Whose Little Eyes Haven't Seen the Actor Yet

Jiang Zicheng used his excellent eloquence and conscientiously explained to Xie Beiwang why he carried a giant wedding photo of two people with him...ah no, a giant group photo.

More than ten years ago, when Jiang Zicheng was a bean sprouts in elementary school, because his name was full of literary atmosphere, his Chinese teacher often called him to summarize the main idea of ​​the article and repeat the content of the article, which made his expressive ability far surpass that of children of the same age since childhood. (By the way, Jiang Zicheng's language teacher is his mother.)

And on this cold and windy night, Jiang Zicheng regained the feeling of primary school Chinese class in a trance: "Mr. Xie, the thing is like this: "The 'cause' is that some of our well-connected artists made an appointment to eat hot pot;' After' is...; 'climax' is...; 'result' you have also seen, I took this photo home, just happened to be caught by you, no, met. "

"No." Xie Beiwang listened to him patiently, and shook his head.

"...What's wrong?"

"You met me here, not a 'result'." Xie Beiwang said, "It's a 'climax'."

Jiang Zicheng: "..."

Mr. President, is he talking about pornography in a serious manner, or is he seriously doing Chinese questions?

Jiang Zicheng didn't dare to speak, he was afraid that if he said one more word, the "climax" of this story would become a plot that would not be allowed to appear on anti-pornography and anti-illegal websites.

When the cold wind blew, Jiang Zicheng was soaked in thin sweat, and he was so cold that he sneezed immediately.Behind him was still dragging the huge photo frame, which looked ridiculous and pitiful.

Xie Beiwang's gaze was finally willing to move from the photo frame to Jiang Zicheng. He slightly turned his body to let the door of the apartment open, and said, "It's so cold outside, go in quickly."

Jiang Zicheng: "...?"

Wait, this is his apartment, his dormitory, his house, right? Why did Mr. Xie invite him in like a master?

Before Jiang Zicheng could raise an objection, the cold wind blew away his last bit of reason, and he hurriedly dragged in the rope and dragged it into the apartment lobby.

Their community focuses on well-decorated small apartments, and the entire building has been contracted out by Ruici as a staff dormitory.For example, the other households on the first floor of Jiangzi City are all trainees newly recruited by the company. Eight people squeeze 50 square meters, which is slightly better than a university dormitory.

This building is full of artists coming in and out, and the security is very strict. Every time you enter the door, you have to swipe your card, and foreign visitors have to register.The strange thing is, I don't know where Xie Beiwang got a key card, which can directly unlock the entrance of the lobby.He entered the door with Jiang Zicheng, with a calm attitude, and greeted the uncle security guard at the front desk on the first floor politely.The security guard thought he looked familiar, and seeing his extraordinary demeanor, he thought it was some new big star who moved in.

Jiang Zicheng was afraid that the photo frame would scratch the marble floor in the hall, so he could only drag it instead of hugging it, barely holding the big photo frame in his arms.It's a pity that he is short and his wingspan is not enough, so he staggers while hugging.Xie Beiwang walked directly to his side and took it from his hand.

With hot palms brushing against cold backs, Xie Beiwang lifted the heavy photo frame effortlessly, without even slapping his breath, but Jiang Zicheng, a weak little chicken, was already panting from exhaustion.

The two took the elevator to the floor where Jiang Zicheng was located. The elevator door opened, and Xie Beiwang easily transported the photo frame outside his apartment.

Jiang Zicheng took out the key and was about to open the door when he suddenly saw a black opaque plastic bag hanging on the doorknob of his apartment.

Their building has strict security, and there are cameras on every floor. It can't be a mess of leaflets, but it seems that someone left something for him. Seeing that he was not there, he deliberately hung it on the doorknob.

Jiang Zicheng didn't think too much, he took off the black plastic bag and opened it——

Jiang Zicheng: "..."

Xie Beiwang: "What's wrong?"

Jiang Zicheng's face flushed red.His two big bastard assistants are really itchy, how, how dare they hang the condom that he threw out directly on his doorknob! ! ! !

……

The apartment in Jiangzi City is not big, with a construction area of ​​30 square meters. If the public stalls and so on are removed, the usable area is only more than [-] square meters.One room and one living room are enough for him to use alone, and two assistants and one agent come and go without being crowded.But today, for some reason, Xie Beiwang was alone, and the originally spacious space instantly became cramped.

The man's own aura is enough to fill this small space, so that every cubic centimeter of air is filled with Xie Beiwang's aura.

It's clearly Jiang Zicheng's home, but he can't sit still here, and he doesn't know where to put Xie Beiwang'an.

On the dark yellow fabric sofa, the man's legs are crossed, leaning on the soft cushion in a relaxed posture.The space is limited. The fabric sofa is a miniature double sofa, which is exquisite and small. When two people sit side by side on the sofa, it is inevitable that there will be some physical contact.

He was wearing thick clothes in winter, but even so, where the two shoulders met, there was still a steady stream of heat coming from the man, Jiang Zicheng carefully moved his butt out by a centimeter.

The giant group photo stood against the wall, looking at the two of them from afar.

The tablecloth wrapped around the group photo had been removed, and the complete photo was presented in front of the two of them. Xie Beiwang's eyes were deep and he asked, "Where do you plan to hang it?"

"……what?"

"Since you got it back, aren't you going to hang it up?"

Of course not! ! ! !

Not to mention whether there is room for such a big photo in his small house, and why did he hang up the photo of him and Xie Beiwang! ! !The relationship between the two of them is already unclear, if there is another ambiguous group photo, the mosquito coils in the supermarket will be straighter than him!

