The beginning of the dream was the same as usual, someone walked towards him while taking off his clothes, he was holding a fruit knife in his hand as usual, with fierce eyes, he cut off the other person's lifeblood with one knife, the other person fell down and screamed, blood was spilled One bed, all over the place.

He suddenly heard weak crying and found a person lying under the bed, covered in blood, it was Qin Buhuo.

He was naked and crawled from the foot of the bed, his clear eyes were wet and his eyelashes were wet.

Then the scene changed abruptly, and he saw Qin Buhuo standing in front of the transparent floor-to-ceiling window, scratching and rubbing his fingers impatiently on the glass window, leaving traces of sweat stains.

One leg hangs around his waist, he holds one hand on his waist, and the other covers Yuanyuan...

Chu Xinghe has the habit of running in the morning, his biological clock is unshakable, and this day unexpectedly went out half an hour later than usual.

At 06:30, Chu Xinghe was wearing a baseball cap and a black short-sleeved sports suit. When the elevator was about to go down, it was blocked by a hand. Chu Xinghe pressed the door open button.

Qin Buhuo thanked him as he walked in, and when he saw the people in the elevator, he felt a little embarrassed, but it seemed too pretentious to exit the elevator at this time, so he said hello: "Brother Chu, good morning."

Chu Xinghe said calmly, "Yes."

What about the heartthrob who was said to be Wen Runruyu with a super good personality?

How come he is like an iceberg, especially ruthless.

However, the protagonist's filter is too charming, and the protagonist's control attribute attack, Qin Buhuo just can't completely hate Chu Xinghe, just like you can't hate your favorite novel character, when the real person stands in front of you, you can't help but substitute the old father's perspective.

The elevator ding-dong, someone came up, it was someone from the crew, and said hello, "Morning, Brother Chu." Then he nodded to Qin Buhuo.

Chu Xinghe's tone was steady without any ups and downs: "Morning."

But when compared with the cold iceberg just now, the difference is revealed.

Qin Buhuo:! ! !

The protagonist’s differential treatment towards him is too obvious. If someone else has a word, he only deserves to have modal particles. He is still here, so it’s really good for you to have this kind of differential treatment.

However, it is also understandable that individuals will not have a good face when facing people who are keen to imitate themselves and gossiping.

Qin Old Father Buhuo shed sad tears.

When all the people had left and there were only two people left in the elevator, Qin Buhuo looked at him quietly. He was usually dressed in a suit or formal attire. It was rare to see Chu Xinghe in sportswear. His waist was straight and his calves were long, covered with A layer of light leg hair, with a few slightly longer curls, quite sexy.

and many more!

Leg hair?How could the peerless Meishou have leg hair? Meishou should be from top to bottom without a single hair.

Qin Buhuo's face was full of regret, as if his Chinese cabbage had been ruined.

Chu Xinghe's eyes swept over.

Here he comes, here he comes with an ice cube face.

Qin Buhuo lowered his eyes and pretended not to see anything.

When the elevator reached the first floor, Chu Xinghe stepped out first, walked to the less crowded road, and saw Qin Buhuo following him.

Under the freezing gaze of the other party, Qin Buhuo wanted to cry, but he didn't have a habit of stalking, who made it easy for him to run in the morning, and if he failed to complete the task, he would be punished by electric shock.

But who would believe it, Qin Buhuo had no choice but to explain dryly: "I run in the morning."

Chu Xinghe didn't say anything, he squeezed out a cigarette, lit it, and took a puff. His smoking posture was very beautiful, with a clean and handsome look. Chu Xinghe turned his head: "What are you looking at?"

Qin Buhuo suppressed the surprise on his face: "It's nothing, it's just that it's not good to be seen." After all, it's a male god.

I really want to send a razor blade to the author, so that such a beautiful and beautiful heartthrob can learn to smoke!Why don't you learn well at all!

Chu Xinghe knew what was going on in his heart. After rebirth, his personality and temper remained the same as before. He disguised himself so well that no one around him could detect the abnormality. All things had to follow the track of his previous life so that he could find what he wanted. s answer.

However, after going through so many things, his temperament and nature are completely different from the original one. In his previous life, he had a gentle personality, but now there is indifference and gloom in his bones.

