Husband's Fingertips

Qiu Jiyan's room card made a "ding" sound on the honeymoon suite, and the door opened.

He walked in with two big strides, pushed the suitcase in his hand to the side, and turned around abruptly.

Xia Wangchuan in front of him was turning around and locking the door behind him, Qiu Jiyan narrowed his eyes, and before he could turn around, the whole person had already rushed over from behind.

"The spring night is bitter and the days are high. Since then, the king will not go to court early. It seems that the physical fitness of the ancient king and the modern president is really far behind!"

On the big bed in the hotel early in the morning, when Xia Wangchuan thought of Bai Juyi's poem, he couldn't help feeling deeply in his heart.

The reason why he expresses such emotion is that the spring night is also short, but President Qiu, who only slept for about two or three hours, still got up early according to his biological clock, wore a sports vest and shorts, and went outside. Morning run.

Thinking of the man with two long legs sweating profusely on the tree-lined road at this moment, Xia Wangchuan stretched his sore waist and sighed softly.

It is also a man under 30 years old, but he is only two years older than him, how can there be such a big gap in physical fitness?

That's right, from the moment he opened his eyes this morning, Xia Wangchuan had a deep understanding of the connotation of the four Chinese characters "excessive indulgence".

From the eyelids that took a lot of effort to barely open, to the waist that seemed to be broken and then connected again, to the legs that seemed to be unable to close together, Xia Wangchuan felt that after last night, he just sent himself to the In the interrogation room of the enemy before liberation, I have been able to be righteous and have no hesitation.

Because in his opinion, his little husband, Comrade Qiu Jiyan, the little brat that Mu Lin talked about, performed no worse than those reactionaries last night.

Of course, the reactionaries force you to open your mouth with various tortures such as tiger stools, hot pepper water, and hot irons, while President Qiu uses floor-to-ceiling windows, sofa chairs, shower rooms, and various positions to make you surrender.

Shenzhen is indeed a city that Xia Wangchuan yearned for very much, and now he will miss it very much after leaving.

Because of this night in Shenzhen, he and he finally called the clouds and rain, and the spring breeze passed Yumen Pass several times.

The door opened, Xia Wangchuan closed his eyes a little embarrassedly, pretending to be still asleep.

How crazy he was last night, how shy he is now.

He felt that tall figure slowly approaching the big bed where he was.

Probably because he was afraid of waking himself who seemed to be still asleep, the man's steps were very light.

Presumably it was because he had just finished his run. The man's body carried the heat of a young man after exercising and a faint smell of sweat. Not only did the smell not make Xia Wangchuan feel bad, but it also had an indescribable sense of temptation, which made Xia Wangchuan feel uncomfortable. He almost wanted to get out of the state of pretending to be asleep, throw himself into the arms of this man, and suck his body full of male hormones.

The bed suddenly trembled slightly. Although Xia Wangchuan didn't open his eyes, he knew that it was Qiu Jiyan sitting beside the bed.

After a while, he felt a hand gently land on his forehead, and little by little, he lifted up the messy hair on his forehead.

He must be looking at his own face.

Xia Wangchuan tried his best to keep his breathing steady, and suddenly he had a feeling in his heart that Qiu Jiyan would lower his head and kiss his forehead lightly, and then maybe, he would... kiss his lips all the way .

The time seems to have exceeded Xia Wangchuan's expected length, but Qiu Jiyan's lips still haven't been printed.

He hesitated in his heart, and was about to secretly open his eyes to see what Qiu Jiyan was doing, but there was a rustling sound in his ears, which sounded like the sound of shaking clothes.

Xia Wangchuan didn't react for a while, but suddenly felt that the thin blanket covering his body was gently lifted, and a trace of cool air came in through the gap, making his smooth skin shudder.

Then, a solid man with a faint smell of sweat and body odor got into the thin blanket, and before he had time to utter an exclamation, he firmly suppressed him.

When Qiu Yuebai received a call from He Qi, knowing that the other party wanted to visit Qiu's house, he was at a loss for a while.

If He Qi was not Qiu Jiyan's classmate, and had never been to the Qiu family's door, he would bring him back in the name of a friend, chat with his family, have a light meal, and draw pictures.

But when He Qi told him last time that he was not only Qiu Jiyan's college roommate when he was in the United States, but also once came to Qiu's house as a guest, Qiu Yuebai was really dumbfounded.

