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Song Ziqi's mind went blank for an instant, and when he was in a daze, Liang Boya had already washed his hands, wiped his shoulders and went out.

Only Song Ziqi was left standing in the toilet blankly, until someone walked into the toilet, he suddenly came back to his senses, lowered his head and hurriedly left the toilet.

Song Ziqi didn't dare to go back to the box right away, he stood in the corridor, blowing the cold wind for a while, until his confused mind cleared up a bit, then he mustered up the courage to push open the door of the box.

Song Ziqi was overwhelmed by the noise in the box, he pursed his lips, and walked into the box with difficulty.

Soy Sauce Watermelon, the Maiba, is still occupying the microphone and howling like ghosts and wolves. Someone next to him wants to grab the microphone but can't get him, so he has no choice but to cover his ears and try to stop the magic sound from entering his ears, but Song Ziqi seems to have heard nothing. The face returned to his position in a daze.

The table was full of cans of beer at some point, but most of the people didn't pay attention to eating and drinking. Song Ziqi was in a low mood, just in time to see the beer on the table, so he opened a can of beer and drank silently.

The watermelon in soy sauce cried and wailed for a long time, and finally someone took the microphone away. Although he was very unwilling, he could only sit back on the sofa with a disappointed face. He turned his head and found that there were several empty beer cans piled up in front of Song Ziqi. Suddenly startled: "Situ, why did you drink so much? Stop drinking, or you will get drunk if you drink any more."

Song Ziqi shook his head, smiled lightly, and shook the half bottle of liquid in the beer can: "I won't get drunk, I can drink very well."

Soy Sauce Watermelon looked skeptical, but he looked at Song Ziqi's face and found that Song Ziqi's face was normal, and there seemed to be nothing wrong with it, and there was no sign of drunkenness, so he turned around and chatted with the person next to him.

Song Ziqi was lazily sitting on the sofa. He looked at the watermelon in soy sauce who was chatting vigorously with his sister, and then at Liang Boya who was sitting in the corner. He silently raised the beer in his hand and took a big sip.

While drinking beer silently, he watched the watermelon with soy sauce chatting with the girl. While drinking, he became a little dazed. Although his brain was still barely awake, his eyes were a little blurred.

The atmosphere in the box was getting more and more exciting, and even a few up singers jumped up while singing. The scene was full of ghosts crying and wolves howling, and a group of demons danced wildly. At this moment, Soy Sauce Watermelon suddenly looked in Song Ziqi's direction and winked and said, "Situ, aren't you Are you good at pole dancing? Come and let me know~"

Song Ziqi, who was burying his head in his drink, paused, raised his head to look at the watermelon in soy sauce, then tilted his head and smiled: "...Okay."

If he was sober, it would be impossible for Song Ziqi to let go of so many people, but now he drank a lot of wine and his consciousness was a little trance, so he nodded and agreed.

He put down the empty beer can in his hand, stood up slowly, walked to the group of dancing people, and twisted around the microphone stand.

If any of the people on the scene danced the pole dance, it would definitely have a ghost effect. However, Song Ziqi is fair, beautiful, and has a good temperament. Even if he wears big pants and dances in the square dance, he has a special temperament, let alone a pole dance.

The neckline of the white shirt on Song Ziqi's upper body was slightly opened, revealing a section of white skin and collarbone. As he twisted his waist, the thin material outlined a slender waistline, and his legs wrapped under casual pants were slender. Well-proportioned, even if he just twisted a few times out of order, he still firmly attracted the attention of many people in the box.

After twisting for a while, Song Ziqi suddenly felt a little thirsty, so he turned around and went back to drink beer.

After drinking a few more cans of beer, Song Ziqi leaned on the sofa, closed his eyes, and fell asleep with his head tilted.

After that, who sang what song, who did what, he didn't know anything.

Song Ziqi didn't open his eyes until he was woken up by the watermelon in soy sauce. He rubbed his eyes and looked around, only to find that the people had already left in a hurry, only the watermelon in soy sauce and mustard mango were left Still surrounded him trying to wake him up.

Seeing that Song Ziqi had finally woken up, Soy Sauce Watermelon stretched out his hand and slapped Song Ziqi's forehead: "There are so many goddesses here! You fell asleep! Can you still be promising?"

Song Ziqi blinked: "...I fell asleep?"

Soy Sauce Watermelon rolled his eyes: "Nonsense, don't tell me you haven't woken up yet? Shall I give you a slap to wake you up?"

Song Ziqi finally came to his senses, he drank a little wine during the face-to-face meeting, and then fell asleep...he silently got up.

"The others are leaving first, and we are the only ones left," Soy Sauce Watermelon took out his phone and checked the time, "It's getting late, we should go... I feel a little hungry, otherwise let's have a late-night snack ?”

