Alas no, why don’t you follow the routine?

"Should you wait."

Zhou Ziheng stood under the stairs and looked back at him.

"That's my coat." Xia Xiqing didn't look at him, put the cigarette that had been clamped on his index finger back into his mouth, and said vaguely, "It's mine in my hand."

"Take it back." His tone was unquestionable.

Zhou Ziheng smiled, then walked up step by step slowly, stood on the steps lower than him, put his coat on Xia Xiqing's shoulder, and took off the cigarette from his lips.

Without saying a word, Xia Xiqing lowered his head and kissed Zhou Ziheng, just in the vast smoke left.

His tongue tip swept through the smooth toothed gears and stirred it in his wet and hot mouth, as if the person who had refused to express his relationship before was not him at all.

"Five minutes?" Xia Xiqing's mocking ending sound brought a bit of charm after the wet kiss.

"You were the one who said five minutes at the beginning." Zhou Ziheng gently bit his watery lips.

Zhou Ziheng's perfume was sprayed strongly at the event, which was different from the refreshing teenager's fragrance in the past. The leather was mixed with a strong musky smell, and was caught in the heart by a passionate kiss, stirring the hot hormones.

The sound of kissing echoed in the huge space, and the sound of water amplified and stretched. Xia Xiqing pressed his hand on the chest under the black shirt, felt his heartbeat with his palms, and bit Zhou Ziheng's lower lip and rubbed his fingers against the back of his neck. His breath was already a little unstable, "... Have you changed the perfume?"

"Only today." Zhou Ziheng wanted to come up and kiss him again, but Xia Xiqing didn't want him to succeed so easily, so he leaned back and deliberately hid.

He smiled and pinched Zhou Ziheng's side neck with his tiger's mouth, and raised his eyes slightly, "What's the name of perfume?"

Zhou Ziheng tilted his head, kissed Xia Xiqing's wrist with his face sideways, and licked his raised wrist bones with his tongue.

The moment he raised his eyes, his eyes were like a cheetah waiting for an opportunity.

“fuckingfabulous.”

The author has something to say: Perfume: TF's fuckingfabulous, it is especially expensive.

Please make up for the rest.

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Xu Qichen returned home: Zhixun, I'll tell you a big gossip! Do you know that super handsome big star? He and Xia...

Xia Zhixu: What did you say? Who is taller and who is handsome? [The expression is ugly

Xu Qichen: You...hehe, who, that star Zhou Ziheng, he and Xia Xiqing are sleeping!

Xia Zhixu: [Silence for a while] Who sleeps?

Xu Qichen:...I don't know
Chapter completed!