After the top flow fans fell off the horse

Although Xu Shixi kept telling himself not to be soft-hearted, he couldn't help but let out a long sigh under Song Rang's tears.

The little fool's eyes are also red, and the tip of his nose is also red. He looks very pitiful.

Xu Shi took paper to gently wipe away his tears: "Don't cry."

Song Rang looked at him longingly, and tears stained his eyeballs like polished black beads: "Then are you still angry with me?"

He sniffed, with a thin nasal sound in his voice, like a puppy abandoned by its owner on the side of the road.

Xu Shixi didn't answer directly: "First record the show and then talk about it."

He stuffed the paper into Song Rang's palm and asked him to pack it up before going out.

Seeing Xu Shixi's back, Song Rang was immediately discouraged, blowing his nose while thinking, Xu Shixi did not forgive him.

How could he treat Xu Shixi as an outsider?

He likes Xu Shixi, so what's wrong with trusting him?

But he didn't dare to tell Xu Shixi directly, he didn't dare to expose his willfulness and petty temper in front of Xu Shixi.

Don't you have to show your best side to someone you like?

Why is Xu Shixi angry because of this?

Song Rang couldn't figure it out, but the more he thought about it, the more aggrieved he became. He kicked the toilet bowl angrily, but his toe hit the wall of the bowl, causing a heart-rending pain instead.

His tongue hurts and his feet hurt too. The tears that Song Rang had just held back were about to fall again.

As soon as Xu Shixi went out, he saw Yuan Maojia who was guarding the door of the bathroom. When he saw him, Yuan Maojia hurriedly asked, "How is it, is it better?"

Thinking of Song Rang's tongue injury, Xu Shixi shook his head: "It's okay, the medicine is on."

"Then Xiaorang..." Looking at the closed bathroom door, Yuan Maojia couldn't help asking, "What are you still doing inside?"

Xu Shixi gave him a cold look.

Yuan Maojia was inexplicable: "I didn't do anything, did I?"

"If you don't feed him, he can bite his tongue?" Xu Shixi put the pot on his head.

"Hey!" Yuan Maojia quit, and moved closer to him with the wheat, "I said that without you, Xiao Rang wouldn't have bitten his tongue!"

The two refused to give in to each other until the door lock of the bathroom clicked, and Song Rang came out with red eyes.

Yuan Maojia didn't bother to talk to Xu Shixi, thinking that Song Rang was in severe pain: "Does your tongue hurt, Xiao Rang?"

Could it be secretly crying inside?

Song Rang was not in a hurry to answer Yuan Maojia, but instead glanced at Xu Shixi first. The two looked at each other for a moment, and Xu Shixi took the lead to look away.

Song Rang lowered his eyes, a little sad.

His tongue hurts, and his speech is still a bit vague: "A little..."

Yuan Maojia clicked his tongue again and again: "Poor little boy."

Back in the living room program group was also very nervous, PD asked him: "Can you still hold on, Xiao Rang?"

"Yes." Song Rang smiled and said with a big tongue, "It's not a big problem."

The PD hurriedly called the photographer to start work: "Then let's record quickly, and you can have a good rest after recording."

Because of the pain in his tongue, Song Rang could only drink the porridge that Xiaoxia bought temporarily, along with the small vegetables that Xu Shixi fried for him alone.

The porridge was very hot, and it hurt when it touched the wound. He ate very slowly, listening to Yuan Maojia and Xu Shixi chatting while eating.

However, Yuan Maojia still wanted to tease him, circling in front of his eyes with the twice-cooked pork, and the smell of the meat pierced his nose one by one, making Song Rang's saliva almost salivate.

Yuan Maojia said meanly: "Hey, look at this meat, it's fat and thin, it's oily but not greasy. It's a pity, Xiao Rang, you don't have this kind of food today."

Song Rang could only treat the porridge in the bowl as Yuan Maojia poke.

Yuan Maojia was finished, and after feeding the meat into his mouth, he was about to stretch out his chopsticks to pick it up, but was blocked in the air by Xu Shixi's chopsticks.

