go back and try love

The end of the year was the time when the group had the most activities, but Ren Shaobai had a good night's sleep and didn't lazily come out of the bedroom until noon. In the living room, Xing Jiaqi was sitting on the sofa watching TV. The business is handled well, the plane ticket is set in the afternoon, and it is a rare opportunity for him to watch his favorite basketball game.

Ren Shaobai walked up to him, gave him a condescending look, and said lazily, "I want to watch football!"

Xing Jiaqi turned a deaf ear, put his hands on the backrest, and stretched his body comfortably, like an arrogant emperor, holding the supreme power, spreading out a powerful and oppressive aura, those sharp eyes like eagle arrows, staring intently at Staring at the screen without any interruptions.

Ren Shaobai showed the unrestrained spirit of contemporary youth, kicked the original owner off the sofa, and took the remote control in his hand: "Basketball is not good, I want to watch football."

Xing Jiaqi fell to the ground with an unsuspecting kick.

Lie down on the ground and reacted for a while - even Zheng Yu didn't dare to treat him like this, how dare he...

Xing Jiaqi's face turned from white to red, and finally turned livid. He slowly tightened his fists, stood up with his body upright, his face was sullen, his eyes were fixed on the person on the sofa, like a tiger ready to go, his whole body was exuded. With a tyrannical breath: "Do you know what you are doing?!"

Ren Shaobai raised his head slightly, with a lock of hair hanging down to his temples, he glanced at him indifferently: "Watch TV."

Like a heavy punch on the cotton, Xing Jiaqi felt that in front of this person, he was a paper tiger, without any deterrent force, and a depression surged in his heart, mixed with surging anger, but he had no way to vent it, and could only turn it into a brow Shen Shenmu: "Can't you use a computer to read it?"

"Why don't you use a computer to watch?"

Fuck, because this is my home! ! !

After switching to the football channel, Ren Shaobai picked up the potato chips on the coffee table and put them in his mouth, and said leisurely, "It's not that I despise you, I don't even watch Chinese football, but you still watch CBA."

I have never seen such a brazen person, not only kicking people to grab the remote control, but also complaining about his only hobby - basketball, Xing Jiaqi stood aside, trembling with anger: "What's wrong with watching CBA?!"

Ren Shaobai stretched leisurely, and asked back: "Do you know the difference between CBA and NBA?"

Xing Jiaqi didn't want to talk to him at all, but felt that it was too aggrieved to be sent back to the bedroom by him like this, so he stood there without embarrassment.

Ren Shaobai didn't expect him to talk to him, and said to himself: "The most common sentence heard in the CBA is that the goal was not scored! In the NBA, the most common sentence is that the goal was scored .”

Xing Jiaqi: "...."

"However, it is also better than football, because every time you hear the commentator say that the time left for the Chinese team is running out..."

Ren Shaobai said it vividly, his eyes shining brightly like stars day and night, his moderately thick pink lips rippling with a dazzling smile, like a child talking about his favorite things, brimming with pure joy.

Xing Jiaqi frowned, sat back on the sofa, stared at the TV screen indifferently, and kept silent. When talking about football, Ren Shaobai seemed to talk more suddenly: "When the national football team was not very exclusive, whenever there was a game, I just comfort myself, as long as I don’t feel ashamed and don’t make trouble, I will support them, and as a result, they perfectly break my bottom line every time, hey, a poem on the Internet can best summarize the characteristics of Chinese men’s football.”

Xing Jiaqi's sculpted face was as cold as frost and snow. After staying on him for two seconds, he slightly loosened and asked, "What?"

Ren Shaobai chuckled lightly, and said in a leisurely tone, "How sad is the Chinese men's football team, just like a group of eunuchs going to a brothel - no one will shoot, how worried the Chinese men's football team is, it is like a group of prostitutes guarding a brothel - always being caught shoot."

Xing Jiaqi: "..."

