How to properly play the spare tire character

After a meal, Xie Ci felt that his husband became a little strange.

Qi Jingcheng has a really good relationship with him in the past two years, especially because the other party has become more and more busy recently, and the time to see him has shortened. When he just returned home a week ago, he hugged him and refused to let go.

Who would have thought that a husband who was so stable in front of outsiders would be so clingy to him in private.

When Xie Ci was cooking, Qi Jingcheng would use excuses to help him, sticking to his side and asking for kisses and attention.When eating, I have to pick up vegetables for him and feed him personally.

When the two were free, whenever they saw Xie Ci doing housework, the other would rush to help him. Of course, after helping, the two hugged each other again.

They are like every newlywed couple, love and cherishment flow in every minute of daily life.

Xie Ci is a very sensitive person, especially when he regards her husband as the whole of his life, he can keenly sense that there is something wrong with every little change in the other party.

During the meal between the two, Qi Jingcheng was too indifferent, not to mention the inexplicable silence and indifference at the table, even if Xie Ci, who has never been talkative, took the initiative to provoke the topic, the other party did not respond.

Even Xie Ci would find out that as long as he picked up food for his husband, the other party would avoid it and never put a bite into his mouth.

It's like a kind of embarrassing avoidance, or the disgust of others from clean freaks.

Of course, Qi Jingcheng didn't show it so obviously, he just put the vegetables aside without any trace, but this kind of behavior still gave Xie Ci a chill.

The young man pursed his lips, a few strands of black broken hair fell down his cheeks, his warm black eyes drooped dimly, and his flesh pink lightly pursed a light arc.

He thought, maybe the husband is not going well at work and has encountered difficult things to solve; maybe the husband is not sure because of the subordinate's anxiety sometimes; or maybe the husband thinks that today's dishes are not to his liking... ·····

Xie Ci even started to look for the reason in himself, was it because he didn't agree to wear the maid uniform her husband specially bought to have a video with her husband last night, or was it because he didn't take the initiative to give her husband a kiss today?

He was flustered thinking about it, and subconsciously poked his nails into his palm.

The sharp pain brought him back to his senses, the young man looked down at the bloodshot eyes on his white palm, and then subconsciously and guiltyly looked at Qi Jingcheng.

It's a pity that Qi Jingcheng didn't give him a look. The other party seemed to ignore him on purpose, or maybe the other party was really angry at this moment.

Xie Ci inevitably felt grievances in his heart, he endured it for a while, and simply ignored the injury in his palm.

Anyway, he was injured quickly and healed quickly, so it didn't seem like a big deal.

Xie Ci is a premature baby in this world, born with a brittle skin disease, he is so fragile that even a thin piece of paper may tear his skin.

Because of this, Xie Ci has been called "Porcelain Doll" since she was a child.

This is not a compliment or a pleasant title, and even because of such a physique, he has been ridiculed and incomprehensible by others since he was a child, and even isolated.

Because he's a 'monster' who bleeds when touched.

For so many years, only Qi Jingcheng has truly cared for him. They have been together for so many years and have been married for two years. Qi Jingcheng is very aware of Xie Ci's temperament, and also knows that young people subconsciously pinch their palms when they can't control their emotions.

But this was the first time that the other party allowed him to hurt himself like this.

Xie Ci lowered his eyes, quietly finished the white rice in the bowl, and forcibly suppressed the disappointment in his heart.

He really wanted to ask Qi Jingcheng, what happened?

But when the table was finally cleared, Xie Ci didn't ask. He was always like this, gentle, silent and honest, habitually pressing all the contradictions in life on himself.

Fortunately, Qi Jingcheng didn't look at Xie Ci when he was cleaning the table, and he helped tidy up together silently, but the two of them no longer had the same tacit understanding as before. Qi Jingcheng didn't help him set the tray when he put the teacups.

It's easy to give people the illusion that the man in front of him didn't do this on purpose. The other party is like a complete stranger, and all tacit understanding and familiarity have disappeared completely.

Xie Ci raised his eyebrows. Naturally, he couldn't imagine that the husband in front of him was indeed not his husband himself. There was another completely different soul parasitic in his husband's skin.

Qi Jingcheng was on vacation today, and Xie Ci had been waiting patiently. In the past, he also had a cold war with Qi Jingcheng, but Qi Jingcheng always cared for him, and the so-called cold war between the two never lasted more than half an hour.

But this time it was beyond Xie Ci's expectation. After washing the dishes, Qi Jingcheng went directly into the study and never came out again.

Xie Ci sat quietly on the sofa in the living room, his eyes were open, his long and smooth black hair was pinned behind his ears, his eyes fell on the TV, but he was obviously in a daze.

It took him a while to move. He was wearing the same style of couple slippers as Qi Jingcheng. He habitually cut a plate of fruit, inserted a fruit fork, stood at the door of the study for a moment, and knocked slowly.

The long-haired man lowered his eyes meekly, and his voice was extremely gentle, he said, "Jing Cheng, I cut some fruits for you to bring in."

Xie Ci opened the door and went in, and he could see Qi Jingcheng wearing gold-rimmed glasses, unbuttoning one of his jacket buttons, the mouse in his hand kept moving, densely packed text on the screen.

