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Song Ziqi opened the heavy curtain and walked out.

It was the first time he changed into women's clothing in front of an acquaintance, and that person was his sister. Song Ziqi's face was a little hot, and the roots of his ears were slightly red.

But at the same time as he was ashamed, Song Ziqi felt an indescribable sense of satisfaction deep in his heart.

Song Xueying looked at Song Ziqi who was wearing a pink dress, and her eyes widened instantly. The dozen or so members of the Z Drama Club standing behind her were all stunned.

Song Ziqi scratched his face with his fingers: "How is it? Is it ugly? As I said just now, a pure man like me is not suitable for wearing women's clothes at all..."

It wasn't until she heard Song Ziqi's pure male voice that Song Xueying suddenly came back to her senses. She widened her eyes and said with surprise, "How can that be! You are super suitable for wearing women's clothing! You don't feel out of place at all!"

Seeing Song Xueying's excited expression, Song Ziqi couldn't help but the corners of his mouth twitched slightly. Zhong Xingxing smiled at Song Ziqi after being stunned for a moment at first, "It really surprised me, the effect of you wearing women's clothing is better than I imagined. Still perfect..."

"Yes, yes, it's so perfect! It's even more perfect than a real girl!" Song Xueying nodded repeatedly, and pushed Song Ziqi to a fitting mirror in the corner, asking him to look in the mirror, "Just now you When I came out, I almost thought you were dropped by a girl!"

Song Ziqi was pushed in front of the fitting mirror, so he took a look in the mirror. It can be seen that Zhong Xingxing and the others have spent a lot of money for this show. The dresses they rented are very high-quality, and they don't look like cheap ones. , Song Ziqi's skin was originally very fair, but it was even more reddish and white with pink lining, white and tender.

"It's perfect." Song Xueying looked at Song Ziqi in the mirror with an excited face, "...except for her chest being a little flat."

Song Ziqi, who was quite satisfied with his appearance, said, "..."

Song Xueying looked around and found two steamed buns on the table behind her, so she picked them up and tried to stuff them into Song Ziqi's chest. Song Ziqi was startled, and quickly took a step back, avoiding Song Xueying's clutches.

Song Xueying wanted to pounce on Song Ziqi, but Song Ziqi hurriedly hid. After the two of them back and forth and hid for a few times, Song Xueying was finally stopped by Zhong Xingxing.

Zhong Xingxing stopped Song Xueying with her hand, and smiled at Song Ziqi: "By the way, let me introduce the other actors. This is the king, and this is the queen."

Zhong Xingxing pointed to a boy and a girl next to her. Since it was a reverse play, the boy would play the queen and the girl would play the king. I have to say that Zhong Xingxing really has a good eye for picking people. The one who plays the king The girl is well-groomed and her facial features are heroic. I think she can look decent in men's clothes, but her appearance is not too masculine. The boy who plays the queen has a handsome appearance, but she is not too feminine. Instead, she looks sissy.

Although it's a reverse drama, it's not a pure spoof... No wonder Song Xueying said that it was difficult for them to find a suitable actor. If it was just a pure spoof, they could definitely find a real man with eight pack abs to play the princess, like this Wouldn't it have a more spoof comedy effect?

"These three are the Three Fairies." Zhong Xingxing pointed to the boys behind her again. One of the three boys was short and fat, the other was tall and thin, and the other was neither tall nor short nor tall nor fat but had a good-looking appearance. I'm so happy, it seems that these three people should be responsible for teasing.

Spotted by Zhong Xingxing, the three boys greeted Song Ziqi, and the short and fat boy smiled at Song Ziqi: "Brother, it's quite appropriate for you to wear women's clothing. I thought you were a girl!"

Song Ziqi choked on his own saliva: "...Ahem, is it?"

"Hey, to be honest, do you feel tempted when you look at yourself in women's clothing?" The boy smiled and touched his chin.

Song Ziqi: "..."

How is that different from asking him if he will masturbate in front of the mirror? !

Even if you think about it, you know it's impossible!

He doesn't like girls!

Ahem, no, that's not the point.

The point is, how could he be so narcissistic? !

After Zhong Xingxing introduced everyone, she finally introduced herself with a smile: "As for me, I will play the prince."

Song Ziqi nodded silently. Zhong Xingxing has a neutral appearance and heroic eyes. She is a very handsome girl. Even if she wears men's clothing, she probably won't violate harmony at all. She has a strong aura, and she may be able to support that kind of Prince's aura.

Song Ziqi has a good impression of this handsome girl, if there is a kiss scene with such a girl...

etc!Kiss scene? !

There must be no kiss scene, it must be misplaced, eh!