...is this a poem?

However, listening to Ren Shaobai's nonsense complaints, the more than one hour football game was not very boring.

The final whistle blew and the game was over. Ren Shaobai threw the remote control to Xing Jiaqi in satisfaction: "I've finished watching, here you are!"

Xing Jiaqi dialed back to the basketball channel, possibly infected, and rarely said: "How about, let me introduce you to basketball..."

"Not interested." Ren Shaobai got up directly, "I want to take a shower."

He walked towards the bathroom gracefully, leaving only the youngest of the Xing family with a stiff smile on his face, fluttering in the wind.

After taking a shower, Ren Shaobai walked out of the bathroom and saw Xing Jiaqi leaning in front of the window. While wiping his hair with a towel, he walked over and looked down. To fight in groups.

Xing Jiaqi glanced at him lightly, and in front of him was a picture of a beautiful boy out of the bath that made people's blood spurt -- crystal drops of water hung on the tip of the slender eyelashes, dripping, and the wet hair like black jade, in the There is a charming color under the sun, and the water droplets rolling from the sideburns flow down the cheeks, forming a thin mist. As the sexy role of WXW, he is a perfect inverted triangle, just like the ingenious work of God, clear The collarbone, the muscles on the body are well-defined, thin and powerful, and the simple letter tattoo on the waist adds a bit of sex appeal.

Sensing his gaze, Ren Shaobai's eyes were cold and quiet, like light snowflakes, and he said coldly: "Look at the fart, you have to look, look at the people below, those people also took off their clothes... "

Xing Jiaqi was not angry, instead she bent her lips and chuckled lightly, like melting ice and snow: "You don't care if they take off..."

Then, he turned his eyes back and looked out of the window again, and said with contempt: "It's not about how strong the fighting power is. I really don't know. Why did these people take off their shirts when they got into a fight?"

Ren Shaobai turned around and walked towards the bedroom, and quietly replied: "Because if you take off your pants, the atmosphere will be weird."

Xing Jiaqi: "..."

It also seems to make sense.

(Extra) The Story of Ren Shaobai

Ren Shaobai doesn't like Zheng Yu, this is known by the whole company.

But now he is tasting tea with him in Hokkaido, there is no other reason, but to cover for the best little brother - An Wenxuan, the group won 5 awards at the year-end awards ceremony, the company is very satisfied, and it is very kind Gave them 3 days off.Captain Lin Che originally planned to invite the three younger brothers to attend his cousin's wedding in an old European castle, but An Wenxuan dragged Ren Shaobai by his side and pointed, "We agreed to go skiing in Hokkaido."

It wasn't until he got off the plane and saw that charming and charming face with a smile like a flower, that he shouted that he had been fooled.

"Wenxuan, let's go eat."

"I know how to eat all day long. As an artist, do you know what body management is?"

"It's none of your business? I was looking for Xuanxuan, but I didn't look for you!"

"I'm doing it for your own good. Look at you, you are so fat that you almost have a swimming ring in your belly!"

"Damn it, you're going to finish it, you still talk about me with your numb figure?"

"My figure is hemp? Would you appreciate it!"

Such childish quarrels have never stopped since arriving in Hokkaido, causing An Wenxuan headaches.

"Hey, this ranking is quite interesting." Ren Shaobai checked Weibo while eating.

"Huh? What ranking?"

Ren Shaobai put the mobile phone interface in front of them, with a half-smile expression that deserved to be punched, "The list of gay men's favorite male artists."

An Wenxuan's face darkened a little, and Zheng Yu approached him with great interest, "Look, where is our Xuanxuan ranked?"

An Wenxuan is a frequent visitor to such lists. The male celebrities who most arouse men's desire to protect, and the male celebrities who GAY most want to have sex with, always make him feel embarrassed.

