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He didn't wait for Zhou Ziheng's answer. But Zhou Ziheng tightly wrapped his arms around his back, breathed more and more heavily, and kissed aggressively, all gave Xia Xiqing the answer in the most intuitive way.
Xia Xiqing likes this feeling, and likes to feel Zhou Ziheng's strong need for him from the senses. But he was also afraid that Zhou Ziheng would really say those two words. For him, people's emotional changes are a single-peak curve, which brews a little bit in the ambiguity, rises a little bit, and reaches the peak when he senses love.
But when you reach the peak, you will fall irretrievably.
Like a parabola, the higher the apex, the harder the fall.
It's good like this, it's good now, he needs Zhou Ziheng, just like Zhou Ziheng still needs him, it doesn't matter if there is no definition.
? Zhou Ziheng's kiss was not so skillful, it was completely rampant with eagerness, wishing to win his soul away with one kiss.
There is no way to express the true thoughts in his heart, Zhou Ziheng can only express all his desires with his body. He has always had his own persistence, habitually avoiding all things that make people stunned, whether it is tobacco or alcohol.
He likes to be awake all the time.
But Xia Xiqing just appeared, and he used all means to seduce him, tease him, and disturb his firm heart all the time. From the very beginning, he knew that he understood better than anyone else, so he repeatedly reminded himself to stay away from Xia Xiqing, he is not a good person, he is a dangerous product that is flammable, explosive and full of temptations.
"Is it hot?" Xia Xiqing's voice was covered with a thick layer of water vapor, like the wet glass of a sauna room. His slender fingers grabbed the lower edge of Zhou Ziheng's sweater, trying to pull it up, "Take it off?"
Before the end of the intimacy ended, Zhou Ziheng kissed him again and took off his shirt. The critical points between men are often intense and unpredictable. He fully understood Xia Xiqing's expectations of him, but unfortunately, even if he was the one who was forced to become addicted to drugs.
He also wants to be the leader.
The intense kiss made Xia Xiqing's whole body hot and covered with a thin layer of sweat. His skin and silk pajamas were greasy and sticky, making his brain suffocate. Consciousness and behavior are opposite, the more intense the kiss With every move, his consciousness became more and more sluggish and passive, and his posture lying on Zhou Ziheng changed from an arrogant leopard to a clingy cat.
Zhou Ziheng found an opportunity to overthrow him, held Xia Xiqing's shoulders and pressed him down, a drop of sweat that had accumulated for a long time fell from the corner of his forehead to Xia Xiqing's lips impartially. Zhou Ziheng watched helplessly as he stuck out the tip of his tongue and gently licked off the drops of sweat, a lazy smile appeared on that pure and lustful face.
"Salty."
But you are too sweet. Zhou Ziheng gave up his dying struggle with what little reason he had left, and drowned in the rough tide together with Xia Xiqing.
Occasionally, the immature voice of the child in the projection would come out, crashing into Xia Xiqing's heart like a deer. Just when the two of them were about to be overwhelmed by the gushing desire, he still hadn't forgotten to tease.
"It's reallyboyboy" The remaining two words were covered by panting, Xia Xiqing's shoulders were shaking, and he couldn't speak. Listening to the well-behaved voice of the young Zhou Ziheng, and hanging out with the adult him, this kind of experience is really amazing.
Zhou Ziheng kissed his wet and bright red lips. At the moment of the extremely tense confrontation, the child in the projection suddenly called out twice crisply. Xia Xiqing suddenly laughed, imitating the soft voice of a child while laughing.
"Brother." Xia Xiqing reached out and rubbed Zhou Ziheng's frowning brows away. Being teased by him like this, Zhou Ziheng felt that his dignity was questioned, so he bit Xia Xiqing's lower lip hard.
"You were so cute when you were youngwhy are you so fierce now." Xia Xiqing leaned up to kiss her flatteringly, "You scream again I hear you screamed nicely when you were youngor, or now"
Originally, he had no expectations. Zhou Ziheng was always unwilling to meet his expectations. Xia Xi knew this early in the morning. But what he didn't expect was that Zhou Ziheng really leaned down and got close to his ear, his voice was deep and low.
"elder brother."
Kiss Xia Xiqing's earlobe lightly again.
"Are you satisfied? Brother Xi Qing."
The bells of the Hundred Flowers Cathedral struck heavily on the heart valves. Even the soul was shattered and turned into a vast universe.
The audition in the afternoon had already exhausted Xia Xiqing's mental energy, and he didn't know how long he had been tossing about. His consciousness was too vague, and he fell asleep after only two times. Zhou Ziheng was very stubborn, no matter whether he was soft or hard, he was unwilling to obey .
&?, Xia Xiqing finally decided to star in this movie.
A sentence the director said reminded him of watching his debut work at Zhou Ziheng's house a few days ago.
