Don't secretly shoot women's clothing gangsters

"I...Damn." Qian Cheng was dizzy by the hot wind, and his mind drifted for a long time, and finally he barely landed on the ground. The kiss from the earlobe to the cheek and finally to the lips completely lost his IQ. When he finally woke up I found out that the year has just passed by like this.

Qian Cheng covered his ears and blushed with grief and indignation: "Why did you suddenly kiss me!"

Ding Zile was very dissatisfied with his reaction, hugged the quilt and kicked him away: "Sleep on the floor if you don't kiss."

Qian Cheng maintained his strength for two or three seconds, and finally pulled the quilt: "Hello."

"Why?" Ding Zile revealed half of his face, "Do you want to cede land for peace?"

"I don't have anything." Qian Cheng rubbed his hands together in the cold, "Please, give me some quilt."

Ding Zile forced his face to sullen, and moved to the side, Qian Cheng wrapped the quilt quickly: "You are going to freeze your husband to death."

"No way." Ding Zile was surprised, quickly touched his wrist, and then patted, "24-hour automatic heating, I'm ashamed to say."

"I'm afraid you're cold." Qian Cheng smiled and leaned closer to Ding Zile, "Don't be angry, ah."

"Forget it, go to bed." Ding Zile was really too lazy to argue with this spoiler, so he just closed his eyes and kicked his legs to pretend to be dead.

"Don't." Unyielding, Qian Cheng rubbed against Ding Zile again, hesitated, and kissed Ding Zile on the cheek, "Don't be angry anymore."

Ding Zile laughed: "How can I have such a small belly."

"Well, it's my fault..." Qian Cheng murmured, "I'm not used to it...I'll get used to it slowly."

Ding Zile sighed silently in his heart, he didn't know whether to be happy about Qian Cheng's pitiful little experience, or depressed.

"Well," Ding Zile patted Qian Cheng with his backhand, which just happened to rub against his stomach, and then couldn't help smiling, "I've got a lot of fat this winter."

"Really?!" Qian Cheng hastened to pinch his stomach, "It's really... that I will lose weight in summer..."

"Ghosts believe it." Ding Zile snorted, "If you are too fat, I will send you out to weigh yourself."

Qian Cheng only felt a chill running down his back.

The expected New Year's Eve gift died automatically, Ding Zile was extremely upset, and while Qian Cheng was asleep, he ate a few handfuls of tofu to vent his anger. He was simply a strange uncle who had been hungry and thirsty for several years.Qian Cheng's sleep quality is surprisingly good. He falls asleep automatically in three seconds, and is extremely stable without moving. What's more gratifying is that it provides a steady stream of heat. It is simply a must-have product for home travel in winter in the south.

Ding Zile put his cold hand on Qian Cheng's stomach, and sighed comfortably.

The next morning Qian Cheng got up earlier than a chicken, subconsciously remembered that he was going out to play today, and when he opened his eyes, he found that it was still dark.When I turned around and saw Ding Zile, I broke out in a cold sweat and hurriedly recalled whether I had done something inappropriate for children last night, but in retrospect there was only a 5-minute kiss and the New Year’s Eve that slipped away quietly during the kiss .

Despite being pure and harmless, Qian Cheng couldn't help but blush.

After all, the scene gave people the feeling that I would be sorry for this configuration regardless of what happened.

Ding Zile turned over and rolled away all the quilts that Qian Cheng hadn't left for Qian Cheng, only then did Qian Cheng remember the root cause of his early waking-waking up from the cold!

The 24-hour automatic heating stove is so cold that your hands and feet are cold!

And the culprit was so tightly wrapped up that he didn't even know what happened.

Ding Zile is a bastard!

Qian Cheng threw off the quilt and slapped Ding Zile's butt: "Wake up!"

"Damn it!" Ding Zile was awakened in an instant, he had never enjoyed such a treatment before, his conditioned reflex was faster than his brain, and he threw the person down with his arm in a daze.

"Okay... Han..." All this happened so suddenly, Qian Cheng struggled to get up from the floor, took out a tissue and waved the white flag, "Excuse me..."

