Heartthrob flips car after toying with scum

"Xia Xia, I'm here." Ji Boshen knocked symbolically on the door, then pushed it open, and walked in.

But there was no one behind the door, and the huge sofa faced the distant mountains outside the floor-to-ceiling windows. After the rain, the empty mountains looked like an ink painting, and the sky was slowly brightening.

He yelled a few times but no one responded, he put the bouquet on the counter by the door, he went to the bedroom that the boy repeatedly emphasized on the phone, but there was no one in the bedroom, when he was about to exit, he paused, his eyes fell on On the bedside table.

Approaching slowly, he opened the drawer, and after seeing the contents in the drawer clearly, Ji Bai's deep black eyes flashed blankly, and then a smile crept into the corners of his eyes.

Although he knew the specific uses of these things, he still couldn't help laughing and picked up the hemp rope, the tape, the eye mask, and then a green box fell out...thin, breathable, hearty/smooth/dripping/littery.

Ji Boshen: "..."

He clicked his tongue, "You're not very old, so it's quite exciting to play."

The misunderstanding was resolved, and those thoughts that made him want to crush Angle all turned into sweet love. He couldn't wait to see the boy, but he searched the bedroom and found no one in the hot spring room. No matter how much he shouted, boy Neither responded.

Realizing that something was wrong, Ji Bai frowned deeply, the phone was still on the phone, he hung up the phone and dialed again, while making calls, he went to the sofa in front of the French window.

After walking a few steps, the vibrating sound of "buzzing buzzing" came from the other end of the sofa, Ji Bai took a deep breath, and walked over in one step and two steps.

After seeing the person lying on the sofa clearly, the mobile phone in the palm of his hand fell to the ground with a "boom".

"Xia Xia." He stepped forward and hugged the boy who was flushed and sweating all over his arms. The temperature under his palms made him flustered.

"Huh?" Xia Ciyan raised his eyelids, his peach blossom eyes were full of bewilderment, and whispered: "Senior?"

"Stop talking, you have a fever, I'll take you to the hospital." Ji Baishen frowned sharply, squatted down and put his arms through the boy's legs, picked him up, and walked out quickly.

The weak body seemed to be floating on the clouds, Xia Ciyan closed and opened his eyes, widened as if suddenly thinking of something, grabbed the clothes on Ji Baishen's chest with five fingers, and shouted: "Scum!"

"Okay, okay, I'm a scum." Ji Baishen coaxed the person in his arms, and quickened his pace.

Xia Ciyan finally opened his eyes and closed them again, under the long eyelashes there was a little sparkle in his eyes, and he whispered: "You are not, you...you are a male god."

Ji Bai's footsteps paused, and he sped up again, the worry between his brows became a little helpless and gentle because of the boy's words, and he coaxed in a low voice: "I know, little fan, be good, don't talk, the god will take you to the hospital."

When going out, Xia Ciyan's foot bumped into the flowers on the counter at the door, and the half-loose shoelaces were hanging on the flower branches, dragging the bouquet and falling down with a "bang", the red carpet by the door instantly spilled pink all over the floor, one of them A sneaker was lying out of place among the petals all over the ground.

The resident on the same floor was opening the door. He turned his head when he heard the noise, and felt a gust of wind blowing by. He turned his head again, and the tall figure hugging the person disappeared at the elevator entrance. From the little scenery I saw, I could see that the person in his arms was glowing abnormally red.

The guest walked over there suspiciously. After seeing the pink petals and a sneaker on the ground, he quickly called the hotel, "Hello, something happened to a room on the 8th floor!"

The hotel manager and security went upstairs quickly, saw flowers all over the floor, sneakers, and finally found the hemp rope, tape, eye mask, etc. in the bedside table, tremblingly called the guest, and the phone vibrated from the sofa, The hotel manager panicked and quickly dialed 110: "Hello, this is Tangshan Hot Spring Hotel. There seems to be a kidnapping in the hotel."

