After the rebirth, the real young master was kidnapped by the fake young master

Song Jiqiu has always been a well-behaved person. Since his rebirth, he may be limited to his biological age, and has gradually become a bit rebellious.

Using both hands and feet, he almost climbed onto Xu Jiaping's back seat in an instant: "I'm going to sit."

Not to mention that he wants to personally experience the so-called feeling of being out of control in life, just because Xu Jiaping looks down on him and thinks he is afraid, he will definitely sit on this train today!

Yuan Lin was covered by Liu Hao, who was evil and courageous.

Shut up, don't stop me from cp sending candy!

The person in the front seat turned around, Song Jiqiu subconsciously leaned back and covered his head for fear that Xu Jiaping would beat him, Xu Jiaping pulled his neck angrily.

"do not move."

He only felt that his eyes went dark, and then he saw light again, and there was a different weight on his head.

It was supposed to be a helmet for him.

"Next time tell me directly, I'll do it myself." Song Jiqiu muttered, his voice gradually getting lower and lower to the point where he couldn't hear it at all, "I'm not used to touching my neck."

Xu Jiaping straightened Song Jiqiu's eye-catching broken hair and adjusted the buttons of his helmet. After hearing the first half of the sentence, his drooping eyelids lifted, and his tone was awkward:

"Young Master, don't you want to take my car? I have to be considerate."

"It's about to start! Restrain your flirting!" The referee angrily yelled at the contestant who was flirting with his girlfriend in the back seat.

Song Jiqiu was terrified by the roar, moved back a little distance, and said inexplicably in a panic: "I'll do it myself, you should prepare well."

Xu Jiaping let go of his hand and started the motorcycle engine. The wind howled past his ears, and Song Jiqiu was almost thrown out, so he hugged Xu Jiaping's waist tightly.

His numb mind was blown sober by the wind for a moment, and he finally understood where the palpitations came from when he saw the speeding cars when he stood still on the field. The way he hit the ground.

Song Jiqiu laughed at his own insensitivity, but at the same time couldn't help being afraid.

When turning a corner next door, he purposely showed off his skills and quickly flattened the ground, which caused the female companion in the back seat to scream in surprise, and even saw his face pale, gritted his teeth and stuck to Xu Jiaping's back, otherwise there would be a scream It's too embarrassing.

"Song Jiqiu." Xu Jiaping's voice came downwind, with a clear sense of helplessness, "Didn't I tell you not to get in the car?"

"I was wrong." Song Jiqiu refused to let go, regardless of whether the gesture of hugging Xu Jiaping was too intimate, "Go ahead, don't worry about my life or death."

"Open your eyes and have a look." Xu Jiaping advised him.

Song Jiqiu perfunctorily opened the opening of one eye, and quickly closed it, yelling: "Open it."

"Really?" Xu Jiaping asked.

"Okay." Song Jiqiu felt ashamed all his life, and admitted honestly, "I lied a little."

Xu Jiaping's tone was not as angry as expected, instead, there was coaxing in his words, and he repeated: "Open your eyes."

He didn't understand why Xu Jiaping asked him to do this, but Song Jiqiu hesitated for a few seconds, and mustered up the courage to open his eyes.

The car is halfway up the mountain, overlooking the golden car river flowing quietly at the bottom of the mountain, and the dark trees guarding it quietly, and the whole city can be seen in sight.

The sound of the wind stops here, blowing away all worries and worries.

Song Jiqiu became enthusiastic instead, and his courage grew a lot: "I suddenly felt the joy of racing. Do you think I should also try motorcycles? Develop some other hobbies."

Xu Jiaping replied calmly: "If you could notice my current speed, maybe you wouldn't have such thoughts."

Only then did Song Jiqiu see the speedometer approaching zero, and the cars behind were passing one by one, and everyone who passed was puzzled to ridiculed:

"Jiaping, the tortoise drives faster than you!"

Song Jiqiu: "..."

Xu Jiaping still maintains the mastery of "he will let others do what he wants, and the breeze blows the hills", and he nods to them when he has free time: "It's good to relax once in a while."

Those little buddies left them a fart.The tail gas flew away.

Adhering to the spirit of "I can feel uncomfortable, Xu Jiaping can't lose!", Song Jiqiu grasped the folds of Xu Jiaping's clothes tightly, twisted his palm-sized face into a ball, took a deep breath and suggested, "Otherwise we will fight too?"

Xu Jiaping didn't bother to pay attention to him, and kept the speed of the turtle crawling forward.

The wind poured into their clothes, like two birds spreading their wings.

The atmosphere was just right, Song Jiqiu couldn't help but want to ask people to discuss life: "What is your dream?"

"No." Xu Jiaping replied simply.

"Oh." It was indeed Song Jiqiu's intended answer, "Then why not study with me first."

As soon as he finished speaking, the tone of the last word immediately fluttered and almost turned into a scream.

Xu Jiaping accelerated suddenly, then stopped slowly, and threatened: "If you say one more word, I will throw you here."

