Running a horse over the head of an ex [Rebirth]

Watching Zhuo Zhiwei enter the room, He Qingxi unconsciously licked his lips, and rubbed his index finger and thumb unconsciously.

It seemed that after nearly an hour of time and space, I felt the temperature in that throat.

Can't help but laugh out loud.

If one day, she can kiss it.

Then she must stick out the tip of her tongue, swirl on it, and then suck it in as a whole.

With a hot smile in his eyes, and a little embarrassed, he lowered his head and smiled.

Suddenly, some doubts arose again, what did Zhiwei go back to do? The party...isn't it over yet?

Chai Xu stepped forward, elbowed her lightly, and teased in her ear with a deep voice: "Be careful."

Glanced at the nearby camera.

He Qingxi slightly raised his eyebrows to look at him, and he really looked at her with bent eyes and mean eyes, with disapproval on his face, but his eyes were wide open.

Chai Xu continued: "Teacher Qi can see it."

He Qingqi raised his eyebrows, and whispered to him with a smile: "Didn't you just give me a mouthful of grandpa?"

Chai Xu let out a "hiss" and widened his eyes: "Isn't that a variety show effect?"

He Qingxi pursed his lips and shrugged his shoulders, recalling the scene just now, his eyebrows drooped, and he stared at him: "Don't take advantage of me in the future!"

Chai Xu looked at her in disbelief, and called out his innocence: "How dare I take advantage of you, your family..."

The voice stopped suddenly, and he realized that his voice was a bit loud, and Lin Dao had already cast his eyes on them curiously.

Chai Xu nodded and smiled at her politely, then frowned again, lowered his voice and said:

"Your Zhiwei has been staring at me, as if I've missed you, with that look." Chai Xu clicked his tongue twice: "It's such a hot day, I was so cold that I shivered."

How can it be so exaggerated, He Qingxi couldn't help but cast a glance at him with a smile.

but……

She probed: "Zhiwei really froze you?"

"Why am I lying to you?" Chai Xu felt that his personality had been insulted.

"We two, when did I use a gentleman's hand, I was scared just now, and I didn't dare to touch you."

"Return me to take advantage of you?"

He Qingxi nodded thoughtfully, then glanced at him: "Is this what I'm talking about?"

She stepped on her feet slightly, hooked Chai Xu's shoulders, revealing a bit of carefree demeanor: "Come on, tell me, what the hell is my brother in the future?"

Chai Xu blinked.

"Next time you tell her that he is the future son, you know?"

He Qingxi spoke earnestly and patted him on the shoulder heavily.

Chai Xu couldn't help simulating that scene in his mind, and unconsciously shook his shoulders in disgust.

Immediately, with a bitter face, and grievances, he begged her for mercy in a small voice: "No, Qiqi, I really can't say anything about calling her mother."

He Qingxi raised his eyebrows, fanned the corner of his clothes suggestively, and glanced at him.

Chai Xu was instantly discouraged.

"Okay, you guys play first, I'll go back and blow my hair and change my clothes."

He Qingxi pulled down the wet neckline, but the clothes were still sticking to his body, he frowned slightly, and muttered softly:

"Slimy."

Chai Xu almost knelt down for her: "Sister Qi, I was so wrong."

"It's all a variety show effect, I won't dare to do it again next time."

He Qingxi nodded in satisfaction.

His eyes were always glued to the entrance of the hotel, and his eyes were still dancing with flames of joy, and he couldn't hold back his restlessness.

Wei Wei...does she really care about her as Chai Xu said?

she does not know.

But now there is only Zhuo Zhiwei in the hotel... He Qingxi's throat moved slightly, and his heartbeat suddenly seemed to be at the juncture of a [-]-meter sprint.

She took a deep breath, brushed her drenched hair, without looking at Chai Xu: "I'll go first, you and everyone continue to play."

After finishing speaking, without waiting for Chai Xu to respond, he strode into the room with long legs.

