After rebirth, I rely on beauty to abuse scum

"What's written in the script I'm reading today?" Qi Hua cut the wick sideways to Sheng Zhao, adding some oil at a leisurely pace.

Slowly watching the lights light up, there is a slight smile on the brows, and the corners of the mouth seem to be smiling but not smiling.

Sheng Zhao slumped in the corner of the small nest he built, with pillows, hand warmers, fox fur, and small snacks in a food box. He was very depressed. He grabbed the book and flipped through it, reading every word from the book. : "Locked in a golden cage..."

He closed it with a "snap", hesitating: "Well...it's nothing."

Qi Hua became curious: "Let me see."

He walked over, leaned against the corner of the wall, stood up on one foot, and took the old borrowed copybook from Sheng Zhao's hand.

Xu is living in a private place with no outsiders, Qi Hua's image is not as upright as before, his hair is untied, naturally disheveled and more relaxed.

Sheng Zhao rarely saw Qi Hua like this, he didn't have a terribly fake good temper, and was a little more real.

He wanted to snatch back the story book, stretched out his hand, picked up a steamed glutinous rice cake hesitantly, bit his mouth and said: "Chengri sent me some incomprehensible words in the book, and I don't know how to write those things." of."

"Those things" refers to the "things about the bed" that Qi Hua is looking at now, and it belongs to two men.

Qi Hua laughed, "It's not that you're bored, so I asked someone to take some for you to relieve your fatigue."

He leaned over, clung to Sheng Zhao's slender wrist, put his fingertips on the protruding wrist bone, and while Sheng Zhao was stunned, he took a bite of the steamed cake he had eaten.

Qi Hua snatched the food, and commented on it in a mocking way: "It's too sweet."

They have become closer these two days, and Sheng Zhao would not be embarrassed by this level of intimacy, but he remembered those things written in the storybook.

He felt more and more smoke on his face, seemingly angry, but actually ashamed: "Then you are still rushing to eat."

Qi Hua lowered her eyebrows and smiled, "I like it."

Sheng Zhao didn't turn his eyes away from looking at him, his face was stained with powder, he didn't eat it with the steamed cake, nor did he put it away.

Qi Hua: "Does Zhao Zhao like it?"

The sweetness of the steamed cake was just right for Sheng Zhao, he thought about it for a while, then nodded: "I like it."

Qi Hua thoughtfully: "Then I'll ask someone to give you more tomorrow."

Sheng Zhao: "?"

As soon as he turned his head, he saw Qi Hua holding up the notebook in his hand, and immediately became angry, and quickly denied, "It's not this! I don't like it!"

"Don't give me any more!"

Qi Hua chuckled softly, "But today I saw Zhao Zhao in the gazebo blushing, and eagerly flipping through the pages."

Seeing the thin powder gradually spreading on Sheng Zhao's fair face, he took the time to tease: "Could it be that I misread it?"

The normally flamboyant person was forced by him to falter and be speechless at this time, his pink lips opened and closed, closed and opened again.

In the end, there was no other way, Sheng Zhao threw the steamed cake into the food box, stood up and prepared to escape: "Why are you so, so—"

Before he could take half a step, Qi Hua grabbed his hands and fell down.

Sheng Zhao fell into Qi Hua's arms, his red and white clothes intertwined, his black hair became messy during his movements, and the soft strands of hair stuck to his thin lips.

Struggling to escape, he was pressed back forcefully by the big, motionless palm on his waist.

Qi Hua stuck to Sheng Zhao's ear, only half a minute away from covering the soft white pink earball: "What are you running for?"

He intimately hooked the Qingsi that was held by Sheng Zhao, and slowly picked out the wet hair, his eyes were dark, but the words in his mouth were like a gentleman: "It's my speech that scares Zhao Zhao?"

Qi Hua half-closed her eyes and smiled, trying to cover up: "I apologize to Zhao Zhao, if you don't like it, I won't send you those scripts tomorrow."

Sheng Zhao didn't want to talk to him, he pursed his lips and didn't speak.

Qi Hua went to caress Sheng Zhao's face, stroking the corners of Sheng Zhao's eyes with his fingertips: "Huh?"

Sheng Zhao frowned, leaned back and avoided: "What are you doing? Don't touch me like that."

He acted as if he wanted to refuse or welcome, although he dodged, he still had room for it.

Qi Hua was still not happy, his complexion was dark, and he forced a faint smile, and exerted force on the palm of Sheng Zhao's face, and forcibly fixed him.

One word at a time: "Zhao Zhao, don't hide from me."

Sheng Zhao wasn't happy either, he didn't like Qi Hua's attitude towards him, so he couldn't resist at all.

He did not show timidity, and stared directly at Qi Hua without saying a word.

Qi Hua frowned, Sheng Zhao didn't want to say it, but he insisted on forcing Sheng Zhao to speak up, to give in to this softness.

"Zhaozhao doesn't talk, does that mean he likes it? That's right, you've had fun watching it today." Qi Hua pursed her lips: "How about I send someone to fill Zhaozhao's room with storybooks?"

Sheng Zhao's eyes were stern: "Qi Hua, are you sick?"