People had to bow their heads under the eaves, Song Jiqiu shut up and sighed heavily.

Alas, children don't like to study, they worry about themselves to death.

Song Jiqiu was full of ghosts, and kept asking questions along the way, asking about Xu Jiaping's favorite colors, flowers, hobbies and so on.Xu Jiaping's information is difficult to find, and no one knows his likes and dislikes. Song Jiqiu matched the information one by one, thinking that if he was unable to turn around in the future, he would bind the information into a booklet and sell it to Rongcheng Men and women who have a crush on Xu Jiaping.

Xu Jiaping was a little impatient, and paused for a moment: "Song Jiqiu, do you want to register with my family? There are so many questions."

Song Jiqiu kept silent, thinking to himself: He really hoped that Xu Jiaping could register with him.

No matter what Xu Jiaping thinks, in his last life, Xu Jiaping has become an existence as important as his family in his heart, and he cannot give up.Fate is such a wonderful thing, it can bring two people with completely opposite personalities together.

The journey ahead ended in silence between the two of them, and Tao Hong jumped up and down at the finish line: "Boss, is your car broken down?"

Liu Hao wiped away the tears that didn't exist on his face: "Yeah, yeah, luckily everyone is fine, even if the car broke down, we insisted on driving to the finish line, our boss is really great!"

Xu Jiaping: ...

Song Jiqiu: ...

Your boss filter is really enough.

He found a big rock and sat down to listen to the heartbeat falling from his throat back to his chest. He was in a daze for about ten minutes before he glanced at his watch.

It's almost eleven o'clock.

Song Jiqiu got up and squeezed to Xu Jiaping's side, and whispered, "I'm going home first."

Xu Jiaping asked, "Where is the person who brought you here?"

Song Jiqiu shook his head, Yuan Lin didn't know where he went, he didn't reply to the text messages, and he couldn't hear the ringtone when he made such a loud call.

Xu Jiaping hung the key on his finger and twirled it around, then stood up straight: "Let's go."

Song Jiqiu hesitated: "I can go back by myself."

Xu Jiaping didn't seem to listen to him at all, and walked away on his own.

Song Jiqiu couldn't hold him back, so he had no choice but to follow.

The heavy-duty locomotive is really cool, but the speed is really fast. It always maintains a gentle breeze on the road, and the traffic police uncle will nod in praise when he sees it. Countless people on bicycles and small electric donkeys whistling and passing them strangely.

The nearby alleys are not convenient for cycling, so they parked their cars and simply walked.

The moon hanging in the sky is a full moon, and the Qingshiban Road is spotless.

"Go home early next time and let your driver pick you up."

Song Jiqiu was happy, a person who was a night owl every day would actually persuade people to "go home early".

But Xu Jiaping is willing to take the initiative to care about him, which shows that his recent strategy of making friends has been very effective. The two brothers eagerly want to hug Xu Jiaping's shoulders: "What? Do you feel unsafe? What is there to be afraid of as a boy?"

The other party didn't resist, and he embraced his shoulders with confidence and boldness. The height difference between the two made him unconsciously stand on tiptoe, and clearly saw the light fluff around Xu Jiaping's ears: "Xu Jiaping, let's count now..."

Are you friends?

But what Xu Jiaping heard was the previous sentence

——What is there to be afraid of?

Sometimes he felt that Song Jiqiu was really a little dull.For example, when other people feel that he is in a bad mood, they will automatically stay away, but Song Jiqiu can still get along with him freely on the verge of annoying him every time; Song Jiqiu was unconscious again.

Xu Jiaping suddenly grabbed Song Jiqiu's wrist and pulled it into his arms. In the dark alley, he used the same trick to pinch the back of his neck and put it next to his ear: "Do you owe me something?"

Song Jiqiu knew that Xu Jiaping's kiss before the match was familiar once, and this time he was not as at a loss when he was being coaxed before, so he smiled and said, "Don't tease me."

In the darkness, Xu Jiaping had deep brows and eyes, his expression was dim and unclear, and he just stood quietly without making a sound.

Song Jiqiu hesitated, and for a moment he had the idea that Xu Jiaping was not joking.

His lips are light in color, except that when he is dazed, he will bite them unconsciously, and when he lets go, they will be stained with ruddy water color and a small circle of shallow teeth marks.

Close at hand, the refreshing smell of citrus lingers in his arms, and Song Jiqiu's skin is fair, beautiful and shining in the dark.

Xu Jiaping lowered his head and looked at Song Jiqiu at the same level, the breaths of the two were intertwined, something surged in his eyes, from Song Jiqiu's forehead, eyelashes, and bridge of nose, like a faintly advancing flame, and finally landed on his lips.

Song Jiqiu was at a loss, he could only feel the hot breath and taste approaching.

He seemed to hear a small sigh. Under the moonlight, Xu Jiaping's expression showed vague tenderness, and he gently rubbed his clenched lips and teeth with his fingertips.

"Do you know you're afraid?"