After I Flopped on My Crush

Bo Xi stayed at Qi Xun's house for ten consecutive days.

The plum blossoms in the yard are all in bloom. The tender yellow flowers are crystal clear in the sun, with a faint fragrance. Auntie Ding cut off a few branches of plum blossoms and put them in a long-necked silver vase. The house also has the fragrance of plum blossoms.

After a minor illness, he should have lost some weight, but Aunt He Ding cooked three meals a day in different ways. A few days ago, he made plum blossom soup cakes according to the occasion, which made him white and rosy. After one stop, the person gained three catties.

Even Qi Xun pinched his waist and said with satisfaction, "It seems that there is a little more meat."

Bo Xi didn't like to hear this, so he slapped Qi Xun's hand off.

He has maintained a standard figure for so many years, and it cannot be ruined on it.

That night, he entered the gym on the third floor with Qi Xun.

But Qi Xun easily completed more than an hour of aerobic exercise.

And after running on the treadmill for more than half an hour, he was so tired that he lay on the ground and couldn't get up, staring at the ceiling and panting.

Qi Xun looked down at his joke and asked, "Are you still practicing?"

Panting for breath, he shifted his gaze from the ceiling to Qi Xun again.

Having just finished exercising, Qi Xun was wearing a vest, with beads of sweat on his forehead. Compared with his usual suit and leather shoes, Qi Xun looked younger, with a sexy post-exercise hormone burst.

Percy snorted, "I won't come today, we will fight again tomorrow."

But he didn't want to move anymore, so he stretched out his hand to Qi Xun again, and said weakly, "I can't walk anymore, you can carry me down."

He just finished exercising, his hair was sticking to his face, his face was flushed, and he looked very cute when he reached out to hug him.

Qi Xun picked him up, obviously very satisfied with this coquetry, but deliberately said, "You are covered in sweat."

Percy refused, "You're covered in sweat too."

The two of them were sweating profusely together, and neither of them disliked the other. They went back to the bedroom and took a shower together.

After taking a shower, Qi Xun was reading on the bedside, and Bossy was reading work documents next to each other without disturbing each other.

After two hours, the two turned off the lights and went to bed together.

Due to Percy's physical condition, it's not suitable for exercising in bed recently, and they haven't done anything these days, just hugging each other and sleeping under the quilt.

I don't know when it started to rain outside the window.

The winter rain is pattering, beating on the windows and plum blossoms all over the ground. It doesn't feel noisy, but like a slow lullaby.

In the blink of an eye, it was Sunday, Qi Xun was still at work, but Percy was resting.

He and Aunt Ding were the only two people in the family. On a whim, he even learned how to make soup from Aunt Ding.

But he didn't really want to teach himself to be a chef, it was purely for fun, he was half-hearted in learning, and in the end he cooked too little soup, even he himself didn't want to drink it.

Only Qi Xun appreciated his face, drank a bowl without changing his face, and finally commented, "It's a little bit weak, is this pork rib soup?"

Percy was embarrassed to say that he forgot to put salt, and only added two spoonfuls after the soup was half stewed, and nodded vaguely, "Yes, yam ribs soup."

Probably because he was afraid that Qi Xun would not believe it, he added, "I stewed it for several hours."

Qi Xun didn't say anything else, he just thought that Percy was quite talented in cooking, and if he did more research, he might be able to produce a biochemical weapon.

If it wasn't for a rib in the bowl, he would definitely think it was shabu-shabu water.

But it was rare for Percy to have the pleasure of cooking, so he was ashamed to discourage Percy's enthusiasm, so he reluctantly said, "It's better than your last cake."

Percy: "..."

Can't you make progress? Last time he made a cake, he almost blew up the oven.

He looked at the pot of failed works, put the lid on the pot silently, and pretended nothing happened.

But he thought for a while, then turned his head and asked Qi Xun, "Are you still drinking?"

Qi Xun shook his head and refused.

No matter how much he followed Percy, he still wouldn't risk his life for a pot of pork rib soup.

Back then, if Pan Jinlian had poured this on Wu Dalang, Wu Dalang would not necessarily drink it.

Percy could only say bitterly, "I'll try again next time."

When he stayed at Qi Xun's house for eighteen days, Bo Xi touched his chin by the window, which was getting rounder, and told Qi Xun that he should go back in two days.

Qi Xun was reading documents. Although he was wearing home clothes, he was wearing a pair of black-rimmed glasses. His complexion was fair, his nose was high and his lips were thin.

He asked casually, "What are you doing back home, are you getting something?"

Percy was a little drowsy from the sun, he went to take pictures with the location yesterday, and he just came back after a busy day, and now he is a little sleep deprived.

"I'll move back to live," Bossy said in a vague voice, "I've lived with you for so long, my health has long since taken care of me, and some commonly used things are still at home, so it's more convenient for me to move back. You can also Tell Auntie Ding to go back, she has done a good job at your house, she must have gotten used to it long ago."

It's just that he is quite reluctant to part with Aunt Ding's craftsmanship.

Qi Xun stopped typing on the keyboard, and looked at Bo Xi with an unswerving expression.

Percy looked inexplicably, "What's wrong?"

"Are you uncomfortable living with me?" Qi Xun asked.

