Zhao Zixin moved his sore hands, took a piece of paper and wiped it silently.

Zhou Qiyan was a little embarrassed, he moved slowly behind Zhao Zixin, embraced him in his arms, and said in a low voice, "You...what do you do?"

Glancing at him, Zhao Zixin didn't speak.He doesn't want to talk right now, or do anything else.

Seeing that he didn't respond, Zhou Qiyan secretly moved his hand to his leg.

Stopping his hand halfway, Zhao Zixin said, "What did you do just now?"

Zhou Qiyan, who was rejected, looked frustrated and lost, sniffing, and said, "I just... didn't react... don't you want me?" He felt that he was about to cry.

Not knowing why the child was so fragile, Zhao Zixin raised his hand to touch his head, but stopped halfway when he remembered that he hadn't washed his hands.

Tilting his head to kiss his face, Zhao Zixin said, "Don't think too much, there is no time."

Sure enough, at this moment.

"Zixin, what are you two doing so slowly inside? Let me ask my classmates what they want for lunch." Mother Zhao knocked on the door and said outside.

Zhou Qiyan's body stiffened suddenly, and he gave him a consoling look. Zhao Zixin replied, "I'll be fine soon, Mom, let him change clothes." After speaking, he mouthed to Zhou Qiyan, "What do you want to eat?"

Clearing his throat, Zhou Qiyan said loudly: "Auntie, I can do anything! I love to eat whatever you do!"

Zhao's mother laughed outside the door and said, "Okay, then I'll do what I'm good at."

After Zhao's mother left, Zhao Zixin looked at Zhou Qiyan and praised him, "Small mouth is quite sweet."

Curling his lips, Zhou Qiyan rubbed his hair against his face: "It's too scary!"

With a chuckle, Zhao Zixin kissed him, and said, "Put on your trousers, I'll go out first."

Zhou Qiyan hurriedly tidied himself up, thinking about what he did with Zhao Zixin just now, he felt an uncontrollable excitement.But the only regret is... I actually forgot to touch Zi Xin... Half annoyed and half excited, he rolled on Zhao Zixin's bed several times before he went out blushing.

The University of Orlando started school earlier this year, and they had to report for registration on the ninth and tenth day of the lunar new year.

Now there is only one week left before the start of school, and Zhao Zixin has basically finished what he planned to do during the winter vacation, and Zhou Qiyan pesters him in different ways every day to go out to play.

Zhao Zixin himself doesn't like going out to play very much, he would rather read at home when he has time.But Zhou Qiyan made a special trip to find him, he couldn't let him stay in the house with him.

As for Zhou Qiyan, as long as he was with Zhao Zixin, he was very happy, and he was dragging him out because he didn't want him to stay at home all the time.

It's just that it's fun to play, but there's one thing that's not so fun.

The second day after Zhou Qiyan came.

With the previous sweetness, he can no longer be satisfied with simply sleeping with Zhao Zixin in his arms.

When Zhou Qiyan made his request cryptically, Zhao Zixin rejected it without any room for negotiation on the grounds of "too frequently hurting his body".

Rubbing his chin aggrievedly, Zhou Qiyan whispered: "Then what frequency will work..."

After thinking about it, Zhao Zixin said, "Once every three days, the interval should not be less than three days."

With a bitter face, Zhou Qiyan bargained: "This time is too long... You are so cruel! Do you not like being with me?" Now you only use your hands so little, what if you do it in the future? ...

Frowning, Zhao Zixin said: "Zhou Qiyan, don't say such things in the future."

Knowing that he was really angry, Zhou Qiyan hugged him tightly and said anxiously: "I was wrong... I was confused... I was talking nonsense..."

Pulling his ear, Zhao Zixin said: "Doing this kind of thing too much is really bad for your health, don't think about it too much."

"Four times a week! No less!" Zhou Qiyan argued.

Zhao Zixin wanted to say something else, but Zhou Qiyan was determined with a look on his face that if you dare to refuse me, I will cry for you.

Can't grind him, Zhao Zixin finally compromised.

The night is long and so is their future.

It's just a long future, always full of uncertainty.

At this time, in the capital, a certain private club.

Qin Che was sitting on a small high-end leather sofa, holding a glass of red wine in his hand. He shook his hand slightly, looking at the scarlet wine rolling inside.