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The smell of the pungent disinfectant was first visually white along the nasal cavity and rushed into the brain. Xia Ciyan opened his eyes blankly, stared at the white ceiling in a daze, and slowly returned to consciousness. A faint voice came from nowhere. , He tilted his head, and met the eyes of the round middle-aged man who was standing beside the bed.

Fu Ge's sleepy little eyes opened suddenly, "You're awake! I'll call Lao Ji."

After speaking, Fu Ge immediately ran to the door.

Outside the door, Ji Boshen was talking with two police officers, one of whom held up a tablet to take quick notes.

Fogo poked his head out from the door: "He's awake."

The young police officer put the electronic pen on it and raised his head. Another police officer looked at Ji Baishen and said, "Although you have explained it unilaterally, we still need to confirm the truth with the person involved."

Ji Bai rubbed the space between his tired brows deeply, "Okay, but he just woke up, so he may not be able to bear too much stimulation, please just be more tactful, officer."

Xia Ciyan, who was lying on the bed in a daze, saw the two police officers coming in, and was even more stupefied. Taohua stared blankly, and moved when he saw Ji Baishen who followed the police officers, his lips parted a little, and his voice became extremely hoarse : "Senior."

Ji Boshen nodded to him, indicating that he was fine.

The police officer glanced at him and asked, "Xia Ciyan, from Kyoto, a first-year student majoring in photography at the Beijing University of Art."

"Yes, yes?" Xia Ciyan looked at the policeman blankly and asked, "Did something happen, officer?"

"Someone reported to the police that there was a suspected kidnapping case at 8 on the 0808th floor of Tangshan Hot Spring Hotel. You stayed in this room on September 9, right?"

Xia Ciyan nodded: "Yes..."

"Have you been kidnapped?"

The boy shook his head in a daze, his pale face barely wrote who I was and what happened wherever I was.

"Okay." The police officer nodded, "Although the details have been confirmed with Mr. Ji, we still need to confirm with you."

"Xia Ciyan, a fan of the e-sports player Lupo, because of a malicious online rumor about Lupo in August, in order to bring the rumor maker to justice and use himself as a bait, he mistook Ji Baishen, who played the game called Angle, as the rumor maker. Tangshan Hot Spring Incident."

Xia Ciyan's bewildered brain became even more bewildered.

You can understand the words, but when you put them together, why are you completely different?

Seeing his shocked appearance, the police officer said: "We found dangerous items such as hemp rope, adhesive tape, and masks in the hotel bedside table. It’s wrong to be connected, if you have just grown up and haven’t made a big mistake, write a self-criticism of at least 1500 words, and you can’t have such thoughts anymore, is there any problem?”

Xia Ciyan shook his head blankly.

The police officer turned his gaze to Ji Boshen who was standing aside, and said: "It is understandable for young couples to play with new ideas, but you must stop losses in time. As a public figure, you need to disclose this incident on social platforms and guide citizens to go online rationally. any questions?"

Fogo immediately connected, "No problem, no problem."

"Since you are a couple, Xia Ciyan's 1500-word self-criticism and Mr. Ji's disclosure can be released together." The police officer paused, and then said, "Write carefully, and copying is not allowed."

After the police officer educated them, Fu Ge sent them out.

Xia Ciyan and Ji Baishen were the only ones left in the small ward. The boy lying on the bed slowly regained his sense of bewilderment, his peachy eyes blinked, his eyes collided with Ji Baishen, and there was a smile in those black eyes. To make his head explode.

The quilt was lifted and closed, Xia Ciyan covered himself in the quilt and shrank into a ball.

"Xia Xia." Ji Baishen stepped forward and sat down beside the bed, which sunk to one side.

He stretched out his hand and gently pushed the boy under the quilt, and coaxed him warmly with his eyes lowered, "Don't be covered in the quilt, you just got a fever, you need to breathe fresh air."

