give you a soft spot

Xi Zhuo knew that I was going to Chen Zuoyuna tomorrow, and he sent Xiao Gao who drove him here because he wanted to fly back to Beijing with me. Free time is nothing more than tomorrow day and tonight.

The three of us are not getting along for the first time, so there is no restraint, and we are so free that guests are not like guests, and the host is not like the host.

At night, as usual, I sleep on the sofa in the living room, and Ms. Yuan Shujie and Xi Zhuo each have a bedroom.

After turning off the lights and going to bed, I sent messages with Xi Zhuo across the wall. In the end, I fell asleep holding my mobile phone. The length of the sofa was just right, but it was not suitable for sleeping after all. I woke up when I turned over.

Seeing a person lying on the ground next to the sofa, I thought it was my eyesight. Xi Zhuo came to the living room at some point. He would sleep on the floor instead of sleeping on a good bed. A double-folded blanket was spread under him. I was afraid that he would catch a cold. After waking him up, he said softly, "Go back to bed and sleep."

He sat up in a daze: "Together."

"What are you doing together? Go back quickly, it's cold on the ground."

He got up, rolled up the quilt, picked me up by the way, and took me back to the bedroom with small steps.

If my mother was not at home, I would share the bed with him. Although she didn't object to us, it still couldn't be too much.

However, Xi Zhuo held me tight and wouldn't let me go back to the sofa, and I was so sleepy that I just lay down on the bed and fell asleep.

I have always had a bad sleeping pattern, especially when I sleep, and it is common to turn my head and feet upside down after waking up.But since sleeping with Xi Zhuo, it's like the curse has been lifted, sleeping peacefully and well-behaved.

He said these two words, I don't understand, just be safe, what is cute.

I don't know how my mother felt when she saw us going out of the bedroom together in the morning. She went to morning exercise and bought breakfast and asked us what time our flight was.

My tickets were already booked, and I thought Xi Zhuo was too, but he shook his head and said he hadn't booked yet.

I put the steamed stuffed bun that I took a bite back into the bowl, put down my chopsticks and quickly took out my mobile phone to order it for him.

He said he asked me to refund the ticket and book him the first class again, which was comfortable and quiet. I said no refund and booked him the economy class, which was very close to me.So we had a disagreement on the booking.

My mother drank the porridge and shook her head. Although she didn't say anything, I could see from her expression that she was wondering how the two of us got together.

I looked at Xi Zhuo: "Rock paper scissors, the loser obeys the winner."

After he nodded, he put his hands behind his back as if he was holding the winning ticket: "Wait for you to lose."

Perhaps, self-confidence really works, his momentum is as strong as his luck, my cloth was defeated by his scissors, and he directly raised the scissors hands in a proud demonstration.

Because it was an afternoon flight, Xi Zhuo wanted to visit my studio before leaving.

I strictly stopped him, he was too eye-catching, and his presence would easily cause confusion, what should he do if something happens to him when there are no staff around him.

But he disagreed, saying that he really wanted to see where I work, learn about my career and meet my friends.

While we were arguing and arguing in my room, I packed my luggage, drank a glass of water and leaned against the head of the bed to rest.

Xi Zhuo sat down next to me: "I want to walk into your world, first you have to open the door to welcome, instead of making no concessions or compromising like this."

I discussed with him: "How about taking you there next time?"

"I want to know, did you also refuse Yan Yiyun when he said he wanted to come to your studio?"

I sighed: "Brother Zhuo, are you still struggling with that concert ticket?"

Seeing that he didn't speak, I continued: "That's just a ticket. He wants me to go to his concert. Why are you so uncomfortable?"

"That's not just a ticket."

I was a little anxious: "What is that?"

Xi Zhuo looked at me with a very serious tone: "I also came from his stage. At that time, my relatives and friends tickets were reserved for my parents or my brother. I always hope to stand on the big stage in the true meaning of life. The most important person can sit in the audience and watch. He left you the only family and friend ticket, don’t you understand the meaning of this, he regards you as very important, the only important thing.”

