Three Batches of Dog Blood Stories

Zhao Qin was smoking on the balcony, one after another.

He thought, I shouldn't leave, I should explain to Song Qi.But how to explain?What is the position to explain?Zhao Qin was in trouble.

He neither broke up with Song Cheng, nor expressed his heart to Song Qi, he was irresponsible to please both sides, and the result was that both parties were not pleased.

Thinking of this, I don't even care about smoking, and my melancholy keeps coming out.

Then, Zhao Qin received a call from Song Cheng.

Why is he calling?

Zhao Qin blindly guessed that Song Cheng was accusing himself of leaving the meeting early, so that he would lose face in front of his own brother.

"Open the door!"

Zhao Qin gave Song Cheng the key several times, and if Song Cheng lost it, he would give it again. Last time Song Cheng came to have the key, but this time he probably lost it again.

Zhao Qin pinched his cigarette and went to open the door.

As soon as he showed his face, Song Cheng covered his nose, and Song Cheng complained: "Smoking again."

Song Cheng smoked by himself, but he didn't like the smell of smoke on Zhao Qin's body.Zhao Qin explained habitually: "I didn't expect you to come here."

Song Cheng rubbed his nose: "Smoking is not good for your health, you can't smoke like this if I don't come."

Zhao Qin was perfunctory, poured water for Song Cheng, and returned to the balcony.He didn't want to face Song Cheng for the time being.

If he could read his eyes, he wouldn't be Song Cheng.

Song Cheng opened the glass door of the balcony, wrinkled his nose: "Now you don't listen to what I say."

Zhao Tan just lit one, and said coldly: "If you think it smells too strong, don't come here."

Song Chengnu pursed his lips, walked into the balcony, and closed the glass door.

Song Cheng purposely walked around behind Zhao Tan, picked a position where he would not be shaken to ashes, and clasped Zhao Tan's waist: "Zhao Tan, did I make you angry?"

Zhao Qin was not emotional: "No."

"How could it be possible?" Song Cheng said boldly, "It's not that I don't know you well. You have always had a good appetite and you're not picky about food. If it wasn't because of me, how could you not be able to eat?"

Zhao Qin comforted him very carelessly: "Don't worry, you're not that off-putting."

"..."

Song Cheng tightened his arms, rubbed his chin against Zhao Qin's neck, and deliberately complained in a cute nasal voice: "You stabbed me on purpose again."

Song Cheng is a very strange person. When you go along with him and coax him, he doesn't take you seriously, but if you treat him coldly, he will act like a baby softly.

However, it was precisely because of this that Zhao Tan was always restless.

Seeing Zhao Qin being pushed away, Song Cheng became bolder: "I admit my mistake to you, I'm not good, I shouldn't keep ignoring you..."

"But I also have reasons."

Zhao Qin thought, the next words might be Song Cheng's real thoughts.

"You don't know how annoying Han Chuyu is. Apart from texting and calling all day long, she tells her that she's on a business trip, and keeps pestering her. Even my assistant can't stand her and blocks her."

Song Cheng talked about his heart, and tightened his grip on Zhao Qin: "I don't want to look at my phone because of the trouble."

Just as Zhao Tan wanted to ask why you didn't block her, Song Cheng kissed him on the cheek.

Song Cheng said: "You are still good, you never bother me."

Zhao Qin sneered, turned his head and sprayed smoke on Song Cheng's face.

"What are you doing?" Song Cheng squeezed his chin, "Seduce me again."

Zhao Tan got goosebumps all over his body, and quickly pushed Song Cheng away.

"Zhao Qin, you are really going to piss me off."

Zhao Tan smiled: "Can I still be mad at you?"

"Why not?" Song Cheng covered Zhao Qin's mouth, not to let him twitch again, "You are the most angry at me, every time I get so angry, you still don't coax me."

Zhao Qin pretended to be surprised: "Is there such a thing?"

Song Cheng nodded: "Isn't it today? You actually told my brother that we are just subordinates. I am so sad."

Zhao Qin took Song Cheng's hand away, glanced at Song Cheng lightly, and asked Song Cheng: "Otherwise? How can I describe our relationship to Song Qi, one of the fixed sex?"

"What nonsense?" Song Cheng hated Zhao Tan's indifference, he retorted: "You are my boyfriend!"

"Farewell, you have a lot of boyfriends, do you have to line up to introduce them to Song Qi when you bring them back?" Zhao Tan mocked, "You're not afraid of scaring him."

"It's impossible to introduce them all to my brother." Song Cheng obviously missed the point, "Some people lose feelings after talking for a few months, there's no need to let my brother know."

Zhao Tan thought about Song Cheng's words carefully, and was a little flattered: "So you still have feelings for me?"

Song Cheng was almost pissed off: "Why are you stupid, if you don't have feelings, why am I still with you?"

Zhao Qin understood: "So, if you don't have feelings, you can unilaterally kick people away?"

Song Cheng pulled Zhao Tan's face: "Did you take the wrong medicine today? Why are you always picking on me? It's been seven or eight years. Have I ever meant to kick you away?"

Zhao Tan said, "But I have."

Song Cheng was dumbfounded.

Zhao Qin repeated: "I meant to kick you away."