After becoming popular, I was with the scumbag president

The journey was very safe, but after the car parked in the garage, Qi Sizhan saw that he was still asleep, so he picked him up and walked towards the gate.

A cold wind blew on the road, and Yu Xiangbei woke up again.

It's just that people are awake, but the wine is not.

"Huh? Is it snowing?" He seemed to be still conscious, reaching out to catch the snow.

Even if Qi Sizhan exercises regularly, it is still a bit difficult for him to walk such a long distance while hugging a man who is not much shorter than himself.

Now that Yu Xiangbei was moving around again, naturally it was even more difficult to walk. He took a few breaths and responded with a smile: "Well, it's snowing."

"Stand at the beginning! You are smiling!" Yu Xiangbei widened his eyes and reached out to touch the corner of his mouth as he spoke.

Whether facing the sleeping Yu Xiangbei or the drunk Yu Xiangbei, Qi Sizhan was not as restrained as he was when he was awake.

——At this time, he can express his emotions unscrupulously.

Just like now, Qi Sizhan lowered his head, looked at Yu Xiangbei with doting eyes, a smile was evident on the corner of his mouth, feeling the temperature of Yu Xiangbei's hand, his ears were slightly red.

But Yu Xiangbei was drunk, his head was a little confused, and he was very courageous.

"Why are you still laughing? Don't you, don't you like to laugh?! Usually, when I see you...you just have a straight face!" Yu Xiangbei's eyes widened, as if he was accusing him.

"Xiaobei, we're almost here, don't move around." Qi Sizhan's voice was a little rough, and he stepped faster, fearing that the snow would make Yu Xiangbei catch a cold.

Yu Xiangbei pursed his mouth, and burrowed his head into his arms.

This action made Qi Sizhan froze, his feet swayed slightly, and he almost fell down.

But the evil guy in his arms had already pressed his face against his chest, and after rubbing against him, he fell asleep again.

Qi Sizhan's froze expression melted away, and turned into a helpless expression again. He shook his head and continued to walk towards the house with the man in his arms.

Soon, he carried Yu Xiangbei to the door, opened the door, and the lights inside came on.

Qi Sizhan kicked the door and didn't stop. Instead, he carried him upstairs and put him on his bed.

After putting him down, Qi Sizhan sat by the bed and looked at him for a while with gentle eyes.

Yu Xiangbei babbled and babbled, sleeping soundly.

"If only you were always so obedient?" After finishing speaking, he stood up and walked out.

After a while, Qi Sizhan came in again with a basin of water.

Put the water on the ground, gently take off Yu Xiangbei's shoes, put his feet in warm water, and wash him clean.

——Actually, this is the second time Qi Sizhan washed Yu Xiangbei's feet.

The first time I washed Yu Xiangbei's feet was when he was in high school. He had a high fever and lay dizzy on the bed without knowing anything. If he didn't wash him clean at that time, he couldn't sleep well.

That was Qi Sizhan's first time washing someone's feet. A cute person is like this. If he loves to the bone and bends down, he may not be able to straighten up.

Whether it is calm and self-sustaining, or seemingly indifferent, it is all to hide that humble heart.

Qi Sizhan's eyes were a bit complicated, and gradually, he thought again - Xiaobei has been wandering in the entertainment circle all these years, and he wants to hang out at a young age. I don't know how many times he has had a hangover?

And every time, do you just lie on the bed casually and sleep like this for a day?

Just thinking about it made him feel a little distressed, Qi Sizhan sighed softly, wiped his feet and put them under the quilt, stood up again, went out and fetched water from the washbasin.

The towel was wrung out, but stopped when he reached out.

After a while, Qi Sizhan pursed his lips, and gently pushed Yu Xiangbei: "Xiaobei, wipe it off, take off your clothes before going to sleep."

Yu Xiangbei opened his eyes in a daze, with a dazed look in his eyes, "Huh?"

Sitting behind him, Qi Sizhan let him lean against him, then gently wiped his face with a towel, and said softly, "Xiao Bei, wipe your face, change your clothes and go to sleep."

When the warm wet towel touched his face, Yu Xiangbei shook his head.

Then, he looked at Qi Sizhan with misty eyes, and his voice was tentative: "The starting station?"

"It's me." Qi Sizhan agreed.

Even though he knew that Yu Xiangbei was already drunk, he still cherished every minute and every second of being with him and talking to him.

"It's really you..." Yu Xiangbei looked at him with complicated eyes.

Before Qi Sizhan could respond, Yu Xiangbei's eyes suddenly turned red.

Qi Sizhan was taken aback for a moment, then panicked: "Xiao Bei, what's wrong with you? Is there something uncomfortable?"

Why did his eyes turn red all of a sudden?

Is it drunk?Or where is the body uncomfortable?

Yu Xiangbei opened his arms and hugged Qi Sizhan: "Start station! Where have you been? Why can't I find you anywhere!"

"I'm right here, I haven't gone anywhere." Qi Sizhan quickly agreed.

It's just that his hand was a little hesitant, but in the end he couldn't restrain himself, and reached out to hug Qi Sizhan back.

"You liar! You're gone, I can't find you anyway, why should I...leave me alone, alone, I didn't mean to..." Yu Xiangbei pursed his mouth and loosened his eyes. Opened Qi Sizhan, and then held his face with an aggrieved expression.

Qi Sizhan was taken aback.