The wine bottle on the table in front of him was open, and the aroma of the wine in the room was fragrant. The owner seemed to be using this method to sober up.

The door of the room was suddenly opened from the outside, Wen Yongjun walked in hurriedly, and slowed down after seeing Qin Che.

Wen Yongjun took a new glass and poured himself wine. Wen Yongjun sat opposite Qin Che.

"Why don't you drink it? They are all good wine." Wen Yongjun touched his glass by himself, raised his head and drank the liquid in the glass.

Without looking at him or drinking, Qin Che said softly, "What did you call me here for?"

"I can't see you if I have nothing to do?" Wen Yongjun asked with a smile, his face in his forties was well maintained, and he wore metal half-rim glasses, which made him very elegant.

This looks like a mature and successful man.

Qin Che raised his eyes, quietly looked at Wen Yongjun's face, and did not speak.

Wen Yongjun didn't know what he was looking at when he looked at himself, but he felt that there seemed to be many things in his eyes, many things that interested him very much.

The two looked at each other for a while, and Wen Yongjun compromised first.He signaled Qin Che to let him drink with his eyes: "Okay, okay, everything is settled with the Shu family. Is it worth a toast?"

"Details." Qin Che still didn't move, just said calmly.

With a helpless smile, Wen Yongjun said: "The current head of the Shu family is Shu Yuqing, the eldest son of the Shu family. It's been a day."

Seemingly very impatient with him talking about the summary of the previous situation that he already knew, Qin Che said, "Get to the point."

Wen Yongjun reached out to touch Qin Che's head, but he dodged it.He didn't feel embarrassed at all, chuckled, withdrew his hand, and said: "Shu Yuqing's ambition made him unwilling to stay at the current stage of the Shu family, so he used some unconventional small means. It's a pity that these means not only have no It had the desired effect, but it was cut off by us, and the handle was left in our hands. This handle is enough for him to go in and stay for a few years."

He seemed confident, but Qin Che didn't think so.

Qin Che lowered his head again and said in a low voice, "He won't be that stupid."

Looking at him appreciatively, Wen Yongjun said, "Of course he won't, but I will find a way to make him stupid."

Looking up at him suddenly, Qin Che said, "What did you do? Didn't you say it was his own problem?"

"I just provided him with a way, and he himself chose to go in in the end. How can you blame me?" Wen Yongjun lowered his head to sip the wine in his glass, squinted his eyes happily, and reached out to support the mirror Fighting, he said: "According to what you said, how could their family keep the tricks they had so many years ago? Xiao Che, sometimes, your so-called principles will block your way. Remember not to be kind to women! .”

Qin Che lowered his head and nestled in the soft sofa. He was a very small one, looking a bit decadent.

Wen Yongjun looked at him and smiled speciously.He raised his head and drank the wine in the glass. He walked up to Qin Che, supported his shoulders, and passed the wine in his mouth.

This time Qin Che did not resist.

Zhou Qiyan lived very happily in Zhao Zixin's house, and Zhao Zixin really kept his promise, four times a week.

Not once without him, but most of the time without him.

The second time, Zhou Qiyan finally remembered that his hands could move.When he met Zhao Zixin, Zhou Qiyan watched him breathe quickly and sometimes slowly because of his movements, and his whole body was covered with a layer of beauty that lived up to the usual, and suddenly felt that this was better than him touching himself.

There is a feeling of really holding him in the palm of your hand.

If he's willing...willing to let me...then I'm probably going crazy.

Unfortunately not now.

some night.

Zhou Qiyan is very depressed now, he feels that he can't stick to Zhao Zixin every day after school starts, he can't hug him to sleep, and he can't...

There is no reason for people to go back to vegetarianism after eating meat. Although it is not braised pork now, but steamed meat is still meat. There is no way to eat grass anymore!

Zhao Zixin took a shower and went back to his room. As soon as he entered the door, he saw Zhou Qiyan staring at him with wide eyes.

Secretly squinting his eyes, Zhao Zixin said in his heart, "There is fraud."

Calmly walked to the edge of the bed and sat down, Zhao Zixin focused on brushing his hair, pretending not to see Zhou Qiyan's eyes full of "I have something on my mind".

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