Chai Xu sighed deeply from behind, his chest heaving in rhythm with the sigh.

This was He Qingxi who told him less than two months ago that Zhuo Zhiwei and Zhuo Zhiwei were just friends.

woman.

Shaking his head, he turned around and melted into the night.

……

He Qingxi gradually picked up his speed, and at the end he was almost running. He stepped up the three flights of stairs, but almost bumped into a person at the corner.

His eyes opened slightly, his body leaned back, and he braked in time.

"Wei... Weiwei."

But because of inertia, the two still collided.

Zhuo Zhiwei held the bath towel and hid it in He Qingxi's arms, leaning his head lightly on the man's shoulder, stunned for a moment, letting himself lean on it for a while, feeling his body go limp.

But immediately the hot and humid touch on it made her frown unexpectedly, twisted it quietly, and slowly got up.

Glancing at He Qingqi, he looked down at the bath towel in his hand, clenched his fingers, and pursed his lips.

"Did you get it for me?"

He Qingxi's starry eyes sparkled, and he was a little surprised.

He couldn't help laughing secretly at how satisfied he was.

I'm afraid Zhuo Zhiwei gave her a candy at this time, no, even if she just hooked the corner of her lips, she would be able to walk away without looking back.

Zhuo Zhiwei nodded slightly, looked sideways, and fixed the broken hair around his ears, feeling a little embarrassed.

The tips of the ears exposed to the air were also transparently red because of Chai Xu's bold words just now.

Pink and tender.

He Qingqi put his hands behind his back, seeing her like this, tilted his head, and brows were beaming with joy.

"But you are back, so you don't need it."

"Who said there is no need." He Qingxi took the bath towel, put it on his body, and said nonsense without blushing or panting: "Actually, I just came back to see what you are doing."

After all, he was about to grab Zhuo Zhiwei's wrist and walk outside.

It seems that she just said with a look of disgust that the slimy person is not her.

Zhuo Zhi looked at her amusedly, pulled his wrist, and kept his body motionless.

Her eyelids blinked: "Okay, stop making trouble, and go take a shower."

He Qingxi didn't have much strength to pull her, and he was always gentle, as if he could crush her with a little force.

So Zhuo Zhiwei turned against the guest, deftly broke free with his arm, and pushed He Qingqi into the bedroom.

He Qingqi leaned against the door, looked at her pitifully, and grabbed her to not let her go.

At this time, the light was dim, and the orange light softened the outline of Zhuo Zhiwei's side face. I wondered if the atmosphere was too good. He Qingxi's eyes were burning, and he subconsciously said what was in his heart: "But the party is coming to an end after the shower. , and then it’s time to go to bed, and I won’t be able to see you after I go to bed.”

"I want to see you."

The tone is strangely sincere.

Zhuo Zhi was slightly startled, the little deer in his heart refused to listen to the command again, and went on a rampage twice.

Facing her moonlit eyes, the few sane things were used to control Xiaolu, but her body didn't obey her control.

I don't know who is speaking with her body, the voice is full of charm and confusion like the moonlight: "Then I will go to the room to accompany you?"

The next three characters are so light that they seem to be floating.

He Qingxi's heart also fluttered, as if stepping on a ball of cotton candy, soft and sweet.

Taking a deep breath secretly, looking at Zhuo Zhiwei who looked at her with warm eyes, he felt that he couldn't bear it.

She nodded, her brows gradually relaxed, her throat moved, and she said in a low voice, "Okay."

……

Backs to the bathroom.

It was raining in the bathroom, but there was a fire in her heart.

Zhuo Zhi felt as if he was sitting on pins and needles, wishing he could go back a few minutes ago and never say those words again.

The fire burned his heart, and gradually burned his throat. He felt dry and hot, and a wave of restlessness rushed into his heart. Zhuo Zhi's eyes were dark and calm, and he couldn't help holding the cup on the table one cup after another.

