Who do you seduce?

After Han Xi took Qin Zehao to give him a key, they went home together.

Qin Zehao's home is terribly simple, with a sofa and TV in the living room, a bed and wardrobe in the bedroom, a computer desk and bookcase in the study, cabinets and a refrigerator in the kitchen, a table in the dining room, a toilet in the toilet, and a toilet in the bathroom. Inside is a bathtub and a washing machine...

And then... nothing...

Han Xi looked at the white walls all around and suddenly thought of a word... The house is empty...

"Don't you feel terrible when you face such an empty room with white walls everywhere..."

"I usually stay in the study and the dark room."

"darkroom?"

"Photography."

"I thought you wouldn't wash it out."

Qin Zehao took a bottle of beer and said with a sneer, "When the photographer abandons the darkroom, he can basically throw away the camera."

Han Xi smiled and didn't answer any more. After all, he didn't understand photography.

"Don't go into my dark room, the room next to the bedroom."

"Yeah." Han Xi nodded.He goes to the kitchen, opens the fridge...half full of beer...and there's nothing left...

"I went to the supermarket to buy something and came back to cook, and I bought some toiletries for me by the way."

Qin Zehao nodded, and stared blankly at Han Xi going out...why is he really cooking...

Han Xi simply made two dishes and one soup, and invited Qin Zehao to eat.

Although the color is not good, the taste is not bad.

Han Xi wasn't very hungry, so he bit his chopsticks and watched Qin Zehao eat.

Qin Zehao raised his eyes and glanced at him, his eyes flicked over the small part of his chest exposed in the collar of his shirt, and he left immediately.

Qin Zehao opened his mouth: "..."

He suddenly forgot what he was going to say, and all he could think about was the little chest.

Han Xi: "What's wrong?"

Qin Zehao: "It's nothing."

Han Xi: "..."

When Qin Zehao was about to finish the two dishes, he realized that Han Xi hadn't eaten much.

"You don't eat?"

Han Xi shook his head: "I'm not very hungry, you can eat, it's not my share, I'll just eat a little."

Qin Zehao smirked: "Eat less than women, do you have the strength to pick up guests?"

Han Xi gritted his chopsticks and snorted, "Why, do you want to try? See if I have the strength?"

"Don't always try to seduce me. If you mess with me, be careful that you won't be able to get out of bed."

When Qin Zehao said this, he put his chopsticks on the table, stood up and leaned forward, almost touching Han Xi's ear.

Han Xi thought to himself that he didn't know who was preoccupied with such things, but he still decided to act according to Qin Zehao's script, so he said with a smile: "Who makes someone unable to get out of bed."

Han Xi's eyes only stayed on Qin Zehao's eyes for a moment and then moved away.Qin Zehao only felt that he lost three points of his soul when he was teased by those eyes. He said with a naughty smile, "Can you still squeeze me out? Huh?"

Han Xi smiled, raised his head and licked Qin Zehao's lips, soaked his lips along his hard lip line, and said slowly, "It's not just squeezed dry."

In an instant, Qin Zehao's blood flowed backwards, and the pot exploded with a "buzz" in his head. The strings of reason tensed and then broke. All gains and losses, pros and cons, likes and dislikes were all thrown out of the sky. There is still a warm touch left on the skin.

The corners of Qin Zehao's mouth curled up, and that smirk also irritated Han Xi.

Qin Zehao supported the table with one hand, and lifted Han Xi's chin forcefully with the other.Han Xi also raised his head to meet him, and his lips and tongue were entangled in an instant.

Qin Zehao couldn't tell who was the first to take the initiative, so he indulged in this kiss in a daze without time.

……

Han Xi rolled his eyes: "Didn't you enjoy it?"

Han Xi didn't say anything, but Qin Zehao understood and calmed down immediately.

Love dilutes desire and irrigates warmth.