[Rebirth] You won't die if you don't do it

Miaodi and his brother shot a cute baby milk commercial.

Going home at night, lying on the bed, Yi Xiaochen said: "Brother, who is that woman?"

"Film director." Brother said.

"Oh." Yi Xiaochen was still a little worried, "Then there won't be many such people in the future, right?"

"Why." My brother smiled, "You don't want my brother to find a woman?"

"I don't want a sister-in-law!" Yi Xiaochen said firmly.

The elder brother lowered his head and pressed a kiss on the younger brother's heart, "If you don't want it, my elder brother won't look for it."

PART2 Birthday (24-year-old episode)

The living room is filled with bleak piano music, accompanied by the melodious double bass.

On the screen, a man is lying on his side on the deck, his skin is bronzed by the wind and sun, the stubble on his chin is clear and vicissitudes, his hair is messy and pressed under the sailor cap, the whites of his eyes are bloodshot, lifeless, black and gloomy. There was a bright light in his eyes.

A hoarse voice full of nostalgia sounded calmly.

"These are my last years."

"I've been, have been waiting for that person to come back."

"Wow, brother is so cool!" Mianmian stared at the TV without blinking, and shouted while holding the remote control.

"Hey, didn't I tell you to change the channel?" Yi Chen walked over from the kitchen, grabbed the remote control, and changed the channel.

"Why, how cool!" The little girl snatched the remote control back into her hand, "It's as handsome as Yang Weiyang!"

Mianmian is very obsessed with idol dramas recently, especially the rich second-generation male protagonist with a domineering, handsome and cool style. "Love Turned" starring Yang Weiyang is currently on the air in prime time, and the little girl watches TV every day. They all refused to jump off the stage.

"Sell you to him as a child bride." Yi Chen stretched out his hand and pinched the little girl's face, threatening, "I heard that he likes to marry little girls, and he will eat one of them, and all the bones will be locked in the hut in the basement."

Mianmian shuddered, and immediately said: "No, actually I think Uncle Luo is more handsome."

"You, Uncle Luo, don't want the two of us anymore." Yi Chen sat down next to Mianmian, staring at the TV with his chin stuck, "I went to the United States on a business trip for three days, and I didn't even make a phone call."

Mianmian blinked her eyes, put her hands on the sofa and got off the ground, ran to the TV table, took down the big brother on the stage, and put it in Yi Chen's hands, "You beat Uncle Luo."

Yi Chen glanced at the phone, and the calendar on the screen read April [-]st brightly, "If you don't call, you won't be able to call back."

The two brothers and sisters sat on the sofa watching the rerun of last night’s idol drama, until the hero and heroine died in love again hoarsely, Mianmian cried enough, and then changed the channel contentedly with a small face , I started watching "Detective Conan" on the Children's Channel.

The bloody murder scene lasted until night, when suddenly, the sound of a car's engine was faintly heard outside.The sound came from far to near, and Yi Chen jumped up from the sofa all at once, and rushed to the door in three steps at a time.Unscrewing the handle, just about to open the door, suddenly stopped.

calm down.Yi Chen took half a step back and grabbed his hair.According to the "Skills of Attracting a Wife After Marriage" taught by Yan Yi two days ago, the first thing is to learn to be indifferent, neither hot nor cold, and not to take the initiative if you can. When you have to take the initiative, you should consider taking the initiative, so as to prevent The other party is emotionally tired and physically bored, which eventually leads to the loss of enthusiasm.

Yi Chen adjusted his expression, trying to look normal and indifferent, and then opened the door.

"Hey." An unexpected voice came from above his head, "You are so proactive, the door opened before you even knocked."

Yang Weiyang was dressed stylishly and stood at the door, behind him stood Ye Li whose face was half covered by the collar of the windbreaker.

"..." Yi Chen said, "Why are you two here?"

"Not welcome?" Yang Weiyang leaned against the door frame, "It is said that there is a serious leak of confidentiality in overseas companies, and Mr. Luo rushed to deal with it overnight. I can see that you have to stay alone tonight. We are here to be with you for a year. On the most important day, it is a timely help."

