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Zhan Xingchen spent the whole afternoon imagining wantonly in the stories Qi Feng and Lin Chuxue told, and cast admiring glances at Qi Feng no less than ten times. Qi Feng expressed his satisfaction, and Lin Chuxue was not in vain.

After Lin Chuxue left, the two of them packed up the things that Zhan Xingchen had brought for a while. Zhan Xingchen didn't have time to look at his phone until the evening, but as soon as he opened it, he saw the news that Huo Ting was temporarily suspended due to injury.

Zhan Xingchen quickly ran to Qi Feng with his mobile phone, "Did you see that Huo Ting...has the game suspended?"

Originally, Zhan Xingchen's nervousness in speaking in front of Qi Feng had been reduced a lot during this time, but now he was suddenly frightened by Qi Feng's eyes, and subconsciously stuttered again.Qi Feng also felt the change in Zhan Xingchen's tone, took the initiative to take Zhan Xingchen's phone, put the screen down on the table, tried to slow down his tone, and asked: "Have you followed Huo Ting?"

"No, no." Zhan Xingchen quickly explained, "I followed you, Weibo will push me some game-related content, just now..."

"I'm not angry, don't be so afraid of me." Qi Feng said, "It's not that you are not allowed to pay attention to others, other people can, but Huo Ting can't."

"...Ah, I don't, I won't pay attention to him." Zhan Xingchen still had lingering fear from Qi Feng's eyes just now, so he had to change the subject, "Then you don't have to go home during the holiday? You've been living here... Will your parents know?" Are you unhappy?"

"No." Qi Feng said, "They bought me so many houses just to keep me from going back."

Seeing Zhan Xingchen "arriving as scheduled" and looking at him with worried eyes, Qi Feng smiled again: "Just kidding, I bought the house myself, I moved out after college and became independent, and I rarely go back."

"You bought it yourself?!" Zhan Xingchen's surprised but not suspicious gaze greatly satisfied Qi Feng's self-esteem, "You are really amazing..."

"How powerful?" Qi Feng is not a person without self-knowledge. On the contrary, he has a very clear understanding of his own strength, and he never belittles or exalts it. Therefore, Qi Feng feels that he deserves the evaluation of "great". , but from Zhan Xingchen's mouth, people still can't help but want to tease him, so he deliberately said: "Tell me."

"They are all very good..." Zhan Xingchen became a little nervous when he heard Qi Feng's question, "Whether it's studying or playing games, there are so many... um, assets, and... "

Qi Feng raised his eyebrows: "Huh?"

Zhan Xingchen blushed and avoided Qi Feng's eyes, "And... he's very handsome..."

Qi Feng was sure that he hadn't heard a more comforting compliment than this in more than 20 years. He was afraid that the germ of uneasiness in his heart would break out again after hearing it, so he imitated Zhan Xingchen's appearance and exchanged it bluntly. Talking about the topic just now, he casually said, "Well... what about you, do you need to go home?"

Zhan Xingchen's face froze, Qi Feng mistakenly thought that Zhan Xingchen misunderstood his own words again, and said tirelessly: "If you want to go home, I will visit you usually, and come to live here again when I have time."

"No need..." Zhan Xingchen didn't say it on purpose, but it's a bit embarrassing to bring up this matter suddenly, "My mother lives with my stepfather and his stepfather's children. I... usually don't go back, only when I have something to do. look."

Qi Feng's brows tightened, Zhan Xingchen said again: "No, it's not that kind, no one squeezes me out, it's just that I'm not used to it, so I live alone..."

Qi Feng suddenly missed a beat in his heart, his expression froze, and he immediately returned to normal, asking: "Is it because it's inconvenient to go back to rent a house?"

"No, no, it's just that I occasionally...I..." Zhan Xingchen hesitated for a while, but the moment he met Qi Feng's gaze, he suddenly felt wronged.

He was also tired, and Zhan Xingchen suddenly didn't want to say what he said to Zhan's mother countless times, such as "I just want to be independent", "It's not because of you, I'm more used to living by myself", "it's close to the school and it's convenient". Besides, looking into Qi Feng's eyes, Zhan Xingchen's eyes softened, and said: "Actually, I don't want to go back."

"They really didn't treat me badly, but I'm still...not used to it." Zhan Xingchen smiled self-deprecatingly, "My personality...you know, it's rather strange..."

"Strange?" Qi Feng smiled and shook his head, "Is it weirder than my memory loss after stress disorder, or is it weirder than Lin Chuxue and my brother's three years of being together and not refusing to kiss?"

Zhan Xingchen was taken aback for a moment, and his thoughts were instantly drawn by Qi Feng: "How could that be! Sister Chuxue, she..."

"No, she doesn't have any psychological barriers, it's just that she doesn't want to." Qi Feng shrugged, "It's like not being willing to cook for my brother, not willing to study, not willing to be a good boy that others say is neither humble nor overbearing."

That's also... how can I not kiss for three years...

Zhan Xingchen blushed unconsciously after thinking about it, it was obviously something that he had experienced and couldn't control himself...

"What about you." Qi Feng was sitting half on the sofa, while Zhan Xingchen was sitting sideways with his back straight. Qi Feng deliberately paused before continuing to ask, "Do you like to kiss me?"

"The last time I saw your state was a bit uncomfortable, if you can't accept it for the time being, you can tell me."

"No…"

"Yes, I can accept it."

Zhan Xingchen never hides his thoughts when facing Qi Feng, he is also shy, but the emotion of "I'm afraid Qi Feng doesn't know how much I like him" is far greater than shyness.