The lump on the bed moved a little to the other side, and Ji Boshen followed suit. He sat on the bed with his body bent sideways, with one arm propped on the side of the dumpling, and the other hand quietly peeling off the lump. Quilt.

"I want to be alone." The voice muffled under the quilt, "I don't want to see you."

"Okay." Ji Baishen followed his words, then got up from the bed, and the mattress that was half sunken immediately bounced back, the boy walked to the other side of the bed lightly, and stood still.

There was no sound in the room for a long time. Xia Ciyan, who was muffled by the heat, confirmed that there was no sound, and then pawed and pawed, revealing a little hairy head, and then peeped out from behind the corner of the quilt and blinked. There was no one in the direction of the door. On the other side of the bed, the boy smiling with downcast eyes met his eyes.

He was about to cover up again on the spot, but was caught by Ji Baishen's quick eyes and hands. His big scorching palms held his wrist together with the quilt. Ji Bai at the head of the bed bent down deeply, with his arms propped on one side, and his black hair fell on the thick ink-like face. Between the brows and eyes, the black eyes are as dark as midnight, and they are dyed with bright stars.

"I apologize." Ji Bai looked down at the boy lying under him. Because of his illness, the boy's face became paler, and his lips were not as bright as usual. They were dry and white, and he wanted to lick them. Xia Ciyan's lips parted a little, the tip of her pink tongue exposed a little, and she licked her lips slightly, the visual impact made Ji Bai's deep eyes darken a bit, and her Adam's apple couldn't help rolling up and down.

The rolling Adam's apple was close in front of his eyes, and the dangerous aura surged up in an instant, making Xia Ciyan's hairs stand on end. He raised his foot and was about to kick, but forgot that he had wrapped himself in the quilt. Lying on the edge of the hospital bed, he led him down in the direction of Ji Baishen.

Ji Baishen by the bed hugged him firmly, as if throwing himself into his arms, Xia Ciyan couldn't hold his breath, blushed and struggled, "Let go of me, shit apology, is it fun, you, is it fun to play with me! "

The more he struggled, the tighter Ji Baishen hugged him, and the tighter the quilt wrapped himself. He wrapped himself in Ji Baishen's arms. Outside the white quilt was fluffy chestnut hair, and his face was stained with scarlet from the force. color.

This posture of being forced to be imprisoned in his arms made Xia Ciyan suddenly feel aggrieved, thinking that he was being played around like a fool, his nose was sore, tears rolled in his eyes, and his clear amber peach eyes were covered with tears. Tears clouded his vision, he blinked his eyes, his long eyelashes were wet, and big teardrops rolled down from the corners of his eyes.

Seeing the boy crying, Ji Baishen panicked, put him back on the bed in a hurry, and sat down with him, watching the boy's voice low and low: "I didn't lie to you, and I didn't play tricks on you."

"You can beat me and scold me, but don't cry, okay?"

Wrapped in the quilt, Xia Ciyan moved in another direction, with his back to Ji Baishen, he raised the back of his hand to wipe away his tears, choked up and said, "Woo...I didn't cry."

"Yes, yes, yes." Ji Bai's deep gaze fell on the thin and fair neck of the boy whose back was facing him, and he whispered softly, coaxing: "If you ignore me again, I'm going to cry."

"Cry if you want to cry, what does it have to do with me." Xia Jiyan wiped away tears, feeling that he was too shameful, he lifted the quilt on his body, and was about to get out of bed, Ji Baishen pressed his shoulder first and asked: " Where are you going?"

"You don't care about it." Stretching away the palm of his shoulder, he bent down to put on his shoes, but found that there was only one shoe beside the bed. He was even more wronged, and it was fine to lie to him, and he didn't even wear the shoes.

Sniffing, holding back the tears swirling in his eyes, he was about to get out of the bed barefoot, but then Ji Baishen pressed his wrist again, and his hot palm moved forward to wrap around his hand.