Under the gentle surface, he can hardly suppress the irritability and madness in his heart, wishing to pierce the mask of calm and let everything go to hell.

But he couldn't, Chu Xinghe's eyes were dark, his fingers twitched slightly, and he nervously crushed the cigarette butt back and forth. He took a puff of the cigarette to calm down the irritability in his heart, and it's good to relax occasionally.

Perhaps because he knew Qin Buhuo's purpose too well, thinking that he had caught his weakness, Chu Xinghe took off his warm and jade-like shell more than once in front of him, and indulged his bad nature.

Anyway, it was a little fox, and it softened when it pinched its neck.

Chu Xinghe put out his cigarette with downcast eyes, turned around and started running in the morning.

Qin Buhuo then started to run.

The hotel is located in the suburbs, and the air is much better than in the city. The two of them ran back and forth at the foot of the mountain, and no one spoke.

After running for nearly five or ten minutes, Ding Dong, Xiao Jian went online: "Congratulations to the host for successfully clocking in and completing the five-kilometer long-distance run."

Chu Xinghe fell behind unknowingly. From behind, he saw the protruding bone shadow of the other party's white T-shirt, twisting hips, and what appeared in the dream...

Chu Xinghe's eyes darkened. After he passed puberty, he seldom had similar dreams. It must be because he had too much contact with Qin Buhuo. Coupled with the entanglement in the play, it doesn't explain anything.

Qin Buhuo put his hands on his waist, bent over and panted heavily, sweat flowed from his black hair to his neck, and slipped into his sweatshirt along his collarbone. He sweated a little, and his whole body became lighter. This feeling was very comfortable.

Unexpectedly, Chu Xinghe's speed also slowed down, and then stopped beside him.

Chu Xinghe's breathing was steady, not much changed from before running, Qin Buhuo was surprised at the opponent's amazing physical strength.

Here it is again, the rosin smelling like the first snow is even stronger than before.

Chu Xinghe stopped in front of him, and suddenly said, "Are you wearing perfume again?"

Qin Buhuo was taken aback for a moment, but then he realized that it was the damn deodorant again, which was aggravated by running and sweating.

It suddenly occurred to him that Chu Xinghe could smell what the system said yesterday, so did it mean that he had a slight crush on him?

Realizing this possibility, Qin Buhuo suddenly felt a little uncomfortable.

Seeing that he was silent, Chu Xinghe thought he had acquiesced, seeing him hanging his head and showing a slender neck, his heart suddenly moved, and he moved closer to Qin Buhuo, as if he wanted to confirm the source of the fragrance.

Qin Buhuo stared blankly at the face that was slowly enlarging in front of his eyes, so close that he could count the thick and drooping eyelashes of the other person, and his deep and indifferent eyes, so beautiful.

Those beautiful eyes suddenly sank, as if falling into a dangerous abyss: "What did you say?"

Only then did Qin Buhuo realize that he had spoken his mind just now, Chu Xinghe's face was dark, as if it had been changed, not the indifference just now, as if he had been stripped naked and thrown into the cold weather, it was frighteningly cold, With a smell of blood.

Qin Buhuo was stunned for a moment, and explained: "I mean, your eyes are very beautiful, just like Xinghu."

Qin Buhuo didn't lie, Chu Xinghe's eyes were like lakes filled with moonlight and stars in the middle of the night, deep and bright.

Chu Xinghe squinted his eyes and looked at him condescendingly. Qin Buhuo's pupils were so big that they almost occupied two-thirds of his eyes. When looking at people, he felt an unguarded wetness, like a sika deer in the forest in the morning. .

The blood in Chu Xinghe's eyes gradually receded, and returned to pitch black and deep again: "Don't rub that kind of thing in the future."

Then he ran away slowly, it took Qin Buhuo a long time to come back to his senses, he always felt that the Chu Xinghe just now was very different from the Chu Xinghe in the original book.

But how is it possible?There is only one protagonist, Qin Buhuo shook his head and put this ridiculous idea behind him.

The author has something to say: update every night around 18 o'clock, the second update is normal!There will be three drops from time to time.

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