Oral period

"Black or white," Xia Jingzhe held up two suits in front of Zhenxiao, looked at him and said, "Choose one."

The clothes are made of gold and precious material that has no concept, and the cut is simple, which is a bit too formal for a boy of his age - his eyes circled between black and white, and for no reason he remembered a certain dog in white in his memory. When the teddy bear in the suit came, his thoughts paused, and a bit of bitter evasion appeared, which made him lower his gaze, and raised his finger to point to the black side.

Xia Jingzhe didn't give him the clothes as promised, and was silent for a few seconds before saying, "I think white is more suitable for you."

People who are used to dark colors will probably look good in white at first glance—he thought of Zhen Xiao’s neat white cuffs when he usually wore a blue and white school uniform, and the white knuckles exposed under the sleeves, and there was a little darkness hidden in his words Unclear selfishness.

The words that originated from the children's unintentional mentions in the long-term memory ended in the corners of the eyes and brows of the handsome people in front of them.

That's why you shouldn't let him choose from the very beginning... Zhen Xiao slandered secretly, but she didn't confront him after all. She obediently stretched out her hand to grab the white formal suit with hangers on it, and found that it was heavier than expected. There is a matching apricot waistcoat.

"Do you want to wear them all?" He shook his clothes and couldn't help asking.

"Well, it might be a bit cold even in this weather, but there is an air conditioner in the room." Xia Jingzhe narrowed his eyes and looked at his hair, and tidied it for him, before pointing to the inner room of the dressing room not far away, "Go change it, I'll wait for you here, don't go."

Zhen Xiao is a little clingy to him, and has been following him ever since he went up to the second floor, and he seems unwilling to let him out of sight—he can clearly feel it, but he can't think of the reason for the time being, so he has no choice but to dismiss the other party's abnormality. The state of my life can be attributed to the fear of strangers when I first entered the new environment, so I indulged this unclear stickiness.

Zhen Xiao hugged the clothes and nodded, walked towards the direction he pointed, the door opened and closed silently, a few minutes later he opened the door and came out, wearing that expensive white formal suit on him.

It fit better than expected, from size to color, it was like it was tailor-made for him.

Xia Jingzhe blinked, [-]% of her first reaction was astonishment, and the remaining [-]% was relief - it seemed that the person in front of her eyes coincided with a certain shadow in her imagination, someone who was once held in his arms and clinging to him The little one with the soft, milky voice of the ear saying "I also bought another pair of bears in white suits".

If his childhood playmate is still by his side now, he will probably look as good-looking as Zhen Xiao when he wears a formal suit, with straight and straight shoulders, and he can hold up the formal dress material even in his teens, which is set off by the soft apricot white. Compared with the handsome sense of age, it is really seductive...

However, the next second the other party walked up to him and put something into his arms, he suddenly came back to his senses, and realized some facts that he hadn't noticed before under the filter—then couldn't help but bend over. At the corner of his mouth, he gradually let out a helpless laugh.

At first glance, it looks well-dressed, but when you get closer, nothing looks right, like a child who is learning to dress by himself for the first time. It doesn't matter if the shoulder line is not aligned, and it seems that the buttons are buttoned wrong.

"Come here," he sat on the edge of the island, but for no reason sat out the comfort of swinging his legs on the desk, and beckoned people to come closer. This posture was more than a head shorter than Zhenxiao, so he had to stand up straight I went to tidy someone's clothes, and couldn't help complaining about him while tidying up, "This button needs to be buttoned up—hey, how can you even wear your shirt in a mess, if you don't know, you might think you've been bullied by someone. "

It’s a bit like grooming a big dog, or dressing pets in decorative clothes that suit your personal preferences—it’s indeed his personal hobby, and it’s quite a sense of accomplishment to fiddle with your sweetheart from head to toe according to your own aesthetics of.

Zhen Xiao would answer a few words at first, but then she became more and more unreasonable, so she simply calmed down and watched him tidy up in silence, from the cuffs of his shirt to the turned-up collar of his jacket.

When tidying up his collar, Xia Jingzhe leaned over slightly, wrapped his hands around his neck, and made a little rustling and ambiguous movement between his fingers, very like an unconscious hug.

"Okay, there's also a tie. I knew you couldn't tie it." After tidying up, Xia Jingzhe picked up the tie he had thrown on his lap earlier, raised his hand to undo the two vest buttons on his waist, and then Realizing that I was a little obsessed with ghosts just now, I seemed to be led away by Zhen Xiao, and I forgot the correct steps to put on clothes-at least I couldn't wear a coat and tie.

However, after finally tidying it up, it would be troublesome to put it on and take it off again. After thinking for a moment, he gave up the idea of ​​letting Zhen Xiao take off his coat and start over again. He twirled one side of his collar with his fingertips and pulled the straight fabric slightly. Open it up a little, and signal softly: "Take it off a little, and expose the collar of the shirt."

Zhen Xiao was stunned for a moment, looking past his drooping eyelashes and the thin white fingers that were still on his waist. I don’t know how many times in his life he regretted that he had gone too far with supplementing knowledge, and that once the door to the new world was opened, it would never be closed again. If it doesn't, it will always give birth to untimely delusions, making people in a dilemma.

