you are a bit arrogant

Zhou Shengyuan leaned half against the shoe cabinet, his eyes widened slightly, and when he heard the words, he slowly let out a laughing sound, prolonging the tone, and his voice was a bit hoarse and authentic:

"No~"

Qin Xiao: "..."

Wrinkling his nose, he bypassed Zhou Shengyuan and closed the door, then turned and walked straight to the living room.

Zhou Shengyuan straightened up a little unsteadily, followed behind Qin Xiao with impotent footsteps, staring at the back of his head and laughing foolishly.

Qin Xiao frowned and turned around, Zhou Shengyuan staggered, fell into Qin Xiao's arms unexpectedly, wrapped his arms around his back and pressed him to the ground.

"Damn..." Qin Xiao gritted his teeth, supported Zhou Shengyuan with one hand, and leaned back against the sofa with the other, so that his head didn't turn to the ground, and he just hit his ass on the ground.

The soft carpet was spread under his body, and there was no pain as imagined. Qin Xiao's clenched teeth relaxed a little bit, and he looked at the person lying on top of him with a dark face.

At this moment, Zhou Shengyuan was wrapped around him like a large octopus, with his arms around his waist, one long leg kneeling on his chest, his broad and strong height directly blocked Qin Xiao from behind. Strictly.

The fluffy head hung down on the side of his face, Qin Xiao had no choice but to tilt his head, and tried to push the person on him up with both hands, but he could only move a little or two even with all his strength.

"Damn... what are these?" Qin Xiao felt the touch of his hands. The arms that don't look thick on the outside of the shirt feel unexpectedly strong to the touch. The strong muscle-like feeling is obvious. No wonder it can't be moved. Damn, this Like Dwayne Johnson, who can move it.

Zhou Shengyuan didn't move after lying down, Qin Xiao called him in his ear: "Zhou Shengyuan, Zhou Shengyuan!"

There was no response, Qin Xiao tilted his head, pointed his mouth at his ear, and shouted loudly: "Zhou Shengyuan, fuck you!"

The person lying on the body finally moved and tilted his head uncomfortably. Qin Xiao thought he could get up by himself or roll away, but he rubbed his head against Qin Xiao's neck, burying it deeper.

"..." Qin Xiao fell silent, rolled his throat and swallowed a few mouthfuls of saliva. A few seconds later, when he was about to shout again, he saw the person lying on the side of his neck move slightly, and the hot air Flicking on the white and tender breasts, the low and numb voice almost came through the bones:

"Don't move, let me lean on it."

Qin Xiao's half-open mouth froze, his body froze, and suddenly he became obediently motionless like a caged bunny.

The living room became quiet again, white light shone on the two people who were implicated in an embracing gesture, and shadows fell into the gray carpet.

After a long, long time, I don't know how long, only the sound of the clock passing by in the silent night.Qin Xiao thought that Zhou Shengyuan was asleep, but the uneven breathing on the side of his neck reminded him that he was not.

Trapped between his thick body and the sofa, Qin Xiao quickly walked around in his mind. He tentatively put his palm on Zhou Shengyuan's shoulder and patted it lightly.

"Did you...did something bad happen to you?"

"Hmm..." Zhou Shengyuan's voice was muffled, suppressed in his chest, he didn't know if it was a reply or a raving.

Qin Xiao didn't know what to say for a while, he didn't know how to comfort others, and it seemed that no one ever needed him to comfort him. He ran his mind at high speed, searched for the words he saw in the Chinese textbook, and asked softly after a long time:

"Did something bad happen?"

The head resting on his shoulders moved, Zhou Shengyuan finally slowly let go of the hand on his waist, propped himself up on top of him, and his downcast eyes fell between his brows.

Zhou Shengyuan's brows were furrowed, and his eyes drooped down, like a puppy wandering in the wind and snow, looking for the way with a chill all over his body.

Qin Xiao's expression suddenly became serious, he patted Zhou Shengyuan's shoulder rhythmically with his palm comfortingly, and no longer cared about the current posture, he focused on looking at Zhou Shengyuan and waiting for him to speak.

Zhou Shengyuan looked at Qin Xiao, blinked his long eyelashes, and the person in front of him seemed to have a double image, as if there were two Qin Xiaos under him.

With some confusion, he murmured in a low voice:

"Why do you have two... because you fell..."

There was a bit of grievance and accusation in his voice, Qin Xiao opened his eyes wide in shock, and stretched out his hand to grab his face, Zhou Shengyuan immediately retracted his hand in pain and rolled onto the carpet beside him, Gu Ying covered his face in self-pity went.

Breaking free from the shackles, Qin Xiao quickly got up from the ground, patted the ashes that didn't exist on his body, and stared at the person lying on the ground.

"Damn it...drinking like crazy!"

The man in the suit and leather shoes was completely wrinkled at the moment, his shirt and coat were all wrinkled, and he was paralyzed on the ground without any image in his socks, covering his face with one hand like a baby and moaning softly. , looking straight at him without blinking.

Qin Xiao made him shudder. Zhou Shengyuan's hair is a mess now, and his body smells more like snail noodles. He has long since lost the appearance of an elite handsome guy in the past, and he looks like a frustrated alcoholic.

