Winter came suddenly, a strong wind with cold air hit Beijing, and the air was filled with a cold smell. Xia Xiqing was mounting a new painting when the phone suddenly rang.

"Hey..." Xia Xiqing put on her headphones, and her hand was still pressing the edge of the picture frame, "Who?"

"Brother!" Xia Xiuze's voice was still changing, crisp and hoarse. As soon as he heard it, he knew that he had not protected his voice properly and roared and made his voice hoarse.

"Don't let go if you have a fart." Xia Xiqing pushed his glasses and tightened the canvas, "Your brother, I'm busy."

When Xia Xiuze heard this, he immediately explained, "I really have something to tell you this time. This Sunday, Xia Zhixu's grandfather celebrates his 90th birthday, so please let us go together."

Xia Xiqing rolled his eyes, "I have told you so many times that I shouldn't call someone's name, be careful of being beaten." He thought for a while, and said, "Who will go on my uncle's birthday?"

"Well... we are the only ones in our family. Dad doesn't go, he said that the younger generation will just go and celebrate."

"Okay." As soon as Xia Yunkai was told that Xia Zhixu was not going, Xia Zhixu agreed, "I'll tell Xia Zhixu that you can leave home and let the driver take you."

Xia Xiuze on the phone was clamoring that he didn't want to. The studio door was open. Xia Xiqing suddenly heard a sound outside. She put down the painting and stuck her head out to look at it, but her chin was pinched by one hand, so fast that he couldn't even react.

Zhou Ziheng lowered his head and kissed him, then hugged him in his arms.

"Hey, you scared me."

"What's wrong with brother? Are you okay, brother!"

"It's okay." Xia Xiqing frowned and looked up at Zhou Ziheng. Zhou Ziheng lowered his head and kissed the tip of his nose, and whispered in his ear to whom he called. Coincidentally, Xia Xiuze on the other end of the words also asked the same question.

"No one." Xia Xiqing pinched Zhou Ziheng's wrist and smirked, and said shamelessly at the microphone on the headphones, "Your sister-in-law."

"What!??"

Zhou Ziheng twisted his cheek, "What did you say?"

Xia Xiqing raised her face and smiled unscrupulously, "What? I don't want to think of it, right? Then forget it, I'll look for someone else."

"You dare." Zhou Ziheng pulled his headphones, "Brother, sister-in-law, I'm going to do something that is not suitable for children now, so let's hang up." After saying that, he pinched the phone and pressed Xia Xiqing on the wall.

He said he wouldn't do anything in the studio, but in the end he broke his achievements. Xia Xiqing felt that he was very unprincipled, especially after meeting Zhou Ziheng. He looked like a soft snake with only bones pulled, leaning his head on the lazy sofa in the corner of the studio, covered with Zhou Ziheng's cashmere coat, staring lazily at Zhou Ziheng who was being rude to clean up the scene of the "crime".

"I want to smoke."

"No." Zhou Ziheng sorted out the workbench counter that had just been made like a typhoon passing through. He walked to Xia Xiqing, stretched out his long legs and collapsed on the lazy sofa with him, drilled into his coat, reached out to catch Xia Xiqing into his arms, reached into his sweater, and touched his back with sweat.

"Don't catch a cold."

"Not to it." Xia Xiqing shrank his head to Zhou Ziheng's neck, as if he was sleepy, and yawned a little.

Zhou Ziheng patted his hand gently on his shoulder, as if coaxing the child. Before he went home, he also received a call from his brother, saying that Wei F's case had basically been settled. Although the video recorded on the laptop camera could not be used as valid legal evidence in court, it basically allowed them to provide information for subsequent investigations and became the key to conviction.

But Zhou Ziheng has never quite understood who gave that video to Xia Xiqing.

Xia Xiqing only mentioned it and said that she was a friend who studied IT, and it must be a point of protecting him. Zhou Ziheng did not ask about it anymore, but felt that there were quite a few powerful friends around Xia Xiqing.

The people around him were already sleeping heavily against his neck, like a small animal close to the heat source in winter. Zhou Ziheng gently loosened his arms, passed his arm through his neck and knees and picked him up from the lazy sofa, and carried him back to the bedroom.

Sunday came very quickly. Xia Xiqing drove the car and took the gifts she had bought before to the private room in the hotel to celebrate her birthday. Although it was the 90th birthday, there were not many relatives present. As soon as she opened the private room, Xia Xiqing saw Xia Zhixu sitting next to the birthday boy. The other party was pouring tea for his grandfather. When he looked up, he saw Xia Xiqing who was raising his eyebrows at him.

