Race on the Head of the Ex [Rebirth]

Watching Zhuo Zhiwei enter the room, He Qingqi licked his lips unconsciously, rubbing his index finger and thumb unconsciously.

It seemed that after nearly an hour of time and space, I felt the temperature in that throat.

Can't help but laugh softly.

If one day, she can kiss it.

Then she must stick out the tip of her tongue, spin it around, and then hold it as a whole.

With a hot smile in his eyes, and a little embarrassed, he lowered his head and smiled.

Suddenly a little doubt arises. What will Zhiwei go back to? The party... isn't it over yet?

Chai Xu stepped forward, tapped her elbow lightly, and laughed in her ear with a low voice: "Pay attention."

Glancing at the camera next to him.

He Qingqi raised his eyebrows slightly to look at him, and he really looked at her with curving eyes, but his face was disapproving, but his eyes were open.

Chai Xu continued: "Teacher Qi can see it."

He Qingqi raised his eyebrows and murmured to him with a smile, "Didn't you just have a grandpa?"

Chai Xu "hissed", his eyes widened, "Isn't that a variety show effect?"

He Qingqi curled his mouth and shrugged his shoulders, recalling the scene just now, his eyebrows drooped, and he stared at him: "I will take advantage of me in the future!"

Chai Xu looked at her in disbelief and called out the wrongdoing: "How dare I take advantage of you, your family..."

The voice stopped suddenly and realized that his voice was a little loud, Lin Dao had already cast his eyes on them curiously.

Chai Xu nodded and smiled at her politely, frowned and lowered his voice:

"Your family Zhiwei has been staring at me, like what I did to you, that look." Chai Xu snorted twice: "In such a hot day, I froze twice."

How could it be that exaggeration, He Qingqi couldn't help but sneered at him with a smile.

but……

She tentatively: "Zhiwei really freezes you?"

"What did I lie to you for?" Chai Xu felt that his personality was insulted.

"The two of us, when did I use the gentleman's hand? I was scared just now. I didn't even dare to touch you."

"Give me the advantage of you?"

He Qingqi nodded thoughtfully, then glanced at him: "Am I talking about this?"

She stepped her feet slightly and hooked Chai Xu's shoulders, revealing a kind of carefree temperament: "Come on, tell me, what the **** is the future brother?"

Chai Xu blinked.

"Next time you tell her, it's the future son, you know?"

He Qingqi said with great heart and patted him on the shoulder again.

Chai Xu couldn't help simulating such a scene in his mind, shaking his shoulders unconsciously in disgust.

Immediately, with a bitter face and a grievance with a flat mouth, he begged her for mercy in a small voice: "No, Qiqi, I really can't tell her to call her mother."

He Qingqi raised his eyebrows, slapped the corners of his clothes suggestively, and glanced at him.

Chai Xu was instantly discouraged.

"Okay, you guys play first, I'll go back and blow my hair and change my clothes."

He Qingqi pulled down the wet neckline, but the clothes still stuck to his body, frowned slightly, and murmured in a low voice:

"Slimy."

Chai Xu almost knelt down for her: "Sister Qi, I was really wrong."

"It's all variety effects, I won't dare it again next time."

He Qingqi nodded with satisfaction.

The line of sight is always stuck to the entrance of the hostel, and there is a flame of joy in his eyes, and the uncontrollable restlessness is still in his eyes.

Weiwei...Does she really care about her like Chai Xu said?

she does not know.

But now Zhuo Zhiwei is the only one in the hotel... He Qingqi's throat moved slightly, and his heartbeat suddenly seemed to be at the point of the 100-meter sprint.

She took a deep breath and tucked her drenched hair, without even looking at Chai Xu: "I'm going first, you and everyone will continue to play."

After speaking, before Chai Xu responded, he strode into the house with long legs and strides.

Chai Xu sighed deeply behind him, his chest rising and falling with the rhythm of the sigh.

This is He Qingqi who told him less than two months ago that He Zhuo Zhiwei is just a friend.

Woman.

Shook his head, turned around, and melted into the night.

...

He Qingqi gradually speeded up, and almost ran back behind him, stepping up three flights of stairs, but almost hit a person at the corner.

His eyes opened slightly, his body leaned back, and he braked in time.

"Wei...Weiwei."

But because of inertia, the two still collided together.

Zhuo Zhiwei took the bath towel and hid it in He Qingqi's arms. He leaned his head lightly on the man's shoulder. He was stunned for a moment. He indulged himself and leaned for a while, feeling that his body was soft.

But then the hot and humid touch on the top made her frown, twisted calmly, and slowly got up.

He glanced at He Qingqi, then lowered his head to catch a glimpse of the bath towel in his hand, fingers clenched and lips pressed.

"Give it to me?"

He Qingqi's starry eyes were shining, slightly surprised.

I can't help but laugh at my own satisfaction in my heart.

I am afraid that Zhuo Zhiwei gave her a candy at this time, no, even if she just hooked the corner of her lips, she would be able to follow people without looking back.

Zhuo Zhiwei nodded lightly, turned his gaze sideways, and turned off the broken hair in his ear, a little embarrassed.

The tips of the ears exposed to the air are also red because of Chai Xu's bold words just now.

Pink and tender.

He Qingqi carried her hands on her back, and put her in the bottom of his eyes, tilted his head and beamed with joy.

"But you are all back, so you don't need it anymore."

"Who said you don't need it anymore." He Qingqi took the bath towel and put it on his body. His face was not flushed or breathless, and he said nonsense: "In fact, I just come back to see what you do.

After all, he must pull Zhuo Zhiwei's wrist and walk outside.

It seems that she just looked disgusted and said that the slimy person was not her.