So Xiaobei...was he talking about the past?

"I'm sorry..." Qi Sizhan said.

In fact, who is right and who is wrong has long been unclear.

This was the first time Yu Xiangbei talked about that incident with him, and no one mentioned it when they met again. Qi Sizhan didn't dare, fearing that he would still give the same answer.

Yu Xiangbei didn't dare either, for fear of hurting Qi Sizhan again.

"I'm sorry for you, I, I didn't... do it on purpose." Yu Xiangbei held Qi Sizhan's face in his hands, his eyes were misty but serious.

The two just stared at each other.

One has hazy eyes with red eyes, and the other has hot and doting eyes.

Yu Xiangbei has always been very good-looking, especially in Qi Sizhan's eyes, there is almost nothing wrong with him, he sees him as perfect everywhere.

His eyebrows, his eyes, his... lips.

They were so close that they could touch each other as long as they lowered their heads slightly.

Qi Sizhan's eyes dimmed, as if he was also drunk and became confused, then he lowered his head slightly...

The moment the lips and teeth touched, it seemed that the soul was trembling.

For a moment, it was like fireworks exploding, and it was like adding fuel to a fire, wandering between life and death.

Qi Sizhan's movements were a little crazy, and Yu Xiangbei opened his eyes very well.

But the moment he unbuttoned Yu Xiangbei's clothes, he immediately woke up again.

Qi Sizhan stood up abruptly. He stood by the bed and looked at Yu Xiangbei who lost his support and fell on the bed.

The other party's eyes were still open, but he was very confused. Qi Sizhan just looked at him like this for 1 minute, 2 minutes, 3 minutes... Yu Xiangbei moved, tilted his head, and fell asleep.

Those beautiful, seductive eyes closed.

Qi Sizhan took a few heavy breaths, closed his eyes slightly, and when he opened them again, his eyes were full of struggle.

His instincts made him stop restraining himself.

But his rationality told him - no.

This is taking advantage of people's danger.

Yu Xiangbei fell asleep, and Qi Sizhan was standing by the bed.

After his desire was suppressed and he regained all his reason, he gently took off his coat for Yu Xiangbei, then lifted the quilt and put him inside.

He didn't dare to do more, otherwise... he would lose control of himself.

Qi Sizhan sat down on the edge of Yu Xiangbei's bed, touched his head lightly, then lowered his head, and tremblingly kissed his brow.

Xiao Bei, good night.

No one can hurt you.

Neither can I.

On the second day of the hangover, his head hurt a lot. When Yu Xiangbei got up, he felt a splitting headache.

He rubbed his messy hair and went downstairs. Downstairs, Qi Sizhan was having breakfast.

Yu Xiangbei paused slightly.

last night……

He seemed to have a vague dream?

Yu Xiangbei raised his hand, touched his lips, and felt that the dream last night seemed very real, but he couldn't remember the specific details, and his head was in a mess. Last night seemed to be a dream, or... of.

Qi Sizhan turned his head and saw that he was awake, and said calmly, "Are you awake? Drink this first, or your head will hurt."

"Oh..." Yu Xiangbei responded, stepped on his slippers and went downstairs to drink the bowl of soup first.

After finishing drinking, he looked at Qi Sizhan from the corner of his eye, but the other side remained expressionless, and nothing happened.

"Guan Yan already knew about your drunkenness last night. He told you to pay attention in the future, otherwise he will come and stare at you in person." Qi Sizhan said again.

Yu Xiangbei: "..."

He immediately promised: "I will definitely pay attention next time!"

"Yes." Qi Sizhan agreed, "Let's have breakfast."

"Oh..." Yu Xiangbei turned around.

The moment he turned around, both of them breathed a sigh of relief at the same time.

Qi Sizhan: It seems that Xiaobei doesn't remember what happened last night at all.

Although there was a soreness in my heart, I was relieved, and the worries I had been worrying all night were completely gone.

Yu Xiangbei: It seems that last night was indeed a dream.

Although he was so dazed that he actually had a dream about Qi Sizhan, but it was not true, and it made people feel relieved, otherwise he would not know how to face Qi Sizhan.

This matter passed smoothly like this, both of them had calm faces, pretending to be calm and calm in front of each other, nothing happened.

It's just that the back is tossing and turning.

On Saturday, the finale of "One Sword Sealing Borderlands".

Yu Xiangbei and Qi Sizhan sat on the sofa and watched the last two episodes. They didn't fast-forward, they didn't double, and they just read it slowly.

It has to be said that Li Changping's filming was really good, and Yu Xiangbei didn't expect that Mu Zhao looked so good on TV.

The heartbroken and downcast First Young Master finally put on white clothes again.

Only this time, in his eyes, the smiling black-clothed boy was no longer there.

"It was shot very well." Although Qi Sizhan was dissatisfied that Ye Weiyu carried Yu Xiangbei behind his back in the end, he had to say that even from his point of view, the show was shot very well.

Yu Xiangbei raised his eyebrows, triumphantly: "I think so too, and I think there must be more than one hot search today!"

One finale, and another hot search about the plot, presumably there should be two.

Of course, he would be happier if there were three.

While thinking this way, Yu Xiangbei took out his mobile phone and used the trumpet to check Weibo trending searches.

However, just after opening it, Yu Xiangbei was so frightened that he almost threw the phone away.

I rely on!