Xu Shixi moved the food in front of him, and completely rejected Yuan Maojia's chopsticks. No matter how Yuan Maojia wanted to catch him off guard, he could immediately reject people from the food.

Song Rang was so happy watching, he knew that Xu Shixi would not let Brother Yuan bully him.

Xu Shixi treated him the best!

He carefully peeked at Xu Shixi, thinking that it would be better if Xu Shixi had a few more words with him!

After a short break after dinner, Yuan Maojia suggested playing games.

Yuan Maojia took out the game controller, connected the game console to the TV, and asked Song Rang, "Xiao Rang, what do you want to play?"

Song Rang turned his head and asked Xu Shixi: "What does Teacher Xu want to play?"

"He?" Yuan Maojia switched the game selection page, "He doesn't play games."

Xu Shixi: "I'll watch you play."

Song Rang doesn't like playing these games very much. Although the games Yuan Maojia bought have multiplayer modes, his family only has two controllers at most, so there must be someone who cannot participate in the games.

Song Rang was hesitating when he suddenly saw the poker under the coffee table. He didn't even want to get off the sofa, so he knelt on the sofa and reached for the cards: "Why don't we play poker together?"

Song Rang's posture is destined to limit the length of his outstretched hands. If he puts all his strength on his upper body, he will easily fall off the sofa.

The poker was placed relatively deep, and he did not touch it twice.

Just as he was about to get up and change his posture, Xu Shixi, who couldn't see the past, took out the playing cards from the back of the coffee table and put them in his hand.

When approaching, the smell of perfume on Xu Shixi's body lingered on the tip of his nose.

Song Rang was overjoyed, thinking that Xu Shixi might not be so angry anymore.

"What are the three playing?" Yuan Maojia said, "Doudizhu, Xiaorang, do you know it?"

"Okay, I can play cards now." Song Rang said so, but the movement of shuffling the cards was a bit clumsy.

Yuan Maojia obviously didn't believe it, and Song Rang said: "You don't understand this, do you? Brother Yuan, you confuse your opponent with unfamiliar card shuffling moves, making him mistakenly think that I am a rookie who can't play poker, so he lowers his vigilance towards me." , and then I will kill every single one of you!"

This set of theory is convincing and logically perfect, Xu Shixi curled his lips.

Song Rang had been observing him secretly, and he didn't let go of Xu Shixi's expression at all. He asked flatteringly, "Teacher Xu, do you think so?"

The little fool tried to make Xu Shixi happy by acting coquettishly and cutely, but he couldn't see it.

Cuteness is indeed cute, but if he gets his way so easily, how can he use this trick to get away with it whenever he encounters such a situation in the future.

Xu Shixi drew back the corners of his lower lips, and gave a faint "hmm".

Song Rang pursed his lips where the camera couldn't see. Although Xu Shixi's reaction disappointed him, it didn't matter, at least Xu Shixi began to respond to him!

Yuan Maojia: "It makes sense, I almost believed it."

"Brother Yuan, you know that my little niece is very good at playing cards, but she can't beat me either." Song Rang dealt the cards, and by the way used words to paralyze Yuan Maojia.

Yuan Maojia asked: "How old is your little niece?"

Song Rang: "Five years old."

Song Rang knew that he wouldn't believe it, but what he said was true. Don't look at Song Ruan's young age and strong logical thinking. He can not only play cards but also count cards. There is no bean left.

As Song Ruan's "gambling" first teacher, Song Rang is naturally a little better than her.

In Song Rang's view, his only advantage other than his face is that his logic is better than ordinary people.

Hearing that Song Rang was better than his five-year-old niece, Yuan Maojia gave him a thumbs up in admiration.

An hour later, he was paying for it.

It was obviously a three-person poker game, but he was the only one who posted notes all over his face.

"Xiao Rang, you don't know that you are very powerful, why can't you take me to win every time!" He pointed at Song Rang and then at Xu Shixi, "And you, old Xu, when did you become so powerful?" ???"

During the one-hour poker game, only Xu Shixi never lost a game.

Even Song Rang's face was covered with a few notes, only Xu Shixi's face was clean, not to mention the notes, not even a single extra hair.