"Why are you standing there?" Xia Jingzhe raised his eyes to look at him, the bright doubts in his eyes flashed, and the ghost in his heart became clearer.

"...It's nothing," he opened his collar according to the other party's wishes, and hung the coat half-way between his arms, and added a teasing sentence later, in a calm, innocent tone, "you It seems to be taking advantage of me."

Xia Jingzhe was unbuttoning the first button of his shirt so that the collar could be turned up more smoothly. Hearing this, his fingertips paused, and the originally gentle movement was mixed with a bit of roughness. I don’t know who can’t even tie a tie, and it’s cheap and good-looking.”

Zhen Xiao raised his eyebrows, the evil in his character was provoked by him, and couldn't help but choke back: "Then don't you want to?"

"...Shut up, I want a fart." Xia Jingzhe's eyes were at the same level as his neckline, watching the well-defined Adam's apple rolling up and down, feeling a little guilty for no reason, and unconsciously exerted some strength on his hands , almost turning the tender tie scene into a murder.

"Really." Zhen Xiao was noncommittal, shut her mouth obediently, but her eyes became more and more glued to him, entwined with the fingers sticking out from under the cuffs of the wide sweater and twiddling with the tie.

When he didn't say it, Xia Jingzhe hadn't thought about it in a wrong way, Zuo just felt that it was taking care of pets with low self-care ability, and it was understandable to do these small things for others.

However, now that the untimely association has been started by someone, the ambiguous filter around him suddenly becomes thicker, as if the breath of the two people has turned into substance, entangled in the too close distance of each other, making him tie the Windsor knot for no reason He became stiff, and almost forgot this skill that he should have been familiar with by heart.

But he seemed to be helping someone else tie a tie for the first time.

The neckline of the white and ironed shirt was lifted, revealing the inner skin and the outline of the collarbone. It is probably due to the lack of exposure to the sun and lack of exercise. Zhen Xiao is whiter than many people of the same age, and the small piece of flesh has a subtle slenderness. Feeling, in line with his personality but not in line with it, making people feel profane for no reason.

Xia Jingzhe has drawn comics for so many years, and she is used to seeing pigs running without eating pork. Of course, she knows how much sweetness is implied in the scene of wearing a tie, and substituting herself unconsciously, the hand clinging to the end of the tie feels like holding a hot hand The sweet potato suddenly tasted a little bit at a loss.

It seems that there are often plots of kissing each other after putting on the tie, which is suitable for newlywed couples or young couples who are passionately in love.

And now Zhenxiao is standing in front of him, her breathing falls naturally, and when it falls to her ears, the remaining warmth has not dissipated, it is actually very suitable...

Zhen Xiao looked at his reddened pinnae under his soft black hair, and thought that this man was really thin-skinned, and any shyness would be completely betrayed by his ears.

In the next second, he realized that he didn't seem to be any better. It wasn't just his ears that exposed his emotions, but also some other parts that couldn't be said.

Fortunately, Xia Jingzhe was quite proficient, and his stiff fingers didn't hinder him from quickly fastening his tie and then putting on the tie clip—but he was dazed when he touched the button of his vest, and he said "button it yourself" as if he was guilty, and then Squeeze out from the gap between him and the island, as if fleeing.

Zhen Xiao was short of breath, forgot to tease him about his embarrassing behavior, quietly put on his coat, lowered his head to button his waist and abdomen, the place he touched seemed to be on fire, and he was caught by the cold metal of his tie The texture is suppressed, and it burns nondescriptly and carefully, which makes him restless.

The escaped man hugged his clothes and turned back into the dressing room. According to common sense, it seems that he should wait here obediently at this time, and wait for Xia Jingzhe to pack himself up before setting off to the editor's wedding banquet together.

However, his usually superior mind went astray like a demon, ignoring the control of reason, and imagined the scene in the locker room behind the door—he just walked out of it a few minutes ago, and he felt that it was narrow but orderly. I can remember clearly the layout of the furnishings, and I can even imagine how Xia Jingzhe took off the loose sweater on his body and replaced it with a shirt that fits the size, as well as other precious accessories that he has never seen before...

This person seems to be used to grabbing the collar and taking off his clothes from bottom to top. When the hem of the clothes is lifted up, a white waist will be revealed. The waist is covered with a thin layer of muscles, with smooth and powerful lines, and those few roots stuck in the The fingers in the soft sweater were still resting on his waist and abdomen not long ago, unbuttoning the wrong buttons for him, the movements were flexible and delicate, the knuckles were slightly red...

When I was wearing a tie just now, it seemed very suitable to bow my head and kiss him.

Startled by his own inexplicable thoughts, Zhen Xiao suddenly raised his head, and glanced around like a guilty conscience, he was relieved to be sure that Xia Jingzhe was still changing clothes, after all, he did not let his imagination grow wildly, got up and knocked on the door in the locker room door, and asked a symbolic question: "Where is the bathroom?"

"Go out and turn left," Xia Jingzhe's voice came from the side of the door, a little muffled, "Just go to the end."