Because whether it's me or Qiu Jiyan, the fact that the two of them like men is still a secret in the Qiu family, and at present, it seems that it is not at all enough to come out to the family.

Since He Qi is Jiyan's classmate and has also been to Qiu's house, why did he suddenly become his friend, especially now that Jiyan is not in Beijing, and he visits Qiu's house as his friend, it always makes people feel a bit strange of.

And most importantly, Qiu Yuebai always had a particularly bad premonition these days.

This premonition comes from the pair of phoenix eyes that He Qi always looks at him affectionately every time he meets He Qi.

Those eyes seem to be filled with the spring water of the Peach Blossom Pond, always radiating a wave of passion.

If someone with a heart can see the way he looks at him, he will definitely find the relationship between him and himself.

It doesn't matter if you are outside, if you are at home, you don't need others, just the old lady's old and firm eyes are enough to break through the thin cover between yourself and him.

So Qiu Yuebai hesitated again and again, and told He Qi about the stakes in it, not because he didn't welcome him to come, but because he was really afraid that his identity and his affection for him would be too obvious, so that the family members could see the clues.

Since you said you like me so much and are obsessed with me, then in order to protect me, it's not a big deal not to rush to my door, right?

Unexpectedly, He Qi on the receiver seemed to know his worries and worries a long time ago.

He told Qiu Yuebai tenderly that he didn't have to worry about these things, because he had seriously considered them.

He said that after he went to Qiu's house, of course he would not treat Qiu Yuebai like he did outside, but treat him as an elder, Yan Yan's uncle.

As for the reason why the two of them met, it can be said to be due to Yan Yan. After all, he used to be Qiu Jiyan's roommate, and Qiu Yuebai also lived in that apartment, so the reason why the two of them met can become very simple.

As long as Qiu Jiyan doesn't tell the truth!

Regarding this point, He Qi seemed to have strong self-confidence. He smiled and told Qiu Yuebai, "Don't worry, no matter what we say, Yan Yan will not expose us. I have confidence in him!"

Well, now that we have reached this level, if we persist, it will be as if we really don't welcome him.

Qiu Yuefan participated in a small drinking game after get off work. The drinking game didn't last long. When he returned to Qiu Mansion, it was the stage when the mahjong game was in full swing. Something is wrong.

The old lady and Qiu Suyun sat on the same couch, both with gloomy faces.

His wife, Xiang Hong, was playing with her mobile phone with an expression of suppressing excitement and trying to pretend to be low-key, but her eyes were sweeping back and forth on the faces of the old lady and Qiu Suyun, obviously in a state of watching a good show.

He coughed lightly and walked into the living room.

"Mom, why didn't you play mahjong today, isn't the youngest at home?"

The old lady looked up at him, and managed to force out a sound from her throat, "En."

Seeing her husband coming back, Xiang Hong immediately stood up, took his arm, and winked at him, "Husband, have you eaten? I bought your favorite meat floss cake today. Let's go back to the room and I will accompany you." Eat two yuan, there are guests for dinner today, and I didn't let go, I'm hungry."

When Mrs. Ding and Qiu Suyun heard the word "guest" in her mouth, they subconsciously glanced at each other. The corners of the old lady's mouth moved, but they still didn't speak.

Qiu Yuefan saw the strange expression on the old lady's face. If he was low-key and winking on weekdays, he would take advantage of his wife's words and resign, but today he was a little uncharacteristically, gently removing Xiang Hong and holding his hand. , sat down on the sofa at the other end.

"Is there a visitor at home? Is it a regular visitor?"

He picked up a cherry from the fruit plate on one side, pinched it with two fingers, but did not put it into his mouth.

"Oh, it's Yanyan's college classmate in the United States, what's his name He Qi, he came here once before, and even gave home a massage device."

Seeing that he didn't intend to go back to the room with her, Xiang Hong was a little surprised, so she also sat down.

"Didn't Jiyan go to Shenzhen? Why is his classmate coming to the door when he is not at home?"

Qiu Yuefan was still pinching the bright red cherry, and his eyes occasionally passed over the old lady's face without a trace.

Qiu Suyun on the side heard what he said, snorted, and was about to intervene when she saw Mrs. Ding give her a sideways look, so she stopped.