This time, Zhan Xingchen did not disappoint Qi Feng, even though his cheeks were already burning hot, he still bit the bullet and finished the sentence, "I just... like it."

Twenty minutes later, Qi Feng had already started to hang clothes in the closet for Zhan Xingchen, and Zhan Xingchen was still blushing on the sofa in a daze.

Qi Feng just now... bit his own lip...

"Stars."

When Zhan Xingchen heard Qi Feng calling him, he quickly shook his head and ran from the living room to the cloakroom, only to see the things in Qi Feng's hand, and his expression changed instantly.

How could that be in Qi Feng's hands!

Looking at Zhan Xingchen's expression, Qi Feng confirmed that his guess was correct, then looked again at the exquisitely packaged gift box in his hand, and said with a smile, "Are you going to give it to me?"

Zhan Xingchen looked at the things in Qi Feng's hands regretfully, why did he hide the gift in his coat pocket!

Seeing that Zhan Xingchen didn't speak, Qi Feng was slightly taken aback: "It's not for me? It's okay, I didn't take it apart, you..."

"Yes... yes." Zhan Xingchen answered quickly, "It's for you..."

Qi Feng regained his composure in an instant, "Did I realize it was too early? It's okay, I don't need to dismantle it for now."

"No, it's just... you gave me so much last time..." Zhan Xingchen rubbed his fingers, not knowing how to explain the fact that he bought a gift and was always embarrassed to give it away, so he said directly, "Take it apart..."

Qi Feng didn't bother to twitch, Zhan Xingchen gave it to him, even if it contained a garlic sprout, he probably would like it.

Can…

Qi Feng looked at the things in the packing box, and couldn't control his expression for a while, Zhan Xingchen looked at Qi Feng awkwardly, and said cautiously: "What, what's the matter, don't you like it..."

"I see that you like to wear a watch, that's why..." Zhan Xingchen hurriedly said, "No, it's okay, you don't have to wear it if you don't like it..."

Seeing that Qi Feng was still silent, Zhan Xingchen suddenly realized something, could it be that the watch on Qi Feng's wrist was really given by one of his predecessors?Could it be... Does Qi Feng still miss someone?

"When did you buy it?" Qi Feng suddenly raised his head and asked.

"That's...after we're officially together..." Zhan Xingchen was so embarrassed, he wanted to reach out to get the watch back, but he didn't dare to do so, so he could only look at Qi Feng in embarrassment.

Qi Feng paused for a long time, then smiled helplessly, and under Zhan Xingchen's gaze, he took off the five-year-old watch on his wrist, slowly took out the watch from the packing box, put it on his wrist, and then snapped it on. Clasp.

Zhan Xingchen saw that the watch he had carefully selected for a long time was now on Qi Feng's wrist, and suddenly became happy again—it was so beautiful, as expected, Qi Feng looked good on everything he wore.

"Let's tidy up later." Qi Feng carefully put away the watch he took off, and said, "Let's start the live broadcast later."

"Ah." Qi Feng really hasn't broadcast much in the past few days. It stands to reason that there are many people watching the live broadcast during the holidays, so the duration of the live broadcast should be increased appropriately, but Qi Feng was delayed in order to accompany him. Zhan Xingchen hurriedly said, "You Go ahead, I'll fix it."

Of course, Qi Feng didn't mean to make Zhan Xingchen busy himself. After being dragged into the study, Zhan Xingchen was startled when he saw Qi Feng suddenly turn on the camera. He gestured to Qi Feng where he was, and pointed at the camera in panic.

Qi Feng smiled reassuringly, got up and left the seat, pulled Zhan Xingchen back to sit beside him, then whispered in Zhan Xingchen's ear: "Hey, stay with me."

Qi Feng's camera was turned on, but only Qi Feng's hands and cell phone were photographed, and the background was Qi Feng's extremely clean desktop.

This is the third time that Qi Feng's live broadcast room has been blown up. The first time was when he had just entered the platform. The second time was when Fei Yang blatantly added his friends and invited him to fight during his live broadcast. This was the third time for seven reasons. God turned on the camera.

【Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh! ! ! 】

[Husband, please increase the camera angle by [-] degrees! 】

[It turns out that the hands of the Seven Gods are so long... they are too damn good-looking! 】

[I figured out the reason why I can't be the king, because the hands are different. 】

The rhythm of the live broadcast room quickly changed from "Seven Gods actually turned on the camera" to "Seven Gods have grown a pair of hands that both people and gods are angry with". He was attracted by Qi Feng's long and well-articulated fingers.

It's really pretty.

[Has Heizi seen clearly?Let me see who dares to say that I, the Seven Gods, are substitute fighters! ! 】

[Ahhh, I want to marry the hand of the Seven Gods!No no, the index finger is fine too! 】

[One index finger can?How to add index finger plus middle finger plus ring finger! 】

Qi Feng frowned slightly, this direction... Looking at Zhan Xingchen again, he shyly looked away.

"Ahem." Qi Feng cleared his throat, "Good evening everyone."

【Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!It's him!is my man! 】

[This voice and this hand, I died on the spot. 】

[Don't you guys pay attention to why the Seven Gods suddenly turned on the camera?Have you been threatened by the platform?It doesn't matter Seven Gods, what we like is your technique, not your appearance. 】

"Threat?" Qi Feng suddenly smiled when he saw this barrage, "Fan, your question is very good, about why I opened the camera..."

Qi Feng deliberately rolled up his sleeves by three centimeters while talking, and then said slowly, "Did you see this watch?"