Jiang Zicheng was suspended in the sea of ​​basic love with difficulty, desperately throwing his limbs and struggling to save himself: "Where to hang, let's wait until tomorrow... It's almost two o'clock now, it's not early, you have to go to work tomorrow, why don't you go back and rest .”

"Go back?" Xie Beiwang repeated these two words.

"Yes, yes... If you don't drive, I will call you a car?"

"Jiangzicheng." The man said in a deep voice, "Do you think I've waited for you for so long today just to help you take a photo?"

He has been waiting for Jiang Zicheng to return to the capital after finishing his career. After all, there are some things that must be said face to face.However, Jiang Zicheng disappeared as soon as he returned to Beijing, happily going to eat hot pot with other people.

When Xie Beiwang didn't say it, Jiang Zicheng had a vague guess in his heart. He had been trying his best to pretend to be "little deaf and blind", but he forgot that the crayfish only seemed to be domineering, but its two useless pincers could only It's just bluffing.

"Why don't you speak?"

Jiang Zicheng said weakly, "Speak."

Xie Beiwang: "..."

The man's patience was exhausted, he had had enough of Jiang Zicheng's dodging, so he just took shelter and pressed over.

Xie Beiwang put his arms around Jiang Zicheng's sides, knelt beside him on one knee, and forcefully separated his knee with the other leg, thus inserting himself between the young man's legs.

Jiangzicheng is like a butterfly nailed to the cross, firmly imprisoned under the man's figure, unable to move, and can only flap its wings feebly, begging for the tyrant's forgiveness.

However, Xie Beiwang had been waiting for this moment for too long. The kiss in the car that day not only failed to relieve the anxiety in his heart, but was like a fire, igniting all his suppressed desires.

Xie Beiwang could feel that Jiang Zicheng also had feelings for him, but every attack and every temptation of the man could not be exchanged for the same emotional feedback.For some reason, Jiang Zicheng kept avoiding, as if he was worried about something.

He was like a little animal hiding in its nest, longing for the outside and yet afraid of the outside.

The distance between the two was so close that Jiang Zicheng had already looked into Xie Beiwang's eyes for the first time.After his ability expired, he lost the ability to predict the future, but in the man's deep eyes, he saw his figure appearing in Xie Beiwang's future in a trance.

Is that what he thought?

Is Xie Beiwang serious about himself?It's not that a high-ranking president is playing tricks on the little artist, and there is no trick of supporting or not, but really treating himself as an equal partner?

Can he believe it?

When he looked up at Xie Beiwang, Xie Beiwang was also looking at him.Jiang Zicheng is obviously an adult, but his eyes have the ignorance and curiosity of a child. Xie Beiwang has seen the shining starry sky from those eyes more than once.

Xie Beiwang bent down, and the distance between the two became closer and closer, until their foreheads touched and the tip of their noses met.

The lips of the two are so close that if they move a little further, the four lips can share warmth and happiness.

Jiang Zicheng was flustered, his Adam's apple rolled up and down, and he wanted to say something, but was stopped by Xie Beiwang.Lips pressed together, breath blended together, the teeth of Jiangzicheng resisted the man's attack not very seriously, like a group of passive and sabotage soldiers, after the general entered the city, they happily let the city gate open, wishing to tie up the city lord Give it to the general as a trophy.

Soon, Jiang Zicheng's lips became numb, and his breathing became disordered.Xie Beiwang is simply a wolf!It's still the head... a wolf that doesn't let go of its prey when it grabs its prey! !Can you ask the prey for his opinion before you speak, the prey's mouth is swollen, how can I go to the company to meet people tomorrow...

Xie Beiwang was finally willing to let go of him, and put his lips against his lips instead, kissing him lightly, and kissing him again.Kissing and kissing like this, Jiang Zicheng felt like he was going to melt.

Xie Beiwang straightened up, and looked down at Jiang Zicheng, whose waist was softened by his kiss.The young man's clothes were already in disarray. In the low-necked T-shirt, from the collarbone to the neck was red, as if he could hear the sound of boiling blood rushing in his veins.

Xie Beiwang's voice was very low, with an irrefutable overbearing: "Jiang Zicheng, I will give you two options."

"..."

"The first option, 'Stay with me.'"

Jiang Zicheng looked at him pitifully, and asked, "I, can I hear the second option?"

Xie Beiwang raised the corner of his mouth slightly: "Or——'forced to be with me'."

Jiang Zicheng: "..."

"Tell me, what do you choose?"

"I choose," Jiang Zicheng swallowed, and said boldly, "I choose 'or'?"

Xie Beiwang: "..."

Xie Beiwang: "..."

Xie Beiwang: "..."

Xie Bei looked up and laughed, he knew that this guy could always choose the one with a zero score between the full-score option and the pass-score option!He leaned down again and bit Jiang Zicheng's lower lip hard, causing him to grunt in pain.

Immediately afterwards, the man stood up from the sofa, and before the young man could react, he directly carried him on his shoulders!

Next to the living room is a small bedroom.Xie Beiwang carried Jiang Zicheng on his shoulders and strode towards the bedroom without hesitation.

Jiang Zicheng couldn't use his strength in this posture at all, he could only struggle uselessly: "Xie Beiwang, what are you doing?!"

As soon as the words came out of his mouth, he immediately regretted it - so many routines on the Internet are not clear enough, what else can Xie Beiwang do, this is to fuck him! ! ! !

Unexpectedly, Xie Beiwang didn't understand the routines on the Internet, and he didn't answer according to the routines on the Internet.

His answer was more domineering, powerful, and straightforward.

"Don't get out of bed if you don't use up the things that were hung on your doorknob just now."

Jiang Zicheng: "..."

Jiang Zicheng: "???"

Jiang Zicheng: "!!!"

——Riyo, is today's "result" waiting for him here? ?