How to properly play the spare tire character

When the sunset fell into the dark curtain, Xie Ci was sitting on the sofa with his legs curled up, and the young man's fair side face was gently licked and licked by the light.

The thick night seems to be able to escape into the room through the gauze curtain, which creates an absurd illusion, as if the young man is wrapped in the embrace of the void by a shadow separated by darkness.

Xie Ci was bending over slightly at this time, he flipped lightly with his fingertips, skillfully arranged and folded his and her husband's clothes, and placed them on the side of the sofa.

During the movement of the other party, black and smooth hair flooded his ears like a tide, and occasionally a little bit flowed into his open collar.

At this moment, Qi Jingcheng pushed open the door of the study.

He pressed his temples, he was probably a little tired after finishing work, but when his sour eyes saw the gentle young man under the light, his heart moved inexplicably.

It's really that Xie Ci's downcast arranging clothes is too warm and everyday, she seems to be a conscientious and gentle wife who always manages everything in the house in order.

This will undoubtedly give Qi Jingcheng the illusion that he has actually lived with the other party for a long time.

Qi Jingcheng rarely mentioned the concept of "family" in his past life, after all his father was not a loving father.

The other party didn't care about the so-called kinship at all, and even the initial confrontation between Qi Jingcheng and Qi Mingcheng was because of Qi's father's sentence, "The Qi family will only have one heir."

The concept of home in Qi Jingcheng is a duel field full of vague black forests and thorns.

But the youth in front of him seemed to endow it with another meaning.

Xie Ci's blurred smile and small loving gestures patiently told Qi Jingcheng day after day, how to form a small family normally and live with the one he loves.

At this time, Xie Cixu heard the sound of opening the door, he raised his docile and beautiful face, his black eyes had a light halo like water lines, and when his eyes touched Qi Jingcheng, there was a bit of obvious love with softness.

Xie Ci put down the clothes in his hand, his voice was reminiscent of the morning breeze, and the ending sounded slightly: "Jing Cheng, are you done?"

Qi Jingcheng lowered his eyes, poured a cup of tea, nodded and said, "The matter is almost over."

He took a sip and found that the tea was warm, so he subconsciously glanced at Xie Ci.

Xie Ci then said: "You have a bad stomach, drink less cold water."

Qi Jingcheng wanted to say that it was too troublesome, and subconsciously wanted to thank him, but in the end all words were stuck in his throat like cotton.

Because the real "Qi Jingcheng" would not have these two reactions.

Qi Jingcheng is very clear about the original owner's and Xie Ci's way of getting along. If he wants to follow the original owner's temperament, he doesn't need to thank him at this time. He should go forward and hug the young man's thin waist, kiss the young man's Zhubai neck, and be with the other party. Tell some sweet words between lovers.

Qi Jingcheng can imitate the natural state of the original owner and Xie Ci getting along, and he can even coax the young man to love each other deeply against his will.But he couldn't break through the last bottom line in his heart, hugging and kissing Xie Ci with this face similar to his brother in his previous life.

Qi Jingcheng knew he was a liar.

During this period of time, he spent time with Xie Ci, perhaps because this world was too real and vivid, Qi Jingcheng couldn't regard this world as an illusory novel world, and it was also difficult for him to compare the young man in front of him with the facial makeup of the 'wife' in the novel. On the number.

Xie Ci is a person with personal charm, or to put it another way, it is the deep love of 'Qi Jingcheng' that made Xie Ci change into what he is now.

The other party looked as harmless and gentle as a bird in a cage.But it happens to be such a person, as long as you get along for a while, you will find that the other person can wrap all aspects of you like a tide.

The young man coaxes you to get used to his existence and makes you indulge in it. You are clearly aware of the other party's intentions, but because you know that the other party is just honey wrapped in love.

Just thinking about it like this, you can't break free.

So when Qi Jingcheng found himself more and more relaxed towards Xie Ci, sleeping with him without any grievances, and even having some slightly intimate interactions with him subconsciously, dense depression and guilt would overwhelm him. .

The gentler Xie Ci was, the more shameless he seemed.

Xie Ci put on his slippers, and stepped on the thick black carpet without making a sound. He walked to Qi Jingcheng's side, his ivory-white slender knuckles lightly pressed against the man's shoulder.

He said: "I've been bored in the study all afternoon, sit in the living room for a while, and I'll give you a massage."

Xie Ci had specially learned massage for Qi Jingcheng. When Qi Jingcheng first started his business, he had no time to rest and suffered from many small problems.

Later, when the two got better, Xie Ci massaged each other from time to time.

Qi Jingcheng's back was slightly stiff, but he still didn't reject the other party.

Because above the mid-air in front of his eyes, a few rows of small block letters that should have been white were glowing with a gloomy red, like some kind of surveillance, which made people feel a little weird for no reason.

It's like the scarlet eyes of a giant opening in the sky, staring at you continuously.

Qi Jingcheng doesn't know what the mechanism of this judgment is, but from the current point of view, Xie Ci is indeed the key.

He had a premonition that once these lines of small white characters completely turned red, he would fall into an abyss that man-made forces could not resist.

Qi Jingcheng actually didn't want to get close to Xie Ci. On the one hand, he was not the original owner at all. If he couldn't get rid of the status quo, he was destined to make that gentle young man sad.It's impossible for him to have a bond or any affection for a stranger he has only known for less than a month.