Yi Chen spat out two words mercilessly: "... fuck off."

The two changed their shoes and walked into the living room, and put the huge cake on the dining table in the living room.When Mianmian on the sofa saw Yang Weiyang, she was shocked, and immediately abandoned the critical moment of the murder case, jumped up, her eyes sparkled: "Ah! Yang Weiyang!"

"It turned out to be Yang Weiyang himself!" The little girl was very excited, she didn't remember seeing this person in the orphanage a year ago at all, she rummaged through the living room, but couldn't find the paper, she tore off the sofa cover, and held it up to Yang Weiyang's eyes: " Sign me up!"

Yang Weiyang stroked his chin playfully, "Oh, Boss Luo's family still has my little fans."

Taking the pen from Ye Li, Yang Weiyang twirled the pen in his hand without taking out the cap. He smiled meaningfully and said to the little girl, "It's fine to sign, but you have to answer my question first. Do you like Best Actor Luo the most, or me?"

The little girl was obviously stunned.The question stumped her, involuntarily.Theoretically, the answer must be Uncle Luo, who cooks for her and her brother every day, who is majestic and gentle, but the little girl is very entangled with the coveted idol autograph in front of her eyes.

The little girl pursed her lips and thought hard for a long time, and then came up with a compromise answer: "I like brother the most."

"Sure enough, it's not in vain." Yi Chen raised his head from the cake, and said with satisfaction, his mouth full of cream.

"Didn't you get your certificates? President Luo won't come back to accompany you on your birthday?" Yang Weiyang removed the paper crown around the cake, placed it on the table in a circle, and raised his eyebrows.

"He has something to do." Yi Chen said, his eyes were still looking at the phone, the screen was as dark as ever.

Suddenly, the doorbell rang again, the door opened, and Yan Yi walked in holding a beautifully packaged cardboard box.

"Happy birthday, little brother Yi Chen." Yan Yi just came over from the set, her hair was still the hairstyle of a Mongolian princess, and she stuffed the gift box into Yi Chen's arms, "It's for you."

Yi Chen glanced at the thin braid hanging down the side of Yan Yi's face, and couldn't help but said, "Is "Yi Tian Tu Long Ji" still a remake?"

"That's right." Yan Yi said, his eyes flickered slightly, "It is said that the director intends to change the plot, but in fact, I still look forward to seeing Zhang Wuji and Cheng Kun together."

"..." Yi Chen decided to change the subject, "How do you know that my birthday is today?"

"Xiao Cao posted a Weibo." Yan Yi dutifully took out her phone and opened Weibo.

Yi Chen had an ominous premonition and took it.

Cao Xiaocao: #暴走笔记# What should I do if my husband is not at home!

The first frame: Wang Nima is lying on the table weakly.

Birthday, husband not at home, empty and lonely...

The second frame: Wang Nima was weak and changed direction and lay down on the table.

Has he forgotten my existence...

The third frame: Wang Nima was weak and lay down on the table in another direction.

The relationship between a man and a man is really unreliable...

The fourth frame: Wang Nima is lying on the ground weakly.

self-defeating...

Fifth frame: Wang Nima rises up.

I still have it!

The sixth frame: Wang Nima grinned and stretched out her bony right hand.

Roll-up roll-up roll-up roll-up roll-up roll-up roll-up roll-up--

Yi Chen: "..."

"So we came to save your right hand from crisis." Yan Yi said kindly.

"I will put Xiao Cao in financial crisis." Yi Chen replied calmly.

Not long after, An Wenle and Shi Nian also came, the living room suddenly became lively, Mianmian was excited, went back to the room and changed into her favorite lace-trimmed princess dress, and put on an extra birthday crown.

Yang Weiyang ordered a few dishes and set the table sumptuously. The cake was placed in the center of the table. Several people worked together to put 24 birthday candles on it.

