Xia Shuang Qiurong

In the evening, Xia Shuang stretched her muscles and stretched her legs on the windowsill of the living room, sweating profusely.I haven't practiced for a few days, and I have been eating irregularly recently. After a set of warm-up exercises, I can't keep up with my physical strength.

The Bluetooth headset is connected to the WeChat voice, and the other end is the assistant Mengmeng who is worried about big and small things.

Mengmeng (nervous): "Has Qiu Rong harassed you again?"

Xia Shuang turned her head and saw Qiu Rong sitting at the dining table three meters away, wearing a crumpled cotton and linen home clothes, barefoot, specializing in scripts.

Xia Shuang; "No."

Mengmeng: "You must remember to keep a distance from him."

Xia Shuang: "Don't worry, he likes to harass Omega, but not me."

Qiu Rong straightened up: "Hey, why is that beautiful and lovely assistant of yours still scolding me? It's been scolding for a long time."

Xia Shuang rolled her eyes and said, "Calm down for a while."

Xia Shuang bent her legs, lay on the ground, and began to do sit-ups.

Mengmeng was silent for a while, then suddenly said: "There is something I wanted to keep from you, but..."

Xia Shuang panted, and kept moving: "Say it."

Mengmeng: "After you came to record the show, I found someone to keep an eye on your dad. In the past few days, someone saw him again in Macau."

Xia Shuang's waist froze in place, and she didn't reply for a long time.

In the end, he sat down a few more times violently in retaliation, with a little force, and finally strained his waist.

Xia Shuang couldn't help cursing: "Fuck."

Qiurong didn't know the specific content of their conversation, so he just asked quietly: "I thought you wouldn't know how to curse?"

Xia Shuang sat on the ground and didn't get up for a long time.

Qiurong felt that something was wrong, so he pulled the stool and got up to look.

"Twisted?" Seeing Xia Shuang's hand holding her waist, Qiu Rong asked.

Xia Shuang nodded.

Qiurong pulled his arm, put it around his neck, and helped him to the sofa, Xia Shuang was hissing all the time, lying face down on the sofa, opened the T-shirt, two Hands doing physical therapy for themselves.

Qiurong looked at it for a while and asked, "You are so young, why are you unhappy every day?"

Xia Shuang remained silent and continued to massage herself.

Looking at it from Qiurong's perspective, the boy's slender body is lying on the sofa. The sports T-shirt is half rolled up, revealing a smooth waist. Looking from the side, there can be faint outlines of abdominal muscles. The boy's temples and neck have Sweating, snorting occasionally leaked a few weak moans, especially in the big empty house.

Qiurong adjusted his sitting posture uncomfortably, and silently stretched out his hand to pull Xia Shuang's clothes back to its original position: "There is an Omega sitting opposite you anyway, you should be more careful."

As she said that, she used her stronger hands to press Xia Shuang through her clothes.

Xia Shuang was in pain and refreshed, and hummed: "I'm already like this...why is your head full of yellow waste every day?"

Qiurong's massage technique was not bad, the place he touched seemed to be on fire, and the pain gradually disappeared, replaced by a numbness and the unique smell of Qiu Rong lingering in the air.

Xia Shuang's heartbeat became faster and faster, and her body became more and more sensitive.

Xia Shuang pressed his hand and said uncomfortably, "Okay, you better not touch me."

"..." Qiu Rong wisely distanced herself from Xia Shuang.

There was no way to continue exercising, Xia Shuang lay dead on the sofa.

Qiurong looked at the wall clock: "I don't seem to be full for dinner, I'm hungry again at this o'clock."

Xia Shuang: "Don't eat."

Qiurong: "Don't eat?"

Xia Shuang: "Well, lose weight."

Qiu Rong silently opened the kitchen cabinet and took out his own snack pack: "Are you sure you don't want to eat?"

Xia Shuang smoked from seven orifices: "..."

Qiurong sat cross-legged on the dining chair, eating happily, the scent of various additives wafted into Xia Shuang's nose, Xia Shuang only hated that she was inconvenient to move and had nowhere to hide.

