It's not easy to be a little heart of an abusive male protagonist

It's the first time, and there will be many times, inexplicably, all the time, as long as you have no special reason, or there is something uncomfortable.He has needs. "

"I really don't understand. Is it necessary to be an old couple? He is very tired at work, and he has to work overtime. After returning home without washing and sleeping, he is still energetic. Do you think I can not doubt it?"

After talking a lot, Cheng Zixiao felt that the doubts in his heart seemed to be relieved a lot. He didn't have many friends, only a few, but the only thing he could tell his thoughts was money.

These little intimate things should be hidden in the heart, after all, it would be a bit wretched for a man to talk about these things with a girl, or maybe a mother.

However, he really couldn't take it anymore, and wanted to reject Xizhou's 'diligence', but he couldn't say it.

Tired ~ who can understand the pain ~

"So...you rejected him once today, so he put on a bad face with you all day, and that's why you're unhappy, right?" Qian Duo, a friend of husband and wife, can always hear the key point in a passage point.

The car started racing all the way, and the fairyland without traffic lights is the best place for racing. Ms. Xiaojin's lips curled up, showing a look of insight, humming a song and waiting for someone to exclaim, "How do you know?" like a fool.

Xizhou's temper is notoriously bad, and anyone can guess it after getting along for so long. If it weren't for Cheng Zixiao, no one would be able to bear it.

"Let me tell you, don't pamper him too much. His temper has to be sharpened. You can't always cling to him. You did a good job today. If you persist for a few more days, see if it's a bird/beast or an angel." Let's wait and see." Qianduo said while driving, and when she reached the junction of the heaven and the human world, she slowed down and saw that there was an illegal photo ahead, so she changed her mobile phone to Bluetooth to talk to Cheng Zixiao.

But when she connected to bluetooth, Cheng Zixiao suddenly hung up the phone.

Not good, there is a situation!

Ms. Jin recited "Amitabha", prayed for Mr. Cheng, and set an example to tell everyone that Buddhism and Taoism belong to one family.

Seeing that the bathroom door was pushed open, Cheng Zixiao hung up the phone in a hurry, left the phone on the bed, and then sat on the bedside as if nothing had happened, whistling.

The phone screen was still on, Xizhou glanced up, snorted softly, then turned his back on purpose to ignore Cheng Zixiao.

For a moment, the atmosphere in the room became a little awkward.

Seeing that Xizhou didn't speak, Cheng Zixiao couldn't take it anymore after sitting for a while, so he asked Xizhou straight to the point: "Did you hum just now?"

Xizhou didn't answer, just took a hair dryer to dry his hair.His lower body was wrapped in a bath towel, and drops of water slid down his hair, wading over his firm chest muscles, and then settled on his uneven abdominal muscles.

The water droplets stayed for a long time, so long that Cheng Zixiao's throat rolled, and his body gradually became hot.

As if seeing his little thoughts, Xizhou began to walk towards this side.As he walked step by step, Cheng Zixiao's waist wrapped in a bath towel was reflected in Cheng Zixiao's heart, his eyes slowly moved up, their eyes focused, and an ambiguous atmosphere came over them.

Do you still have the backbone?

Cheng Zixiao lowered his head and cursed secretly. His two fingers were held together, and he looked a little tangled up. His brows were tightly frowned, and he didn't say a word. Under the dim bedside lamp, water dripped from his cheeks.

In fact, this is also very good.

However, halfway through, Xizhou turned back again.

He felt that his hair was still a little wet, so he wanted to blow it again.

Cheng Zixiao: ... Are you kidding me?

After a while, the sound of blowing hair stopped.Someone put the hair dryer back into the cabinet wearing slippers, then poured a glass of red wine from the cabinet.

And these movements were all caught by Cheng Zixiao's ears.

He bit his upper lip, and a hole was broken in his heart. Others were blowing in cold wind, but he was pouring in hot air desperately.

"You..." He raised his head and looked at Xizhou with the mentality of going to death, thinking 'the last time, this is the last time this week, no more! '.

But the scene in front of him instantly turned cold, and his whole body withered.

Xizhou didn't know when he had put on his home clothes. The gray silk fabric was shining under the blue light. He sat in front of the computer with a serious face, typing on the keyboard with his slender and slender fingers.

angry!

Big Mac is angry!

So angry!

Angry about to become a powder keg!

Why is this man such a thing!

What was the purpose of seeing him in the first place?

Is it the three skins or the soul?

Cheng Zixiao was so annoyed by Xizhou's behavior that he began to suspect that he was blind. He sat by the bed and stared at the culprit for a while, as if he wanted to see a hole in him.

The latter had no self-knowledge, didn't know what funny things he saw, covered his mouth, raised his brows, and shook his head slightly.

The more you look at it, the less it is a thing!

Cheng Zixiao simply turned off the light and didn't look at him. He covered his head with the quilt and became angry.