After turning off the lights and lighting the candles, Yan Yi raised his head, and a group of people sang the birthday song.After singing, he booed and asked Yi Chen to make a wish.Yi Chen pretended to mutter a few words, the little princess Mian Mian insisted on blowing out the candles, she was picked up by Yan Yi, stuck her head out and puffed up her cheeks, and blew it out in two breaths.

Cut the cake and divided it into seven or eight plates.Yang Weiyang reached the last game, and casually said: "There are so many people, why not go to a hotel."

"Why are you going to the hotel?" An Wen said happily, "Luo Dashen's house usually doesn't have a chance to come, now I have an excuse and I don't need to buy a ticket, of course I have to visit it all night." After speaking, he turned his head, "Hey, Yi Chen, your guest room Is there any?"

Yi Chen said generously: "There are no guest rooms, but there are many floors."

"I misunderstood you." An Wenle was sad, "The promised roommate Yishengji."

There was no more movement in the porch, and the mobile phone was full of messy greeting text messages. Yi Chen put the mobile phone back into his trouser pocket, and started eating with a group of people.

The atmosphere became high, Yan Yi turned on the karaoke, and Mianmian and Mianmian sang the big and small big wolf, the two of them took the microphone and twirled and sang happily.The four people at the table chatted nonsense about the latest gossip about SUNNAS, Ye Li didn't say a word, drinking red wine quietly on the seat.

It was past ten o'clock, the meal was almost finished, Mianmian had already reached bedtime, and she dozed off on Yan Yi's lap.

The few remaining people began to discuss the issue of paving the floor.

"You won't really let me sleep on the floor?" An Wenle's eyes were wide open, "I have to sleep on the piece of land in front of God Luo!"

"It's very dangerous to sleep at the door of a heartless man." Shi Nian said, "You also want to go on a business trip when I celebrate my birthday?"

"Besides, go outside the door to make a shop on the floor." Yi Chen threatened viciously.

"Then I'm going to bed." Yang Weiyang leaned on the table carelessly, "Which room do you usually sleep in?"

Ye Li unceremoniously walked to the longest sofa and lay down.

The four were arguing fiercely, and no one paid attention to the lights that suddenly lit up outside the window.

The door suddenly opened.

Everyone in the living room was taken aback.

Yi Chen was startled, immediately put down the sheet in his hand, and ran over.

Luo Juntian stood at the door, carrying a suitcase in his hand, and walked in exhaustedly.

With a slightly tired look on his face, and unshaven beard on his face, he looked like he hadn't rested for several nights.The people in the living room had never seen Luo Juntian like this, so they all fell silent.

Luo Juntian embraced Yi Chen, and kissed Yi Chen's forehead naturally.

"Aren't you late to come back?" Yi Chen said, "Why do you have to come back so early? It's not too late."

Luo Juntian raised his gaze, looked around the living room, Yi Chen said, "They are here to celebrate my birthday."

"En." Luo Juntian said, "Let the guests sleep in the guest room."

After settling down the guests, cleaning up the mess in the living room, I returned to the bedroom and glanced at my watch.

Yi Chen was frantically unpacking the presents, and Yan Yi's was unwrapped, and inside was a huge 18R poster with ghost and animal glasses.

"..." Yi Chen piled the gift boxes aside expressionlessly, and said, "Brother, has the company's matter been resolved?"

"It's resolved." Luo Juntian said.

"You take a break first, do you want me to run water for you to take a bath?"

"No need." Luo Juntian said.

Somehow, he rolled onto the bed from the ground, and took off his clothes one by one. When he came back to his senses, Yi Chen was already panting on Luo Juntian's body, unable to move, deeply doubting who it was for a few days. Did not sleep.

Suddenly, there was a small square box in front of him.

"Give it to me?" Yi Chen wanted to get up, but his legs softened, and he lay down again, reaching out to take it.

"Could it be a gift?" Yi Chen said, "Isn't it a lol hero commemorative Teemo watch?"

The box is wooden and simple, no extra color and no packaging on it.Yi Chen opened the lid curiously.

Yi Chen was startled.

Inside is a silver ring.

