Overtone

When Qi Ye said this, he met Xiao Cheng's eyes.

He said very early on that his eyes are very beautiful, and it seems that he can see the vast stars from the bottom of his eyes.

"Continue?" Qi Ye kissed his cheek again, as if wanting to take advantage of it, from the end of his eyes slowly down to the tip of his nose, his lips... the light kisses that are superficial and watery, but seductive Itchy.

The moment Qi Ye kissed the corner of his lips again, Xiao Cheng hugged him tightly and leaned down suddenly.

This is their first kiss.

The tip of the nose is facing each other, and the lips and teeth are knocking together, which is a wonderful feeling.

But it's also strange, they are all in their thirties, but in terms of kissing, they are like teenagers in the first love period, young, ignorant, and even bumpy.

They got entangled and ran all the way from the bookshelf to the barred window.

The glass was knocked loudly, but they didn't realize it.

Xiao Cheng's eyes were very red, like a wolf that smelled its prey.

His arms were tightly around Qi Ye's waist, but he was a little at a loss. Qi Ye could see that he was nervous, so he hugged him even harder.

While breathing intertwinedly, he could smell the faint scent of perfume on Xiao Cheng's body, as well as the faint smell of tobacco.

Burberry's European limited.

The base notes of amber pine and musk become the best catalyst at this time.

It's as if the whole world has disappeared, leaving only this corner of the world.

They hugged each other tightly, and at this time the window was filled with the setting sun, breaking in through the iron bars, and shining warmly and powerfully on them.

I don't know how long time has passed.

After the kiss was over, Qi Ye leaned on Xiao Cheng's shoulder, lazily, not wanting to move much.

He looked down at the fingertips intertwined with Xiao Cheng, couldn't help laughing, then continued to hold the other's hand without speaking.

It is said that kissing makes people unable to think, Qi Ye realized it today.

Just thinking about it just now, he felt his face was quite hot, even if the wind came in against the window crack, it couldn't cool down at all.

"What are you thinking?" Xiao Cheng's voice seemed to be tainted with a hint of hoarseness.

"It's nothing." Qi Ye smiled, "It just feels like a dream, not real."

This is indeed the case, who would have known that he really picked the star from the sky this time, and held this ginseng firmly in his palm.

After leaning against each other for a while, I heard Xiao Cheng say in a hoarse voice: "Today is Valentine's Day."

"Yeah." Qi Ye said, "But you said you don't have time, and I didn't even make a restaurant reservation, so I must have queued up in the past."

This is really not a lie.

Qi Ye originally thought that Professor Xiao was not free, so he planned to cook some instant noodles tonight, then call him before midnight, and flirt or something.

It's good now, I have a lot of time, but I don't know where to go.

"The nearest restaurant shows that the queue will take an hour." Qi Ye sat cross-legged on the bed, and threw the phone forward, "Just eat some Zhejiang cuisine in a bungalow, I really don't understand why we have to squeeze together."

Xiao Cheng smiled and sat by the bed: "What about the others?"

"It's half a catty." Qi Ye muttered, then turned to face Xiao Cheng, did nothing, just stared at him without saying a word.

Xiao Cheng naturally knew what Qi Ye meant.

He smiled lightly, with an unconscious pampering tone, approached and said, "I was wrong."

"Huh?" Qi Ye looked at him, and although he was secretly happy, he still asked deliberately, "Then what should we do?"

Xiao Cheng is very conscious: "I'll cook."

This sentence is on point.

They looked at each other again and couldn't help laughing.

Xiao Cheng didn't drive when he came. He heard that he came from the academic exchange center not far away. The two chatted in the bungalow for a while, and then went to buy ingredients together.

In the process of selecting ingredients, Xiao Chengjing chose some quail eggs, pork belly, yellow croaker, etc. Qi Ye knew that it must be in accordance with his southern taste, so he chose ingredients that could be cooked into Zhejiang cuisine.

Not to mention, if Professor Xiao spoils someone, no one can stop him, and he will put him on the tip of his heart.

By the time we got back to the public kitchen, it was past the cooking time.

Not only was the stove empty, but there were only the two of them in the kitchen.

"This environment is not very good, but it's okay to make do with it." Qi Ye pulled the rope and turned on the orange chandelier, "I'll help you."

That's what he said, but in the end Qi Ye did two things.

——Take the cutlery and put the cutlery away.

Qi Ye's room didn't have a dining table, and most of the time, he would just put self-heating rice or takeaways on the desk, since he was alone anyway, so it didn't matter.

At that time, he also joked that this was "returning to the basics", and joked that he would strive to eat without a table in the future.

But it's different now, but there are two people.

After searching in the room for a while, Qi Ye assembled two camping chairs and asked the neighbors to borrow a wooden folding table before finally having dinner.

Even so, it didn't affect the interest of eating.

After all, I said a long time ago that it doesn't matter what you eat, but who you eat with.

But this time, Qi Ye had to admit that Xiao Cheng's culinary skills were beyond words.

Not to mention the taste and taste, the key is that he, a northerner, can cook southern dishes so authentically, which is what puzzled Qi Ye the most.

"How is it?" Xiao Cheng helped Qi Ye pour a cup of lemon tea.

Qi Ye put down the bowl and chopsticks, propped his head to look at him, and called out, "Chef Xiao."

Xiao Cheng just laughed.