I was stunned, but I actually tried to argue: "We are good friends."

Xi Zhuo pursed his lips: "That's probably just your unilateral thought."

When a firm thing is questioned, my instinctive reaction is to not believe it. I smiled and said, "What is on your mind? It's not what you think. He's just a child. Maybe his parents don't have time to go and leave it to me."

Xi Zhuo was silent for a while before patting me on the back: "I hope so."

I rubbed my head against his shoulder: "Then let's go to the studio, let's go."

But he shook his head: "No, next time."

I don't understand how he said he changed his mind, so he changed his mind. If he didn't want to go and I couldn't force him to go, I gave up.

We set off on time in the afternoon, and he followed me the civilian route throughout the journey, taking the subway and bus. He may not be used to this way of travel, and he rarely talks on the road.

It’s okay to be photographed by passers-by, I don’t really resist it, but when I get to the airport, I still want him to hide from professional paparazzi.

Xi Zhuo walked around more leisurely: "What are you hiding, I didn't kill or set fire, and I'm not a fugitive suspect, let them shoot."

A while ago, the scandal had just subsided, and we walked together again. I was afraid that I would be caught again and not make a big fuss.

As he walked towards the VIP lounge, he asked me, "What are you afraid of? With me, you seem to be afraid forever."

I looked at him, waiting for him to continue talking.

"You and Yan Yiyun appear in the public eye, you dine together, play football together, and travel together, have you ever been afraid of being photographed?"

The man seemed to have memorized a manuscript, and he was still talking quickly and in a low voice: "When the studio was established, it was urgently needed for publicity. You asked him for help and you didn't ask me. You designed exclusive clothes for him and he posted them on the Internet. You can like them generously, but you don't like me." I posted a picture of the bowl of noodles you made, which is completely opposite. He can accompany you on the road, and he can also send you back to the hotel, but I can't do all of them...Have you ever wondered what the problem is, why he You can do that because you allow him to do that, but if it were me, you would stop him, just like today when I was going to your studio."

My walking feet don’t seem to be mine, and all my attention is devoted to my hearing. Only we can hear Xi Zhuo’s voice. It’s obviously very small, but it’s very loud in my ears.

How could he remember so clearly, he was thinking about this, he was concerned about Yan Yiyun, is he jealous, how should I answer.

Soon Xi Zhuo grabbed my hand no matter how hard I struggled, and dragged me away with a calm expression: "Let them shoot, your mother is right, if you don't dare to get something under the bright sun It will always be unseen.”

"What did my mother tell you?" Seeing that I couldn't get it back, I blocked it with my bag, "Don't listen to her nonsense."

"She didn't talk nonsense, she just saw it thoroughly and woke me up by the way."

Xi Zhuo's hand was holding mine tightly, and many eyes were looking at it, I panicked, and shouted in a low voice: "Brother Zhuo, let go, you're crazy!"

He was also answering me with the same voice: "I'm not crazy, telling me to lie is not my true opinion. If I can't even declare my love to the world, I will soon lose the right to be loved by you."

"Brother Zhuo, you misunderstood."

He smiled at the corner of his mouth: "Whether it's a misunderstanding or not, I believe in you, but I don't trust others, so I have to let everyone know that you are mine."

Before I had time to react, my body was hooked by him, and my face hit his chest. He actually hugged me with his boyfriend's exclusive posture in front of the public.

If I had a shell, I would definitely shrink in instead of hiding in his arms with my eyes tightly closed. What kind of string is wrong with him? Why did he suddenly act so impulsively and unreasonably? I don’t know where to throw away my maturity and poise. .He chose the most direct way to express his thoughts in public with body language.

It seems that the hat of "Mrs. Xi" that was put on by netizens in the last scandal will be completely worn this time.