thank you for your hate

6,

God, Qi Xiao thought, if Chang Yu gave him a Christmas gift that he could see and touch, would he not be able to see the rising sun tomorrow after receiving it?

"A bottle of red wine." Chang Yu said, "It's not expensive, just buy it from the supermarket, sorry."

When Chang Yu said this, Chang Yu was very coy, his eyes dodged, and his speed of speech accelerated. Qi Xiao understood that he was used to being "tall, rich and handsome", and it was indeed a discount to give gifts to supermarket goods.

It's just "I'm sorry"... These words came from Chang Yu's mouth, and Qi Xiao was more sure that he had exhausted his life's adventures, and maybe it was an auditory hallucination before he died.

Qi Xiao put the red wine on the dining table and unpacked it.

Christmas Eve, it's snowing outside again, isn't it too cruel to drive people out?Just stay for one night. Taking in a stray dog ​​is also a good deed.

After taking out the red wine, Chang Yu was no longer in the living room.

Before Qi Xiao's daze was over, Chang Yu came out of the bathroom, licked his body, and walked to the bedroom without hesitation.

Qi Xiao was in a daze until Chang Yu shouted: "Are you still here?" He cursed secretly as if waking up from a dream, and entered the bedroom. As expected, Chang Yu was already lying flat on the bed, clutching the quilt, and waiting calmly. .

"Come on, why are you standing there?"

Chang Yu's tone reminded Qi Xiao of Liu Ying at work whom he had seen in restricted-rated movies and TV series: "Hurry up, you may be able to add money in 15 minutes!"

Qi Xiao sighed and flew to Java with interest.

"Put on your clothes and get up, drink some wine first." Qi Xiao said.

Chang Yu was still lying still, his eyes were a little dull: "You don't want it?"

"No. You act like an overlord, I'm not interested."

"Then..." Chang Yu sat up half of his body, hesitantly determined, "Are you tired? Do you want to try using props? Whip, or bondage belt or something..."

Qi Xiao's mouth opened, closed, opened again, closed again, and then burst into a hopping explosion: "Your grandma! This is the kind of person I am in your eyes? Get up!"

Terrible, does Chang Yu want him to join the "Defloration and Castration Club" and become an honorary member of the "Alphabet Relationship Club"?

Seeing that Chang Yu couldn't afford to hesitate, Qi Xiao really wished he had a whip in his hand.

Under his almost uncontrollable roar, Chang Yu finally got up slowly, got dressed, and walked out of the bedroom.

Qi Xiao went down to the kitchen and rolled up his sleeves to make soup.

Chang Yu clung to him like a spirit behind his back, and after being kicked unbearably by Qi Xiao, he said seriously: "I...I want to help."

"...Okay," Qi Xiao smiled, with a tomato in one hand and a kitchen knife in the other, "Go, cut it into quarters."

The tomato is not big, it's small and cute, and it's so bright that it's about to drip—Chang Yu took a deep breath, held it up high, and chopped it down as if beheading, and the tomato tumbled to the side.

Qi Xiao sneaked a peek at the show while frying the steak, and almost accidentally knocked over the frying pan because he couldn't help laughing.

Chang Yu straightened the tomato with embarrassment on his face, and continued the execution.

This time the tomato gave me face and did not waver, but it was a pity that Chang Yu used too much force, and the blade landed on the tomato without splitting it in half. body.

Qi Xiao turned over the steak amidst a burst of laughter.

"Qi Xiao...I won't..." Chang Yu bowed his head and admitted his mistake.

"Young master, tsk tsk." Qi Xiao naturally would not let go of the opportunity to ridicule Chang Yu, of course he would not admit that the kitchen knife he just handed over to Chang Yu was specially used for chopping bones-"Don't be ashamed, go to the dining table Then stay!"

Without Chang Yu's interference, Qi Xiao deftly fried the two steaks, served them with tomatoes and lettuce, prepared the seasonings while cooking the noodles, and served them on the table in 10 minutes.

Chang Yu went on the road, and had already found a red wine glass and poured the wine just right.

