The system forces me to flirt

It's eight o'clock in the evening and soon nine o'clock. Pingcheng is the political capital of Huaguo, so it's naturally a city that never sleeps.

At this point in time, it is not too late.

After taking off her makeup, Cen Xi felt that every pore was breathing, and she was extremely relaxed. At this moment, she was happy about her previous decision to give up the strategy mission.

009 Qi Guiqi, I just can't understand why Cen Xi would give up easily because of that kind of thinking, but he is used to it. After all, this stupid behavior of never piling up resources on himself but using them to help others is not a one-off two time.

Fortunately, Cen Xi has never harmed 009's interests. It is enough that he still remembers the promise he made to it at the beginning and is still working hard to practice it.

Pushing open the bathroom door, Cen Xi tugged at the hem of the cold silk pajamas with his fingers, only to belatedly think of a question.

'Why do I...why take a bath in someone else's house?Even put on pajamas? '

Obviously, you only need to remove your makeup and change your clothes, and then you can go back to school or apartment after talking with Pei Xuan.

'……how could I know! '

009, who also didn't find this problem, yelled to cover up the fact that his IQ dropped to the same level as Dumb one day.

Well, I washed it, and it was quite comfortable. Cen Xi raised his hand and stroked his half-dried hair, and walked out.

Pei Xuan was in the kitchen calling the old butterfly who was far away in France.

Fetos was quite surprised to receive his son's call. After all, this kid never cried to find his father on the first day of kindergarten when he was a child, and when he grew up, he was even more boring than this old man.

He happily picked it up, and sure enough, this kid asked for help on the spot: How can he confess his love successfully after his sweetheart went to his house.

Feitos became more interested in the object of his son's heart.

After 26 years like a monk, his son finally has the idea of ​​getting rid of the ranks of great magicians. Although Fetos wants to watch a play, Old Butterfly loves his son after all, although the love is very strange.

Pei Xuan listened to a lot of miscellaneous tricks that Old Butterfly said, but his ears were paying special attention to the movement outside. He heard the bathroom door being pushed open, and then the sound of slippers slapping on the floor.

So Pei Xuan saw that the old butterfly had almost said something, so he just said on par leaf près and hung up the phone.

Fetos, who still wanted to ask for more gossip, curled his lips, rolled his eyes similar to those of Pei Xuan, dropped the phone and jumped into the room from the carved chair in the garden.

After a while, I stuffed a few changes of clothes and daily necessities, and then ran out of the castle like a gust of wind.

"Where are you going?"

An old woman with all white hair but well-groomed and delicately dressed, a feather top hat slanted on her head, and a very formal make-up at home, stood by the railing on the second floor, condescendingly speaking in an aristocratic tone and unhurriedly asking questions. Feitos.

Feitos was walking out while trying to stuff a piece of sleeve that was accidentally buttoned outside into the suitcase. Hearing this, he raised his head and glanced at the old lady casually, "Oh dear Elia, I have to help my son pursue a beautiful girl, we are almost going to be spinsters, Sareens has a girl! I believe it will not be long, Elia, you will be able to see the cute little carrot head, maybe not yet How about a um, a baseball team?"

The old lady's originally calm eyes moved, and then she quickly covered it up, her hand that was caressing the railing tightened slightly, trembling slightly, but her tone of voice subtly accelerated, "Another despicable commoner? How can the blood of our Earl Andrew be stained by that blood again."

Feitos finally stopped the stupid action of trying to stuff his sleeves in without opening the password of the suitcase, and shrugged casually when he heard this, "Then ask Elia to give birth to someone whose blood is full of noble blood Little Earl Andrew. I won't mind, really, and I'm sure Sarence won't mind either."

Hearing the rumors of noble blood for more than twenty years, Fetos has long since been too lazy to argue with reason like he did when he was young.

Sometimes Feitos wondered if his obedient son had inherited his grandma's old-fashioned temperament. Fortunately, Elia had been reluctant to get close to Sarens because of bloodlines, and he had been careful to protect Sarens from Engage with these statements.

Feitos once again angered his reserved and noble mother. The old lady was so angry that she could no longer care about the nobleman's slow tone, and raised her voice slightly, "Fetos!"

Feitos didn't bother to care about it anymore, the old lady was in good health, but when the housekeeper came over to say that the ticket had been booked and the car was ready, he asked the housekeeper to call the old lady's special doctor in case of emergency.

Pei Xuan slapped his head in frustration after hanging up the phone. Why did he call this old butterfly for help just now? He should call any of his personal assistants or secretaries.