The pale light from the desk lamp came over, and the ring lay quietly on the white silk, glowing not bright but soft light.

The hand was taken, the ring was slightly wider, and the other hand was gently placed on the index finger.

Just right.

"There are still 10 minutes." Luo Juntian said, "Happy birthday."

The author has something to say: I had a fever yesterday, had a splitting headache, lay on the bed and couldn’t get up, hugged the computer and didn’t know what I was writing, and finally died in battle _(:.”∠)_Let cp help me take a leave of absence

I finally got better today and got up, more than 5000 hopes to count as compensation (┬_┬)

The last short story! (^o^)/~

65、Short Story of Wen Qi

Ever since Yi Chen moved out, the two-person apartment has been a little deserted.

Recently, Qi Ji has no time to mind this kind of desertedness. It is the end of the year, and the company has a lot of things to do. In order not to be exploited for the holidays during the New Year, he even sleeps on the sofa in the office at night.A thick stack of gossip magazines subscribed this month is piled up in the corner to cultivate fungi, and the forum account has not been logged in for several days.

After two weeks of busy days, when the last process was completed, Qi Ji couldn't hold back the excitement that the small universe was about to explode, exhausted his last life, and sent a text message to Yi Chen.

"Finally it's the annual holiday (^o^)/~! Tonight I'm treating guests, let's make an appointment to have sex at the old seat of Changlou Hotel!"

This passage undoubtedly carried some desolation that outsiders could not detect. After typing these words, Qi Ji, who was excited on the surface of the brain and deep in sleep on the inner layer, pressed the send button, and then fell straight facing the sofa. go down.

When I woke up, it was completely dark outside the window.The dim night lights were also replaced in the corridor of the company, Qi Ji yawned with sleepy eyes, changed his clothes and was about to leave, and took out his phone to check the time.

An unread text message was displayed on the screen, Qi Ji opened it and saw that it was sent by Wen Jue, he was a little surprised.

Wen Jue usually wouldn’t send text messages if he didn’t ask him for something. Of course, the content of the request was not only borrowing, borrowing, borrowing, and excuses. There are endless excuses, from the pursuit of loan sharks to the theft of ID cards. What is the turn this time? , the passport crashed privately?

Click to open, the content is unexpectedly only two words: OK.

OK?good what good?

It took me a long time to make a mistake.Qi Ji came to an affirmative conclusion, turned off the screen and put the phone back in his pocket.

After leaving the office, I suddenly remembered to tell Yi Chen that I would treat guests to dinner tonight, so I drove to Changlou Hotel.

On the day before Chinese New Year's Eve, the hotel was very lively.Qi Ji entered the door and walked towards the private room that Yi Chen used to book.

In the afternoon, before he woke up too much, he guessed that Yi Chen had already arrived, Qi Ji yawned, while stretching out his hand and pushing open the door of the private room.

A faint fragrance of roses floated in front of me.The light in the private room is very dark, there are two candles on the mahogany table, the reddish candlelight is flickering, the crystal goblet is filled with red wine, and a man is vaguely sitting on the sofa beside him.

"..."

Qi Ji yawned for two seconds, and immediately closed the door with a "bang".

Sure enough, it is true that the house number should be read twice when you are unconscious.Concentrating on it, Qi Ji took a step back and read it again.

Maybe read it three times?

The door in front of me suddenly opened, and a tall man stood at the door, and said with a smile, "I didn't expect you to be so active and invite me to come here to 419. Please invite me, why don't you come in?"

Qi Ji stood straight at the door, an ominous premonition broke through the sleeping nerves and spread up.

"... Wenjue? What are you doing here?"

"You asked me to come." Wen Jue unhurriedly took out his phone, found the top text message, and shook it in front of Qi Ji's eyes.

The three words "啪啪啪" trembled twice in front of my eyes, very clear and conspicuous.

——Isn’t there an X between W and Y!Which finger did he use to jump over?