"Uncle, I wish you a blessing as old as the East China Sea and a long life as the South Mountain." Xia Xiqing put aside the gift he brought and brought a cup of tea respectfully to the old man.

"Isn't this the youngest one from the house? Sit down quickly."

Many people came one after another. Xia Xiqing should sit on both sides of Xia Zhixu in terms of seniority, but Xia Xiqing and Xia Xiuze are all in their forties and fifties. It is very awkward to sit in the middle, so they naturally sat next to Xia Zhixu. A meal was eaten from 7 o'clock in the evening to almost 10 o'clock. Xia Xiuze still had classes on Monday, so he had no choice but to be picked up by his own driver.

Xia Xiqing's cell phone shook, and he took it out and saw that it was a WeChat message.

[renaissance: I have a magazine to shoot tonight, and I may have to stay until the second half of the night, and you go to bed early at night.]

Xia Xiqing was thinking about whether to inform Zhou Ziheng and told him that he was having dinner outside. When Xia Zhixu, who was sitting next to him, turned his head and said, "Hey, let's retreat."

"Is it OK?" Xia Xiqing glanced at him and lowered her voice, "It's your grandfather's birthday."

"It's okay, my dad is here." Xia Zhixu coughed, "I want to go back early, he won't sleep if I don't go back."

"Tsk tsk tsk." Xia Xiqing certainly knew who Xia Zhixu was talking about, "You two are so irritable that I can't do it." But since Xia Zhixu didn't want to stay, he also wanted to escape, "That's the old idea."

Xia Zhixu made an OK gesture under the table.

As the two of them were docked together, Xia Xiqing put away his phone and toasted the relatives and friends one cup after another, and poured one cup after another. After fifteen minutes, he fell on the table, yelling, "Then, what, my cousin, I'll toast you..."

"Hahaha, is Xi Qing drunk?"

"This kid is like this, and the toast is not over."

Xia Zhixu took a sip of black tea silently, showing an expression of suddenly remembering something important, "By the way, he was driving here."

"Then... find a designated driver."

"He is so drunk, and it's not very convenient for a driver." Xia Zhixu took out the car key from his pocket, "I'll take him back, the place where I live is not far from him." He glanced at his father, and the other party seemed to have been deceived, nodded, "Take good care of your uncle."

Xia Zhixu twitched the corner of his mouth, "Oh, I understand."

Xia Xiqing, who was dressed as if dead, walked all the way downstairs.

"Okay, stop pretending."

"Okay." Xia Xiqing stood still and patted his face, "Luckily, your uncle, I have a lot of alcohol."

"Take less advantage." Xia Zhixu put his pockets in his hands, "You can't get on the road after drinking, so I'll drive you and send you back."

The wind outside made people's face hurt. Xia Xiqing shrank his face into the scarf. He reached out and pinched Xia Zhixu's face, "What a good nephew."

"Get out." Xia Zhixu pried away his hand and walked side by side to the parking place. Xia Zhixu got into the car and carried Xia Xiqing in the co-pilot together. He originally went straight to Xia Xiqing's apartment, but Xia Xiqing received news from Zhou Ziheng halfway.

[renaissance: I may not be able to go back today. I will never finish it here and I will probably have to stay overnight. I will have to go to the company to sign a brand contract tomorrow morning. You go to bed and don’t wait for me.]

Xia Xiqing pouted and replied with an OK expression. Seeing that his expression was depressed, Xia Zhixu was unhappy and unlocked the screen of his phone, he couldn't help but laugh, "Why, that stupid guy finally saw your true face and was about to dump you?"

"Who are you stupid?"

Xia Zhixu was shocked. It was rare that he would fight back when he hurt him. "Oh, I like him so much. I'm really eye-opening. You have times of seriousness."

Xia Xiqing didn't say anything, and after a long time of boredom, he finally spoke, "I'm so annoyed that I'm going to sleep alone again." He turned his head, "I'm going to your house tonight, I want to drink the sobering tea made by Chenchen."

As usual, Xia Zhixu must have denied it soon, but this time he reluctantly agreed to see that Xia Xiqing helped him drink, "Go back before nine o'clock in the morning."

"Okay. By the way, I went to my house for lunch. Someone gave me a bluefin golden gun two days ago. I don't know how to do it. I will ask Chenchen to do it for me tomorrow. Then we will go to my house together."

Xia Xiqing agreed to it with great pleasure, and had already thought about it. Since he could not be sweet with Zhou Ziheng, he would never let others kiss him in front of him.