Xiang Hong said with a smile, "This He Qi is not only Yan Yan's classmate, but also a friend of the youngest of our family. Today, the youngest brought him back. The two seem to have a relationship... well, they have a very good relationship."

Mrs. Ding already had a ghost in her heart, but when she heard the words she meant, her complexion became even worse. She wanted to open her mouth to say something, but she couldn't speak for a while.

Qiu Yuefan looked at Xiang Hong with a look of surprise, "Oh, since he is Yanyan's classmate and the youngest's friend, the relationship is naturally good, but it is unexpected that the youngest can be friends with Yanyan's classmate, Thinking about this He Qi, he must be an outstanding young man."

Qiu Suyun was upset when she heard what the two of them were talking about, but she still didn't hold back at the moment.

"Hmph, what's so outstanding, I think it's almost like a vixen!"

Hearing what my sister-in-law said, Xiang Hong burst out laughing with a "puchi", "I said Suyun, everyone said that I am a straight-talking person, and I just say what I say. I didn't expect you to be straighter than me today. Seriously, that He Qi The first time I met him, he was obviously a pretty normal handsome guy, why did he become so coquettish this time, let alone, your metaphor of a vixen is too apt!"

Qiu Yuefan looked at his sister and then at his wife, and said with a smile, "You two are talking so loudly, but I'm confused. What kind of vixen, isn't He Qi a boy? What's going on?"

Just as Qiu Suyun and Xiang Hong were about to speak, Mrs. Ding stood up, "It's okay, go back to sleep for a beauty sleep, what are you talking about here, you two have nothing to say overnight, you are willing to talk back to your room, I am old , I can’t hear your startled words, what kind of foxes and tigresses are not good things!"

The old lady dropped these words, glared at Qiu Suyun, and walked out of the living room.

Qiu Suyun frowned, thought for a while, and followed her out.

Hearing the word tigress in the old lady's mouth, Xiang Hong's face changed, and just about to get angry, Qiu Yuefan gave her a hand, "Let's go, eat some meat cakes with me, and then tell me what it's like to be a vixen." thing."

It turned out that this afternoon, Qiu Yuebai, who had left early, called outside and told his family that he would bring a friend back and treat him to a light meal.

He also specially told the old lady that this friend is Qiu Jiyan's classmate He Qi, who once visited at home.

Hearing that the old son was going to bring his eldest grandson's classmates back for dinner, Mrs. Ding, who had a good impression of He Qi last time, immediately confessed and asked the kitchen to prepare a decent table of meals.

While watching TV, several women wondered how the youngest and Yan Yan's classmates were also friends. Only Qiu Suyun felt a little upset, but was embarrassed to express it.

Last time, she unilaterally took a fancy to Ke Xin, the daughter He Qi wanted to introduce to her, but she didn't expect to get He Qi from Qiu Jiyan.

Qiu Jiyan's reply made Qiu Suyun feel like a failure, so he didn't tell anyone about his inquiring about He Qi behind his back.

And today, the youngest in the family wanted to bring him back again, especially the old lady who didn't know where she was, and was still making preparations to welcome the guests warmly, so she felt an indescribable awkwardness in her heart.

But what Qiu Suyun didn't expect was that from the moment He Qi followed Qiu Yuebai into Qiu's house, she was no longer the only one who felt awkward.

Today's He Qi seems to be an actor who has just won the title of Best Actor, and when he debuted in the first day of junior high school, he was amazed...well, everyone was stunned.

The first person who was shocked was Qiu Yuebai.

He Qi was so normal along the way, with one eye not flying, lips not curled up, He Qi who looked gentle and refined, why did he seem to be a different person immediately after arriving at Qiu's house.

The phoenix eyes are flying obliquely and shining again, the lips are half pursed, and the voice is full of coquettishness, the key is, looking at my eyes, even a fool can see what is written in it .

Did this person take the wrong medicine, or did he forget to take it?

At the dinner table that night, Aunt Jin and Sister Qing prepared a high-standard dinner for the Qiu family according to the old lady's instructions.

It's a pity that basically how the table was served and how it was served made the two cooking women a little nervous. They didn't know if their dishes were not cooked well, or something happened.

In fact, the food still tastes the same, the key is that the person who eats it can't taste the taste in his mouth.