On the other hand, the appearance of Qi Jingcheng's body is too much like Qi Mingcheng's. Occasionally, when he stands with Xie Ci, under the reflection of the mirror, seeing Xie Ci standing with this body makes him feel a little strange. A weird illusion.

It was as if his elder brother, who was not on good terms with him, finally got married with his longing lover, but suddenly, he took his elder brother's body and even his wife.

This was undoubtedly a weird thought, Qi Jingcheng bent his fingers slightly, trying to clear up this strange thought.

The strength of Xie Ci's massage was just right, neither heavy nor light, Qi Jingcheng rarely relaxed a little, and the wrinkles between his brows were also relaxed.

Seeing that her husband finally relaxed, Xie Ci was naturally happy too. The two of them had dinner together, and after they had done the housework with a clear division of labor, time had completely entered into a deeper night.

Xie Ci loosened his long hair after taking a shower. He was wearing loose pajamas, the smooth skin on the side of his neck seemed to be able to emit a light mist, and his flesh pink lips curled up slightly.

The gentle face of the young man was stained with a bit of smudged red ink, very beautiful, and even had a sense of beauty that could be picked by others.

Qi Jingcheng rarely looked at Xie Ci carefully, after all, from a certain point of view, it was an offense.

Xie Ci is actually a rather shy person who can't let go. In the past, the sex and life of the two were dominated by "Qi Jingcheng". Now it is naturally impossible for Qi Jingcheng to take the initiative, and it is even more impossible to consider this kind of physical bondage.

So in the past few weeks, even if they had time to sleep on the same bed, they didn't even kiss a few times.

Xie Ci was apprehensive, not that he had any thoughts on that aspect, but mainly because he was used to Qi Jingcheng's excessive enthusiasm and obsession with him in the past, and now his sudden indifference would inevitably seem strange.

Between husband and wife, some sex life is very normal.

Xie Ci sometimes wonders, is it because he is so clingy that her husband gradually loses interest in him and becomes bored?

Xie Ci didn't know the answer, but for Qi Jingcheng's sake, he could try to let go of the shame in his heart and take the initiative.

It should have been like this a long time ago, after all Qi Jingcheng used to coax him to take the initiative.

It's because he's holding his face too much.

Qi Jingcheng didn't know what Xie Ci was thinking, he slept on the bed with his back facing Xie Ci as usual, with a thin quilt covering his body, the two were clearly on the same bed, but they seemed distinct.

It wasn't until a pair of slender fingers with a slight warmth gently wrapped around Qi Jingcheng's waist that the man suddenly opened his eyes.

The light and pleasant smell of masculinity lingered in his nostrils, and Qi Jingcheng could even feel the sound of the other party's breathing, like the warm winter wind, gently sweeping against his ears, causing a faint sense of electricity.

The young man was behind him, his voice was weak and hoarse, probably suppressing his shyness: "Jing Cheng."

The other party obviously didn't say anything, but the low voice seemed to be a hint.

Qi Jingcheng's fingers were slightly stiff, and his heartbeat accelerated uncontrollably, but he didn't continue to speak, and the air was filled with a sense of silent indifference.

He knew that Xie Ci had a thin skin, as long as he pretended not to hear, or fell asleep, the other party would not be able to make any further moves.

But what Qi Jingcheng didn't expect was that Xie Ci seemed to have made up his mind this time. The other party's chin was nestled against his neck, and the warm fingertips gently pushed him over, followed by gentle, careful, Delicate kisses.

From the side of his face to the peak of his lips.

Qi Jingcheng's eyes were still closed, as if he had really fallen asleep, but maybe only God knows how he endured his breathing, how he clenched his teeth, and how he tightly squeezed his knuckles, so as not to show anything superfluous, Emotions that shouldn't be there.

He reminded himself all the time that it is normal for human beings to have physical desires, but as a human being who is well aware of the social ethical order, he should clearly understand that Xie Ci is not someone he can touch.

Even though Qi Jingcheng is the original owner in everyone's eyes, as long as he knows the truth, he can't do such a despicable thing.

What's more, he doesn't like Xie Ci at all.

Qi Jingcheng doesn't like Xie Ci.he told himself so.

It's just that when he was so sure, Xie Ci lightly clasped his fingertips, perhaps feeling her husband's trembling that he wanted to hide but couldn't restrain, Xie Ci gave a vague smile.

The long hair was entangled on Qi Jingcheng's arms, black and white intertwined, like a beautiful sketch from life.

"Jing Cheng, I know you're not asleep."

A warm kiss fell on Qi Jingcheng's lips again, this time it was no longer dry and gentle, but with some love and strength.

Qi Jingcheng finally opened his eyes uncontrollably, he was facing Xie Ci's black and white pupils, the other's eyes were slightly hazy, like tender peach blossoms, Xie Ci bent his lips and said, "Let's do it tonight."

Qi Jingcheng pushed the other party away violently, and he half sat up. He wiped his lips subconsciously, his fingertips trembling a little, like a monk who was finally unable to sit still after being bewitched by a goblin.

He said: "Sorry, I suddenly remembered that there are still some things I haven't finished. I'll go to sleep in the study tonight."