It just so happened that Zhou Ziheng was back the next day, so let’s have a meal together and give me a formal introduction.

The next morning, Zhou Ziheng returned to the company tired and sleepy, fell on the sofa to make up for his sleep. Luo poured him a cup of coffee and went to buy breakfast. Then he woke him up, "Ziheng, get up and clean up, and you will have to sign a contract in a while."

Zhou Ziheng rubbed his eyes and got up from the sofa, ate something casually and paddled it. The company's stylist rushed over to make a styling for him. He closed his eyes like this, thinking about calling Xia Xiqing after he finished blowing his hair.

"Hey Ziheng, are you very good with Xi Qing?" The stylist sprayed some styling spray. Zhou Ziheng opened his eyes and looked at the stylist in the mirror with some confusion, "What's wrong?"

"No, I was eating melons when I was on the road just now," the stylist looked at him with a smile, "I just wanted to inquire from you to see if there are any real melons with better quality."

Gua? Zhou Ziheng frowned and took out his cell phone, "What other gossip?"

The stylist fiddled with Zhou Ziheng's hair, "Oh, nothing, a paparazzi took a picture of Xia Xiqing's boyfriend, no, it's suspected to be her boyfriend. She is quite handsome, and she is more handsome than many male celebrities in the circle." She sighed, "Oh, it's really not easy for us women now. We have to compete with women not only for men, but also for men."

"Oh, wait a moment."

The door opened suddenly, and Xia Xiqing, wearing slippers, leaned against the door, "I'm back." Zhou Ziheng walked in without changing his shoes. He happened to run into Xia Zhixu, who was walking from the kitchen to the living room with an extremely huge tuna in both hands, "No, this fish is too..."

Three people and one fish, the scene was once very awkward.

In fact, Zhou Ziheng felt embarrassed, not only embarrassing, but also angry.

"Which little lover is this?" Zhou Ziheng pointed at Xia Zhixu holding the fish, his eyes were about to be angry. "I really love you, I brought you all to my home. Don't you know that you were photographed? Didn't you say that you never fooled with others after being with me? What's this now?"

After the attack, no one spoke.

Xia Zhixu's face looked extremely ugly. He was like eating a fly, and he was holding a giant big fish in his hand. He went back to the kitchen and was either to leave it in the living room or not.

Xia Xiqing glanced at Zhou Ziheng, who looked even worse, walked back to the living room from the door, and put half of her body on Xia Zhixu, "Yes, this is my new love, is it handsome?"

Zhou Ziheng's teeth were about to be broken. He knew Xia Xiqing's romantic style in the past, but now they are all together. Although it is a probation period, Xia Xiqing clearly likes him. He thought there would be no problem between them again. Who knew that another one appeared now and took it home abnormally. How could Zhou Ziheng not be angry?

"It's good now, the whole world knows that I'm green." Zhou Ziheng's chest was undulating, and he felt that he was the grassland above his head now.

This is so funny in Xia Xiqing's eyes, both funny and cute. He held his smile and deliberately teased him, "Who said that, no one knows the relationship between us."

Only you feel that you are green.

Xia Zhixu knew that he was used by Xia Xiqing again, and completely used him as a tool to tease his little boyfriend. Thinking of this, he pulled his hand out of Xia Xiqing's arm in a very unhappy way, and did not speak. Zhou Ziheng saw this action and mocked him childishly, "It seems that your little lover doesn't like you very much."

Xia Xiqing raised his eyebrows and kept a smile on his face, "Did you forget? I like or not."

Zhou Ziheng clenched his fists tightly and tried his best to maintain his last sanity.

The three of them stood awkwardly, and just when the atmosphere was extremely tense, another man's voice came from the upstairs.

"Xi Qing, I can't find the coat you mentioned. Please choose one for me, I took off all my clothes..."

Xia Zhixu turned his head and walked upstairs like a clockwork robot.

Zhou Ziheng became even more angry and pressed Xia Xiqing on the sofa, "You actually made me 3p?"

How big is this person’s brain?

I was so angry that I couldn't even hear Xu Qichen's voice.

Xia Xiqing, who was pressed down on the sofa, laughed out loud, and the curve of the curvaceous mouth was ambiguous. His slender fingers climbed Zhou Ziheng's chin and moved down little by little, rubbing Zhou Ziheng's Adam's apple rolling up and down due to his uncertain emotions. His eyes were full of teasing. His voice softened specifically, as if he was provocative, and as if he was acting coquettish, "So angry... don't be angry."
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