"You don't have to worry about the kissing scene, it's just a misplacement." Zhong Xingxing raised her eyebrows and smiled at Song Ziqi, "By the way, do you have time later? Can you take the time to rehearse? Your role is not important, but you still have to be with Song Ziqi." Let's go through the plot... By the way, this is the script, you should read it first."

Song Ziqi nodded quickly, and took the script: "It's free, okay."

"Then you read the script first, and come to rehearse after reading it."

Song Ziqi picked a corner to read the script. After reading the script for a while, he suddenly remembered that he hadn't taken off his women's clothing.

Looking down at the little pink dress on his body, Song Ziqi was suddenly reluctant to take it off, but thinking that there might be people who knew him around here, and he didn't have any makeup on, it would be bad if he was recognized .

Reluctantly touching the dress on his body, Song Ziqi was about to change it back, but the moment he stood up, he heard Liang Boya's approaching voice from not far away: "...Okay, I see, next week I will go back."

Song Ziqi paused, then looked up in Liang Boya's direction.

Liang Boya was walking towards him while bowing his head to answer the phone.

"...Birthday gift, I see, I will remember to bring you a birthday present, what do you want?"

Liang Boya's voice was very gentle, with a little chuckle.

Even though he knew that it was Ye Zhongya who called Liang Boya, Song Ziqi couldn't help feeling slightly jealous.

"... want me to think for myself? Well, I'll think about it."

Liang Boya hung up the phone with a slight smile. When he looked up, he saw Song Ziqi standing in the corner.

Song Ziqi's pointed chin was exposed under the golden wig. His facial features were not as rough as ordinary boys, but rather delicate and delicate, and his skeleton was not as thick as ordinary boys. His pink body The little dress actually didn't violate the harmony at all on him, on the contrary, it made his lips red and teeth white, fair and tender.

At this moment Song Ziqi raised his head, opened his mouth slightly, and stared blankly at Liang Boya.

Song Ziqi noticed that Liang Boya looked at him with tender eyes for a moment. Although the tenderness was fleeting, Song Ziqi was keenly caught. He found that Liang Boya's eyes seemed to be very gentle when he looked at him in women's clothing.

The moment Liang Boya looked up and saw Song Ziqi, he paused for a moment, then lowered his eyes and put away his phone.

Song Ziqi was stunned for a moment, and a thought suddenly popped up in his mind.

This thought made his heart feel slightly hot and hot, and it also made him want to move.

Seeing Liang Boya turn around and prepare to go back, Song Ziqi suddenly said to him, "Wait a minute, can you... do me a favor?"

Liang Boya paused when he turned around, and he stood still, as if he was waiting for Song Ziqi to continue talking.

Song Ziqi walked towards Liang Boya, two steps away from Liang Boya, and said softly to him, "Could you come with me?"

Liang Boya paused for a moment, as if hesitating, Song Ziqi had already walked in front of him, raised his head and stared at him with small, sparkling eyes.

Song Ziqi blinked at Liang Boya, showing off his cuteness maliciously.

Liang Boya hesitated for a moment, then was dragged by Song Ziqi to the backstage.

There is a warehouse room deep in the backstage where props are temporarily stored. Because everyone is rehearsing now, no one comes to this room as a warehouse. Song Ziqi pulled Liang Boya all the way into that room.

...then silently locked the door.

Liang Boya lowered his eyes and looked at Song Ziqi from the corner of his eye: "What's the matter?"

Song Ziqi raised his head and looked at Liang Boya eagerly: "God, I found something."

Liang Boya paused for a moment: "...what?"

Song Ziqi looked at Liang Boya and blinked: "God, I found that you seem to be very gentle to me who is dressed as a woman..."

Liang Boya lowered his eyes and remained silent for a while.

Song Ziqi stretched out both hands, and put his palms against Liang Boya's face, forcing him to raise his head and look at him: "Do you still like...'Song Qi'?"

Liang Boya raised his eyes to look at Song Ziqi, his eyes were deep and dark, and his tone was slightly ironic: "...there is no 'Song Qi' at all."

Song Ziqi lowered his head, and his tone suddenly dropped: "Yes, there is no 'Song Qi' in this world...only Song Ziqi."

Liang Boya looked at the golden wig on Song Ziqi's head, frowned, and then said lightly, "Is there anything else? I'll go out if I have nothing to do..."

The thought in Song Ziqi's mind gradually became hot. He suddenly raised his head and looked at Liang Boya: "But 'Song Qi' is Song Ziqi, and Song Ziqi is 'Song Qi'...We are one person, we are the same person."