"Let go! Let go! Don't want your rotten kindness!" Xia Ciyan shook off his hand, aggrieved and angry at the same time, her lips were tightly pressed together, but her peach eyes were full of tears, as if she had been bullied too much. fierce milk fierce.

"You are still sick, the fever has just subsided, and the doctor will come to take your temperature in a while, so you can't leave." Ji Baishen let the boys lose their temper, and they always look like smiling. Once the perennially indifferent face softens, it looks like a snow mountain. The snow suddenly melted, and it penetrated into the hearts of the people.

The feeling of punching the cotton made Xia Ciyan even more angry, "You control me! Who are you to me? Why do you control me!"

Ji Baishen whispered, "I'm your boyfriend."

It's okay not to mention this, but Xia Ciyan became even angrier when he mentioned this, "We broke up! I'll die!"

Ji Baishen's hand on the bed moved over bit by bit, gently grasping the boy's white wrist which was lying on the bed, his black eyes met his, his voice was still very low but firm: "No distinction."

"My boyfriend is Angle, who are you?" The angry Xia Ciyan didn't notice that his hand was being held, and said indiscriminately, "My boyfriend looks ordinary, how can there be a handsome guy pretending to be him!"

After he finished speaking, he realized that his words had no lethality at all, so he praised Ji Bai deeply, pursed his lips and didn't want to speak.

Hearing this praise, Ji Baishen couldn't help but let out a muffled laugh. Seeing the boy pursed his lips and looked at him quietly, he quickly lowered the corners of his mouth and said, "I didn't laugh."

Xia Ciyan: "..."

What to do if you are more angry.

"Hey, classmate Xiaoxia wrote the review for you here, take a look..." Brother Fu just opened the door, and the words got stuck in his throat before he finished speaking. He was almost lying on top of the poor boy who was blushing and tearful, looking down a little further, five fingers were imprisoning his hand.

A sick and weak student with a beautiful appearance is forced to love by his boss, well, he is too inhuman.

Ji Bai raised his eyes deeply, the tenderness towards the boy disappeared between his brows, he raised his chin to signal Fu Ge to go out, Fu Ge clicked his tongue twice, and only then hurriedly backed out until his gaze became more and more fierce: "Ah, I'll go out first and talk to you."

"Don't leave!" Xia Ciyan finally saw someone other than Ji Baishen, how could he let him go, "Review, right? Please give me a pen and paper, I will write it myself."

Brother Fu was neither advancing nor retreating, looking at Ji Baishen for help, Ji Bai sighed deeply, knowing that it was not good to be in a hurry, so he had no choice but to nod.

The pen and paper was brought quickly, Xia Ciyan raised his hand to take it, and then found that his hand couldn't move. He didn't know when it was held by Ji Baishen.

Brother Fu watched his heart carefully, and retreated out sensibly as soon as he handed over the things.

Ji Boshen sat quietly behind him for a while, then couldn't help but leaned forward, leaned behind his ear and said, "I'll help you write."

Xia Ciyan gave him an elbow, and snorted softly, "Stay away from me, I don't want to talk to you."

"Is there anyone who treats idol male gods like you?" Ji Bai held his chest deeply, his tone sad, but there was no sad expression on his face, but the smile between his brows and the corners of his mouth raised, who knows. Fans have to be moved to do such a thing for their idol, not to mention that this is his sweetheart who is hidden in his heart, held in his hands and touched in his mouth, afraid of breaking.

"Fans have turned black." Xia Ciyan didn't look back, and wrote a law popularization review angrily with his head down.

Black powder black powder!He must do this black fan!

Having said that, he couldn't calm down and write at all. The breathing behind him, the sag or bulge of the mattress all affected him all the time. For this breath, he held back and didn't look back. near, disturbing him.

"I just like black fans." Ji Baishen suddenly thought of the boy lying to himself that he was a black fan, and the smile between his brows became wider.