"But I'm quite puzzled." Qi Ye couldn't hide the matter in his heart, "How can you cook southern dishes?"

"Learn it." Xiao Cheng was very straightforward this time, as if he showed his heart directly to Qi Ye, "I bought a few cooking books on Zhejiang cuisine and learned it for almost three months."

Listening to this time, Qi Ye always felt that something was wrong. He pondered for a while, and suddenly remembered something: "Then last time in the suburban villa..."

Xiao Cheng looked at him and gave a soft "hmm".

Qi Ye smiled, shaking his head as if lamenting how nervous he was.

No wonder why he thought the cold dishes were so refreshing. Even the cold cucumbers were sweet. It seemed that Professor Xiao had already prepared them.

Just when Qi Ye was about to say something, the phone on the table vibrated.

Zhou Qun sent a text message.

-Zhou Qun: I wish a happy marriage for a hundred years.

Qi Ye was overjoyed when he saw it. To be honest, he didn't settle accounts with this guy, why did he collude with Xiao Cheng to send the registration notice together.But before he could reply, Xiao Cheng asked, "Are you going to participate in the draft?"

"Yeah." Qi Ye nodded, "It's rare to have a chance, so let's try it."

"Very good." Xiao Cheng said.

Qi Ye smiled: "Actually, I hesitated too, until now... I'm still a little shaken."

"How do you say it?" Seeing Qi Ye's appearance, Xiao Cheng guessed the reason, "Is it because you are going to compete in the south?"

Qi Ye sighed and nodded.

To be honest, when the relationship was not confirmed before, he felt that it was okay to walk away.

But now, Xiao Cheng couldn't let go.

There is no particular reason, it is simply reluctance, it seems that there are memories on every street corner, and he is greedy even for this city.

"It's different from a business trip." Qi Ye paused, and then said, "It's just... maybe quite a distance."

Xiao Cheng looked at him, then gently covered his hands: "Think about it."

Qi Ye was very moved when he heard that, and nodded with a smile: "Well, I'll think about it again."

How should I put it, Xiao Cheng said this very comfortably, completely respecting Qi Ye's own thoughts.

It's not the kind of forced indoctrination of chicken soup, chanting slogans saying that life must be lived out with value, and opportunities must be seized.And being reluctant to bear these three words is also a reason, and it can also be considered, and there is no need to force it.

After eating, when Xiao Cheng got up to clean up the dishes, taking advantage of Qi Ye's inattention, he leaned over and kissed Qi Ye on the forehead.

"Let me go." Xiao Cheng turned his head and said softly.

After speaking, she kissed his ear again.

Qi Ye's face burned instantly.

I have never seen Xiao Cheng flirt like this before.

After living for nearly 30 years, when I meet someone or encounter something, I can still bump around like a deer, and my face still turns red.

In the end, it was just the two of them in the public kitchen. Under the dim light, one was quietly washing dishes, and the other was quietly accompanying them.

In fact, Qi Ye was waiting for an opportunity.

It's Valentine's Day, and the weather is not bad. I want to watch the stars with Professor Xiao.

And just when everything was tidied up, Qi Ye straightened up from the stove, and when he was about to speak, Xiao Cheng's phone rang.

"Sorry." Xiao Cheng said and answered the phone. After a few seconds, he put down the phone and said, "I have to go to the meeting room."

Qi Ye was slightly taken aback: "It's so late."

Xiao Cheng smiled helplessly: "I have to get a document, which is said to be used in the courtyard tomorrow."

"That's it." Qi Ye nodded without saying a word.

Seeing Qi Ye looked a little disappointed, Xiao Cheng looked at him for a few seconds, and then asked, "Do you want to go together?"

In many cases, romantic effects can only be achieved by surprise.

——For example, at this moment.

Qi Ye didn't know that the streets at night would be breathtakingly beautiful, especially when walking with someone he likes.

To be honest, Qi Ye was actually a bit apprehensive when walking on the road. After all, Xiao Cheng was a public figure, so it would be bad if he saw something, but Xiao Cheng didn't care about it at all.

However, it cannot be said that just holding hands directly, or hugging each other crookedly in public, will have a bad influence.

But on dark street corners, they would rub their hands and make some little flirts, such as sticking the back of the hand, shaving the side of the face and so on.

In this way, after coming out of the bungalow, they walked for about 10 minutes.

"I won't go up." Qi Ye took out his cigarette and pointed it sharply, "I'll wait for you here."

Xiao Cheng smiled: "OK."

Watching Xiao Cheng's back gradually disappear into the building, Qi Ye slowly exhaled a puff of cigarette, leaned on the railing and looked at the night sky, as if thinking about something.

Just then, there was a roar behind him.

It seemed that some sports car drove over and stopped downstairs not far away.

For some reason, Qi Ye, who never cared about other things, turned his head to look at the light of the car lights this time.

I saw a girl wearing leather pants getting off the driver's seat.

She had short, clean hair and a triangular earring on her ear. She leaned against the car like this, lighting a cigarette with a blank expression, as if she was waiting for someone.

At this moment, an inexplicable coolness slowly rushed up his spine.

Qi Ye recognized her.

Or rather, a lot of people in the music industry know her.

Due to the countless coincidences before, he performed in the same city as Xiao Cheng, and was arranged to attend the reception together——

Xiao Cheng's nominal fiancée, Zhou Sijia.