Ding Zile was sober. After looking for his unlucky boyfriend who hadn't seen him for a long time, he followed the white flag and saw that the man was lying on the ground: "What are you doing on the floor?"

"Ask you!" The surprise on the first day of the new year was really unexpected, Qian Cheng smiled wryly, "You killed someone in your dream!"

"Are you hurt?" Ding Zile pulled him up, "I feel like someone touched me just now."

Qian Cheng rolled his eyes and didn't speak, stretched his arms and legs, the body made by the poor was really strong enough for Ding Zile to fall ten times or eight times.

"Don't do that next time." Ding Zile lost his sleepiness and simply woke up, "Going to eat?"

Qian Cheng was attracted by the food before he had time to reflect on why the improvement was all on him.

Maybe because it is not near the sea, the wind is not so strong.The two of them took the morning bus out of the sight of a special car. According to Qian Cheng's strategy, their breakfast today was noodle noodles from a certain restaurant in the food street.

Legend has it that it is so delicious that it makes men silent and women cry.

"There are so many people." Qian Cheng's eyes widened. The almost empty bus just now seemed to be an illusion in his previous life. "Everyone is so active in order to eat."

"There are still seats." Ding Zile stretched his neck and looked inside, "Come on, I'll take a seat."

"Do you have any taboos?" Qian Cheng shouted at his disappearing back.

"Casual!"

Ding Zile's casualness is really casual, but Qian Cheng didn't dare to take it seriously. When he tremblingly took two bowls of noodle paste with at least five or six ingredients and found a stronghold, cold sweat almost broke out on his forehead. : "The competition is too fierce, and they are all old men and old ladies. I am afraid of bumping into them."

Ding Zile took a sip of the noodle paste: "You can speak louder, and all the old men and women in the store will come to you later."

"Don't scare me." Qian Cheng hurriedly turned his head to look around, people's attention was all on their own food, and then turned back, "Is the taste okay?"

"Very good." The luxurious noodle paste with shrimp and oysters tastes good.The most important thing is to be warm. In the south where heating is basically based on shaking, it is a very suitable breakfast.After one bite, even the internal organs warmed up.

"It's really delicious." Qian Cheng sighed with satisfaction, "I feel that life is very fulfilling."

"Your life is so complete." Ding Zile smiled.

"Intermittent consummation." Qian Cheng didn't talk so much when he was eating, and tried to be concise so as not to delay his meal. "At this moment, I feel complete, but I still have new goals..."

Ding Zile had never heard of this term, so he just smiled: "It's good."

Qian Cheng was very satisfied with the noodle paste in this store, and decided to have breakfast here for the next two days.When I went out, I saw that there was still a large gift bag of noodle paste at the front desk, and I was a little immobile.

"Did you buy this and I cook it or you cook it?" Ding Zile leaned against the door with his arms folded and smiled, "Forget it, it's good to be able to eat at home once a week."

The last cooking smelled his wig, Ding Zile regretted his hair, and now he refuses to wash his hands and make soup easily.

"Ah, let's buy it, I'll do it." Qian Cheng was very persistent, "Really, I swear."

"Then come and buy it on the last morning." Ding Zile compromised, "How are you going to go out with your things now?"

Qian Cheng initially achieved his goal and was satisfied.

Haizhou City has a long history. After all, two and a half days have been arranged, and there are plenty of opportunities to take a good look around.There is a mosque in the city, and there are several temples not far away, and the incense is very prosperous.Qian Cheng turned around and took a few photos.He had a preliminary understanding of Ding Zile's attributes. He was basically looking for a place to sit along the way. If it wasn't too dirty, he probably wouldn't let the car piles on the roadside pass by.

"Didn't you run before, why are you so lazy now?" Seeing Ding Zile leaning on the swing chair in the courtyard of the mosque for the nth time, Qian Cheng couldn't help but complain.

"Because tortoises live longer..." Ding Zile said.

"what?"

"Perhaps staying still can prolong life?"

"Come on, it's pseudoscience." Qian Cheng snorted, "Although I'm not a practitioner... But exercise is still good for your health."

"I moved just now." Ding Zile hugged the swing without letting go, "Would you like to sit down for a while?"