Zhuo Zhiwei looked at her amused, his wrists were pulled, his body motionless.

Her eyelids blinked: "Okay, stop making trouble, go take a bath."

He Qingqi originally didn't have much strength to pull her, she was always soft, as if she could crush her with force.

So Zhuo Zhiwei turned against the guest in twos and threes, his arm dexterously broke free, and he pushed He Qingqi into the bedroom.

He Qingqi resisted the door, looked at her pitifully, and stopped her from leaving.

At this time, the light was dim, and the orange light softened the outline of Zhuo Zhiwei’s side face. I don’t know if the atmosphere is too good. He Qingqi's eyes were burning, and he subconsciously said what he said in his heart: "But the shower party is about to end. , And then I’m going to bed, and I won’t be able to see you after sleeping."

"I want to see you."

The tone is strange and sincere.

Zhuo Zhiwei was stunned, the deer in his heart once again refused to obey the command, and rammed twice.

Faced with her moonlight eyes, the few senses were used to control the deer, and the body did not listen.

I don't know who is talking with her body, her voice is full of charm and confusion like moonlight: "Then I will go to the room to accompany you, OK?"

The next three characters were as light as they were about to float.

He Qingqi's heart also floated, as if stepping on a ball of cotton candy, soft and sweet.

Secretly took a deep breath, looked at Zhuo Zhiwei who was looking at her at Wen Mou, and felt that she couldn't bear it.

She nodded, her brows gradually unfolded, her throat moved, and she muttered, "Okay."

...

Turn your back to the bathroom.

It was raining in the bathroom, but there was a fire in her heart.

Zhuo Zhiwei was sitting on pins and needles, wishing to go back a few minutes ago and would never say that again.

The fire burned his heart, and gradually burned his throat, dry and hot, and a wave of restlessness rushed into his heart. Zhuo Zhi darkened his eyes and couldn't help holding the cups on the table one cup after another.

The sound of the shower suddenly stopped, and Zhuo Zhiwei's heart also tightened, biting his lip, inexplicably nervous.

She bit her tongue fiercely, eager to forget those shameless beautiful thoughts.

He Qingqi dried his body carelessly, twisted his hair twice without pity like a rag, combed it with a comb, and could not wait to get out of the bathroom.

"slight!"

The voice was a bit eager, and the flattering smile was like a puppy looking for its owner to act like a baby.

Zhuo Zhi raised his eyes slightly, his eyes softened, petting and helpless to smile.

"I didn't wipe my hair, why did it come out?"

Her smile was too tempting, and He Qingqi was fascinated by her mind somehow, and she was a little airy.

She raised her head slightly, a little bit pampered and self-willed: "You will wipe it for me."

Zhuo Zhiwei obeyed her and said softly: "Then come here."

He Qing Qi Le walked over and sat on the sofa.

Zhuo Zhiwei got up, picked up the bath towel she had just handed to He Qingqi, and placed it on the semi-damp lion head.

He Qingqi squinted her eyes with enjoyment, and she gently wiped her hair.

I don’t know how long it has been, and I don’t know if He Little Lion’s hair hurts or Zhuo Zhiwei’s arm hurts.

The two pairs of equally clear eyes flickered slightly, staring at each other.

Zhuo Zhiwei took the lead to stop the movement of his hands, and the small bone in his throat shook again, attracting He Qingqi's attention.

She was obviously shaking hands but pretended to be innocent, and once again touched the part she had coveted for a long time.

Maybe it has been touched once, Zhuo Zhiwei no longer reacted so much, but his heart trembled and his arm softened a bit.

Secretly squeezing his fingers, pretending to be calm and asking: "Is it so fun?"

He Qingqi's starry eyes flashed, and he swallowed, "How cute."

Licking his lips, his mouth was dry.

Her eyes were a little dodging, and she glanced around on the coffee table, as if the person who had taken advantage of others was not her.

Finally, his eyes stopped on a glass of water, his eyes brightened, and he raised his head and drank it, as if the desert that had dried up for decades was drawing water.

He Qingqi lowered his eyebrows, looked at the water glass, smiled somewhat contentedly, and then saw the chaotic lip prints on the water glass.

There was a "boom" in the brain.

This cup... seems to have been handed to Zhuo Zhiwei after entering the door.

This glass of water seems to have been drunk by Zhuo Zhiwei.

These messy lip lines should also be printed by Zhuo Zhi.

Within a few seconds, countless thoughts flashed through He Qingqi's mind and came to this conclusion. She drank Zhuo Zhiwei's water.

She blinked gently, and raised her eyes to reveal the innocent look of a deer, and her lips were unbiased and just fell on.

Controlled the water control cup.

"Nothing." He Qingqi said innocently: "I'll get another drink."

After that, he got up and walked to the position of the drinking fountain.

Zhuo Zhiwei suddenly opened his eyes wide, and his palms were sweating from his nervousness.

The pictures in my mind seemed to be holding down the playback button. He Qingqi was nervous about her, special to her, and possessive of her like a revolving lantern flashing in front of his eyes, and the picture finally freezes at that sentence.

"I want to see you."

The nostalgia in the girl's eyes is not for her friends.

Zhuo Zhiwei was no more sure than now.

She raised her eyes, and walked to the back of He Qingqi in threes or twos.

When He Qingqi turned around, she was confined in her arms.

Looking at her in astonishment, the water in the cup swayed and overflowed all over the floor, and her hands were wet.

Zhuo Zhi looked at her fixedly, his eyes seemed to be covered with mist, and the whole person had a kind of hazy beauty.

The wine was strong, she didn't know what she was bewitched, and her voice was blurred.

"Do you like me?"

The author has something to say: it finally came out, oh oh oh, obviously he didn’t write anything