When he made a sound, Qi Hua's smile grew wider and she hummed in satisfaction, "Yes, I'm sick."

Qi Hua's desire to control was too strong, and when he fell in love with Sheng Zhao, he couldn't control the beast in his heart even more.

It clamored to break the cage, held down the man he was thinking about madly with its sharp claws, and pressed the disobedient man in front of it with its body, its vertical pupils were full of long-suppressed desires.

"I'm a little unhappy." Qi Hua said.

"You got too close to other people today, Sheng Zhao." Qi Hua buried himself in Sheng Zhao's shoulder so that Sheng Zhao couldn't see his dark expression clearly: "They are standing behind you, you can't see their eyes."

"Every one of them wants you to see only yourself more than I do."

Each of them wants to lock Sheng Zhao more than Qi Hua.

Qi Hua could still bear the palpitations, but after a long time, Sheng Zhao was so disobedient and coveted by others but he didn't know it, and he couldn't tell what he would do to Sheng Zhao.

So now, Qi Hua breaks things apart, breaks them into pieces, and tells Sheng Zhao carefully bit by bit, in an attempt to make Sheng Zhao become more obedient, more obedient, and more active after listening to it.

Take the initiative to seek his refuge.

Qi Hua: "You know the secrets of the Qi family, and you should also know our desire to control."

"Zhaozhao's half-knowledge of love, it's okay, I don't blame you, I'll tell you." Qi Hua said in a low voice, "They love you, they love Zhaozhao just like me."

"They also wanted to do the same as what was written in the script. They wanted to build a golden cage, put anklets on Zhao Zhao, and lock you up."

"They are jealous of why you look at other people, and they resent why you pay attention to other people." Qi Hua felt Sheng Zhao's body tremble slightly, and his heart beat faster.

Are you afraid?Why is his Zhao Zhao so cute?

Qi Hua raised her head slowly, followed Sheng Zhao's back again and again: "It's nothing, don't be afraid."

"I will protect Zhaozhao."

Sheng Zhao asked suddenly: "Why did you send me those scripts? Because you like me?"

Qi Hua gave a soft "hmm", "I originally wanted to wait until you finished digesting."

There was apology in his eyes: "I was agitated in the afternoon, so I was a little unscrupulous."

Sheng Zhao grabbed Qi Hua's hand, pulled it away from his face bit by bit, then sat up and retreated from Qi Hua's arms.

He didn't evade any more, looked at Qi Hua, and said seriously: "The script is quite interesting, but I don't like it very much. Similarly, I don't like your attitude towards me now either."

"I don't know what you children of the Qi family think of me, but what you said just now is probably all in your mind." Sheng Zhao smiled: "Qi Hua, this is not the attitude of liking people."

"Don't interfere with me, and don't try to force me."

The young man's words were as flamboyant as the red dress, which dazzled Qi Hua and made him more angry.

Sheng Zhao didn't seem to notice it, he stood up, and said straight to his heart: "I hate Jiang Qianzhou, Qi Hua, if you don't want me to hate you so much."

"Just think about our past few days."

After Sheng Zhao finished speaking, he turned around and left. Obviously this was his room, but he walked out step by step without any nostalgia. He didn't even wear shoes, he was barefoot and dressed in single clothes.

From the beginning to the end, he ignored the frightening sight behind him.

As soon as he put his hand on the door, there was a noise behind him.

Qi Hua stood up slowly: "I'll go."

He shook his head helplessly: "Even if you are afraid of the cold, you still insist on being stubborn with me, Zhao Zhao doesn't feel bad, I feel bad."

Qi Hua brushed Sheng Zhao's shoulder, led him away from the door, opened the door and turned around, closing the door while whispering softly, "Good night, sweet dreams."

After the door closed, Sheng Zhao didn't relax. He stared blankly at the carved wooden door in front of him, his curled eyelids drooping, very downcast.

Through the landing door, Qi Hua and Sheng Zhao faced each other, neither of them moved.

After standing like this for a long time, Sheng Zhao turned around and walked back, without intentionally covering up the movement, as if he knew Qi Hua hadn't left and wanted the other party to hear.

It seemed like he didn't know that Qi Hua hadn't left, so he didn't care.

After Sheng Zhao finished drinking a cup of tea, he heard the slight movement outside the door. If he didn't pay attention, he could ignore it.

He finally left, he thought, that's why Qi Hua thought he didn't know.

He evoked a sneer, only coldness remained in his eyes.

After thinking for a long time, he picked up the white crane cloak and fell asleep.

Qi Hua stayed up all night.

As Sheng Zhao said, he carefully relived these days in his mind countless times.

Except that the two became closer, it was no different from before he went to the ghost ancestral hall.

Did he think something wrong?Qi Hua squinted her eyes, bent her knuckles, and tapped the table regularly.

After he sent those scripts, Sheng Zhao knew about those things no matter what, and remembered them in his heart.

The animal thing Jiang Qianzhou did has always been in Sheng Zhao's mind. He actually understood that it is impossible not to be defensive, and it is impossible not to be aware of his increasingly intimate behavior towards him.

But Sheng Zhao never refused...

Qi Hua raised his brows slowly, and his smile grew stronger. Doesn't his Zhao Zhao also like him a little bit?