Looking at the two thin iron chains, Qian Cheng thought that it would be fine for them to bear the weight of an adult, plus he, who had been putting on fat for more than a month... let's forget it.

He took pictures in circles in the yard.

This mosque is quite small, with a small exhibition room, and some rooms are not open, so I can only look at the information introduction inside, or look at the preserved building stones outside-in fact, it is so windy and rainy The protective effect of the shower is not necessarily very good.But the weather today is very good, the sky is blue, the sun is abundant, and it is warm. Walking in the yard and looking at those stones is also very satisfying.

From a distance, watching Ding Zile leaning on the swing is also very emotional.

Qian Cheng rarely observed him like this.Most of the time the two are talking, talking endlessly.Qian Cheng knew that Ding Zile was good-looking, but he only had such an impression. Now that he was hiding in the distance and watching him lazily basking in the sun, Qian Cheng suddenly had the feeling to raise his mobile phone and take a few pictures. Zhang's impulse.

Not for the money, purely for the record.Time flies, and beauty tends to grow old. Ding Zile wore a very ordinary black coat on the small swing, wondering if he was thinking about life or in a daze, and Qian Cheng was suddenly moved.

He is actually with such a good-looking person...

As soon as Ding Zile raised his eyelids, he saw the clumsy candid photographer.

Of course, Qian Cheng probably didn't intend to hide it, and actually took several photos with different poses and angles.Ding Zile had no choice but to hold back, but in the end he couldn't hold on anymore. He sneezed, rubbed his nose, and waved to Qian Cheng, who very politely handed over the tissue.

"How was the filming going?" Ding Zile asked while wiping his nose.

"Can you find it?" Qian Cheng was taken aback, "I said the shape is good, so it was a posing!"

"It's just your candid photography skills." Ding Zile rolled his eyes, "I can spot it even with my eyes closed."

"Really." Qian Cheng smiled a little guilty, "I can't tell, you still see everything."

"That's it." Ding Zile raised his hand and pinched Qian Cheng's chin, "I can see everything about you."

Qian Cheng didn't know if this was a teasing sentence from the domineering president, or if he was referring to something, his expression froze for a second, and he shook his phone: "Look?"

"It must be handsome." Ding Zile said boldly.

"That's natural." Qian Cheng called out the photo, "And it's changing with each passing day."

"You're right," Ding Zile took the phone and looked at it with a smile, "Indeed, I was shocked by my handsome face."

"It's also the first time I've seen such a confident person." Qian Cheng took the phone back, "Let's go, there are still several points to go."

After a day of looking around, Qian Cheng has accumulated a lot of photos.At night, he was lying on the bed in the hotel flipping through the photos. Ding Zile squeezed away from him after taking a shower, and watched for a long time: "Why is it all me?"

"There's nothing to take pictures of." Qian Cheng clicked on one, "Hey, your legs are really long."

"Really." Ding Zile leaned his leg towards him, "It's true, it's a lot longer than you."

"...Go to hell."

Although it was a very fleeting journey, it was still very enjoyable. Ding Zile also took a lot of photos. It is said that Qian Cheng will appear in the photo, so Qian Cheng is very much looking forward to it.When he clicked on the photo, Qian Cheng hesitated for a while, and pointed to the little man with strange expressions and poses on the picture: "This is me?"

"Otherwise?" Ding Zile didn't feel anything wrong at all, "You can recognize it just by the clothes."

Yes, apart from clothes, Qian Cheng really couldn't find anything in common between himself and the ugly thing in the photo.

"Do you have any opinion on me?" Qian Cheng flipped through a few photos, basically the style was similar to the first one, occasionally there were a few photos with normal expressions, but the clothes didn't feel right, and they didn't look completely normal at all. "Look, I even took pictures of you so beautifully."

"That's also my own fault." Ding Zile took the phone back, "Don't forget, I taught you how to take pictures."

Qian Cheng almost forgot about this.After all, the history is really long, and when I think about it carefully, it seems that it is indeed the case.

"Go back and buy some clothes for you," Ding Zile suggested, "He's my boyfriend after all."