How could Song Ziqi be in the mood to eat late at night, he shook his head: "You go, I'm going back to the hotel."

So watermelon with soy sauce and mango with wasabi went for supper, and Song Ziqi went back to the hotel alone.

In the dead of night, Song Ziqi was walking alone on the road, several couples passed by him, Song Ziqi was silently abused face after face...

He just wants to eat dog food quietly for a while!

After returning to the hotel, Song Ziqi stood at the door of his room, about to take out his room card to open the door, but his hand shook, and the room card fell to the ground.

After bending down to pick up the room card, Song Ziqi looked up at the opposite room.

... I wonder if Liang Boya is back?

If it was normal, Song Ziqi definitely wouldn't have the guts to knock on the male god's door, but tonight he drank a lot of wine, and when he got drunk, his courage also came up.

Song Ziqi licked his dry lips, boldly walked to the opposite room, and knocked on the door.

After knocking a few times, the door finally opened.

Liang Boya was standing at the door, seeing him, she said lightly, "What's the matter?"

Song Ziqi raised his head and mustered up his courage to meet Liang Boya's gaze: "God, I have really liked you for a long time, can you listen to my explanation? I didn't intend to lie to you, let alone your feelings..."

He explained in a small trembling voice, and then looked at Liang Boya anxiously.

Liang Boya lowered his eyes halfway, and said lightly: "And then?"

"And... I'm sorry!"

Song Ziqi bent down deeply and bowed: "I'm really sorry!"

Liang Boya looked down at Song Ziqi's hair twirling above his head, gave a faint oh, and then stretched out his hand to close the door.

Song Ziqi looked up and saw that Liang Boya was about to close the door, so he rushed forward, put one hand against the door, and the other held the doorknob: "Yes, I'm sorry, I was wrong, I was wrong, I was wrong..."

Liang Boya continued to close the door, but Song Ziqi rushed forward to block the door, looking at Liang Boya eagerly: "God, forgive me, I'm sorry..."

Liang Boya looked down at Song Ziqi's stupid face for a long while before slowly saying, "Let go."

Song Ziqi gritted his teeth, and said two words loudly: "Don't let go!"

Liang Boya: "..."

Song Ziqi looked at Liang Boya's cold eyebrows and slightly pursed lips, his heart suddenly became hot, and a certain bold idea swayed in his heart, and gradually swelled up.

A little impulsive and drunk, Song Ziqi's brain became hot, and he rushed towards Liang Boya. Liang Boya paused, subconsciously took a step back, and Song Ziqi took the opportunity to squeeze into Liang Boya's room.

Liang Boya frowned, but before he could open his mouth to drive people away, Song Ziqi had already boldly rushed to Liang Boya with his drunkenness, and stretched out his hand to press Liang Boya against the wall.

Liang Boya paused, but before he could react, Song Ziqi had already moved up and kissed Liang Boya like a tiger descending the mountain.

Then, in the middle of the red heart, he knocked his teeth.

Song Ziqi groaned, reached out to cover his knocked teeth, and looked at Liang Boya with teary eyes.

Liang Boya lowered his eyes halfway, and wiped the corners of his lips with the back of his hand: "...get lost."

Song Ziqi was instantly pierced by the word Liang Boya, he looked at Liang Boya firmly, leaned forward stubbornly again, Liang Boya turned his face sideways, and Song Ziqi kissed the corner of Liang Boya's lips again.

Trembling slightly, Song Ziqi kissed the corner of Liang Boya's lips. Before Liang Boya could move, he boldly approached Liang Boya's face and kissed him.

There was a dead silence in the room for a moment, until the door was blown shut with a bang.

Song Ziqi tentatively stuck out the tip of his tongue, trying to pry Liang Boya's teeth open, Liang Boya finally reacted, clenched his teeth and wanted to push Song Ziqi away, but Song Ziqi suddenly bit Liang Boya's lip hard, taking advantage of Liang Boya's pain , entered the customs in one fell swoop, and probed into Liang Boya's mouth.

Liang Boya froze all of a sudden, Song Ziqi closed his eyes, hooking Liang Boya's tongue with the tip of his tongue.

Rolling and lingering, saliva blending.

At this moment, Song Ziqi silently thought, his life was worth it...

The tip of the nose is Liang Boya's warm breath, the tip of the tongue is the warmth and softness of Liang Boya's mouth, and the chest tightly pressed against Liang Boya can feel the other's violent heartbeat. Song Ziqi thought, at this moment, Liang Boya should also feel his pleasure. The sound of a heartbeat jumping out of the chest.

Song Ziqi was stunned for a moment, Liang Boya's heartbeat...why was it beating so fast?

Could it be that……

Isn't Liang Boya totally indifferent to him?

At this moment, Song Ziqi suddenly felt a pain in the tip of his tongue, he let out a cry, let go of his mouth, raised his head and looked at Liang Boya with red eyes.

