The troubles of the heartthrob guide

There are rules everywhere in Chen Xin's life, and things like kissing are no exception.It is absolutely impossible to keep your eyes open. Only with your eyes closed can you have a dreamy feeling.

Chen Xin: "I'll give you one more chance to perform well!"

Qilig closed his eyes wanting to cry but without tears.

Chen Xin lowered himself down and kissed him again. After kissing for a while, Chen Xin announced with satisfaction that the two had formed a temporary connection, and he would not be disturbed by other sentries in a short time.

Qilig thought to himself, yo, it looks very good, and I will go to tweet regularly in the future, so that I can get rid of the status of a heartthrob and concentrate on being a single dog.

"What are you doing there?" Chen Xin stood in front of the door and looked at Qilig who was sitting at the desk with a dull expression.Qilig didn't know where he could be if he was not here, and looked back with question marks all over his head.

Chen Xin said impatiently, "I'll be home at seven o'clock sharp."

Zelig looked at the time, it was six o'clock.He waved at Chen Xin and said, "Let's go, I'm going to sleep late at 06:30."

"Go to sleep in the car, don't waste time." Chen Xin looked at his watch, frowned and said, "You still have 30 seconds to collect things!"

"When did I say I was going home with you?"

Chen Xin put down his hands and approached Qilig: "Mr. Qi, can people be more vigilant in this world? If there are people who don't know good and bad come in, I don't mind breaking your other leg. "

Zelig tried hard to think about the correlation between "someone broke in" and "kicked off the leg", but found that there was no logical connection between the two.He hesitated and asked, "Mr. Chen, do you attack your teammates every time you go on a mission?"

"As long as he's not on the same line as the target."

Qilig began to think hard again, whether Mr. Chen secretly killed many teammates who were about to report him, so that he could become a major general.Now that he has discovered this secret, he may be taken home to destroy his body... Seeing that Qi Lige was wandering away, Chen Xin couldn't stop for a moment and directly carried him away and stuffed him into the car to take him away.

Qilig thought wildly for a while, and when 06:30 arrived, he fell asleep in a daze.When he woke up again, he found himself in the elevator, with Chen Xin pushing the wheelchair behind him.

He fell into a drowsy sleep, thinking that Chen Xin was doing a professional job of carrying people, and he didn't even wake up.

Chen Xin lives in a one-bedroom, one-living bachelor apartment, which surprised Qilig, who originally thought it would be a huge mansion.

He originally thought that he would be taken to a mysterious black mansion with strict gate control, and through layers of traps, he would enter Chen Xin's home full of cold metal.

However, when Chen Xin opened the door of the house, the warm yellow light met Qilig's eyes.

In the small living room, there is a group of off-white cloth sofas, and two plush dolls are placed on the sofa.All kinds of books in the wooden bookcase are neatly arranged according to height, size, and size. In one of the compartments is a whole set of robot models, which seem to be made by Chen Xin himself.

This country style home is nothing like imagined!Zilig looked at Chen Xin who was getting his slippers, and felt that this man was too unpredictable. If you say he is a perverted young man, he lives in a cozy hut, and he looks like a good person from time to time; but if you say he is A gentle young man, he goes crazy from time to time.

Just as he was thinking about it, Qilig noticed that Chen Xin tore off the striped socks on his feet and threw them precisely into the trash can that would automatically decompose the trash next to the small log table in the living room.He didn't even have time to yell, but he heard the "forced" sound of the trash can and destroyed his socks.

"..."

"Mr. Qi, don't you think it's superfluous to print stripes on socks?" Chen Xin began to explain his magical thoughts with a serious face: "The reason why stripes are attractive is that they show the beauty of symmetry and parallelism. But when they are printed on socks, and twisted by your feet, then what it expresses is not beauty."

"It's demon nature." Chen Xin said seriously.

After thinking about it, Qilig found it quite reasonable, and didn't know how to refute it.

Of course, Chen Xin didn't intend to give him a chance to refute. After putting on a pair of light blue cloth slippers for him, he changed the subject and said, "Have you ever used a mecha?"

Although this is a high-tech era, mechas belong to the category of weapons. Except for soldiers and military students, ordinary people have no chance to touch them. Of course, Qilig has never used them.

"Tomorrow I will bring back a set, so that you can experience the feeling of walking like flying with a broken leg."

Qilig felt that the picture was slightly beautiful, which was unimaginable.

Chen Xin's house is not big, and the wheelchair is inconvenient to use. Chen Xin originally planned to carry Qilig on his shoulders, but after he sternly refused, he finally supported him and let him half-walk and half-hop to sit on the sofa. .

At this time, Qilig noticed two things, the first one was the ground under his feet.

The floor is paved with the white stone that ordinary people use for decoration. It is not surprising, but the strange thing is that there are several thin black lines intertwined on it, and they just followed one of the lines all the way to the sofa.

"This is?"

"The safest and most beautiful path from the entrance to the sofa. That one is from the sofa to the kitchen, and next to the bedroom..." Chen Xin pointed to the black lines on the ground and introduced them one by one, and finally said: "In the future, please walk on these lines. "

"...you can't go anywhere next to you?"

"Mr. Qi. Please respect my profession. Since I have planned the route for your best survival, please don't do any behavior that threatens your own life. Of course, if you plan to give up your boring life, please feel free , as long as it's out of my sight."

Qilig was speechless, so he had to change the subject and ask about the second curious thing.

"what is this?"