"It's rare for you to be so active." Wen Jue retracted the phone and brought it closer to Qi Ji's ear, with a low and sweet voice, "I came here two hours early on purpose, and asked the waiter to prepare it, so that our 'papapa' will have more atmosphere a little."

"..." Qi Ji said, "Actually, what I'm talking about is making rice cakes."

"That's it." Wen Jue nodded and answered clearly.

The distance between the two of them was very close, the warm breath sprinkled on the somewhat cold ears, after a pause, Qi Ji suddenly turned sideways, crossed his arms to push away the Wen Jue, and turned on the light.The private room was brightly lit in an instant, and the light from the chandelier was shining on Wen Jue's face. Wen Jue squinted his eyes and watched Qi Ji open the window again.

When the scent of roses in the private room was almost gone, Wen Jue said slowly, "Do you know what romance is?"

"I know what waste is." Qi Ji glanced at the roses piled up in a whole room, "You don't have room to spend at the box office, do you, running here in the middle of the night to open a botanical garden?"

Wen Jue walked to the table without making a sound, picked up the wine glass, folded the wine in the other glass, drank it in one gulp, put it on the table, extinguished the candle, pressed the bell on the wall, and called for service Miss.

"Sell these roses to a nearby flower shop for one yuan each, and pay me 99 yuan."

After the service lady left, Wen Jue walked over and sat down beside Qi Ji, "How about it, is it okay this time?"

"Go back." Wen Jue said, "Of course there is unfortunate news, my passport seems to have crashed privately."

There was an uproar in the bathroom, Qi Ji watched TV on the sofa for a while, the TV sound changed from five to fifteen, and still felt that the living room was filled with the noise of the bathroom water flow, somehow felt a little irritable, so he simply turned off the TV, put on He returned to his room with his shirt on.

The mist was dense, Wen Jue wiped his hair, hung a towel and walked into the living room.The TV screen was already dark, and there was still a half-eaten supper on the table. Wen Jue picked up the instant noodles, took a sip of the soup, and then pushed open the bedroom door.

Qi Ji was wearing bear pajamas, lying on the bed, not knowing what to do.Wen Jue walked in, sat by the bed, and found that Qi Ji was seriously studying the distance between W and Y in the number book.

Feeling that the bed beside her suddenly sank, Qi Ji immediately put down the phone and said, "What are you doing?"

"Sleep." Wen Jue took it for granted, took off his slippers, turned over and lay down.

The bed next to him was half occupied, Wen Jue lay on the pillow with peace of mind, half-closed his eyes lazily.Qi Ji stared at him for a while, then pointed to the next door with his mobile phone: "You go to sleep in that room."

"Didn't you sleep in this room all the time?" Wen Jue closed his eyes and said, "Stop playing with your phone and go to sleep."

"..." After you had a romantic candlelight dinner with nine hundred and ninety-nine roses like crazy, do you think it's safe to share the same bed with you?Huh (⊙o⊙)?

Wen Jue seemed to be unable to feel it, lying motionless with his eyes closed, his head resting on the other side of the pillow, the water droplets from his chest dripped down his dark skin and fell into the bath towel.

The left arm is exposed, leaving plenty of room inside the bed.

Qi Ji looked at it for a while, and said, "You came back from France?"

"Yeah." There was a hum in the nose.

"Do you have to rush back to the set tomorrow?"

"No." Wen Jue said, "Give those bastards five days off."

"The French don't have a new year." Qi Ji said, "You are sabotaging your work."

"I'm here to accompany you during the New Year." Wen Jue smiled.

"..." Qi Jimo waited for a while, then turned over, "I don't have time to accompany you, you can live as you like, I have to go home."

"Go home..."

Wen Jue remained silent for a while, then opened his eyes.

"I'm planning to go to City B to pick up the wind, why don't I drop by and pick you up?"