Liang Boya's ears were slightly red and his breathing was short of breath. He fixedly looked at Song Ziqi with a somewhat embarrassed look on his face.

Song Ziqi gasped for breath, leaned over again, and kissed again.

Song Ziqi tentatively hooked the tip of Liang Boya's tongue, youthfully trying to arouse Liang Boya's response. After a long while, Liang Boya hooked Song Ziqi's tongue with the tip of his tongue hesitantly.

Song Ziqi's heart was beating wildly...

... The male god responded?

The next moment, Liang Boya turned his back on the guest, pried open Song Ziqi's teeth, and stuck the tip of his tongue into Song Ziqi's mouth.

Song Ziqi was completely dazed, and he didn't come back to his senses for a while.

Not only did Liang Boya respond, but he was even more presumptuous than Song Ziqi just now. The kiss became deeper and more intense, as if something that had been suppressed for a long time was finally released. In an instant, it was like the Yellow River bursting its embankment, the dam collapsed, and the sky and the earth fell apart.

When Song Ziqi was pressed on the bed by Liang Boya sucking and licking kisses, his mind went blank, the amount of information was too much, the cpu couldn't turn at all, and crashed with a bang.

From the perspective of Song Ziqi lying on the bed and looking up, Liang Boya's eyelids are slightly lowered, his eyes are as black as ink, his breathing is a little rapid, not only the tip of his tongue is stirring wantonly in his mouth, but also a hand restlessly resting on his back Caressing everywhere.

Through a thin layer of white shirt, Song Ziqi could feel the warmth of Liang Boya's palm. The warm temperature caused trembling deep in his heart, making his scalp numb.

From the beginning until now, Song Ziqi still couldn't react.

...Why did it become like this?

How did it become like this?

His brain was in chaos, he couldn't think of anything, and he didn't want to think about anything, he only felt the warm tip of his tongue in his mouth and the caress on his back.

Although he couldn't see it, Song Ziqi could imagine Liang Boya's hand stroking his back, with well-defined joints and slender fingers...

Liang Boya hesitated for a moment, then his hand gradually moved down, along Song Ziqi's back, and touched Song Ziqi's waist. His waist continued to go down, and he touched Song Ziqi's buttocks.

Song Ziqi's mind was still blank, and he was a little bit confused.

But Liang Boya's hand continued to go down, and penetrated into the waist of Song Ziqi's trousers, and touched Song Ziqi... There were three pairs of old man's underpants bought for ten yuan at the stall.

Song Ziqi finally came to his senses...

Fuck!He has just made some progress with the male god, and he is about to jump to the last step in an instant? !

Even if this kind of god unfolding plot is put in a novel, people will complain about it!

Just when Liang Boya's hand was about to penetrate the old man Song Ziqi's pants, a cell phone rang suddenly.

In this room that was so silent that only the two of them were breathing rapidly from each other, the phone ringing was so abrupt that the two of them came back to their senses in an instant.

Liang Boya felt as if someone had poured cold water on his head. He was about to slam his hand into Song Ziqi's underpants, and quickly retracted it as if he had been scalded. He raised his head and looked from Song Ziqi Get up.

However, because the two kissed so intensely just now, there was even a trace of saliva when they parted, Song Ziqi was so embarrassed that he wanted to find a crack in the ground and sneak in.

The sudden bell was still ringing, Song Ziqi was a little afraid to look at Liang Boya's expression, he opened his mouth, wanting to say something, but before he could speak, Liang Boya stretched out his hand and pulled him up from the bed .

Song Ziqi was stunned for a moment, but Liang Boya pushed him out of the room before he could react.

"Wait a minute..."

Before Song Ziqi could finish speaking, the door of the room was slammed shut.

Song Ziqi stared at the door for a while, then reached out and touched his nose in embarrassment.

After a while, he said "good night" softly to the door, then turned around and hurried back to his room in a embarrassed posture.

As soon as he returned to his room, Song Ziqi couldn't wait to run into the bathroom, and then put his hand into his shorts to solve the problem.

There is no way, Liang Boya kissed so passionately just now that he even reacted...

Recalling the kiss just now, Song Ziqi blushed instantly, and even breathed more quickly.

He closed his eyes, recalling Liang Boya's expression just now, while doing health care for himself.

I don't know how long it took, and Song Ziqi finally finished his work. While washing his hands, he raised his eyes to look at himself in the mirror with a flushed face. While his face was blushing and his heart was beating, he suddenly remembered something——

...Wait, the male god seems to have reacted just now, right?

When he was pressed on the bed and kissed by the male god just now, he seemed to feel something hard and hot... well, there was something big against him through his pants.

Song Ziqi stared blankly at himself in the mirror, and suddenly smiled foolishly.

Does this mean—

The male god...doesn't he really have no feelings for him?