"No," Bossy was taken aback, and quickly denied, "I live very happily, and Auntie Ding is also fine."

He thought that Qi Xun felt that Auntie Ding was not doing a good job, so he quickly dismissed it.

"Then why do you want to go back?" Qi Xun stared at him from behind the lens. Under the sun, his eyes were close to amber. They were obviously warm, but they were very deserted. "If you need something, just move it here. Now, here is not far from your work, and I can take care of you too."

It took Bo Xi two seconds to understand what Qi Xun meant.

His eyes widened, and he was no longer sleepy.

Qi Xun is inviting him to live together?

What Liang Song said to him a month ago flashed in his mind, and he swore at that time that Qi Xun was not someone who was willing to live with him at all.

Percy slowly sat up from the soft couch, her hair curled up messily because she was lying down.

He stared at Qi Xun with a strange expression, "Are you... asking me to move here?"

"Well," Qi Xun admitted very calmly, "I also agreed with Auntie Ding, telling her not to go back to my parents' place, but to work here with me, and she agreed."

Percy's expression became even more strange.

He kind of wanted to laugh.

He sat upright on the soft couch, crossed his legs, held a small blanket in his arms, tilted his head and looked at Qi Xun with a strange look.

"What's wrong?" Qi Xun was uncomfortable seeing him, "Don't you want to live here?"

How could he not want to.

Percy couldn't hold back, revealing the dimples on her cheeks.

In fact, he is already used to living in Qi Xun's house, and Qi Xun's house has also bought a lot of things for him. The soft couch under him is specially placed for him, so that he can lie here, eat snacks, read books, and sunbathe by the way. sun.

And when he gets off work, he puts his hands on the steering wheel, and he will subconsciously drive this way, as if this is also his territory.

But he leaned against Qi Xun, put his legs on Qi Xun's, and asked, "But don't you like living with other people? Don't you feel uncomfortable when I live here?"

Qi Xun glanced at him, pulled him into his arms, and lightly pressed his chin against the top of Percy's head.

With Percy in his arms, he was still answering emails.

"I'm not used to it."

He is indeed a person who likes to be alone, otherwise, such a large villa would not require a live-in nanny, and only let hourly workers come to the house.

"But you've been living here for more than half a month, and there's nothing wrong with it. You'll get used to it if you're not used to it."

Bossy laughed, tugged at Qi Xun's neckline, and kissed Qi Xun's side face.

Qi Xun is also used to this, his eyes are still fixed on the screen, but his neck bends in coordination.

Percy exaggeratedly poked him across the face.

And 20 meters away, Auntie Ding, who brought an afternoon tea tray to Bai Xi, looked at the two people by the French window, wondering whether she should go or not.

She shook her head and sighed, thinking to herself, no wonder Qi Xun gave her a raise, the money was really hard to get.

Since he was going to move, Qi Xun went back to his apartment with Bo Xi two days later.

The necessities of life are available in Qi Xun's place, and what Percy mainly packs is some porcelain he likes to use, work documents, and a pot of orchids that he has raised for a long time.

Bo Xi brought all these things to Qi Xun's home.

It's strange to say that Qi Xun's house is a three-story villa, and the place is spacious enough, not to mention one more person, even ten more people are more than enough.

But after Percy moved in, Qi Xun looked at the house he had lived in for several years, but felt that it was filled.

The shelves are filled with antiques and porcelain collected by Percy, and there is a special cabinet for snacks in the room, and a bunch of desserts that Percy likes are stuffed in the refrigerator.

And on the bed, Percy had just finished taking a shower, and was lying there writing a manuscript. He was wearing home clothes, a loose blue T-shirt, and his hair was tied into a little braid. A high school student rushing to do homework, with a kind of youthfulness and innocence.

Qi Xun leaned against the door and watched him for a while.

He was indeed not used to living with people for many years. When he first fell in love with Percy, he never thought that one day he would open the door to welcome people in.

But seeing Percy lying on the bed now, and thinking that Percy would live here forever, he felt very good.

He stood for a while, then walked over, put his arms around Percy's waist, and kissed someone.

His tongue pried open Percy's teeth, and after a long few minutes, he slowly backed out.

He looked down at Percy and said, "You stole the Coke."

Percy's lips were sweet, a taste of cola.

Percy had indeed just drank a can.

"It's not ice," Percy emphasized guiltily, "it's at room temperature."

He is now strictly restricted to eating ice.

But Qi Xun still looked at him seriously.

This made Bo Xi a little overwhelmed, just about to say something, but saw Qi Xun suddenly smiled.

He immediately knew that Qi Xun was teasing him.

He stopped immediately, but before he could speak, Qi Xun blocked his lips again.

It didn't take long for Percy to be kissed softly, and her eyes were teary.

Qi Xun's hand reached into his clothes and grabbed his waist.

"Xixi." Qi Xun called him close to his ear.

Bo Xi couldn't bear Qi Xun's gentle and deep voice, Qi Xun didn't do anything to him, so he handed over to Qi Xun.

Qi Xun raised his eyebrows.

Percy blushed like a boiled shrimp, "No, it was an accident..." He tried desperately to explain, "It didn't work well."

Qi Xun didn't know whether to believe it or not.

But this night, Qi Xun still gave him a chance to prove himself, twice if he failed once, and three times if he failed twice.