As soon as Xia Ciyan opened his mouth, he was full of choking: "There are thousands of black fans, enough for you to like for several lifetimes!"

"Okay." Xia Ciyan's ears twitched when he heard this sound, he felt even more aggrieved, okay?

Immediately afterwards, hot breathing and a low voice pressed against his ear, "Then how about I change my fan."

Ji Boshen's 21 years of good temper have been used on Xia Ciyan. He looked down at the boy's motionless hand holding a pen on the table with his dark eyes, and said with a low smile, "God, forgive your little fan."

The lingering voice soaked into the ear pinnae, making Xia Ciyan's body tremble uncontrollably. The body's reaction couldn't be deceived, and finally the pinkness dissipated and climbed up along the neck, and the burning chest was pressed up from behind. Arched him, "forgive me."

The pen slammed on the table with a bang.

Ah ah ah ah ah--

What kind of scheming and handsome tricks are played, do you think he will forgive him so easily!impossible!

Seeing that the boy's exposed skin was covered in pink, Ji Bai knew there was something to be done, so he smiled and wanted to arch.

The door opened with a "click".

A child's voice came from outside: "Brother~"

The chubby kid ran in staggeringly, his big eyes lit up when he saw the boy sitting on the bed, he ran to the bedside on his short legs, stretched out his short hand with difficulty, and grabbed Xia Ciyan's In the corner of the clothes, she raised her head and shouted childishly: "Brother, give me a hug."

"Mumu has been clamoring to see you since I got off the plane. I didn't know you were in the hospital until I went to your school." A female voice rang out, and a young woman in a rose red dress walked in. She saw the tall boy on the bed wrapping Xia Ciyan in his arms. He looked stunned for a moment, and smiled awkwardly: "Did I bother you, or I..."

"No interruption!" Xia Ciyan said quickly, hugged the child who was holding the corner of his clothes between his legs, squeezed the child's face, and said with a smile: "I haven't seen you for a month, it's heavy again."

As soon as the child was picked up, he was so happy that he wanted to babble, and then he babbled to the back of Ji Baishen's hand that was outstretched to block it. Xia Mumu was stunned for a moment, and slowly looked at the owner of the palm, with thick eyebrows and cold eyes, which made his mouth deflate in fright, wanting to cry but not wanting to cry. Dare to cry.

Xia Ciyan didn't notice the atmosphere between them, because he wouldn't have thought that Ji Boshen would argue with a three-year-old kid, but now that he was holding the child in his arms, he didn't know what to do next, but he hadn't thought of it yet. As a countermeasure, He Rong took the child out of his arms.

"Brother is sick, don't make trouble with brother." Seeing the atmosphere between the two, He Rong patted his son's buttocks, "Does it hurt you to be sick?"

The child's upper body was still leaning forward, pouted and stretched out his hand to be hugged by Xia Ciyan: "Mumu help brother blow."

The child is pure in heart, his world only has likes and dislikes, even if his brother doesn't hug him very much, he still likes him very much, he wants his pretty brother to hug him and kiss him again.

He Rong hugged Xia Mumu in embarrassment, and changed the subject, "Your father got caught up in a foreign project and won't be back for a while."

Xia Ciyan nodded, it would be best if he didn't come back, he didn't want to be talked about.

The atmosphere in the room suddenly froze, without his father as the conciliator in the middle, it seems that there is nothing to say, but fortunately, Xia Mumu's milky voice said something so that it would not be too embarrassing, "Mumu to brother Bring a gift, at home!"

"Thank you, Mumu." Xia Ciyan squinted his eyes. Although he didn't like children very much, he couldn't hate this younger brother, but the fact that the tears he had cried to nothing had finally turned into an indestructible layer. Membrane, separated in the middle of this home.

Up to now, no one is right or wrong, but some things are lost and never come back.

For no reason, Xia Ciyan suddenly felt a little tired, and suddenly lost all strength, so exhausted that he wanted to let go of his brain and take a nap.