The sound of the shower stopped suddenly, Zhuo Zhiwei's heart tightened, he bit his lip, feeling inexplicably nervous.

She bit the tip of her tongue hard, eager to forget those shameful and beautiful thoughts.

He Qingxi dried his body indiscriminately, twisted his hair mercilessly like twisting a rag, combed it with a comb, and left the bathroom impatiently.

"slight!"

There was a hint of eagerness in the voice, and the flattering smile was like a puppy looking for its owner to act like a baby.

Zhuo Zhi slightly raised his eyes to look, his light eyes softened, with a smile attached to his love and helplessness.

"I didn't even wipe my hair, why did it come out?"

Her smile was so alluring, He Qingxi was fascinated by it for some reason, and felt a little giddy.

She raised her head slightly, with a bit of petulance and self-willedness: "You wipe it for me."

Zhuo Zhiwei complied with her and said softly, "Then you come here."

He Qing Qile walked over and sat on the sofa.

Zhuo Zhi got up slightly, picked up the bath towel she had just handed to He Qingxi, and covered that half-wet lion's head.

He Qingxi half-closed her eyes in enjoyment, and she gently wiped her hair.

I don't know how long it took, I don't know if He Xiaoshi's hair hurts, and I don't know if Zhuo Zhiwei's arm is sore.

Two pairs of equally clear eyes flickered slightly as they looked at each other.

Zhuo Zhiwei took the lead to stop his movements, and the small bone in his throat moved again, attracting He Qingxi's attention.

She obviously trembled but pretended to be nonchalant, and once again touched the part she had coveted for a long time.

Maybe it's been touched once, Zhuo Zhiwei didn't react that much anymore, but his heart trembled and his arms softened a little.

Secretly pinching her fingers, she pretended to be calm and asked, "Is it that fun?"

He Qingqi's starry eyes flashed, and he swallowed his saliva: "How cute."

He licked his lips, dry mouth.

Her eyes dodged a little, and she glanced around on the coffee table, as if she wasn't the one who boldly took advantage of others just now.

His gaze finally stopped on a glass of water, his eyes lit up, he raised his head and drank it in one gulp, as if absorbing water from a desert that had been dry for decades.

He Qingxi lowered his eyebrows, looked at the water glass, smiled with some satisfaction, and then saw the chaotic lip marks on the water glass.

There was a "boom" in my head.

This cup... It seems that she handed it to Zhuo Zhiwei after entering the door.

This glass of water seems to have been drunk by Zhuo Zhiwei.

These messy lip lines should also be printed by Zhuo Zhiwei.

In just a few seconds, countless thoughts flashed through He Qingxi's mind, and she came to the conclusion that she drank the water that Zhuo Zhiwei drank.

She blinked slightly, raised her eyes to reveal the innocent eyes of a deer, and her lips were impartial, just right on them.

Take control of the water cup.

"It's gone." He Qingxi said innocently, "I'll go get another cup."

After finishing speaking, he got up and walked to the water dispenser.

Zhuo Zhiwei's eyes widened immediately, his palms were sweating from nervousness.

The picture in his mind seemed to be pressed the replay button. He Qingxi's nervousness towards her, specialness towards her, and possessiveness towards her flashed before his eyes one by one like a revolving lantern, and the picture finally froze on that sentence.

"I want to see you."

The nostalgia in the girl's eyes can be seen at a glance, it's not for a friend.

Zhuo Zhiwei has never been more certain than now.

She raised her eyes, and walked to He Qingxi's back in two or three steps.

He Qingxi turned around, and was held in her arms condescendingly.

Looking at her in astonishment, the water in the cup dangled and overflowed all over the floor, and her hands were wet.

Zhuo Zhiwei looked at her steadfastly, his eyes seemed to be covered with mist, and his whole body had a hazy sense of beauty.

She was drunk, she was bewitched by something, and her voice was blurred.

"Do you like me?"

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