The author has something to say: I originally wanted to write about the past of Qi Ji and Wen Jue, but I deleted several opening chapters, and finally wrote a short piece that was as plain as water, and the ending was still a type of free reverie_(: , "∠)_You beat me up T_T

This article is completely over (^o^)/~ I will write it as a short story in the column if there are extra episodes in the future (*^__^*)

Customization will be proofread within about a week.After proofreading, I may choose to fix all the bugs and revisions on a certain night in the dead of night. O(n_n)O~~

The new pit is in November, and the subject matter is now delayed.Work hard to save manuscripts and strive for daily updates (^o^)/~

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Q_Q I really want to break through [-], and I want to see it through

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Finished another article in a blink of an eye.I really miss you, reading your messages every day is already a part of my life.Every reader id, every reader arrival and possible departure.Sometimes it is not a good thing to have a good memory. After all, readers are mobile and authors are static, but every memory is still cherished.

But even if some people leave, I believe that one day we will meet again^__^

May everyone be well (*^__^*).

66 Short Stories

The car runs smoothly on the highway.

Qi Ji slept on the co-pilot wrapped in a blanket, with his head leaning against the glass, and soon slid down, rubbed up, and then slid down again. Just as he was about to grab the blanket and stuff it under his head, suddenly a piece was inserted between his head and the glass. something soft.

Qi Ji half-opened his eyes in a daze, and sat up, and Wen Jue's coat fell into the gap between the seat and the car door.

"Why aren't you sleeping?" Wen Jue asked while looking at the rearview mirror.

Qi Ji picked up his coat and put it on his lap, eyes sleepy, yawned a little, and glanced out the window, "Where are you?"

"City C, we'll be there in three hours. If you're sleepy, sleep a little longer. I'll definitely let you get home before eight o'clock in the evening."

"If you cross two provinces, you have to drive if you don't take a plane." Qi Ji folded Wen Jue's coat and put it under his head, "Why give up treatment."

"Huh?" Wen Jue didn't hear clearly, "Who is your name?"

"It's normal not to understand." Qi Ji crouched and fell back, "Generation gap."

When the car arrived in City D, it was already time for the New Year's Eve dinner.Every household set off firecrackers and fireworks. In winter, it gets dark early, the dark night sky, and the sky full of fireworks are dazzling.

It was snowing lightly outside, Qi Ji got out of the car, turned up his collar, and breathed out puffs of white mist.

"Is it cold?" Wen Jue locked the car with his backhand, caught up with him in two steps, and helped Qi Ji button his collar.

"I'm here." Qi Ji pointed forward with a cotton-gloved finger.

"Hmm." Wen Jue raised his eyebrows.

"There will be a farewell to sending you thousands of miles away." Qi Ji said, "It's a pleasure to hear about the guide."

"You have the heart to let me sleep on the street?"

"It's okay." Qi Ji said, "Remember to sleep on the zebra crossing, you can get full compensation if you get hit to death."

The two strange flowers walked to the door of Qi Ji's house while issuing the order to evict the guest.

Qi Ji's family lives in an ordinary residential building, a bright residential area with spacious and simple layout.Qi Ji pressed the doorbell, the door opened, and a six-year-old girl jumped up.

"Uncle! You are back!"

The little niece is very good at jumping, and she hugged Qi Ji's neck all at once. Qi Ji pulled her pigtails and walked into the room, "Miss me?"

"Thinking—" the little girl said with a drawn out voice.

Qi Ji's parents heard the voice coming out of the kitchen. Qi's mother was making dumplings with dumpling powder on her hands. Seeing Qi Ji, she immediately wiped her hands and walked over.

"I'm back." Qi Muci touched Qi Ji's head with a smile, looked past Qi Ji, and looked at Wen Jue behind him, "Who is this?"

"I picked it up on the street." Qi Ji said while taking off his coat, "Do a good deed on Chinese New Year's Day."

"I'm Wen Jue, Ah Ji's friend." Wen Jue smiled, stretched out his hand, and shook hands with Qi Ji's parents.

"Ah, you are that Director Wen?" Qi's mother smiled and said, "Ah Ji often mentioned you. I heard that "Joyful and Big Big Wolf" was directed by you, right?"

"..." Wen Jue said without changing his face, "If there is a live-action version in the future."