Next to the sofa was a strange thing, about 1.5 meters high, covered by a black cloth, and beside it were seven slender and slightly taller glass round jars, each of which contained a color The glass beads are arranged around the thing in the order of red, orange, yellow, green, blue, indigo and purple, which is really beautiful.

Chen Xin got up and went to lift the black cloth, revealing the things under the black cloth.

What I saw was a glass jar, and inside the jar were colorful glass beads mixed together. When the light shone on the glass beads, it immediately became radiant.

He picked up two beads at random and put them into the tall thin jars beside them according to their colors.The beads fell into the pile of beads of the same color, making a crisp sound, and then he smiled.

"Leisure activities."

Ziliger only knows how to sleep and play video games, and cannot understand the joy of this kind of leisure activity that puts colors back into place.

Knowing that he didn't understand, Chen Xin continued, "This can be used in many ways. You can pick one color at a time, you can pick two colors at a time, or you can pick up all but one color."

Seeing half-understood, Qilig leaned over to prop up his body, tried his best to pick a yellow glass bead from the glass tank, and put it into the yellow glass bead jar.

"Do you feel a sense of peace?"

"...Yes." Qilig felt that he and Chen Xin really couldn't play together.

"I'm going to take a shower, you play by yourself."

Chen Xin followed a certain line and left, leaving Qilig sitting on the sofa.

He was in a panic when he was idle, and he looked around. The kitchen was not clear without the lights on, but it was mostly white, clean and tidy.Although the whole suite is not as rigid and simple as imagined, everything is neatly arranged as imagined.

Qilig grabbed the two giant panda puppets on the sofa and rubbed them again and again, remembering that Mr. Chen asked the other party to "sleeping with the puppets" on the project list, it seems that what he said was true.He looked at the black eyes of the panda puppet for a long time, and found that Mr. Chen seemed to like pandas...

When it comes to pandas, I think of his family Pangpang, and when I think of Pangpang, I think of the eagle with Pangpang pretending to be flying with Pangpang, and I find that I haven't seen any trace of the eagle since just now.It was only then that Qilig realized that Chen Xin's theory in the hospital was nonsense, and Chen Xin would obviously put away the spirit beast!

While listening to the sound of water coming from the bathroom, Chilig stood up and climbed into the glass jar to fish out an orange bead, and then buried it in the yellow bead bucket.

Once again I struggled to get up to grab the red beads and buried them in the pile of green beads.

Just imagining Chen Xin's expression when he found out, Qilig fully realized the benefits of this leisure activity.

After taking a shower, Chen Xin came out with a muscular upper body naked, went to the kitchen to get some things, and then kicked the sleeping Qilig to wake him up.

"Have a meal."

Qilig rubbed his eyes, looking at the poor-looking egg fried rice in front of him.

Chen Xin knew that he was questioning his craftsmanship, so he snorted coldly and said, "It's good that the food can be eaten. The battlefield does not allow pampered people to survive."

Qilig remembered one of Chen Xin's [-] requirements: not good at cooking.

He thought to himself that you were cheating, obviously you couldn't cook by yourself.What's more, this is a question of whether to learn or not, what to do with genes.

The meal was very silent, and Qilig was focused on how to put the horrible-looking and not-so-good-tasting food into his stomach, and he didn't have the time to complain about Mr. Chen.

Chen Xin saw that he was eating to death, and finally realized his conscience: "If you can't eat, put it down and go take a shower. The clothes are put away in the bathroom."

Zilig put down the bowl with relief, and hopped to the bathroom with one foot.

Chen Xin picked up Qilig's leftovers, while paying attention to his movements, he shouted: "Follow the line! Please have a rhythm when jumping!"

Qilig responded casually, and jumped away crookedly.

Half an hour later, Chen Xin packed up his things, sat on the sofa, held the puppet in one hand, and controlled the optical brain to start working with the other.

Another hour passed, and the sound of the water in the bathroom had long since stopped, but Qilig still hadn't come out.The metal on Chilig's legs allowed him to touch the water, so the two had a tacit understanding not to discuss how to take a bath.It's only been an hour and a half, which seems a bit unusual.

"Mr. Qi, Qilig!" Chen Xin knocked on the door, but no one answered.

Chen Xin immediately thought of various death cases in the bathroom, but when he broke in, he saw Qilig sitting on the toilet, with half of his pajamas on his upper body, and only a pair of underwear on his lower body, and his hands were still buttoning up. , but fell asleep with his head down so that his saliva flowed out.

"..." Chen Xin didn't know how this person lived to such an age.Even if this person does not have an accident due to compatibility issues, sooner or later he will die a thousand times due to lethargy.

Chen Xin reluctantly carried him into the bedroom and put him on the double bed in the bedroom.

The air conditioner in the room is very good, even if you don't wear pants, you won't catch cold.Chen Xin unbuttoned Qilig's messy button, thinking whether to help him put it on, or simply take it off for a symmetrical top and bottom.

While unbuttoning the button, Chen Xin's fingers slipped across Qilig's bare chest inadvertently.Qilig's complexion is slightly pale, which often gives people the illusion of being weak, but now that he is covered by the clothes, he will find that although he is not as muscular as Chen Xin, his muscle lines are also excellent, and he touches it It feels very smooth.

Chen Xin also took off Qilig's pajamas, looked up and down enough, and couldn't help praising this man's muscles neither rough nor slender, and he was born just right.

After stroking and pinching for a while, Qilig was still drooling in sleep, Chen Xin simply abandoned the dog puppet he was holding while sleeping, and fell asleep with Qilig in his arms.