After wearing f4, I became a heartthrob

"Are you...are you kidding me?" Qi Yuan jumped up from his seat in fright.

In the gentle night, there was a gust of wind blowing in my ears, and Qi Yuan's shocked and dry voice came.

Xie Chen leaned over and approached, his already dark eyes were focused, revealing a deep light, like a wolf lurking, staring closely at his prey.

The usually deep and calm eyes were a little dangerous at this moment.

Even, a little too hot?As if to break out of some kind of bondage.

Qi Yuan immediately took a few steps back, his cheeks were so hot, Qi Yuan patted his face, puffed up his chest, and forcibly calmed down: "What...why?"

Xie Chen looked at Qi Yuan in this posture for a while.

The powerful aura belonging to Xie Chen was getting closer and closer, so close that Qi Yuan could hardly control his escape.Xie Chen rolled his eyes, moved his fingers slightly, and took out a glass of milk from his side.

"Here. Drink at night and sleep better."

Only then did Qi Yuan realize that Xie Chen had been holding a glass of milk by his hand.

As Xie Chen sat down, the opponent's siege-like aura gradually faded away.Qi Yuan breathed a sigh of relief, took the milk, and took a sip subconsciously: "Thank you at the same table."

With Xie Chen's appearance just now, he almost thought that something was going to happen.

Fortunately not, Qi Yuan clutched his thumping chest and took a mouthful of milk.

"Cough-cough-"

I don't know if it was because he drank too fast, Qi Yuan choked, and two milky mustaches hung directly on his lips.

"Don't worry, drink slowly." Xie Chen frowned, stood up quickly, and quickly stroked Qi Yuan's back with his palm.

The broad palm was warm and strong, controlled by Xie Chen to pat gently with appropriate strength.Qi Yuan's ear tips moved untimely, as if they were still a little hot.

Xie Chen's chest trembled, and he smiled softly.

Oops, my ears seem to be getting hotter.

Qi Yuan panicked, his eyes swept away, his eyes were bright, and he was happy quickly.

"At the same table, help me get a pack of tissues." Qi Yuan was slightly embarrassed, "I'll wipe it."

Xie Chen lowered his eyes and said lightly: "It's uncomfortable to stick, I'll wipe it off for you."

Qi Yuan thought that Xie Chen was going to wipe himself with a tissue, but after thinking for a while that he really couldn't see the mustache on his lips, he nodded in agreement.

"Please share the same table."

She raised her face slightly, waiting for Xie Chen's next move.

Xie Chen first took off the cup in Qi Yuan's hand, gently raised Qi Yuan's chin with one hand, and under Qi Yuan's staring eyes, circled his lips with the other hand and wiped away the milk on it .

The thumb and forefinger twirled and placed under the breath.

Xie Chen said word by word: "It's quite sweet."

I don't know if it's milk or people.

For someone, sometimes stimulation is needed to make the other person realize something.

Xie Chen backed away from Qi Yuan unhurriedly, his eyes fixed on Qi Yuan, for fear of missing something.

Qi Yuan's scalp exploded, his face turned red, and the sudden shame almost made his whole body turn red like overcooked shrimp, and he trembled when he said: "I'll go wash my face first."

Qi Yuan turned on the faucet, trying to calm himself down.

Reaching out for the towel, the towel was handed to her hand.

Qi Yuan subconsciously said thank you.

Thinking about it carefully, I felt wrong, since I and Xie Chen lived in the double room in the dormitory, besides Xie Chen, who else could pass me a towel.

turn around.

Xie Chen was standing beside him, with a tall and straight figure that no one could ignore.Bending slightly, one hand is still in the posture of passing the towel.

"Guess you need this."

"I took it for you." Xie Chen paused for a second, and asked in a subtle tone: "Do you want me to wipe it for you?"

Qi Yuan wished he could stay three meters away from him.

Want to be so considerate?

Also, when did Xie Chen start being so attentive?Change before...

It was never like this before.Qi Yuan fell into confusion.

Xie Chen silently withdrew his hand.

When the two were silent.

"Skirt—" Under Qi Yuan's dangerous gaze, Xie Chen tolerated his self-deception, and changed the word, "I'm joking about the clothes."

Qi Yuan's scalp tightened first, and when he heard the back, he let out a long sigh of relief, then changed the topic and said, "I knew it, what's so good about wearing a skirt. Don't you think it's strange?"

In order to end this topic, Qi Yuan spoke against his will.In fact, this is just a personal hobby. He will never feel strange when he sees boys wearing skirts on the road.

"Really? I don't find it strange." Xie Chen said flatly.

Qi Yuan nodded silently, and then realized that this sentence was not said by himself, and looked at Xie Chen with surprised eyes.

If the other party didn't care, why did he keep staring at the skirt hanging outside.

Could it be that Qi Yuan had a bold idea in his heart.

Could it be that Xie Chen didn't hate it, but liked it?Want to even try it on?Only in this way can we explain clearly why Xie Chen's attitude has always been so ambiguous.

It's nothing.

Qi Yuan thought about the shame that he was worried about losing his horse at the beginning, and later he was afraid that Xie Chen would misunderstand him as a pervert, and all kinds of random thoughts in the middle.

If only I had known.

Qi Yuan asked excitedly: "At the same table, do you want to try it on?"

"It would be even better if you could put it on and show me." Xie Chen said.

The two looked at each other.

Xie Chen's face darkened, it was not difficult to see that he was shocked and couldn't believe that he was misunderstood.

"Why do you think so?"

Qi Yuan backed away from such a blank gaze, realizing that he seemed to have made up something terrible again, and looked at Xie Chen's hurt eyes.

"Then, shall I wear it for you to see?" Qi Yuan subconsciously made a remedy.

As soon as I finished speaking, I wanted to go back on my word.

Xie Chen's lips curled up in a tiny arc.

He said lightly: "Okay."

Qi Yuan can get on if he can't.

···

During rehearsal the next day.

Xue Jiaoyang had just changed, and was on the long bench outside, checking his phone while waiting for the cub to come out.

There was a sudden cry in his ears, Xue Jiaoyang frowned, and then realized something.

Stand up.

Qi Yuan dragged his skirt and came out of the dressing room.

Subconsciously, Xue Jiaoyang was overjoyed, and opened his mouth to say hello, and then saw the person behind Zai.

Xie Chen followed behind Qi Yuan, unhurriedly, holding the hanging skirt with one hand, and slightly supporting Qi Yuan with the other.

Xue Jiaoyang could still hear Xie Chen's voice.

"lighter--"

"Slow down—"

Then Qi Yuan tentatively asked with a trembling voice in a daze, "Haven't you finished watching?"

Xue Jiaoyang:!