Pei Xuan, who had already had a premonition of something bad, heard the sound of footsteps coming from outside, and hurriedly put these things to the back of his mind, and brought out a fruit plate that could be called a work of art.

"Would you like a cup of coffee or juice?"

"Ah, no, thank you."

I have been drinking wine in the bar boringly before, but now I don't want to drink anything.

Pei Xuan felt that the current atmosphere was really not good for him, so it seemed that the relationship between the two was a little estranged.

Pei Xuan was sitting next to Cen Xi. The two sat on a couch, but there was a distance of two or three palms between them.Pei Xuan crossed his hands and arched his back, his chin resting weakly on the intersection of his fingers.

To be reasonable, Pei Xuan looks like the kind of mixed race that fits the aesthetics of Asians. His facial features are three-dimensional and deep yet finely crafted. Fall into an ambiguous abyss.

The shape of the eyes is slightly elongated, and the straight end of the eyes makes his eyes a little sharper, while the curly and thick long eyelashes soften the sharpness.

When he lowered his eyes, this kind of him has a few more tenderness.

A man with a gentle temperament will make most people addicted to tenderness.

And when a man with a rigorous and rigid temperament becomes tender, even if he only reveals a little bit, it is enough to make people fall in love with it.

The face shape is a mixture of sharp edges and corners of European men, and it looks very masculine. In other words, it is full of male hormones.

The lips are straight and thin, and they always look extremely cold when they are pursed, but when they droop or curl up slightly, they appear full of presence.

It's obviously not Pei Xuan's sexiest part, but it always catches people's attention.

The most in line with the aesthetics of Europeans and Asians is the recognized beautiful chin, although Cen Xi was secretly annoyed at being crushed by Pei Xuan's momentum and against his will, used the very unaesthetic words such as buttocks and chin to describe others.

It has to be said that the slightly recessed gap made this man, who seemed inhumane, serious and rigid, a bit sexy even if he usually had a straight face.

Pei Juan's hair is pure black, and it seems that except for his size and deep and three-dimensional facial features, he can't tell that he is not from Huaguo at all.

Of course, after a few years, there will be a lot of tall men with a height of 1.9 meters in Huaguo.

But at this moment, such a charming man, with careful tenderness in his eyes, bent his waist and lowered his body, hesitantly organized suitable words from a slightly upward angle, with a sincere expression, Confessed his inner feelings to Cen Xi.

"I... what I will say next may be a bit abrupt, I beg you here, believe me, these words are all from the red hot heart that beats for you in my chest.

My birth did not come with expectations. My father's family was obsessed with the purity and nobility of noble blood, while my mother was obsessed with my father's deceit and my grandmother's humiliation.

To them, I am not the only one that is precious.

I say this, not to deceive your soft heart and sympathy.

What I want to say is that since I can remember, I have never been dependent on anyone. I understand that a person's life is to go on alone.

However, ever since I met you and was lucky enough to have your friendship, I started to have the first person who wanted to share all kinds of trivial things in life. When I met a beautiful scenery, I would think of you and want to take you to see it.

When I drink a cup of pure coffee, I will also think of you, and I want you to taste this taste too.

I want to share the gentle and comfortable wind that I blow with you, I want to give you a wonderfully shaped fallen leaf that I picked up on the side of the road, I want to give you the sound of the tide I have heard, the scent of flowers I have touched, and the clear spring I have touched...

I want to share with you everything I have encountered, and I want you to feel everything in my life with me.

Every time I see you complaining about the lunch chef in the cafeteria today, I think I had a fight with my wife. I want to taste the salty and bitter food you have eaten.

More than once, I have secretly fantasized that I am by your side, feel your life, and then integrate into your life.

I enjoy and even secretly expect you to be different from me. You have many friends, but I am the one who exchanges the most ideas. I know what you like to eat, although you never refuse food.

I know whether you prefer sunny days or rainy days, what colors and clothes you like, and even the smell of washing powder.

Please forgive me for always peeking at your preferences and habits in the lines of daily conversations.

Whenever I find something you like, I can smile silly at the phone for a long time. At that time, my secretary assistant would always peek at me with weird eyes even when the phone was dead. They thought I didn’t know, but in fact I was all watching in the eyes.

But how could I mind that my chest seems to be full of happy molecules.

In fact, if I hadn't maintained a little bit of reserve and rigor, I would have smiled like a fool and let everyone know my happiness.

In my 26 years of life, I have never had a friend, let alone a lover. Being inexperienced, I thought it was the joy of getting a confidant as the Chinese people say.