As soon as Yuan Maojia spoke, the note floated tremblingly in the air. Song Rang laughed and fell on Xu Shixi: "That's Xu Shixi who is more powerful, right Xu Shixi?"

He had so much fun that he had long forgotten about the camera, and subconsciously wanted to get close to Xu Shixi.

Xu Shixi supported his arm, and didn't let him fall on him. He turned off the microphone and leaned into Song Rang's ear: "You think I won't be angry if you feed me the cards?"

Song Rang froze, sat down obediently, and grinned flatteringly at him.

In addition to post-production, today's recording continued until the evening. Not long after the program group removed the equipment from Yuan Maojia's house, Xu Shixi and Song Rang also left Yuan Maojia's house.

Xu Shixi took Yuan Maojia's car keys and directly pressed the elevator to the garage.

There were only the two of them in the car, but Song Rang didn't dare to do anything because of the monitoring in the elevator, but kept trying to make eye contact with Xu Shixi.

But Xu Shixi just stared at the jumping floor numbers, no matter how Song Rang approached him, he was indifferent.

"Xu Shixi." Song Rang shook his hand by the hem of his clothes, softly calling his name, "Being angry for too long is not good for your health, don't be angry..."

Without saying a word, Xu Shixi found Yuan Maojia's car with a tail, opened the passenger's door and let him sit in.

After getting in the car, Xu Shixi didn't rush to leave, and finally looked at Song Rang straightly: "How is your tongue, does it still hurt?"

Song Rang: "A little bit, it doesn't hurt very much."

Turning on the dome light, Xu Shixi hooked Song's chin to the light beam: "Open your mouth and let me see."

Song Rang opened his mouth obediently.

The wound on the tip of the tongue is not much different from the original one, because the skin was bitten off, and the wound is darker than other places.Xu Shixi took out the oral ointment, ready to give Song Rang medicine.

Song Rang's eyes licked Xu Shixi's facial features, and finally fell from the tip of his straight nose to his lips. Taking advantage of Xu Shixi's drooping eyes to apply medicine to him, he wanted to kiss him as soon as he moved forward.

Xu Shixi quickly looked away, and the kiss finally landed on his face.

"Xu Shixi." He yelled a name over and over again, and Song Rang moved towards him again and again, "I know I was wrong, so don't be angry, okay?"

Xu Shixi's fingertips rested on Song Rang's forehead, pushed his head back to keep an arm's distance between the two, and remained unmoved by his coquettishness: "What's wrong with you?"

In fact, Song Rang didn't know what was wrong with him, but since Xu Shixi was angry, he was at fault. For this reason, he had already typed a draft in his heart for several hours, waiting for this why.

As soon as Xu Shixi asked, he couldn't wait to count his crimes in detail: "I shouldn't trust you blindly, be obedient to you, and shouldn't put my position too low... Um, you are not only My idol is still my boyfriend, we are in an equal relationship, I should respect you!"

This review Song Rang was based entirely on Xu Shixi's accusations against him, and he was full of confidence that Xu Shixi would definitely not be able to find anything wrong.

Song Rang waited nervously for Xu Shixi's forgiveness, and the hugs and kisses after the forgiveness.

Xu Shixi looked at him with heavy eyes, Song Rang blinked, and began to feel a little flustered, did he admit his mistake somewhere?

After a while, Xu Shixi said, "Is there any more?"

His voice was very deep, and his tone was so flat that it was a bit unusual.

Song Rang hastily added: "Respecting you is respecting myself!"

Xu Shixi didn't speak, and even his expression sank.

Song Rang's heart skipped a beat, and his spine felt a little chilled. He realized belatedly that not only was this not the answer Xu Shixi needed, but he also made Xu Shixi even more angry.

The atmosphere in the car became tense.

"Xu Shixi..." Song Rang tried to save her.

I don't know how long it took, or maybe it was only a few seconds, before Xu Shixi said again: "Sit down."

Song Rang immediately sat down obediently against the back of the chair, he was very anxious, "Am I wrong? I, I... I will do it again, or, or... You tell me—"

"Seat belt." Xu Shixi interrupted him.

