little widow

"I'm here." Gong Xingchuan unbuttoned his clothes, and pressed Shi Xi against his hot chest.

Breathing more and more quickly, Shi Qi struggled to withdraw from the memory, raised his head, tears were still in the corner of his eyes: "Uncle, am I stupid?"

"...I want to die for someone who is not worth it." The tear finally fell, "But I can't find the meaning of living."

He lost his lover, was abused by Gong Kai, and after entering the entertainment industry, he was entangled in black material. The world was full of malice towards him.

But Shi Qi has no way to vent, he lives sadly, until he finds that he is easy to get into the drama, and the never-ending self-torture begins.

Sometimes he is a rich second generation who was killed by a car to save the heroine, and sometimes he is a literary youth who cut his wrists in grief for not getting the heroine.

He tasted all the sufferings of living, and finally began to look forward to the relief of death.

Gong Xingchuan's liver and gallbladder burst when he heard it.

His favorite Shi Qi, that bright and flamboyant child, finally withered in the most beautiful season.

Gong Xingchuan grabbed Shi Xi's waist and thought of all the ways to comfort him in his mind for a moment. Just as he was about to take action, he suddenly felt a bit itchy in his stomach.

Shi Qi furtively rubbed his cheek against Gong Xingchuan's strong abdominal muscles, while carefully scrutinizing his uncle's expression.

Gong Xingchuan just laughed.

Shi Qi now has a reason to live.

Even if this reason is ridiculous, it is a good reason after all.

"Be good, get up early tomorrow." Gong Xingchuan booked a morning flight for him.

"Is there an uncle." Shi Qi muttered heartlessly, "Even if I didn't get up, my uncle would still carry me to the airport."

"Aren't you afraid of being photographed by reporters?"

"Even if you are photographed, you will be photographed together with your uncle." Shi Qi smiled secretly, with his cheek still attached to Gong Xingchuan's abdominal muscles, "Uncle is not afraid of being photographed, so am I still afraid?"

Gong Xingchuan pinched the back of his neck and urged Shi Xi to take a bath. Seeing that he walked into the bathroom and glanced at his bare chest from time to time, he simply took off his shirt, folded his arms with his bare arms, and waited for him to finish washing. Supervise him brushing his teeth again.

Shi Qi's mind was full of his uncle's broad chest. When he was taking a bath, he reached down twice with his hand, and couldn't help rubbing it, but rubbing it by himself was definitely not as good as Gong Xingchuan's rubbing.

Just thinking about it made Shi Qi's legs go limp.

They didn't rub each other before, because Shi Qi went straight to third base from the beginning of the meat, and using his hands was too childish for him.

But now he doesn't even have hands.

After brushing his teeth, Shi Qi stared at his uncle sadly, his eyes were like knives, scraping viciously across the light bronze chest and abdomen.

Gong Xingchuan was amused: "Huh?"

Shi Qi turned his head and threw himself on the bed, resolutely not looking at Gong Xingchuan who was naked from the upper body.

Gong Xingchuan stopped teasing him, took a shower and came out, and found that Shi Xi was swiping his phone wrapped in a quilt.

The posture was particularly incorrect, and the bedside lamp was not turned on. Anyway, Gong Xingchuan would frown when he saw it.

Gong Xingchuan leaned over and took a look, his eyes were instantly cold.

Shi Qi was looking at the photo of the actor in the building.

He really didn't mean it.

Ever since they got in touch with Lou Heng, they often interacted on Weibo, and it happened that "Double-Faced Pie" was very popular, so they had more opportunities to communicate.

On Weibo, Lou Heng posted a set of promotional pictures for the endorsement of Chaoxian Cosmetics - the actor holding the endorsed product sits cross-legged on the grassland, with a vigorous leopard lying behind him.

Wild, primitive, and the purest taste, the photographer perfectly blends them together.

He found Lou Heng on WeChat.