"Did I embarrass you?" Qian Cheng felt that he was not badly dressed, and he persistently believed that Ding Zile's photography skills were abnormal today. After all, he is such a cute baby, so he shouldn't be posting emojis.

"No." Ding Zile paused, knowing that the lack of euphemism caused a misunderstanding, "I just wanted to find an excuse to buy clothes for you."

"Can we not be so crooked when we talk?" Qian Cheng bumped into Ding Zile with a smile, "Although people are crooked, they have to be upright."

"Oh..." Ding Zile couldn't think of any necessary connection between the two, but he said along the topic, "Then I'll be straightforward... Now that we're together, I really want to buy you something. Be nice to you, although you also have a salary. But what do you need, please don't be polite to me. "

Qian Cheng didn't expect Ding Zile to say such a thing. After all, he didn't have much experience in dating, but he always felt that if he was dating a girl, as a boy, he would probably have to pay more.

But now his love partner is also a man, which is a bit difficult to handle.

And listening to Ding Zile's words, he somehow felt that Qian Cheng was being paid.

"Then I..." Qian Cheng struggled for a long time and didn't know what to say, "Damn, generally speaking, should I accept it?"

"You can be happy or not." Ding Zile couldn't help but smile, "It doesn't really matter. If you feel sorry, you can do something else. Like housework."

"I feel like a housewife." Qian Cheng smiled.

"No. That's just a way of expression." Ding Zile lay down, "I just said my way, I hope you don't find it strange in the future."

"Understood." Qian Cheng said with a smile, "Clothes are not particularly needed... But, if it's convenient for you, can you help me see if there is any part-time job opportunity?"

"Are you short of money?" Ding Zile asked.

"It's fine now," Qian Cheng said, "I can't stay like this forever."

"Understood, intermittent consummation." Ding Zile pursed his lips, "I'll help you pay attention."

"Thank you." Qian Cheng said sincerely.

"Return."

"Kiss you." Qian Cheng returned persistently.

"it is good."

Tired after a day's work, the two of them fell asleep within a short time.In the middle of the night, Qian Cheng went to the bathroom and habitually turned on his phone. He was startled when he saw that there were more than a dozen messages from Ding Ziyue.

"Happy New Year Brother Qian!"

"Brother Qian, what are you doing?"

"Don't answer me? Are you with my brother?"

……

The corner of Qian Cheng's mouth twitched as he flipped through the message. Even without his reply, Ding Ziyue could still complete a long monologue on his own.

The latest one was ten minutes ago. Qian Cheng was surprised that he didn't hang out with Zhou Xun on such a great festival?

"I just fell asleep and didn't look at my phone..." Qian Cheng thought that he should be asleep, but he didn't expect Ding Ziyue's message to chase after him not long after the message was sent.

"I rely on you to not sleep yet?" Qian Cheng was surprised, and looked at the time, it was past one o'clock.Teenagers these days are really full of energy.

"It's the holidays?" Ding Ziyue was full of energy, "The photos are coming soon."

There are a lot of photos that can be thrown out at any time. Qian Cheng is sitting on the toilet, and his internal ideological struggle is really intense. After deliberating for a long time, he finally confessed the thoughts that were slowly brewing before: "Or, this is the end of it?"

Ding Ziyue didn't expect that there were still people who would spend a lot of money without making money. The main reason he harassed Qian Cheng in the middle of the night was because there was no one to accompany him during the long night. What's more, Qian Cheng's move came so suddenly and without any foreshadowing, it caught him off guard.

"What?" Ding Ziyue suppressed his burning curiosity, "What happened?"

"I guess your brother has discovered something." Qian Cheng polished his words, "I think it's better to be cautious... let's stop for a while." This excuse is very suitable, and he does have such worries.

"That's fine." Ding Ziyue didn't ask any more questions, "I thought... Forget it, I'll ask my mother tomorrow, it shouldn't be a big deal."

"Well," Qian Cheng felt relieved, "Thank you."

"It's nothing." Ding Zi jumped back.That's the end of the topic, when Qian Cheng was about to end his long toilet break and go back to rest, Ding Ziyue said again: "Hey, brother Qian, are you okay with my brother?"