He couldn't stand it anymore, walked into his room and pulled out the blanket that he usually slept on the sofa, and threw it on Zhou Shengyuan's body, covering his unsightly appearance temporarily.

Then, Qin Xiao went to the kitchen, rummaged in the refrigerator, and found a lemon easily. He took it to the sink and washed it casually, took the salt shaker and sprinkled a few spoonfuls of salt on it, holding the lemon in both hands. I rubbed it.

"Rich people... the more glamorous this lemon looks, the more fruit wax it actually has." He muttered while rubbing the lemon.

The whole floor was quiet, except for the sound of running water, there was no other movement. He pricked up his ears to listen, and the living room was also quiet.

"Drunk...you want your grandfather to serve you!" Thinking of the scene just now, he angrily rinsed the lemon again, then put it on the cutting board and started slicing it.

One cut, two cuts... The crisp sound of the knife touching the cutting board rang around in the kitchen. While cutting, Qin Xiao took it as the claw of the octopus sticking to him just now.

Damn, I didn't expect the well-dressed and personable Boss Zhou to look like this when he was drunk. He looked gentle and polite, but he was actually a scum!

"Dah!" With a heavy blow, Qin Xiao cleaned the cup he took out, thought for a while, and went back to the refrigerator to find honey.

The home of the rich is really different, there is everything in the refrigerator, Qin Xiao curiously closed the refrigerator door which he had opened twice today, picked up the honey pot and walked to the sink.

Just as he was scooping up a spoonful of honey and adding it to the cup, Qin Xiao suddenly remembered something, and the corners of his mouth curled up maliciously.

It's rare to see Zhou Shengyuan like this in ten years, how could he not take a photo as a souvenir...

As soon as he decided to do it, Qin Xiao quickly completed the final steps of the honey lemonade, and then happily walked to the living room with a cup in his hand. When he was about to take a tablet to take pictures, who knew that he was still paralyzed on the ground like a dead ghost? People have disappeared.

And sitting on the sofa was a neatly dressed man with an elegant demeanor, even the blanket that Qin Xiao had just thrown away was neatly folded and placed on the coffee table.

Qin Xiao's eyes widened once again, and he was as dumb as he couldn't say a word. The man in front of him, except for his messy hair and a little red at the end of his eyes, didn't have the same drunken appearance as before.

Even the current appearance is more sexy than the usual meticulousness. If you really blame the hair for perfection, then you really don't know what is good or bad, and you are chewing peonies!

"Are... are you alright?" Qin Xiao asked tentatively while suppressing his shock while holding the cup.

Hearing the sound, the man who lowered his head slightly raised his head and looked towards him. His eyes froze when he saw the honey lemonade in his hand, and then he waved to him.

Qin Xiao really wanted to refuse, and yelled "Zhou Shengyuan, you are playing with me!", but his legs were already walking towards him in an extremely disobedient manner.

Zhou Sheng took the water glass self-consciously, but kept looking at Qin Xiao.

When he got closer, Qin Xiao realized that the deep eyes in the past were still shrouded in mist, the long eyelashes were as black as crow feathers, intoxication was brewing in the pupils, and the red eyes were like the rim of a cocktail glass The red fruit gave people a sense of touch and care.

Qin Xiao frowned, watching Zhou Shengyuan gulp down the cup of honey and lemonade as if drinking wine under his gaze, and then gently put the cup on the coffee table, making a barely perceptible "da" sound.

"Thank you." Zhou Shengyuan said softly, finally withdrew his too straightforward gaze, lowered his head and fell silent.

Qin Xiao didn't know how to act for a moment.

Looking at Zhou Shengyuan's appearance, it doesn't look like he's drunk, he doesn't look like him, he doesn't look like him if he's drunk, it's more like a preoccupied look, muddled in his own thoughts.

The clock on the wall kept turning, and the second long pointer was a long way from Zhou Shengyuan's home, and his slightly dejected figure sank under the lamp for a long time, forming a cloud of black mist on the sofa.

Qin Xiao was inexplicably worried. After a long time, he interrupted slightly:

"Well, are you feeling better?"

Hearing this, Zhou Shengyuan raised his head slowly, his eyes fell directly and strongly on Qin Xiao's body, causing his fingers hanging by his side to flinch subconsciously.

"...What's wrong with me?" Zhou Shengyuan murmured, as if talking to himself.

"You're drunk." Qin Xiao answered for him, "And it seems a little serious, is it better now?"

Zhou Shengyuan shook his head subconsciously, and said hoarsely, "It's okay."

"Really?" Qin Xiao asked a little uneasy, Zhou Shengyuan's current appearance really didn't look very serious, much better than before lying on the ground drunk, but Qin Xiao was still a little worried.

"En." Zhou Shengyuan nodded slowly, looking at Qin Xiao with his eyes motionless.

Qin Xiao looked into his eyes, struggled for a while, hesitated and asked tentatively:

"Are... aren't you very happy?"

Something seemed to flash in the pupils he was staring at, and then, Qin Xiao saw Zhou Shengyuan lower his head slowly, and gave a barely audible "hmm" with a nasal sound.