Xia Shuang protested: "Can you stop talking?"

After Qiurong enjoyed it, he licked all ten fingers one by one: "You say that I have such a good life, and I don't get fat after eating anything. The so-called wine and meat have passed through the intestines, leaving a handsome face."

"You say you are a person who earns so much money, lives to earn but spends his life, and can't even satisfy a basic desire of tongue, what a waste of a human being!"

Xia Shuang launched a pillow attack on Qiurong again.

Ten minutes later, Qiurong came over and stuffed a peeled duck neck next to Xiashuang's mouth: "Open your mouth."

Xia Shuang, who clamored in her heart that I would not betray the organization even if you gave me chili water on a tiger bench, silently chose to betray the revolution: "...Anyway, my waist is twisted and my fitness plan has been aborted, so... eat."

Xia Shuang took a bite with her neck stuck, tears streaming down her face.

Qiu Rong could only see the top of Xia Shuang's furry head. Thinking that he had finished eating, he took the bone he spat out with his palm, warm and warm, like taking care of a kitten and puppy at home.

Qiurong peeled off two other kinds of snacks, before his eyes, he said persuasively: "Brother."

People who are not in good health will be particularly fragile mentally, and Qiurong is obviously taking advantage of his unpreparedness to attack his heart.

Xia Shuang tilted her head, and for a long time, she gave up on herself and said, "...Brother."

Qiu Rong was so happy that he stuffed the whole package of snack bags by his hand: "Take it all, take it all."

Xia Shuang tore the package silently.

Qiurong: "Brother, today is the day you and I are sworn brothers. From now on, you and I will share the blessings and difficulties..."

Xia Shuang: "..."

Qiu Rong sat down next to Xia Shuang and started her own script, overjoyed.

Xia Shuang was a little nearsighted, squinting her eyes and couldn't read clearly, so she asked him, "What are you writing furtively? You haven't told me about what you're going to record tomorrow? What are you trying to do?"

Qiu Rong smiled and said nothing: "Your brother and I don't like rehearsing in advance when making movies. If everything is fake, what's the point? You'll know when the time comes."

Xia Shuang came over silently, and Qiu Rong pressed him back silently. Xia Shuang tried a few times, but she couldn't compete with Qiu Rong in terms of strength, so she gave up and found a comfortable position to lie down angrily: " If you don't look, don't look, you are stingy."

Qiu Rong was happy, looked at his dark circles, and asked: "Have you rested well these days? Are the side effects of inhibitors still obvious?"

Xia Shuang rubbed her eyes: "I didn't sleep well, I often wake up in the middle of the night."

Qiurong nodded: "You'd better use less inhibitors, the announcement will be more intensive next week, it's better to recharge your batteries."

Xia Shuang responded humbly, rubbing her eyes.

Qiurong reads the script, Xia Shuang rests, and the two don't disturb each other.

Half of Qiurong's body just covered the floor lamp behind him, and the yellow backlight outlined his tall and straight silhouette. His slightly long hair was scattered on both sides of his forehead, and his chin, which had been shaved before the live broadcast in the morning, was now turning blue again. There is a feeling of a handsome Japanese man—"As long as you don't open your mouth." Xia Shuang thought silently, resting her chin.

After Alpha and Omega have a relationship, they will be more sensitive to each other's presence and smell.

The two were so close, Xia Shuang used an inhibitor, and there was no particularly obvious smell, but he could always smell Qiu Rong's body, a faint smell like grass-flavored cologne.

Not bad smell, quite reassuring.Of course, Xia Shuang attributed this to a physiological reaction, but with such a big Buddha in front of him, his head didn't seem to hurt so much.

Qiurong chatted with Xia Shuang one after another: "By the way, what are you going to do after recording this show?"

Xia Shuang: "Let's go to college first."

Qiurong: "What about work?"

Xia Shuang: "In the second half of the year, there will be two commercials, four concerts, and ten commercial events scheduled in the last two months..."

Qiu Rong frowned: "Stop, stop, is your company exploiting child labor?"

Xia Shuang: "...Sorry, I'm already nineteen."