The dumplings were served on the table, and there was an electric hot pot in the middle of the table. The whole family gathered around the table and prepared extra bowls and chopsticks. Wen Jue sat down beside Qi Ji.

Wen Jue has been around the world all year round, and knows a lot of things. From the fashion street in Paris to the summer animation exhibition in Japan, the atmosphere on the table was quickly brought alive.The little niece also raised her head and listened with gusto.After drinking for three rounds, the Qi family has been win over.

"So you can get the original posters of the captain and Alan's fans?" The little girl opened her eyes wide.

"It's okay to bring a few."

"Yeah! Uncle Wen is so handsome!" the little girl cheered, the hot pot sauce in the bowl almost spilled onto Qi Ji's plate.

"It's good to go out more often." Qi's mother said, "Our family, Aji, doesn't listen to what he says, and stays at home every day, never going out for a walk."

Qi Ji put one of the crab's legs into the hot pot, "Then I teleport it to work every day."

Qi's mother ignored him, and said to Wen Jue: "In the future, if I have the opportunity to go abroad, I will also take Aji to play. This child should also go out to learn a lot. I don't worry if you take us with you."

"..." Qi Ji held a crab leg in his mouth, stared at his mother with rounded eyes, and sold it to someone who looked like he was running a tour group?

"Don't worry, Auntie." Wen Jue said with a smile, "Don't worry about Ah Ji being with me."

Mother Qi didn't know the little Jiujiu in Wen Jue's heart, she smiled very kindly.

The New Year's Eve dinner was procrastinated and eaten very late, Qi Ji and his little niece fought over the crab roe in the crab, and finally finished eating, the little niece clamored to set off fireworks, and the two of them went out wrapped up like polar bears, Leaving Wen Jue behind to help Qi Ji's parents wash the dishes in the kitchen.

Seeing the fireworks downstairs leaping out of the window with a sting, Qi's mother said angrily, "When I'm with his niece, I'm like a child, and I don't care about grown-ups."

Wen Jue smiled: "He has always been like a child."

"Put the bowl there," Qi's mother said, "Go indoors and watch TV for a while."

"No need." Wen Jue said, "Auntie, you can rest, I'll do it."

"How can you let the guests come." Qi's mother insisted on taking the bowl in Wen Jue's hand and letting Wen Jue aside.

Wen Jue had nothing to do, so he was chatting with Qi's father and Qi's mother while fighting. After washing the dishes and tidying up the kitchen, Wen Jue went into the living room, and saw that Qi Ji and his little niece had returned, and they were sitting on the sofa. Head to head, playing games with a PSP.

"You can't enter the bedroom! You should go to the bathroom!" the little girl yelled.

"Gong must be in the bedroom, of course he has to go into the bedroom." Qi Ji said and was about to click on the option above.

"I don't want No. [-] Gong, I want Xiao Shou and No. [-] Gong. No. [-] Gong is much more handsome than No. [-]!"

"Attack No. [-] looks like cannon fodder."

Qi Ji rushed ahead of the little girl, stretched out his hand and clicked into the bedroom, suddenly a shadow fell from above his head.

"Nine-year-old child, you also abuse?" Wen Jue looked at the Tanmei RPG game on the PSP screen, and raised his voice.

"I'm cultivating her ability to guess multiple-choice questions in the future." Qi Ji replied casually, then lowered his head and continued to point Jiang Shan, "Choose B, and it's written in the guide!"

After midnight, the sound of firecrackers outside became almost quiet. The family had supper and prepared to rest. Qi Ji’s house did not have a guest room. Qi’s mother looked at Wen Jue with an apologetic expression: “There is no other place to live at home. At once……"

"Sleep on the sofa." Qi Ji interrupted.

"How do you talk to the guests?" Qi's mother gave Qi Ji a sideways glance, then turned to Wen Jue and said, "Just share a bed with General A Ji."

Qi Ji: "..."

2 minute later.

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5th Floor [Save Satan]

Touching, the landlord should remember to take contraceptive measures.