Until seemingly overnight you decided to take back this friendship, your distant attitude and cold words made my heart be eaten by ants.

But I never complained about your ruthlessness, but I was anxiously thinking about where I offended you.Dear Xi, it was only through such pain that I realized that I have such affection for you.

I know that I have let down your friendship, but I am shamefully harboring a little bit of unspeakable hope that one day you will show even a little bit of love to me generously and benevolently.

I think I will let go of all my restraint crazily. Compared with such a beautiful dream, what is so precious about noble restraint?But cheap as rags underfoot. "

At the beginning, it was impossible to talk about it, but as he said it word by word, Pei Xuan seemed to have found an outlet where he could pour out his fiery affection.

Those hesitation and troubles that were still struggling with how to express their feelings just now completely disappeared at this moment.

He is now a poor man who is deeply in the vortex of love who desperately wants to give his red heart full of love to his sweetheart, and then humbly prays for his sweetheart to show mercy.

Someone once said that love can teach any ignorant and boring person in the world to write the most touching love poems.

After Pei Xuan finished speaking, his eyes became more and more humble and affectionate, his hands restrained and politely took Cen Xi's fingertips on his legs, lowered his eyes, closed his eyes, his curly and thick eyelashes trembled uncomfortably, and knelt on one knee On the floor between the sofa and the coffee table, her lips lightly touched Cen Xi's slightly cold fingertips.

"I, Sullens A. Parker Sleason Andrew, once again, with a sincere and sincere heart, beg you for your love's mercy."

This kind of Pei Xuan made Cen Xi inevitably think of the words of the female writer Zhang Ailing he secretly liked: To love someone is to be humble in the dust, and then a flower will bloom.

And now, this person, holding the blooming flower, is waiting for his judgment.

Take this flower, or crush it and trample it into the dust.

Pei Jue never said "I love you" from the beginning to the end, but there is no doubt that such a confession made Cen Xi even more moved.

This is the man he secretly likes.

Cen Xi pursed his lips and lowered his eyes, instead of looking at Pei Xuan's eyes all the time as before, Pei Xuan didn't hold his fingertips very hard, and Cen Xi slowly pulled his fingers out.

Such a move is undoubtedly a silent rejection.Pei Xuan's originally anxious expression suddenly turned gray, and his originally flesh-pink lips turned white.

Pei Xuan's trembling eyelashes stopped trembling, because the eyes were closed tightly, and the eyelashes were forced to fold upwards.

However, before Pei Xuan fell into deeper despair and grief, those slightly cool hands wrapped his hands from the outside.

Then he seemed to hear the clear and clear voice that once fascinated him, saving him from the quagmire that was constantly engulfing him.

"I... what I want to say is that you should understand how much this society rejects such things between men. We will be looked at by our family members with sad and disappointed eyes, we will be rejected by society, and even strangers will scold us We are perverted. Apart from each other, we may lose all other relatives and friends, and we will also lose the qualifications to be fathers. Do you really want to understand?"

Cen Xi likes a peaceful life, he has always hated or feared too great a change.

What's more, such a person can see countless obstacles at a glance and is destined to suffer from painful and stressful changes.

But if it was because of this man, Cen Xi thought, he wanted to give it a try, exhausting all the courage in his past and present lives.

Pei Xuan opened his eyes in surprise, with disbelief and ecstasy in his eyes, and he wrapped Cen Xi's hands tightly into his palms with his backhand. Because of the despair before and the surprise now, this man who has always been steady has both hands Trembling uncontrollably.

"You mean, are you willing? Are you willing to accept me? I mean, um, do you... like me?" The last question was cautiously tentative.

Cen Xi was amused by Pei Xuan's emotional ups and downs, violent expression changes, as if he was a completely different person now. With this smile, he could no longer restrain the joy that was delayed because of the slow emotional response.

The corners of the eyes and the brows were full of joy and sweetness, and the corners of the lips were curled up, wanting to show a toothy smirk, but restrained because of the shy nature.

She looked away, but she couldn't bear to look away, so she looked sideways from the corner of her eyes, against which the corners of her eyes were slightly red because of shyness, joy and sweetness, making this normal squint look like a tantalizing glance.

"Nonsense, if I didn't like you..."

Cen Xi said in a low voice, and then Pei Xuan, who was stunned by surprise, hugged Cen Xi tightly in his arms, fearing that all this was just a dream.

Only this sense of fullness in the embrace can make him feel that all this is real.

"Thank you for your gift, my love."