"thanks--"

After sitting down, Chang Yu said.

The dining table was next to the window. Qi Xiao pulled up the blinds and looked out. Looking through the street lights in the community, a lot of snow had accumulated on the road.

Chang Yu also followed Qi Xiao's gaze, and suddenly murmured, "I still remember the first time you spent the winter here. You asked if anyone would go with you to build a snowman."

Qi Xiao raised his glass, took a sip of wine, and said with a smile: "Yes, I was laughed at in the end."

He grew up in the snowless south. In the first winter when he moved here with his mother, thousands of miles of snow fell overnight, covered in silver, and the mountains and mountains were enchanting. He excitedly rubbed the snow powder on his face, regardless Cold to the bone, laughing from the heart.

The rare tenderness in memory was like a soft down on Christmas Eve, wrapping and warming Qi Xiao. He was no longer sharp and aggressive, and said to Chang Yu: "Eat it, I overfried it, but I don't like eating bloody ones." .”

Chang Yu raised his glass: "Share a glass?"

Qi Xiao agreed, and the two of them clinked their wine glasses and drank each.

"Well, it doesn't taste good. I'm sorry I can't afford better ones..." Chang Yu frowned, his face filled with bitterness, and his tone was full of apology.

I wanted to follow the topic and ask Chang Yu how he managed to survive without a backer these days, but after thinking about it, Qi Xiao still didn't say anything, shook his head, and started to enjoy the steak.

The atmosphere was...strange. The two drank and ate meat in silence without saying a word. Chang Yu looked up at Qi Xiao from time to time.

After the meal, the wine bottle bottomed out.

Qi Xiao finally looked at Chang Yu. The man opposite him was so handsome when he was young, his cuteness faded away, but he didn't add a mature, nondescript look.After being expelled from the house these days, that fellow must have been doing badly, his cheeks were slightly sunken, and his eyes were bloodshot.

Still puzzled, why did Chang Yu suddenly have an inexplicable obsession with himself?

Qi Xiao sighed, and decided to let go of his obsession with asking the truth first.

When cleaning up the dishes, Chang Yu took the initiative to help again. This time, Qi Xiao didn't tease him. The two cooperated, one washing the dishes and the other wiping, and continued to remain silent.

After everything was done, Chang Yu was relatively silent for 2 minutes, and finally Chang Yu said, "Qi Xiao, what kind of person do you like?"

"Partner?" Qi Xiao crossed his arms.

Chang Yu nodded seriously, as if he was about to take out a pen and paper to record in the next second.

"It's not like you." Qi Xiao smiled.

Chang Yu turned his head to the side, with a confused expression, and asked after breaking the casserole: "Do you still like to be down there?"

"...No, I prefer to fuck you—" Qi Xiao held his breath and gritted his teeth.

Chang Yu's face showed joy: "Really?"

Before Qi Xiao could reply, he entered the bedroom without saying a word, and stripped himself naked again. Maybe it was due to the fact that he was full of food and wine. This time, he looked more attractive than before.

warm thinking...

When Qi Xiao felt a sudden jump in a certain part, this sentence immediately popped up in his mind.

He involuntarily walked towards the bed, took off his clothes, and overwhelmed Chang Yu.

The big man does something and doesn't do it. It is obvious that killing Chang Yu is a must.

But this night, Qi Xiao gasped and said, "Chang Yu, call out."

Chang Yu's perseverance collapsed when Qi Xiao took the initiative to touch the strip hanging from his lower body.

The bar-shaped objects change from small to large, and then from long to short, fully demonstrating the spirit of "a man can bend and stretch".

Chang Yu didn't leave that night.

When Qi Xiao woke up the next morning, Chang Yu had already left.

Qi Xiao scolded himself bloody, went out and went downstairs.

The snow was falling lightly, and Qi Xiao found a snowman that reached to his thigh at the door of his garage—it was piled rough, and the facial features were made up of stones.

Qi Xiao froze for a long time, patted the snowman's bare head, and smiled wryly.