Rubbing my heat, okay?

Fei Yan is a timid person. Because of family reasons, he has been afraid of the dark and ghosts since he was a child, and he lacks a sense of security. When he was in college and fell in love with Qi Xian, although he didn't tell Qi Xian about this, but Qi Xian Xian never let him walk alone at night, nor did he have close contact with girls in private.

It has to be said that for Fei Yan, Qi Xian is actually a delicate person.

Just like now, Qi Xian saw that he was flustered a lot, and quietly comforted him.

Fei Yan tilted his head to look at Qi Xian indiscriminately, heaved a sigh of relief, and inexplicably relaxed a lot.

There were a lot of wine and wine at the banquet, and we got along for more than two months. Everyone avoided a lot of pleasantries. The director looked at Qi Xian and smiled like an old cowboy. He raised his glass and smiled: "Qi Xian, you are really me!" The most dedicated and approachable artist I have ever seen! I will cooperate with you in the future!"

Qi Xian nodded, and smiled back with a cup.

The director drank too much, two peach blossoms rose on his cheeks, he smiled like a bustard, touched his face and continued: "I was worried at first, you and Shen Tian are both big traffic, I still I'm afraid that you will have a temper and won't cooperate!"

Shen Tian smiled shyly, she didn't look like a hungry girl looking for resources in Baidu's online disk, she stood up, filled the director with wine, and said with a smile: "No one can escape the law of true fragrance. .”

In the past few days, Shen Tian has been obsessed with Wang Jingze's expression pack, and she is excited and satisfied that she can finally use the truth of 'Jingze Yanxiang'.

After toasting, everyone finally stopped sticking to the form and played their own games.

The hall is not bright white lights, but wine-red lights, lining the entire hall is dim, and the atmosphere is also unusually decadent and romantic.

Fei Yan poured himself a glass of wine, shook the glass in his hand, and when he was about to take a sip, his hand was suddenly held down by Qi Xian.

Fei Yan frowned, turned his head to look at Qi Xian, with dissatisfaction and doubt in his eyes.

Qi Xian put down the wine in his hand, and unconsciously sighed: "Don't you know what your drinking capacity is?"

Fei Yan bit his lip, raised his eyebrows for a long time, and put on a decent smile on his face again: "Well, then I won't drink."

Qi Xian looked at him, slightly closing his lips, as if he wanted to say something, but in the end he turned his head away and didn't make a sound.

The atmosphere suddenly became a little awkward.

Fei Yan curled his lips, not knowing what happened to Qi Xian, but he still had a weird feeling that he should still coax Mr. Qi in front of him. As soon as he stretched out his hand, he was startled by a loud and clear voice, and the movements of his hands followed suit. The sound came to an abrupt end.

The director didn't know when he stood up, his face evolved from the two peach blossoms before to a monkey's butt with two petals, he raised his wine glass, his tone full of drunkenness: "It's so boring to just eat and drink, let's play Tell the truth! If you can’t say it, you will be punished with alcohol!”

Fei Yan was dumbfounded upon hearing this.

The director, who is in his 40s, is still a coquettish young man at heart, and he started showing off by drinking.

Fei Yan laughed mockingly, thinking to himself that everyone is an adult now, how could anyone accompany him to play drunk.

Before the psychological activities were portrayed at a deeper level, Fei Yan was frightened by the cheers around him. He was surprised to find that a group of people in their 40s and [-]s around him raised their glasses of wine, praising the director as worthy of being a director, and how he could think With such an interesting game, everyone expressed their desire to play it and couldn't wait.

Fei Yan looked at Qi Xian in disbelief, only to find that Qi Xian was still autistic, completely unaware that everyone had started a new game.

Helpless, he stretched out his hand again and patted Qi Xian's shoulder lightly.

Qi Xian tilted his head, expressionless: "What are you doing?"

"Now they're telling the truth," Fei Yan glanced at the director, "A group of people are very excited, be careful."

As soon as the words fell, they were interrupted by a burst of laughter—"Qi Xian! Qi Xian! Choose one, be honest or drink?"

Fei Yan looked at the neck of the champagne bottle facing Qi Xian in the middle of the table, and helplessly raised his forehead, he is a person who can't even smoke an SR ten times in a row, so he shouldn't kill Qi Xian with a mouthful of poisonous milk.

Qi Xian seemed very calm. He looked at the director and said kindly, "Ask."

Everyone at the banquet held their breath.

Everyone wants to know about gossip, especially when this gossip is connected with someone who can cause an information explosion, it makes people want to know even more.

The director looked at Qi Xian, smiled obscenely, completely ignored the only girl at the banquet, and asked meanly: "When was the first time?"

When Fei Yan heard this, his face immediately burned.

Shen Tian scolded and covered her ears shyly, but her eyes glowed with a dazzling light that no one had ever seen before.

In fact, the rules of truth-telling are not overlord. If you don’t want to talk, just drink. Everyone is in the same circle, and they are not familiar with each other. Fei Yan originally thought that this round would turn into a drinking round.

But I have to say that there are surprises everywhere in life. If everything is really as you think, then this is not life.

After hearing this question, Qi Xian laughed softly. Fei Yan raised his eyes and met his meaningful gaze. After a while, he spoke, his voice was very soft, but everyone could hear it.

He said, "University."

Fei Yan was taken aback.

If he remembers correctly, University Qi Xian has only had sex with him.

......

The game is still going on, without Fei Yan's tainted milk, Qi Xian never gets hit again, but Fei Yan himself seems to be under a spell, being hit again and again.

The questions everyone asks are very explicit, the first one is 'when was your first time'.

This question was asked to Qi Xian just now, Fei Yan had a ghost in his heart, so naturally he was unwilling to answer, and the next question was also difficult to ask, so Fei Yan could only smile, and drank glass after glass of wine into his mouth. in stomach.

In the end, Fei Yan became dizzy when he heard his name, and instinctively drained the wine in front of him.

In a daze, it seemed that he heard Qi Xian say that he could not drink any more, and then he was supported by someone, and the voices of the people around him began to gradually decrease, until finally they could not be heard at all.

The ambiguous wine-red light suddenly disappeared, and the wind suddenly became a bit strong. Fei Yan wrapped his clothes, turned around and watched Qi Xian hiccup, probably stimulated by the truth tonight, he clapped his hands Patting Qi Xian's face, he said drunkenly: "Qi Xian, I've always wanted to ask you..."

Fei Yan's eyes were blurred, and his speech was slurred. He smelled of alcohol and approached Qi Xian, and grabbed his tie: "Do you still like me?"