Qiurong taught him with special words and earnestness: "Brother, you really have to spare your life."

Xia Shuang looked at Qiu Rong's fingers moving quickly on the draft paper, and was rarely interested in its owner: "What about you?"

Qiu Rong: "Me? After earning this money, continue to be my rich and idle person."

"I haven't made a movie for a year, and it's not bad to wait another half a year. We, the filmmakers, are all inspired. We haven't opened for three years, and we have been open for three years. My buddy has a film project. Now I’m still working on the script, I guess he’s working hard, so he can start working in the first half of next year, so I can rest for half a year.”

Xia Shuang couldn't understand such a waste of life, and instinctively wanted to criticize, but swallowed the words: "What does this have to do with me?"

Xia Shuang's eyes rolled, and suddenly she had a flash of inspiration, remembering the gossip she heard at a certain rich man's wine shop.It's no secret in the upper class that the rich like to raise young actors, especially those with a bit of literary flair.

"They or they, with ten fingers not touching the spring water, dissociated from the world, full of emotion, and strong perception of life, are like a precious piece of art. It is good to put it at home to decorate the garden without doing anything. "

Of course, rich people support them, so they must do something.

Wait, what am I thinking...

Xia Shuang slapped her face fiercely, trying to wake herself up.

Qiurong was taken aback: "What's wrong with you?"

"It's nothing." Xia Shuang quickly buried her head in her arms like an ostrich, and did not move.

Why did he have such a terrible idea, Xia Shuang quickly attributed it to himself - he had not yet established a sound view of sex and love, but was poisoned by Qiurong's fallacies and heresies, and now his mind is not normal.

Ten minutes later, the sound of Xia Shuang's even and long breathing came, and he fell asleep on the sofa on his stomach.

Qiu Rong shook his head, took a coat of his own, and put it on Xia Shuang's affected area, fearing that he would catch a cold.

Xia Shuang fell into a drowsy sleep, stretched out an arm, and hugged Qiurong's thigh.

Qiurong: "..."

Xia Shuang was quite vigorous, and Qiu Rong couldn't get it out after two strokes.

Qiu Rong wanted to cry but had no tears, and pushed Xia Shuang's head as heavy as a shot put, but saw him frowning, as if he had a nightmare.

Xia Shuang dreamed of his father, and vented out many things that he was too lazy to say or didn't want to say in his sleep. He dreamed that he was brave and courageous at last, and pointed at his father's nose to tell him to roll, never again. come to him.His father rushed up and was about to beat him, with a vicious expression on his face, Xia Shuang woke up with a "ah", and the first reaction when he woke up was: Hey, why am I lying in Qiurong's arms?She's still wearing Qiurong's coat?

Xia Shuang's waist didn't hurt much anymore, he straightened up, wrapped his coat tightly, and looked at Qiu Rong suspiciously.

Afraid that Xia Shuang would beat him up again, Qiurong quickly raised his hands to excuse himself: "It's not that I didn't, it was you who took the initiative!"

Xia Shuang was dubious, silently clutching her cell phone, Qiu Rong didn't know what he was thinking.In fact, Xia Shuang was surprised at why she fell asleep so quickly next to Qiurong, which was easier than any other day this week.His sleep quality has never been good, and he has to force himself to get up early. Insomnia and dreaminess are already an inseparable occupational disease for him.

So, are pheromones more effective than melatonin?What an anecdote.

So, Xia Shuang lay down again talking to herself, spread Qiurong's clothes very carefully, and rested her head on Qiurong's lap.

Qiu Rong:? ? ?

Xia Shuang tried the feeling, then turned on the phone and entered the game page.

Qiu Rong:? ? ?

Xia Shuang: Don't think too much, I just want to try whether your smell is really more sleep-promoting.

Qiu Rong: ... dumbfounded.jpg

Ten minutes later, Xia Shuang really fell into a light sleep again.

Just halfway through the game, the phone landed alone in Xia Shuang's arms. Xia Shuang was lying on her back, her sleeping face completely exposed to Qiu Rong's sight. Object, I am alone..."