Ji Bai took the water deeply, took a sip to test the temperature, and handed the pills and water to the boy at the same time, "It's time to take the medicine, and then go to bed after taking the medicine."

"Yeah." Xia Ciyan took the pills with downcast eyes, and drank the water in the cup with his hand. He drank a few drops out of the corner of his mouth, before he could wipe it off, Ji Baishen wiped it away with his fingers, and the cup tipped over again. , a low male voice sounded above his head: "Drink more water."

He Rong could see Ji Baishen's intention to drive away the guests, so she said along the way: "Then you have a good rest, Mumu and I will leave first, and we will come to see you some other day."

"Mr. Ji, please worry about our family's resignation."

Ji Bai nodded deeply, and sent the man to the door, and when he came back, he locked the door behind him with a "click".

The quilt on the hospital bed had already been rolled up, and Xia Ciyan buried himself in the quilt again. He listened carefully to the sound of footsteps outside the quilt, and felt that a corner of the bed was sunken, and the quilt was gently pulled. Ji Baishen's voice It came in through the quilt, low and gentle: "Be obedient, don't cover your head."

His eyes were inexplicably sore again. He pulled down some corners of the quilt, revealing his furry head and eyes, and looked at Ji Baishen without blinking. Standing up, the wrist was suddenly pulled.

The delicate and warm skin was close together, the boy's fair and slender fingers grabbed him, Ji Bai's dark eyes froze for a moment, met the boy's peach blossom eyes, those beautiful eyes blinked, and the unexpected words sounded in the air, "Xia Ci Yan said, "Would you like to sleep together for a while?"

Xia Ciyan could see Ji Baishen's exhaustion, a little blue beard appeared on his chin, but he kept smiling, coaxing him, letting him lose his temper.

"Really?" Ji Baishen couldn't believe it.

"Don't fall asleep!" Xia Ciyan rolled over wrapped in the quilt, with her back to him.

The bed was sunken, and the warm chest was pressed up from behind through the quilt. Xia Ciyan groaned in his heart, shook the quilt with his feet, covered it a little, and noticed the sight from the side, he immediately said, "I didn't forgive you!"

Ji Bai replied with a low smile, "Okay."

I don't know how long it took, the sound of even breathing gradually came from the ear, Xia Ciyan turned over quietly, two big men were crowded in the small hospital bed, making the distance between them infinitely close, he opened his eyes to see Ji Baishen sleeping Looking down from the broken black hair, eyebrows, and high bridge of the nose all the way down, it fell on the thin lips pursed. It is said that men with thin lips are also fickle, so Ji Baishen?

He raised his hand to touch his own lips, although not very thick, but thicker than Ji Baishen's, he is a long-term lover.

The body temperature on the side was too warm, so Xia Ciyan couldn't help leaning in a little bit more, with his head lightly resting on the boy's broad shoulders, he could hear the steady and powerful heartbeat of the other party, and the sound of "dongdong" made him Relaxed, drowsiness gradually came.

He has almost forgotten the feeling of warmth, maybe more than ten years, maybe three or four years, the time is too long, the warmth of lying in the arms of his mother when he was a child, and the memory of his father rubbing his head and laughing heartily are all with the passage of time and disappear.

But the arms of people who have been with drugs all day long after being ill for several years are cold, and Xia Xiaoyuan rarely smiles.

False memories are just the last warmth in the heart of a lonely and cold person. When a real warmth is in front of him, he will be eager and afraid to get closer, and even a little closer. It's warm.

In the silent room, only the sound of regular breathing remained.

The boy with sharp and deep eyebrows on the hospital bed opened his eyes, his eyes were clear, he lowered his eyes to look at the hairy head resting on his shoulders, gently raised the arm resting between them, and then gently raised the boy's shoulders. With his head and arms under his neck, he held the boy's shoulders and pressed them into his arms, intimately.

A kiss fell on the chestnut hair, "Go to sleep."