6th Floor [Zero の Yuki]

Landlord condolences

7th floor [xowpdg]

The man's first persistence is not strong, the landlord had better buy a Viagra for him first

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Σ(°△°|||)︴What about sympathy?What about countermeasures?What about the escape plan? !

... Qi Ji despaired of this malicious world.

Director Wen, who was questioned about his lack of persistence, walked in and glanced at Qi Ji, "What are you doing, ask for help from the forum?"

Qi Ji: "..."

After closing the door, Wen Jue looked around the bedroom, then took off his coat and hung it on the chair.

"Your mother is very enthusiastic." Wen Jue looked at Qi Ji and said with a smile.

Qi Ji didn't make a sound, and was still watching the frightening responses in the building.

Wen Jue took off his suit pants and was about to lie down when Qi Ji sat up suddenly and said, "I'd better go to sleep on the sofa."

He stood up, but his shoulders were pinned. "Qi Ji."

Qi Ji put the phone into the pocket of his pajamas.

"I don't do anything." Wen Jue dropped the sentence, untied his tie with one hand and hung it aside, "I haven't done anything to you for so many years, why are you nervous?"

"You say you." Wen Jue let go of his hand, and leaned against the edge of the window sill, "Usually I read male and female novels for fun, and I also like to hang out in gay forums. A while ago, I used to tease Luo Juntian and his brother every day. In theory, more How open it is, how come..." He paused, "So cautious."

"..."

You do not understand.Qi Jimo said.This is the instinct of the monster.

"Go to sleep, ah, it's New Year's Eve." Wen Jue said, "If you don't sleep, it will be the first day of junior high school."

"Don't move around." Qi Ji said vigilantly, "Be careful what I do to you."

"I don't move around." Wen Jue smiled lowly, "I move regularly."

"..."

"Go to sleep." Wen Jue raised his hands in surrender, "I really don't do anything."

The lights were turned off, and there were faint lights of sporadic fireworks outside.Sleepiness gradually set in, Qi Ji gradually relaxed, found a comfortable position on the pillow, Xiao Xiao yawned, and closed her eyes.

Suddenly, there was a slight noise around her, and before Qi Ji could open his eyes, a burst of warmth touched his lips.

A slight itching swept across the lips, with a slight humidity, like tasting, and gliding gently.

Taste and stop.

The temperature on the lips left, Qi Ji still lay in the original position with eyes closed, but his mind froze as if suddenly, petrified, and after a while, the fragments fell down little by little.

There was a low voice with a smile in my ear: "Aren't you used to it?"

Before Qi Ji could speak, his lips were pressed again, and the back of his head was raised.The moist and hot tongue pried open the slightly closed lips, and drove straight in, the mouth was filled with the slight smell of tobacco.The tall body pressed down, the lips and tongue sank deeper, and the tip of the tongue was forced to lift up, sweeping and intertwining in the mouth.

The kiss was tough and intense, Wen Jue supported Qi Ji's back of the head, and swam it through the moist and warm mouth, and then backed out in satisfaction, watching Qi Ji's warm eyes open, and his chest breathing up and down.

"How about it, do you want to come again?" Wen Jue said with a low smile.

"..."

A moment later, there was a strange loud noise in the bedroom.

On New Year's Eve, Director Wen slept on the floor all night.

The author has something to say:

o(∩_∩)o~~So I came to finish it!

This article is completely over (^o^)/~ I will write it as a short story in the column if there are extra episodes in the future (*^__^*)

Customization will be proofread within about a week.After proofreading, I may choose to perfect and correct all the bugs and revisions on a certain night in the dead of night o(∩_∩)o~~

Xinkeng is in mid-November, and the subject matter is now delayed.Work hard to save manuscripts and strive for daily updates (^o^)/~

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Finished another article in a blink of an eye.I really miss you, reading your messages every day is already a part of my life.Every reader id, every reader arrival and possible departure.Sometimes it is not a good thing to have a good memory. After all, readers are mobile and authors are static, but every memory is still cherished.

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