[Everything is full of uncertainty now, but the work is eternal, no matter what art form it is, I don¡¯t know about others, but I believe you can understand what I mean. ]
In the past two days, he suddenly discovered that even if he made the same mistakes in the end. At least there is such a work that can permanently seal the hesitating relationship between them. Those past ambiguities and cross-borders are the sublimation of art in the eyes of others, but in their tacit eyes, they are all products of affection.
This is enough, he does not want to be forgotten by Zhou Ziheng. Even if he would feel disgusted by mentioning this movie in the future, it would be regarded as an achievement, and it would be more in line with Xia Xiqing's pessimistic artistic pursuit.
"Are you busy at night?" Xia Xiqing sent a voice message to Zhou Ziheng on the way home, and received his reply soon.
"I have to attend an event, and I don't think I'll be able to go home until midnight."
Xia Xiqing typed back and said yes, and didn't say any more. He originally thought that if Zhou Ziheng was free at night, he could go to the art banquet with him, but he suddenly felt that he was too naive. Zhou Ziheng's identity would not be suitable for any private banquet. suitable.
What's more, there is simply no convincing reason to accompany him.
Zhou Ziheng sent another follow-up question.
[Moral Model: Do you have something to do at night? ]
[Terrorist: I also have an event, and it is estimated that I will come back very late. ]
Xia Xiqing didn't explain too clearly, and Zhou Ziheng didn't ask too much. Assistant Xiao Luo urged him to get in the car, so he had to put away his mobile phone temporarily.
This art dinner was hosted by Mr. Zhong Henan, a very prestigious collector in the industry. The venue was his mansion. Although it was borrowed in his name, since Mr. Zhong was nearly ninety years old, he was the one who actually organized it. Zhong Chi, the youngest son of Zhong Chi, is making preparations and has invited many collectors, as well as many famous painters. Chung Chi is different from his father, he is a businessman through and through, so the dinner party naturally cannot do without the participation of old and new friends in the business world.
If there were no businessmen, Xia Xiqing would be very willing to go there. It is rare that someone in China is willing to hold this kind of art salon, but once some copper stench is mixed in, Xia Xiqing's interest will be lost by half.
But he has always been very strong, since he has gone, he has to act like a flourishing man, otherwise he will lose all of his own people. Xia Xiqing originally picked out an army green windbreaker, but after thinking about it, he went there with the reputation of pulito on his back, so he should dress more formally, so he found a high-end gray suit and tied it with a tie. Navy tie. With her hair tied up in half, she doesn't look so casual.
When driving to the dinner party, the staff at the gate of the mansion checked the invitation letter. Xia Xiqing passed it through the car window. He felt that the security guards were watching him, and he probably recognized him. Now he finally understands the suffering of public figures. No matter where he goes, he will be surrounded by people, just like a peacock in a zoo.
The hall is quite dreamy, with exquisite lilies of the valley interspersed in the paintings. The crowd formed cluster after cluster, and everyone tasted famous paintings and expressed their feelings. To be honest, as a painter, Xia Xiqing disliked this part the most. The analysis is really very strange.
He has been abroad for so many years, and he was not often taken out by his parents when he was in China. Most of the people at the banquet did not know him. This gave Xia Xiqing ample space, only some young and beautiful ladies occasionally puffed up. Have the courage to come up and have a chat with him.
"You usually like oil painting, right?"
Xia Xiqing smiled at the girl who asked the question, but his eyes wandered to a young boy who was separated by two paintings. It was not because it suited his appetite that he took a second look, but because the man kept looking at him and thought he was not found.
I don't know where the confidence comes from.
"Yes, oil painting." Xia Xiqing loosened his tie, "I'm going to get a glass of wine, excuse me."
Walking to the rest area and taking a breath, Xia Xiqing picked up a glass of absinthe and took a sip, when he suddenly heard someone calling his name, turned his head and saw a familiar man in a dark red suit.
"Hello, are you Xia Xiqing?" The man extended a hand to him courteously, "I'm Wei Min."
Xia Xiqing has always been blind to people's faces, but somehow he suddenly remembered.
This person is the son he met in Yunshuijian last time, the boss of the crew of "Tracking".
Before reaching out his hand, Xia Xiqing turned his head, and happened to meet the young man who had been peeking at him from a distance just now. He seemed to be taken aback, and quickly turned around.
What's going on today, full of weird people.
Familiar, the man who was scared away by his eyes was replying the message with his head down.
[Zhao Ke: Brother Heng, do you know who I bumped into at the dinner party? ]
[Zhao Ke: Oh, forget it, don't guess, I'll tell you. ]
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What's going on today, full of weird people.
Familiar, the man who was scared away by his eyes was replying the message with his head down.
[Zhao Ke: Brother Heng, do you know who I bumped into at the dinner party? ]
[Zhao Ke: Oh, forget it, don't guess, I'll tell you. ]
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