-Mr. Lou, was your latest group of photos taken by Ryan?

Ryan is the photographer who took the makeup photos for them in "Stealing Fragrance".

Lou Heng's reply to the message was relatively slow, and it took several minutes to send it.

- Yes, it was a pleasure working with him.

Ryan's shooting skills are obvious to all in the circle.

Shi Qi was lying on the pillow, his thin white legs were curled up behind him, shaking non-stop.

He also wants to work with Ryan if given the chance.

Shi Qi looked at Lou Heng's photo again, his eyes were almost on the screen.

How did Ryan manage to magnify a person's strengths infinitely in the photos?

"Does it look good?" A cold voice suddenly came from behind him.

Shi Qi was immersed in doubts, and replied casually: "It looks good."

"How nice is it?"

"It's just very good-looking, look at his figure..." Shi Xi turned around naturally, and just about to hand the phone to Gong Xingchuan, he retracted his hand reflexively, and even shrank himself into the quilt.

Gong Xingchuan smiled inexplicably, picked up the mobile phone that Shi Qi had left beside the pillow, and said casually, "Mmm, it looks good."

Shi Qi shivered under the quilt.

The bed beside him was sunken down by a large piece, and Gong Xingchuan was lying down.

Shi Qi arched to the side again, but his whole body was under the quilt, and he could only scurry around with a vague sense of direction.

Gong Xingchuan couldn't stand it anymore, and took him into his arms.

"Hide what?"

Shi Qi knew that Gong Xingchuan was possessive, so he said tremblingly: "Uncle, you look so angry, it seems that you will tie me to the bed in the next second, and you won't be able to get out of bed for several days."

Gong Xingchuan: "..."

Gong Xingchuan: "You don't want it?"

Shi Qi froze for a moment, his eyes lit up with excitement: "Yes, I want it."

As he said that, he was about to reach for his mobile phone, and muttered in his mouth: "The photos taken by Lou Yingdi are so handsome."

As he spoke, he glanced at his uncle out of the corner of his eye.

This is intentional too!

Gong Xingchuan just lost his temper.

Shi Qi looked at it aimlessly for a long time, and his fingers were tired from sliding the screen. Before the man pressed him down, he finally couldn't hold back and smashed the jar: "Ah, Lou Yingdi's abs are so good. It looks like it's on the bed..."

Snapped--!

Shi Qi's nonsense was interrupted by crisp applause.

He suddenly turned over, clutching his butt in disbelief: "Uncle?"

"Yeah." Gong Xingchuan looked at him leisurely, as if the person who just spanked Shi Xi's butt was not himself, "Do you want to continue talking?"

Shi Qi regretfully shook his head.

He was just a little greedy, but not to the point where he had to.

Besides, he spared his life.

Being young, Shi Xi quite understands himself, how uncomfortable it is not to be able to eat just by looking at it?

He is not Gong Xingchuan, he has strong concentration.

In the past, he would sit naked on his uncle's lap and twist for a long time, and the uncle could bear it until all the work was done before moving him.

The quilt was lifted up rustlingly, Shi Qi leaned over nervously, he was relieved that Gong Xingchuan didn't push him away.

Maybe it's because he just took a shower, Gong Xingchuan's body was moist and hot, and he was more intimate than usual.

Shi Xi couldn't help it for a moment, and put his legs over.

"Want?" Gong Xingchuan's tone was quite normal, and he stretched out his hand to pinch his slender ankle.

Shi Qi was not so calm anymore, his "um" was trilled with emotion, basically not far from Falang.

Gong Xingchuan was secretly helpless.

From the moment he realized it to the present, Shi Xi can't learn to be reserved in the matter of intimacy.

"What if I can't catch the plane tomorrow?"

"There is an uncle." Shi Qi said frankly.

He was about to take these words as an imperial decree, and moved them out if he had something to do.

Gong Xingchuan liked Shi Qi to rely on him, turned over and lay face to face with him.