The other party obviously had no time to take care of him at this time, this scene was very familiar, it was the appearance of her husband every time he was busy, Xie Ci inexplicably took a breath, he used a fork to feed Qi Jingcheng a piece of mango just like before.

Qi Jingcheng cooperated with him very naturally, and the other party subconsciously ate the fruit as usual, but in the next second, Qi Jingcheng directly frowned, took out a tissue from the table, put it to his lips, and spit out the mango.

Seeing Xie Ci looking at him with some puzzlement, Qi Jingcheng looked at the young man with an insoluble problem. After a while, he took off his gold-rimmed glasses, rubbed the center of his brows, and said to Xie Ci, "Thank you, but I don't want to eat much recently. mango."

When Qi Jingcheng spoke, he paused for a moment, his eyes also left Xie Ci, and returned to the screen.

Such a cold attitude was too obvious, Xie Ci's hands froze in the air.

Xie Ci reluctantly said: "Okay, I got it, you go to work first, I won't bother you anymore."

Seeing the back of Xie Ci leaving the study in a hurry, Qi Jingcheng frowned and stopped what he was doing. He knew that Xie Ci had good intentions, but he was not the Qi Jingcheng of this world after all. Some habits of Qi Jingcheng of this world were completely opposite to his.

For example, he is allergic to mangoes, and the original owner's favorite fruit is mangoes.

Qi Jingcheng actually spent the whole afternoon thinking about how he should tell Xie Ci that he was not the original 'Qi Jingcheng'.

But seeing Xie Ci's deep love for 'Qi Jingcheng', he was worried that the other party would not be able to bear it or think about it.

What's more, if you insist on speaking out about such weird and chaotic things, you will be regarded as a neuropathy in the first place.

Qi Jingcheng rubbed his head again, planning to check the situation again.

**

The dinner for the two of them was not as grand as the lunch, but Xie Ci still prepared carefully for a long time.

The young man seemed fragile, and he had indeed been hit by her husband many times today, but when Qi Jingcheng opened the door of the study and walked out, he still looked at her with tenderness and love in his eyes.

Xie Ci is like this. As the poor wife of the protagonist in this novel, his life revolves around 'Qi Jingcheng'. He must and will always love 'Qi Jingcheng' like a pet in captivity.

It was the first time that Qi Jingcheng truly felt that this was the world of novels.

This made Qi Jingcheng feel an absurd sense of crisis. He realized that he was a person living in a normal dimensional world, and he was not a cardboard person.No matter how he fails in the real world and how inferior he is to his elder brother, he should go back and face his own life.

But Qi Jingcheng had no clue at all, he didn't know what opportunity he had transmigrated into this world, so he didn't know how he should leave this world.

Could it be that, as said in those very popular novels in the past few years, you need to complete the plot before you can return to your original world?

Qi Jingcheng didn't know, and was even a little distracted, so much so that he didn't pay attention to what Xie Ci said to him.

At night, after Qi Jingcheng took a shower, put on his pajamas and entered the bedroom naturally, he realized something.

As Xie Ci's 'husband', he wanted to share the same bed with her.

Qi Jingcheng is a very vigilant person, he simply can't stand a person who has only known him for a day sleeping on his pillow.

So he looked at the young man next to the bed, maybe he had just taken a shower, the young suet jade-like face was still slightly dizzy, and the long wet hair was a little messy wrapped around his pearly white neck.The other party is more like a mermaid who came up from the deep sea.

In fact, as a male, it would look a bit weird to have such long black hair, but if it was Xie Ci, instead of looking weird, it would show a bit of worshipful, gender-ambiguous beauty.

At least for a moment, Qi Jingcheng did have the illusion that his heart was beating like thunder.

But soon, he could clearly realize that this was the heartbeat of the original owner's body.

'Qi Jingcheng''s love was so intense that he couldn't even look away.

Xie Ci seemed to have seen him at this time, and the gentle voice of the other party showed a bit of gentle poetry under the light of the night, which was irresistible: "Jing Cheng, are you done with your business? Can you blow dry my hair?" ?"

Qi Jingcheng clenched his fingers, and after a while, Xie Ci heard the other party say in a hoarse and low voice, "Okay."

Qi Jingcheng took the hair dryer, he was very close to Xie Ci, so he could easily see the young man's thin and slender waist, maybe even the dimples.

The man held the young man's black hair with his fingers, and gently lifted it, and the warm air from the hair dryer lifted it up.

In a daze, Qi Jingcheng almost thought that what he was holding was not the young man's long hair, but the other's waist.

Qi Jingcheng pursed his lips, feeling for a moment that he was no different from those hooligans.

He turned his eyes away and didn't think about it anymore, but his gaze naturally turned to Xie Ci's cute sitting posture.

In fact, it can't be said to be well-behaved, it's just too submissive, the other party is like a docile lamb, occasionally meeting eyes, there is a kind of shallow heartbeat hidden in it.

This is the warm and fragrant nephrite that Qi Jingcheng has never experienced.

In summer, even long hair can be blown dry easily. Just when Qi Jingcheng put away the hair dryer, the well-behaved and docile lamb moved.

The other party turned around gently, his arm was so white that it was almost translucent, hanging on his neck like this.

What followed was a soft, flattering kiss like spring water reflecting peach blossoms.

"Jing Cheng, don't ignore me."