Liang Boya looked at him indifferently, pursed her lips slightly, and did not speak.

Song Ziqi looked at Liang Boya eagerly: "You can like 'Song Qi', why can't you like me?"

Liang Boya pursed her lips, and said lightly: "...you are different."

Song Ziqi's eyes widened: "No, we are not different, we are obviously the same person!"

Liang Boya shook his head, and was about to say something, but Song Ziqi who suddenly jumped up grabbed his chin and kissed him.

Song Ziqi grabbed Liang Boya's chin and kissed it. Just like the previous few times, he jerky tried to pry open Liang Boya's jaw, jerky inserted the tip of his tongue into Liang Boya's mouth, jerky tried to arouse Liang Boya's tongue tip to share with him. dance.

After struggling hesitantly, Liang Boya gradually lowered his eyes, as if accepting Song Ziqi's jerky kissing skills.

This time, no one else disturbed me.

After struggling hesitantly at the beginning, Liang Boya gradually sank into confusion in the intertwined sniffs, gradually turned passive into active, hooking Song Ziqi's tongue into Song Ziqi's mouth, absorbing the warmth and warmth in Song Ziqi's mouth breath.

Song Ziqi gradually lost his mind, he only knew that the person in front of him was Liang Boya, who was delivering wine in white clothes, and was his male god.

As the two breathed together, Song Ziqi gradually responded.

He was shamefully hard.

After a few minutes, Liang Boya gradually let go of Song Ziqi's lips, lowered his eyes and gasped for breath, his ears were slightly red, completely different from his usual calm and self-possessed appearance.

Song Ziqi was also flushed, his fair face was flushed, his eyes were moist, and his breathing was very rapid.

When Liang Boya gradually calmed down his breathing, Song Ziqi looked down. He had already reacted, but was covered by the puffed hem of the dress.

However, the slacks that Liang Boya was wearing were thin and see-through, which exposed all his reactions.

Liang Boya noticed Song Ziqi's gaze, paused slightly, his ears turned red, and tried to hide his reaction in embarrassment.

Song Ziqi swallowed, raised his head to look at Liang Boya, and said in a word: "...But, you can regard me as 'Song Qi'."

"If you must have an excuse..."

Song Ziqi said softly, and slowly put his hands on Liang Boya's bulging trousers.

Liang Boya froze, and immediately wanted to reach out to stop Song Ziqi's movement, but Song Ziqi's next movement dispelled all the strength in his body.

Song Ziqi gently stroked through the thin layer of cloth.

"I know you don't like men. You have been resisting in your heart, resisting liking a man." Song Ziqi raised his head and looked into Liang Boya's eyes, "...if you must find an excuse for yourself, then I'll give you an excuse."

"You can regard me as 'Song Qi', you can regard me as a woman... Anyway, I am wearing a skirt, you can convince yourself that the one standing in front of you is a woman."

Song Ziqi looked into Liang Boya's eyes regularly, he knew that Liang Boya had actually started to waver, but for a straight man who has lived for more than 20 years and has always firmly believed that he doesn't like men, this concept can't be changed overnight Yes, so, he needs to give Liang Boya a step down.

At the same time, he also needs to give himself a step up.

In this small space, the temperature gradually increased.

Song Ziqi could feel Liang Boya's scorching breath on his face, and he was already a little unsteady: "...If it still doesn't work...just close your eyes..."

Liang Boya's long eyelashes trembled slightly, and his breathing gradually became rapid. Song Ziqi's hand had already been inserted into his pants...

The voices of other rehearsal students chatting and laughing came from outside the door, and the sense of crisis that they were always worried about being discovered by others made the two of them even more excited and excited.

After an unknown amount of time, Song Ziqi felt a warmth in his palm.

Liang Boya's eyelashes fluttered wildly, her breathing became short of breath, and her fair neck was flushed.

After a while, Liang Boya lowered his eyes and said softly, "...I'm sorry."

Song Ziqi chuckled, "Why do you say sorry?"

He raised his head to look at Liang Boya, and said seriously: "God, I like you, so I want to help you do these things."

Liang Boya lowered his eyes to look at Song Ziqi with deep and dark eyes. After a while, he lowered his head and gently kissed Song Ziqi's mouth.

That kiss was as soft as a feather. Although it was about to leave, it made Song Ziqi's heart beat instantly faster.

Whether it was the corner of the mouth touched by Liang Boya, or the heart in the chest, they were all slightly hot.

Song Ziqi was stunned for a moment, then smiled and said, "Male god, if you're like this... I might misunderstand."

Liang Boya looked at Song Ziqi with deep eyes, and said in a soft and deep voice, "Then you must have misunderstood."