There is only a small bedside lamp on in the room, the wick is petal-shaped, and even the light is soft.

Shi Qi's eyelashes fluttered softly, and the wind that was blown up created a huge wave in Gong Xingchuan's heart.

He wanted him too, thought like crazy.

Gong Xingchuan stretched out his hand, Shi Qi leaned forward obediently, put his cheek on it first, and then impatiently pressed the hand under his body—they both gasped at the same time.

Talking and doing are completely different experiences.

No matter how powerful Shi Xi's mouth is, he still has to rely on Gong Xingchuan after pressing it.

But he was embarrassed to say it directly, so he could only look at his uncle with watery eyes without blinking.

Gong Xingchuan hesitated rarely, not because he didn't want to continue, but because he was afraid that if he continued...

But the arrow is on the string, and Gong Xingchuan's sanity is almost exhausted.

The long-lost temptation, the long spasm, and finally the comfortable sob, he listened to Shi Qi's reaction, and even allowed the little peacock to sit on his waist and rub his hands.

Shiqi is really cool.

He leaned limply in Gong Xingchuan's arms, a thought popped up in his messy mind.

First, my uncle's hands are so strong, then I seem to hold on for too short a time, and finally my uncle is hard.

One thought after another set off fireworks in his mind, crackling, and Shi Qi was fried to crisp.

On the other hand, Gong Xingchuan was not only very calm, but also held him with one hand to tidy up the bed - first threw away the facial tissues that wiped his legs, then lifted the soiled sheets, and finally carried Shi Qi to another bedroom.

A bed that no one lies in is cold.

Shi Qi naturally arched into Gong Xingchuan's arms, his slender arms stretched out from the quilt, dangling in the dark.

In fact, he was very tired in real time, but the long-lost intimacy made his cerebral cortex extremely active.

Gong Xingchuan grabbed his wrist in the dark, pressed an obviously protruding bone with his fingertips, and then sighed: "Why are you so thin?"

Not only is she thin, but she also has very bad scars on her wrists.

After the excitement faded, Shi Qi pulled his arm back, realizing that he was getting carried away, and hurriedly changed the subject: "Uncle, do you want me to help you?"

He is very sensible, knowing that he is uncomfortable, and offered to help.

Gong Xingchuan pressed his arm again, carefully touched the scars with his slender fingers, and finally touched Shi Qi aggrieved.

He flopped into a ball, sniffling and shivering.

"My Xiaoqi." Gong Xingchuan kissed the back of his neck in the darkness, and promised softly, "I won't let you suffer in the future."

Shi Qi's eyes became hot, and he didn't want to spoil such a good atmosphere, so he tried not to cry, got into Gong Xingchuan's arms, and muttered fiercely: "I remember, if you always abandon me in the future, I will kill you." Find the most popular gossip magazine to expose you...that Gong Xingchuan who goes to financial magazines every day is actually a scumbag, not good at all, and if he proves it, he doesn't want me."

Gong Xingchuan did not refute at all.

Shi Xi performed alone for a long time, and then turned into a stand-up comic, he couldn't help feeling discouraged: "Uncle, you won't want me?"

He asked cautiously, with some doubts.

In the final analysis, even if the evidence is really broken, Shi Qi will touch the red book every day, for fear that if he doesn't pay attention, the husband will disappear.

Gong Xingchuan rubbed Shi Qi's head, but did not answer this question.

Anyway, if he answered, he would still doubt it, so it's better to let time prove love.

But when he didn't get the answer, the little peacock panicked.

Regardless of the soreness in his waist, he directly raised his neck, unbuttoned his pajamas, and eagerly opened his screen: "Uncle, it's a good thing you don't want me...I know it very well."

Gong Xingchuan's eyes darkened suddenly: "What do you know?"

Shi Qi's wet eyes glistened pitifully: "I can do anything."

"...As long as you like it, I will."