"This time... the 8th." Ren Shaobai quickly swipe the screen with his finger, and continued to read, "An Wenxuan looks handsome and pure, has no bad habits, no scandals, looks very kind, will Give girls a sense of security and make boys want to protect."

Zheng Yu laughed heartily, and circled An Wenxuan, "Our Xuanxuan is so attractive, but with me here, they have nothing to do!"

An Wenxuan pushed Zheng Yu away in disgust, and took a picture of Ren Shaobai's cell phone, "While eating, what are you watching!"

"Don't be angry, you are so popular with men, I'm so jealous!" Zheng Yu pouted, pretending to be coquettish.

"Don't be jealous, you rank No. 3." Ren Shaobai stared at the leaderboard, and added sarcastically, "It's even higher than Wenxuan!"

"What?" The two people on the opposite side yelled at the same time, one was gloating, the other was depressed and angry.

"Those charming peach blossom eyes, when smiling, the waves flow, the world pales, and when angry, it is evil and sycophantic, and everything is frightening, it is easy for a man to have the desire to conquer, just want to tear off his pure white shirt and spy on the inside secret....."

"Okay, okay, what is this writing about!" Zheng Yu snatched the phone from Ren Shaobai's hand, "Nowadays, journalists don't know how to write articles well, can they write nonsense without spending money? ?”

"Actually, I think the writing is quite good. Let go of the white village shirt and spy on..." An Wenxuan teased mischievously.

"Oh, really, then I'll let you take a good look at it!" Zheng Yu circled An Wenxuan, whispering in his ear.

"Be more honest!" An Wenxuan's jade-like face was tinged with a red cloud of drunkenness.

"You guys get busy, I'm going back to my room." Ren Shaobai stood up expressionlessly, and left the living room without haste.

Sure enough, I still hate it, just like when I first met.

The snow-capped mountains in the distance, the lingering smoke, the sky and the earth seem to be one, shrouded in a white illusion, remote and blurred.

Ren Shaobai joined the company with Yin Zheng, one is well-behaved and the other is confused, they are both little brothers who are loved by thousands of people.That day the company was full of chaos, and the brothers in the same group said that there was a trainee who was about their age, and just a few days after he arrived, he got into a fight with someone in the practice room.When the two became interested, they went to watch this divine man together.

To this day, Ren Shaobai can never forget the scene when he first saw him. In the corner, a boy in a white shirt and ripped jeans leaned against the wall, with his hands drooping by his legs, sitting on the floor of the practice room, tilting his head. , raised the corner of his blood-stained mouth, and looked at the furious teacher.His long eyelashes droop, the corners of his eyes are slightly upturned, and his occasional smile is frivolous and seductive.

The course teacher wanted to take him to the person in charge. He staggered against the wall and stood up. With his slender figure and perfect proportions, the girls present couldn't help but take a second look.When he passed by Yin Zheng and Ren Shaobai, he paused for a while, and glanced at them with raised eyebrows, bewitching and bewitching.

With just one glance, he seduces Ren Shaobai's good friend away.

From then on, even if he is confused, he also knows that that person is poison, devours his heart and eats his bones, and cannot be touched, that person is a Gu, infected with mind and mind, and cannot be approached.

"You know, it is said on the Internet that everyone expresses their liking in different ways." An Wenxuan casually picked up Ren Shaobai's cell phone.

"Really, what's the difference?" Zheng Yu still held him tightly in his arms, leaning closer to his still flushed face.

"Some people will like to express their enthusiasm, and they must let that person know, but some people will turn their likes into dislike in the end, and must make that person angry."

"How can someone be so stupid? If you hate the person you like, won't you never get it?"

An Wenxuan kept silent and smiled deeply.

"However, if you say that I belong to the former, what about you?" Before he could respond, he kissed the rosy lips domineeringly, moving his flexible tongue between the white teeth, An Wenxuan stuck out his tongue, shyly Responding, lingering.

——Don’t you understand? For me, quietly accepting everything about you is my expression——