Song Rang quickly put on his seat belt.

Xu Shixi sent Song Rang home silently all the way.

On the way, Song Rang wanted to talk to Xu Shixi several times, but just met his cold eyes, as if being strangled by a pair of invisible hands, he sat quietly and did not dare to speak.

Only then did he realize that, compared to Yuan Maojia's house, perhaps this was what Xu Shixi was really angry about.

what is the problem?

Blind trust, obedience to him, and lowering his position in this relationship, aren't these what Xu Shixi accused him of saying?

Then why his apology was not forgiven but made Xu Shixi even more angry?

"Xu Shixi..." When getting out of the car, Song Rang wanted to hug him with red eyes.

Xu Shixi refused his hug.The two looked at each other, and Song Rang said, "What did I do wrong, can you tell me?"

Song Rang doesn't understand, he really doesn't understand.

Xu Shixi felt a little uncomfortable seeing him like this, and his voice was hoarse when he spoke: "Song Rang, I've already told you, but you don't seem to understand."

"Yes, I don't understand." Song Rang wanted to approach him in a panic, "Then can you tell me again?"

"Then I'll tell you again." Xu Shixi said, "Song Rang, I don't need you to confess me."

"Think about it carefully, where did you go wrong?"

Song Rang didn't sleep all night, and he didn't want to understand what was wrong with him.

After receiving a message that Xu Shixi arrived home last night, he never received any information from Xu Shixi until the next day, no matter whether he took the initiative to send him a message or make a video call, Xu Shixi Neither will return nor answer.

Song Rang was really panicked. He kept his eyes open until dawn, but couldn't figure it out.

He originally wanted to ask Yuan Maojia for help, but Yuan Maojia didn't answer his call either.

After sending a lot of messages to Xu Shixi to admit his mistakes and never receiving a reply, Song Rang finally got angry too.

He went to Xu Shixi's house angrily, and happened to meet Aidou who had just returned home from work in the underground garage.

Xu Shixi asked lightly, "Why are you here?"

Song Rang asked instead, "Why didn't you reply to my message?"

His eager tone became a little heavy, and Shi Xi paused: "I—"

"Why are you doing this?" Song Rang asked him, "Why are you coldly violent to me!"

His tone was urgent, his eyes were red, but he didn't cry. He looked at Xu Shixi with heartbreak in his eyes: "I'm stupid, I don't know why you are angry, I haven't figured it out all night, but If I don't understand, can't you be patient and tell me a few more times? Two times, three times and four times, I will always understand if I say it a few more times!"

The more he got to the back, the more wronged he was, with tears streaming down his face, he couldn't even see the person in front of him clearly, while holding his hand to prevent him from leaving, he accused him of how hurtful his cold violence was.

Obviously being scolded, Xu Shixi was no longer as cold as yesterday, he softened his voice, and wrapped his arms into his arms: "I'm sorry."

Song Rang was so wronged that he twitched: "Don't do this next time."

Xu Shixi helped people to follow his back, coaxing him: "I will never do this again."

He held Song Rang's face and looked into his eyes seriously: "I just want you to know that friction between lovers is normal, and you should express any dissatisfaction with me. Don't indulge me unconditionally. request. You don’t have to be perfect in front of me, you should have your own temper. I—”

Xu Shixi was halfway through speaking when a silver light flashed in front of his eyes.

He quickly flipped up the hat of Song Rang's sweater to cover the head of the man in his arms, and Song Rang was thrown into Xu Shixi's chest, causing the tip of his nose to hurt.

He wanted to rub his nose, but Xu Shixi held him tightly in his arms. Listening to the strong heartbeat in his ear, Song Rang called him cautiously, "Xu Shixi?"

"Don't look up." Xu Shixi stared straight at a black van not far away, with a black lens on the lower half of the window.

Xu Shixi took off his coat and wrapped Song Rang completely: "There are paparazzi."

The author has something to say: Xiao Rang: If you are angry, you are angry and I will not lose my temper with you. Xu Shixi, are you shaking M? OvO